Chapter 134

Leviagin came up to me, patted me on the shoulder and said friendly, "don't be so polite. I'm saving my own life, too." After a pause, he asked, "what are your plans for the next step?"

"Call the Commissar. I want to ask him how the whole situation of the army is now." As the head of a division, although I stay at the front to command the operation, I still need to grasp the situation of the whole army in time.

"Rita, you finally called. What's the situation over there? " As soon as the telephone was put through, the anxious voice of political commissar yegorov came from the opposite side.

"I'm fine. The troops are fighting the enemy tenaciously." I answered vaguely, so that he would not worry. Then I asked, "what's the situation with the troops withdrawn from the city?"

"In accordance with your order, the 1073 regiment held fast in the fortifications built outside the city, and had just repulsed a German attack. As a reserve, the 1075 regiment is in the process of rest

"How many troops are there in the two regiments?" What I care about is how many troops can be mobilized at present.

"As a result of the long fighting, the two regiments have lost more than half of their lives. Although they have been supplemented several times in the middle of the battle, at present, there are only 1900 people left in the 1073 regiment and 2300 in the 1075 regiment, with a total force of only over 4000." The political commissar should have kept these data in mind. When he heard my question, he immediately gave me an unambiguous answer.

If people who do not know the inside information hear these data, they will be complacent and think that the organizational structure of the troops is almost complete. However, the actual situation is that the initial staffing of these regiments was 5000, and they were supplemented several times in the middle. The actual strength of each regiment should be more than 10000, but now only one fifth of them are left. It can be imagined how cruel the battles they have experienced.

When I was calculating the troops, the political commissar's voice came again. He said with concern, "Rita, I think you should just withdraw from the city. Your position is in the division headquarters, not just like ordinary soldiers. You should stay in the front line and fight face to face with the enemy

"Yes, sir." Leviagin, who was standing nearby, probably heard the commissar's words and helped him persuade me: "the troops here are under my command. You can go back to the command post with ease."

"No, not yet." I frowned and said firmly, "the enemy's attack will begin. I will stay until the soldiers beat them back."

After hanging up the phone, I waved to leviagin, interrupted what he wanted to say, and explained: "you don't have to say, the soldiers are bleeding. As their division commander, I can't leave my combat post at this time."

My words seemed to move everyone present, but only I knew in my heart that it was just a high-profile singing. It was a joke. There was such a fierce fight outside. If I wanted to withdraw from the building at this time, I would be shot into a sieve by the German army before I ran far away. I would not take this risk.

"Well, let's go outside and have a look." In order to prevent them from going on, I took the initiative to change the topic. When I got up, I habitually went to get the submachine gun on the table, but I caught it empty. Then I remembered that I had already thrown it somewhere when I ran for my life.

Although I had no weapons, I took the lead in going out. As soon as I opened the door, the sound of gunfire outside suddenly became clearer. A group of soldiers with live ammunition ran in front of me and went to support the place where they were fighting.

I went back to the observation point just now and found that the wall of a corridor had been collapsed by the shell, and several soldiers were lying on the bricks and stones and shooting out. I stood by the window and looked out carefully. I found that the German tanks were approaching downstairs, and there were also two armored vehicles, covering hundreds of German soldiers coming towards us.

Looking at the approaching tanks, I can't help but feel nervous. Our army doesn't have any decent anti tank weapons. In the face of such a huge thing, the soldiers can only rush to blast it with burning bottles. But under the enemy's attack, do they have such a chance?

When I was daydreaming, suddenly there was a dull explosion downstairs. I looked out again and found a thick smoke coming out of the track on the right side of the German tank.

"That's great. The Krauts' tanks are on our mines." There was leviagin's excited voice.

"What's the matter?" I asked the general standing opposite me.

"The tank pressed on the mine We laid. Although it was only an infantry mine, if it happened to hit an important part of the tank, it would still be finished."

As if to make a note of his words, the top cover of the smoking tank slammed open and two tankers in black uniforms climbed out of it. Without waiting for them to jump out of the tank, a fat soldier held out his gun from the window beside me and swept at them. The tank hand suddenly burst out countless blood, the body shook a few, then fell on the tank.

The machine gunner on the armored car in the back raised his machine gun and shot at us fiercely. Stormy bullets hit the walls and window frames, and a bouncing bullet flew past my ear, which scared me to shrink my head and hide behind the wall. The fat soldier who shot was not so lucky. A series of bullets hit him fairly. His body froze, his weapon fell to the ground, and then he fell on his back, lying motionless on the ground.

Seeing this soldier sacrifice in front of me, I didn't have the slightest emotion fluctuation. Maybe I saw more life and death, and became numb to these things. When the enemy stopped shooting at us, I went out to see the situation again. The armored car has been driven to the side of the damaged tank, and the machine guns on it are frantically suppressing the fire of our army. When I saw the arrogant expression of the German machine gunner, I couldn't help bleeding. I rushed to leviagin next to him and said, "Comrade General, find me a rifle." Soon a rifle was handed over from the other soldiers. I put it on the windowsill and aimed it in the direction of the armored car. I almost didn't aim at it, so I pulled the trigger directly. With the sound of the gun, the machine gun hands back, and then the whole person will lie on the machine gun“ What a good shot, sir Leviagin praised me“ Help me load the bullet. " Instead of answering, I handed him the gun. I didn't have a Farah bolt in one hand. While the general was loading me, I looked down with a telescope. Another armored car was parked far away, and an officer was directing the troops to rush up. Looking through the telescope, I think the officer looks familiar. He seems to have seen him somewhere. Before I could figure it out, leviagin had handed over the rifle. I took the gun, put it on the windowsill again, and tried to kill the German commander. I was surprised to find that the officer had disappeared from my view.