In April, the snow melts and the roads become muddy.
Without the cover of tanks, the German army launched two attacks with infantry on the position of the eighth company, both of which ended by dropping dozens of corpses in front of the position and retreating in ashes.
After the German attack on our battalion stopped, the direction of attack turned to 131 regiment on the other side of the lake.
Standing on the position, I could see clearly with binoculars that after the German army's fierce artillery attack, the attacking troops surged to the position of 131 regiment, soon overtook the first line of defense of the Soviet army and continued to attack the second line of defense. Blocked by the powerful firepower of the defending Soviet troops, they retreated into the first line of defense like a ebb tide. The Soviet army took the opportunity to launch a counter charge and rushed to the first line of defense in an attempt to quickly restore the lost position. However, the Soviet counterattack was crushed by the German resistance and forced to withdraw to the second line of defense. As soon as they withdrew, the German army immediately pursued them, trying to seize the second position.
In this way, the Soviet army retreated from the German attack, or the German army retreated from the Soviet counterattack, and the two sides launched a cruel tug of war between the two lines of defense, with the bodies of the enemy and us lying in the middle of the two army positions.
Because it was separated by a wide lake, and our battalion had no heavy equipment such as artillery, it was unable to provide the necessary firepower support for the garrison, so we had to stand by and stare anxiously, which was not helpful at all.
This tug of war lasted for more than 20 days. On the contrary, it seems that we have become a corner forgotten by the Germans. Not only did the German army not launch an attack, but also the daily shelling stopped. Since there is such a rare quiet day, I am not idle. Every day I urge the eighth company to rush to repair the fortifications.
On the afternoon of April 23, I was lying in the trench with sergeant yemeryanov, watching the fighting with binoculars. All of a sudden, Lieutenant miducci ran up to me and stood at attention behind me. He reported, "Comrade major, there is a call for you in the company headquarters. It's from the superior commander. The company commander asked me to ask you to answer it."
I stood up, handed the telescope in my hand to yemeryanov, and asked miducci, "Comrade lieutenant, do you know who is calling?"
The second lieutenant shrugged, spread his hand and said, "I don't know. When I passed the company command post just now, I was stopped by lieutenant ugad, who said in a loud voice, "Comrade second lieutenant, go quickly and ask the major to answer the phone. It's from the commander at the higher level." Then I came
When I heard that it was a call from my superior, I guessed in my heart that there was some big action, and I didn't dare to delay any more. I went to the company command post at once.
Lieutenant ugad saw me enter the door, covered the receiver and whispered to me, "it's the leader's phone." Then he handed me the microphone.
I took the phone and just asked, "Hello, this is major o'shanina. Who are you The other side immediately came a familiar voice: "what, who? I'm lieutenant commander hobby. Comrade major, I have two things to inform you. I hope you will be psychologically prepared first. "
Originally, I was in a stable state of mind. After hearing what he said, I knew that something must have happened, and I was a little flustered.
"Hello, comrade major. Are you still listening to me? "
"I'm listening, comrade commander. Please tell me something. "
"Both things are very important. First, the volhoff front army has been withdrawn today, reduced to the volhoff group, and is under the leadership of the Leningrad front army. That is to say, from today on, we are under the command of commander Huojin of the Leningrad front army. " When he talked about it, his voice was steady, as if he was used to this kind of organizational adjustment“ Second, commander Huojin plans to launch an attack from your camp position tomorrow, striving to break through the enemy position opposite and attract the enemy's attention, so as to relieve the pressure on the 131st regiment. "
I'm surprised to hear that we are going to attack tomorrow. It's so sudden. There's no sign in advance. With a bitter face, I complained to lieutenant commander habi: "Comrade commander, our battalion has only more than 200 people, and there are no heavy weapons. Maybe there is no problem in defense. It is an impossible task to attack the opposite German."
Hearing my worry, lieutenant commander habi said faintly, "your battalion's mission is just to hold the ground. The offensive task is in the charge of the team sent by the headquarters of the front army. "
"I fully understand, comrade commander." When I heard that I didn't need our battalion to attack, I felt at ease and finally asked, "when will the attack start?"
"At six tomorrow morning." With that, commander hobby hung up.
I put the microphone aside, and after listening to it for a long time, ugad couldn't wait to ask, "Comrade major, are we going to attack?"
I nodded and said, "tomorrow we will attack the enemy on the opposite side to relieve the pressure on the 131st regiment. The attack is carried out by the troops sent by the headquarters of the front army, and our task is to hold our position well. "
Because of the muddy road, in order to avoid the pain of running back and forth, I lived in the company headquarters of the eighth company that night. I was lying on the March bed in the corner with my clothes, closed but unable to sleep, thinking about tomorrow's attack.
Finally in the hazy into a dream, but wugade wake up. He called in a low voice, "Comrade major, wake up, wake up. The offensive troops are coming
I sat up, raised my hand and looked at my watch. It was only five o'clock. I rubbed my face with my hands and asked ugad in a low voice, "Comrade lieutenant, do you know who is leading the team?"
"I see. It's the commander who leads the team. He's going up the hill
Commander habi came. I didn't dare to neglect him. I got up and ran to the gate of the command post.
As soon as I got out of the command post, I found it was raining outside. Is hesitating whether to go back to take a raincoat, a thick raincoat with a hat has been draped in the body. Looking back, there was lieutenant ugad standing behind him. He was wearing a raincoat. I gave him a grateful smile, put on my raincoat, and went down the trench to meet Lieutenant Colonel harpy.
In a short time, I met commander habi with two soldiers. I immediately stood at attention, saluted him and reported to him, "Comrade commander, major oshanina is at your command!"
