Chapter 130

I grabbed the collar of the political commissar who ran out later and asked aloud, "where can I find the car? I'll hurry to the city and have a look. "

"It's too dangerous. You'd better stay in the headquarters and wait for news."

"No, I have to go." I was really in a hurry. When I yelled, my voice choked. After all, I personally ordered the troops to be transferred. If they were destroyed by German artillery fire in the process of retreat, I would be guilty. The only thing we can do now is to hurry to the city and find out about the situation? See if there is any remedy.

The commissar stood in front of me, silent for a long time.

"Comrade political commissar, I personally arranged the battle plan. I must go to the city myself. Let's see how the troops are doing. If I happen to meet several commanders, I can readjust my deployment according to the specific situation. Do you understand? " I loosened my grip on the collar, stepped back two steps, and said to the commissar again in a sincere tone.

The corner of the commissar's mouth moved. He wanted to say something, but he didn't say it. Obviously, it's not easy for him either. After a long silence, he said, "no! You are the head of a division and shoulder the heavy burden of commanding the whole division. You can't leave your post without permission. You should stay in the headquarters and coordinate the overall command of the troops. " Then he said in an emphatic tone, "besides, you are still injured. As a man, can I send a wounded female commander to the front line? If you want to go, I'll go too. "

Since he raised the question to the height of whether to respect women, it really left me speechless for a while. It took me a long time to retort, "this is the time of war. There are only soldiers on the battlefield. There is no distinction between men and women. Besides, you have been in the division for a long time, and all the officers and men in the division know you. If you are much better than me in controlling the army, and let you go to the city, I can't control the whole army in case of any accident. "

"But..." the commissar wanted to say something else, but I interrupted him. I waved my hand and said, "there's nothing but. It's settled. When you stay in the headquarters, you have more important things to do. In addition to reporting the situation here to the headquarters of the group army, you may also need to arrange for people to take in the scattered troops. "

"All right!" Hearing this, the commissar finally reluctantly agreed to my request. He took two steps aside and cried out, "Lt. Ramis, Lt. Ramis!"

"Here it is Lieutenant Ramis agreed loudly and ran out of a mud hut not far away. He ran up to us, saluted at attention, and then reported, "Lieutenant Ramis has been ordered to come. Please give us directions!"

The political commissar didn't beat around the Bush, and told him the task frankly: "Comrade lieutenant, Mr. o'shanina needs to get to the city immediately. You should accompany her in person. Remember to protect her life just like your own eyes. Now, you'll find a car first, and as soon as it arrives, you'll start

"Yes Ramis agreed, saluted again, turned and ran away.

While waiting for the bus, listening to the sound of guns coming from the direction of the city, I can't help but feel anxious. If wolos ramsk is lost, there will be a huge gap in the defense line of the 16th army. If the German army marched through this gap, it would be a great disaster for the group army without any reserves in the defense depth. Once the troops were encircled, Zhukov's elaborate defense line would collapse, and the German army would be able to reach Moscow. Although in my known history, the Moscow defense war ended with the victory of the Soviet army and the defeat of the German army, I dare not take this risk at this moment. Who can guarantee that history will not deviate because of the appearance of me as a pacer?

Seeing that the car didn't come, I said hello to the commissar and went back to the headquarters to get the gun. The submachine gun was on the table. I grabbed the body of the gun and was about to pick it up. However, I caught a glimpse of the telephone on the table. I couldn't help hesitating. Should I report the situation here to rokosovsky or Zhukov?

Hesitating again and again, I think it's better not to say. The situation is not clear at the moment. In addition to being reprimanded by them, reporting rashly will not help the situation at all. It's better to leave such a difficult matter to the political commissar. Thinking of this, I put on my submachine gun and hurried out of the headquarters.

When I went out, I saw a car parked outside. The commissar, Ramis and two soldiers were standing beside the car. When I saw the car I was going to take, I couldn't help being surprised. I made a circle around the car to make sure that I didn't see anything wrong. Instead of the common black car made by the Soviet Union, I stopped in front of an American jeep.

Seeing me circling around the car with a look of surprise on my face, the commissar patiently explained to me, "this is a car that our American allies have given us. It's called a jeep. Some time ago, when the front army issued US aid materials, they allocated one to our division. Let them drive you to the city later. "

The commissar helped me get into the co driver's seat of the jeep. Then he took my hand and said with concern, "Rita, you must come back alive!" My eyes can't help being a little wet. I can't speak for a moment, so I can only nod my head.

The driver drove so fast that he was close to the edge of the city in less than two minutes. On both sides of the road are collapsed houses and dark craters. There are also bodies and wounded soldiers lying upside down. The closer to the city, the more bodies and wounded soldiers there are. The German artillery bombardment has not stopped, from time to time there are roaring shells fell on the roadside, explosion, a lot of fleeing soldiers. See bursts of smoke from the front of the car, the smoke filled with a strong smell of blood. In my heart a burst of sadness, this is the war!

I couldn't stop to look at the wounded soldiers and bodies along the way and urged the driver to drive forward. I know it's dangerous, but I have to. Today's tragic scene is all caused by me. Besides, I'm acting as a division commander now. If I don't take the lead, I'll be looked down upon by the soldiers. I'm afraid I won't be able to command the whole army in the future. The car pulled out a section and stopped. The road in front of it had been blocked by bricks and stones. It was impossible to drive through, so we had to get off and walk. I walked in front with my submachine gun, followed by Ramis and two other soldiers. In front of a group of soldiers running face to face, Ramis came forward to seize a soldier and asked aloud: "which regiment are you from?" The soldier replied, "from the 2nd Battalion of the 1077 regiment." Hearing this number, I couldn't help but be overjoyed. I quickly went over and asked, "do you know where general leviagin is?"“ Yes, comrade commander! "“ Then take me. I'm looking for him The soldier looked at me and said nothing. He thought that he was thinking about whether it was necessary to accompany me back to the dangerous place“ This is our teacher, commander o'shanina Ramis looked at each other's indecision and immediately revealed my identity to him“ Sorry, I didn't know you were the teacher The soldier stood at attention and said, "Sir, I know where the general is. I'll take you there."“ OK, lead the way ahead As a result of the long-term suffering from the baptism of artillery fire, the whole city has almost become a piece of ruins, full of bricks and stones, debris, some blocks have become unrecognizable. The soldiers who led the way lost their way several times and led us around the ruins. It was getting dark. At last, the soldier who led the way cried excitedly. Then he pointed to a dilapidated building standing in the ruins not far ahead and said, "Sir, look at it. The general and his command post are in that house. "