Chapter 303

I stood up straight, half turned around, looked at the officers who were eager to give a try at the foot of the hillside, slowly raised the assault rifle in my hand, just wanted to shout in accordance with the routine: "brothers, for the motherland, for Stalin! Forward! ", Then, with a sharp wave of the gun forward, the troops surged to the enemy's position. Did not expect a sudden motor roar, my attention attracted in the past.

In the distance, a few black spots appeared first, and soon they became bigger and bigger. With the naked eye, we could see that it was our army's T34 tank. These tanks are forming a column, along the simple road, to our location.

"Comrade major, is it time for the troops to attack?" Perhaps it was to see that after I raised my gun, it would not fall down. Lieutenant akhromeyev, standing nearby, reminded me anxiously.

"Wait a minute, Lieutenant akhromeyev. Wait a minute. Don't rush to attack." I put down my gun hand slowly. I pointed to the tanks and said to him, "maybe these tanks can help us. Wait here. I'll meet their commander. " Then I ran down the slope.

I came to the middle of the road and waved my hands at the tank desperately to signal the tank driver to stop.

The leading tank stopped ten meters away from me, and then the tanks in the back also stopped in turn.

The top hatch of the tank turret was opened with a bang, and the upper part of a tank hand was out of the hatch. He was wearing a tank soldier's helmet, a black tank suit, two hands on the hatch, two eyes looking at me.

When I saw this tank soldier, I felt as if he was someone I knew. I'm thinking back to the time when I met him somewhere, he had climbed out of the tank and jumped out of the tank. He spread his arms and came to me, shouting excitedly: "Hello, comrade major! I didn't expect to see you again so soon. It's great to see the living you in front of me. "

"Captain vitorganov," I immediately thought of visiting relatives in Leningrad. When I returned, I returned with a tank unit, and the captain was the commander of the unit.

We didn't salute, we didn't shake hands, we just celebrated our reunion with hugs.

After separation, I asked captain vitorganov, "Comrade captain, where are you going?"

"At the command of the superior, assist the counter attack of the 194th regiment of the 65th infantry division of the 52nd army. Our task is to support the infantry attack with artillery fire. "

"That's a coincidence. We're here to help the 65th division counterattack." I took his hand, pointed to the hillside and said, "see? That hillside is our starting point. "

"Can I help you?" Asked the captain politely.

I nodded and said, "of course, we also need artillery or tank fire support. Otherwise, our hundreds of infantry without heavy weapons will die before they rush to the enemy's position. "

"Are those your subordinates?" The captain looked at the orderly line over there and suddenly exclaimed, "my God! Major, what unit are you commanding? They're all officers. They're all second lieutenants. After a battle, won't all the grassroots commanders of the army be wiped out? "

"Yes, that's why I sincerely ask for your help. I hope we can get the most results at the least cost. "

The captain said very simply, "Comrade major, it's easy. I have seven tanks. I'll leave two to cover your attack. I'll take the rest to assist the 194th regiment. "

"No way!" I refuted him, saying: "tanks can't be dispersed, they must be used in a centralized way, so as to maximize their combat effectiveness. I now order that all tanks be under my command and attack the enemy's positions from the hillside immediately. I will bring the officers and commandos to follow you. "

"But that would be against the orders of the superior!" Said the captain, somewhat embarrassed.

I knew what he was worried about, so I said, "Comrade captain, you don't have to worry. Anyway, you cooperate with the 194th regiment. The nature of your attack from the regiment headquarters is the same as that of your attack here. If there are any adverse consequences, I will bear them. You should know that the reason why I was able to serve as the top commander of this army was personally appointed by general meletskov, commander of the volhoff front army. "

Maybe I took meletskov out and held the captain down. He hesitated for a while, and finally he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet and said, "OK, that's it." He turned and got into the tank and quickly got into the turret.

"Comrade captain," as he closed the hatch, I reminded him loudly again, "your task is not to cover the attack with artillery fire, but to open the way ahead. Give full play to the tank's strong mobility and fierce firepower, quickly tear open a hole in the enemy's defense line, and cover the infantry to recover the lost positions. "

The captain saluted me and agreed loudly to close the hatch. Then the tank jumped forward and started.

I trotted along the side of the moving tank, waving my rifle hand, and shouting in the huge roar of the motor: "go ahead! Tank soldiers. forward! Go teach those damn Krauts a lesson. forward! Go and build up your immortal achievements

The captain's tank took the lead to rush to the top of the hillside, slowed down, buttocks a meal, a tank shell flew out. Then the front of the car went down and down the hill. The tanks that went up one after another were similar. When they got to the top of the slope, they fired one shot and then went down.

I almost ran up the hill behind the rear of the last tank. I stood on the top of the hill, raised my rifle high, and cried out the words in my mind: "all commanders and fighters, for our motherland! For Stalin! Forward! ~ ~ " After shouting, I waved my gun forward and headed down the slope.

Almost at the same time, there were two shouts: "the commanders and fighters of the second lieutenant training team, the future generals, for our honor, move forward! Go and teach those damned Krauts across the street a lesson

"Teach the company brothers, move forward! Destroy the enemy and build up our immortal meritorious service

Akhromeyev's words were more provocative than mine. Hundreds of officers chanted "Wula!" in unison They rushed up the slope with weapons in their hands, and rushed down over the top of the slope.

Although I was the first to go downhill, I was soon overtaken by the people behind me. Our charge was soon discovered by the enemy, who immediately turned the muzzle of the gun and fired at us. Bullets whizzed past my ears. From time to time, officers were shot and rolled down the hill from me.

Because the attack route was full of craters, our tanks had to go around one crater after another, which affected the attack speed and made the German firepower so rampant.