"Have the minefields at the front of the position been cleared?" Asked Lieutenant Colonel hobby suddenly and inexplicably.
"Report, comrade commander," I said with a bit of embarrassment, "because of the German shelling, the minefield in front of the position, and almost no mines without explosions."
He didn't ask why he didn't mine again. Instead, he asked, "is there a heavy machine gun in the position?"
Ugard stepped forward and replied, "there are two Maxim 1910 heavy machine guns."
"Pull over and put it there." Said Lieutenant Colonel hobby, pointing to a trench not far away.
"Yes Ugad agreed and turned to carry out the order.
"Comrade commander, where are the attacking troops?" As soon as the lieutenant left, I couldn't wait to ask.
Commander harpy didn't talk nonsense. He said, "come with me." Took me to the entrance of the traffic ditch on the uphill, pointed down the slope and said, "look, they're all there."
I looked down the slope. There were more than 30 trucks with awnings in the open space. They were wearing brand-new Khaki cotton uniforms and cotton caps. Soldiers with empty hands were jumping out of the trucks one after another. At the loud command of the helmeted commanders, the soldiers quickly formed a neat line. At the end of the assembly, with a new command, the collective stood at attention, and the army boots splashed with mud.
The next scene, I was stunned. Another truck came and stopped at the front of the line. Several commanders went over, took the rifles handed down from the carriage, and distributed them to the soldiers standing nearby.
After the weapons were distributed, a commander, holding a military flag high, led the way to the hillside. Then the commanders, who were giving orders, pulled out their pistols and waved away the soldiers who had just picked up their guns.
I pointed to the soldiers who were coming towards the hillside and asked commander habi, "is this our attack team?"
"Yes." Habi replied very simply, "they will charge directly to the enemy's position."
"But, comrade commander." I can't help but remind the commander in front of me, "it's a joke to launch an attack on the enemy's position with troops like this without formation, firepower cover and enough ammunition."
Commander hobby turned his head, looked at me coldly, and said solemnly, "don't you know that the orders of the superior are not allowed to be discussed? The duty of a soldier is to obey orders! What you have to do now is to urge your troops to defend their positions so that the Germans will not take the opportunity to counter attack. "
I had no choice but to come to attention and answer loudly, "yes, I will obey orders and hold my position firmly."
The troops slowly entered the starting position along the traffic trench. When they passed me, I was surprised to find that these soldiers in new uniforms were all Asian faces. Why are they all Asian? I can't think about it. I vaguely remember that in 1940, the Anti Japanese Federation in Northeast China retreated to the territory of the Soviet Union for training, and was reorganized into the 88th infantry brigade of the far east front army of the Soviet Union, also known as the 88th international brigade.
Thinking of this, I grabbed a soldier who passed by me and asked in a loud voice, "is it a Chinese comrade from the 88 international brigade?" For fear of revealing my identity, I asked in Russian instead of Chinese.
The soldier looked at me blankly, shook his head and continued to follow the army.
I sighed. It seems that this man doesn't understand Russian and can't understand what I'm saying. I grabbed another soldier and asked, but I still didn't get any answers.
Seeing that the troops had assembled and the heavy machine guns were in place, Lieutenant Colonel habi took the red flag from the commander and handed it to a middle-aged soldier with a short, round face. Then he stood up with an ammunition box, pointed to the German position in front of him and yelled to all the people, "today that forest will be the grave of the Germans, showing the bravery of the Soviet army to the cowards of Germany, Soldiers, March
As he raised his hand to the enemy positions in the direction of a wave, the assembled troops issued a shout: "Wula! Wula Then he climbed out of the trench and rushed down the hill.
I can't help sighing when I see this unit without any firepower behind a red flag rushing towards the enemy's position. It's an attack. It's just death. They are the death squads to the letter, the troops to the death.
The enemy's position was 800 meters away from us. In just three minutes, the troops had already crossed half the distance, but the German position was still quiet. There was an illusion that our attack was too sudden for the Germans to notice. It was almost four o'clock in April. In broad daylight, if the enemy didn't respond to such a big operation of the Soviet army, there were usually only two situations. One was that there were no Germans in the forest, and they all withdrew; Second, all the Germans are deaf and blind. Then it turned out that the Germans were neither blind nor deaf, nor had they withdrawn from the forest, and they had been waiting for their chance. When the attacking troops were two or three hundred meters away from the edge of the forest, the German mortars opened fire. This sudden fire attack, immediately will have been a breath of relief to drive the death team hit dizzy. Mortar shrapnel whistling around, like a sharp scythe of death, will cut down the soldiers one by one, limbs and mud splashed together, rifles to blow into parts. The raised soil fell down and hit the soldiers who had been lying down and hiding. In an instant, they became mud monkeys. Fortunately, the soldiers who were not bombed by shells or lying in craters continued to rush forward with rifles, pulling the trigger at the enemy's positions from time to time. When the soldiers rushed 100 meters away from the forest, all kinds of German guns, rifles, light machine guns, heavy machine guns, and even officers' pistols were fired. In such a close distance, such a dense offensive team, there is absolutely no reason not to hit. The German army kept on shooting, which made people splash blood and scream to the ground. Soon, our attack was restrained by the German army, and the lucky soldier turned around and ran back crying. When they were 400 meters away from the position, commander habi ordered the two heavy machine guns on the position to open fire. Intensive fire in the middle of the retreating soldiers, two bloody hutongs were quickly and forcefully ploughed out“ Cease fire, cease fire, cease fire I rushed to the side of the heavy machine gun and yelled at several machine gun shooters.