Chapter 292

The successful enemy plane made a beautiful turn in the air and then turned around to dive down. At the same time, a bomb was dropped. The bomb landed in the middle of the sled Trailer dragging the tank turret. After the explosion, the towing cable was broken, and the sled made of logs was blown to pieces. The chariot horse fell down with a sad cry, and the soldiers on the chariot were lifted into the air by the blast. Then they fell heavily on the ice, and the turret spun and slid across the road on the smooth ice, It stopped only after several small ice piles collapsed.

The tanks that have unloaded their turrets lose all their fighting power. On the open ice, they are the targets of enemy planes. I opened the door and jumped down from the bridge. No wonder I was hiding. As I ran forward, I yelled, "hide, hide. Don't stay in the car, get out of the car

When the enemy plane pulled up again, our air defense firepower opened fire.

First, I heard that there was an anti-aircraft machine gun nearby, firing fiercely at enemy planes in the air. Then I heard the rumble of the guns. The shells of the antiaircraft guns exploded in the air, forming a barrage around the enemy planes. It must be the women's antiaircraft gun company firing.

In order to avoid the artillery fire, the enemy plane pulled up to a higher altitude and completed the turning dive. Although the anti-aircraft artillery firepower won us a short time, it was precious enough for most of the soldiers of the transport team to escape from the car and disperse behind the ice pile on the side of the road to avoid the attack of enemy planes.

I was lying behind a pile of ice on the side of the road, watching the enemy plane dive down for the third time. With an airborne machine gun, the bridge of a truck was riddled with holes, and then it caught fire. Fortunately, the driver had already escaped, otherwise his life would be in danger now.

After attacking the transport convoy, the enemy plane turned around and flew to the air defense position of the women's antiaircraft artillery company. After repeated diving and strafing bombing, the enemy plane was concentrated by shrapnel, dragging black smoke to the distance.

This air raid caused a great loss to the tank units. Just now, I saw with my own eyes in the distance that two trucks were destroyed by the airborne machine guns of the enemy plane and a sled trailer was blown up. When we counted the losses in the past, we found that many tank drivers also died in the air raid. They drove for more than ten kilometers in the cab of the tank without any shelter, and the people were frozen, so that it was impossible for them to complete the simple action of escaping from the tank when they suddenly encountered an air raid, and the sacrifice was very miserable and not worth it. Several sacrificial tank drivers lay on the ground, their faces seemed to be wearing an ice mask, their hands stretched forward, and they still kept their original driving posture.

Due to the reimbursement of two trucks, the extra tank soldiers could not sit down, so Azarov's truck was also temporarily requisitioned. Capt. vitorganov asked me if he could let soldiers without cars get on my car. I asked in a low voice, "Comrade captain, how are the casualties in the army?"

The captain bowed his head and answered with some frustration, "no, it's not small. The tank unit originally had 20 tanks and 80 fighters, plus maintenance and logistics personnel, with a total number of 185. In the air raid just now, 15 people were killed and 26 wounded. "

"Will it affect the combat effectiveness of the troops?"

"No, comrade major." The captain looked up at me and said in a determined voice, "if necessary, our maintenance and logistics personnel can fight. They can drive and operate tanks."

The damaged cars, sleds and turrets were left on the side of the road, and the surviving tank unit continued to move towards its destination.

When passing by the station of the women's antiaircraft artillery company, Azarov pulled over to the side of the road and said, "Comrade commander, you are here."

I patted him on the shoulder and said, "Azarov, you are very brave today. Good job!" Then he reached out to him and said, "I hope to see you again soon. Good luck!"

After shaking hands, I pushed the door open, jumped on the ice, waved to him, turned and walked to the camp.

Walking, I feel something is wrong. In the smoke, I smell a strong smell of blood. Is there anyone injured or killed in the air raid? Thinking of this, instead of going back to the tent, I ran directly to the air defense position.

Around the chest high snow wall, I was stunned by the sight. Three antiaircraft guns were smashed, holes were all over the ice, and pieces of wood from some ammunition boxes were still burning. An open space, placed in a row of neat bodies, it is estimated that these are a few anti-aircraft gun soldiers. Some of the women soldiers who did not die were searching for the broken limbs and arms of their sisters, and some were carrying ammunition boxes.

I don't know which sharp eyed female soldier found me standing on one side and cried out: "the major is back." Then he ran to me. Her cry did not arouse the reaction of the women soldiers, who were still busy with their work. But when she threw herself into my arms and burst out crying, she excited the other women soldiers. They all came up with a hula.

It was Naya who fell into my arms. I put my arms around her and asked softly, "what's going on?"

But Naya didn't respond to my words. She just kept crying. I asked again, but she didn't answer me.

When I looked around, all the women soldiers were black and covered with smoke. It seemed that the battle just now must have been very cruel. I yelled at them, "who can tell me what just happened?"

"Comrade major," a second lieutenant officer came over from among the female soldiers, saluted me and reported, "please speak louder. Many girls are deafened by the bomb." I saw in front of me was lieutenant Ye Lianna, the platoon leader of Naya. I raised my voice and asked again. Now, ye Lianna heard my question clearly and answered aloud, "report major, there was a convoy of enemy planes attacking the transport line just now. After our company found out, in order to cover the transport team, we decisively opened fire on the enemy aircraft and injured them in the battle. But when the enemy planes attacked the air defense positions, they destroyed our three anti-aircraft guns with bombs. "Speaking of this, she lowered her head, pointed to the position where the bodies were placed, and her voice went down in a low voice." many sisters died with honor. "“ What about the company commander and the instructor? " Did not see kirianova and Orlova, I can not help flustered, asked: "still alive?"“ I'm still alive, but I'm all injured. " Hearing that they were still alive, I was relieved. I let go of Naya in my arms and told ye Lianna, "Comrade lieutenant, take me to see them." Ye Lianna took me to a snow wall and found the company commander and instructor of the female soldier company. Kirianova's head was bandaged, her back against the snow wall, her hands over her face, and her shoulders trembled desperately. The instructor, Orlova, stood beside her, one hand stroking her head, while the other bandaged arm was hung on her chest with a Trichet. My arrival immediately attracted Orlova's attention. She moved her hand away from kirianova's head, saluted me, and said aloud, "report major comrade, women's antiaircraft artillery company..." I interrupted her report, gently touched her arm hanging on her chest, and asked with concern, "how is the injury?"“ It doesn't matter. I've been hit by shrapnel. I only hurt some bones. I'll be fine soon. " I patted her on the shoulder, then looked down and asked kirianova, "how are you?" Kiriyanova looked up at me with no brilliance in her eyes. She murmured to herself, "German planes dropped bombs, and many female soldiers died. Just now I found that the enemy plane was attacking the transport convoy. I immediately ordered the women soldiers to fight. When the enemy plane dived and strafed, no one retreated. They all stuck to the gun position and fought tenaciously... "He said here, his head fell to the ground. The women soldiers did not know when they came around and fainted the company commander. They went up one after another to help him. I handed the rifle in my hand to Orlova, and a few women soldiers raised kiriyanova hand in hand. I looked at the women soldiers in front of me with approval and said aloud, "good job! Girls, you are all good! I'll take credit for you. " Then he said to the women soldiers who were carrying kirianova with me, "now, let's carry your hero's company commander back to the tent."