As soon as I ran down the hill, I jumped into the nearest crater. Just wanted to look out, but the roar of mortar shells made me shrink back. The shell exploded outside the crater, and the mud fell on my face. At the same time, a second lieutenant with blood all over his body fell into the crater. I went up to check and found that he had stopped breathing.

I poked my head out of the crater and saw that several more shells exploded in the charging line, overturning many officers. The rest of the officers jumped into the crater and fired at the opposite German army.

Looking at the casualties of the second lieutenant's training team and the instructor, I couldn't help but burst into a rage and yelled at the tanks: "Captain vitorganov, what are you doing? Why don't you fire?" I patronized and yelled, never thought that in the sound of guns and the roar of motors, except those officers and soldiers who were close to me, the captain in the tank, they could not hear me at all.

Perhaps it was captain vitorganov who found something wrong on the battlefield and gave the order in time. Seven tanks lined up and fired at the enemy's position at the same time. After a few shots, the German firepower and mortar positions were knocked dumb. The remaining two German artillery guns continued to fire. The shells landed near our tanks and exploded. The splashing shrapnel rattled the tanks, but did not cause any damage. A tank turned the turret, hit it, and submerged the two mortars in the smoke.

Seeing that the enemy's heavy firepower had been destroyed, the officers of the second lieutenant's training team and the training company climbed out of the crater one after another, shouting and charging forward. Led by them, the soldiers of the 194th regiment, who had been lying on the ground and firing guns at random, bravely stood up and rushed forward behind them with weapons.

Everyone is charging, and I'm not idle, but I'm not charging in a straight line with a gun like them. Although the distance is much closer, the risk factor is very high. On the battlefield, the first thing I have to learn is how to save my life. I climb out of one crater, jump into another crater and shoot at the chance.

The captain's tank troops pushed flat to the enemy's position. The fastest tank was only a few tens of meters away from the trench. We could see that it would cross the trench in more than ten seconds. Suddenly, a shell came from somewhere and hit the tank impartially. After the smoke dispersed, I found that the track of the tank was broken, the body was spinning at high speed in the same place, and then it slipped into a crater. The back half of the body was deeply sunk, the front half was high, and the long barrel pointed to the sky.

I looked around, looking for the direction of the shell. Soon I found that in the front right, there was an anti tank gun on the trench, and several people in helmets were busy. I set up my assault rifle, aimed at the soldier who was bending over and running fast with the shell in his arms, and pulled the trigger. After the gunshot, the soldier's head in helmet tilted back, took two more steps forward, knelt down on his knees, and tilted to the ground with the shell in his hand.

Another German soldier saw his comrades fall to the ground. He quickly got up and ran to him. He grabbed the shells from the dead soldiers and turned to run back to the gun position. As a result, he was knocked down by a bullet that came from nowhere and fell to the ground.

The antitank gun versus the tank depends on who moves fast. The anti tank gun didn't fire, and the captain's tank troops were not idle. The remaining six tanks fired at each other, and the gun position of the anti tank gun was razed to the ground.

Without the cover of heavy firepower, the enemy's will to resist was no longer tenacious, and some people began to run out of the trench and started to run far away. At first there were only a few people, then a dozen or so, and finally there was a great rout.

At the same time, the captain's tank unit stormed over the trench and pursued the enemy fleeing in the distance. Lieutenant akhromeyev and the second lieutenant's training team rushed into the breach and began to fight with the enemy entrenched in the trench. Then the captain of the training company swarmed in with the officers. Behind them, the soldiers of the 194th regiment overtook the enemy's trenches like the flood water that broke the dike, followed the tanks, and then launched a chase.

At the end of the battle, the soldiers of the 194th regiment and the tank unit of captain vitorganov were left to guard, and I returned to the original assembly site with more than half of the wounded officers. At this time, meletzkov has been waiting for us there for a long time. Seeing us coming back, he came up and gave me a warm hug, then patted me on the shoulder and said loudly, "good job, comrades commander, you are all good job!" His hand strength is too big, a slap down, half of my shoulder shock numb, when his second slap down, I cleverly flash away. I thought that your first slap almost made me a one armed God. If you slap me again, I will become Venus“ Comrade general, we are back! " At this time, general Yakovlev, commander of the 52nd group army, and Colonel koshevoy, commander of the 65th division, came together from a distance and helped me out. The general walked up to meletskov and first gave me a salute. Then he said to meletskov, "Comrade General, major oshanina is an excellent commander with fighting spirit. It's wrong to leave such a commander in the headquarters. Let her stay in our 52nd army. We need such a commander. "“ Yes, comrade commander of the front army. " "I beg you to let her stay with me," echoed Colonel kosewoi! You also know that in the battle just now, the head of the 195th regiment died! I want her, major o'shanina, to be the commander. "“ I am the commander of the front army, and has the final say. " Meletskov interrupted him, muttering: "the Colonel wants to order the general to do something. It's nonsense." He looked at me and asked, "major oshanina, what's your plan?"“ I am at the command of the senior general. " I hope in my heart that meletzkov will promise to keep me in the 52nd group army, so that I can avoid the fate of taking office in the 2nd shock group army. I don't know what's going on. Just thinking about Vlasov and the second shock group army these days, I feel flustered. Meletskov reached out to me and said, "show me your transfer." I was overjoyed to hear that he wanted to see the transfer order. It seems that I have a chance to stay in the 65th division as the commander. He took the folded order out of his coat pocket and handed it to meletzkov in both hands. Meletzkov took the order, opened it and looked at it only once. His face suddenly changed. He rewrote the transfer order and gave it back to me. With regret, he said to Yakovlev and koshevoy, "the transfer order of major oshanina to the 2nd shock group army is issued by the supreme command, and I have no right to change it."