Chapter 551

I held out my hand to shake with him and said in good faith: "Comrade stationmaster, you are an important position here, but why didn't the superior provide you with security forces? You know, if we had been a little late just now, you would have been ruined by the Germans. "

When I heard this, Shah Lowe Jef said with a face, "in fact, the lieutenant colonel has provided us with a platoon of infantry. Before that, I discussed with the technical assistant comrades that the maintenance station was located behind our army, and that security could be guaranteed. Instead of letting the soldiers of a platoon do nothing here every day, they should be sent to more important places. In this way, the infantry of that platoon were transferred after only two days

When shaking hands with me, young technical assistant martnovich also took the initiative to explain: "in fact, our place is very hidden and the enemy will not find it. Today's battle was an accident. "

After shaking hands with them, I asked casually, "which factory were you in Stalingrad?"

Unexpectedly, after listening to my question, they looked at each other with a smile. The stationmaster answered me with pride: "we are all from the tractor factory in Stalingrad. Before the war, a quarter of the tractors in the country were produced by our factory. After the outbreak of the war, our production line has been converted to produce tanks for our army. " At this point, he pointed to the T-34 tank without tracks in the middle of the scrap metal and said to me, "see? That tank is also produced by our factory. "

Looking at the workers standing next to the tank, I couldn't help laughing, and then jokingly said to them: "stationmaster, technical assistant comrades, your workers' shooting level is not very good. I was just on the hillside in the distance and saw this tank shooting at the enemy all the time, but it seems that few shells hit the target. "

Standing in Changsha, loviev blushed with shame again and quickly explained to me: "Comrade commander, you don't know that our workers didn't have special shooting training. The two repairmen who were shooting in the tank just now were the repairmen who repaired the engine of the tank. They can shoot the shells out of the gun bore, which is very amazing."

At this time, Oleg came to me and whispered, "Comrade division, the prisoners have been interrogated. They said that they were searching for a tank that attacked their camp last night and following the track tracks on the ground."

"Tank, what tank?" Oleg's words puzzled me. Was it because of the bad luck of looking for a tank of our army that the enemy ran into the repair station of our army by mistake?

"Did the German say it was to find a tank?" Technical assistant martnovich interjected. When he saw Oleg nodding his head to confirm, he slapped himself on the thigh and exclaimed, "my God, I finally understand how the enemy came here." Then he called out to the workers standing next to the tank, "liaonka, come here."

With his shouts, a bearded worker came to us from the tank. Seeing our commanders and his leaders standing together, I can't help but feel a little flustered. Seeing that he was at a loss, malgenovic was so angry that he slapped him on the back of the head and said angrily, "liaoenka, tell the commanders what you experienced last night."

Liao enka scratched the back of his head and laughed sheepishly. Then he began to tell us the story of last night: "last night, I rode a motorcycle to the renok area for inspection. As we all know, there was a battle there yesterday, and there must be damaged tanks on the battlefield. I was lucky to find a tank of our army At this point, he said to the T-34, "here it is."

"Go on, comrade lionka." Perhaps afraid that he would take the topic far away, the stationmaster couldn't help urging him.

"I stopped the motorcycle, opened the top hatch and drilled the tank. Looking around, the captain of the tank was lying beside the gun, covered with blood, and the driver was seriously injured. I'm a tank repairer, but I'm not a health worker, and I don't have a first-aid kit on me, so I can only let them bear it for a while. After I repair it, I'll drive the tank back and send them to the health camp.

I was fixing the trouble when there was a sudden noise outside. I looked out and saw that it was the German who drove a tractor and tied it to our tank with a steel cable to pull it to their position. I wanted to teach these Germans a lesson, but the turret was stuck, the machine gun bullets were gone, and the tank soldiers' grenades were gone.

At this time, what should we do? Do you want to stay in the tank and be a prisoner when towed to the German position, or rush out to fight bravely with the enemy and kill them with a dagger? However, after consideration, I feel that neither of these two methods is desirable. We need to find a way out of danger, so I implore several tank soldiers not to act rashly and wait patiently for me to repair the tank.

When I was repairing the tank, a tank soldier with minor injuries lit me up with a flashlight. Although I tried to keep calm, the hand holding the wrench was shaking. In addition, our tanks were dragged by German tractors and bumped badly on the rough road, which made it more difficult to repair.

I thought to myself at that time, it's over. If we can't fix it again, we will really become German prisoners. So I took a deep breath and tried my best to say to myself in my heart: liaoenka, it's OK. There's no German devil here. It's my own people outside. The tractor is towing this tank. What you need to repair is just a few common small problems on the tank. When I think about it, I'm back to my old calm. After a while, the tank was repaired.

The driver, who had been seriously injured, got into his position, started the tank and rushed to the enemy's tractor, smashing it into a pile of scrap iron. Then he rushed into the enemy's position and rolled it back and forth, flattening the enemy's trenches. When I see this scene, I don't know how happy I am. "

"How did the tank become like this?" I also learned from the repairman to talk to tankanunu and asked, "it looks like you ran over a mine on your way back."

"Let me explain this," technical assistant martnovich said sheepishly. "Comrade commander, you also know that it is inevitable for people to be dizzy and neurotic when they are in a state of tension for a long time. When we saw the tank coming to our repair station, because it was already midnight, the workers on duty didn't see it was our tank, so they rushed up with a bunch of grenades and blew it up.

The sound of the explosion woke us up from our sleep. Everyone rushed out of the shed and rushed to the explosion site to see what happened. When the flashlight was shining, we found that the workers on duty had made a big mistake and blew up their tanks as German tanks.

After waking up, Liao enka helped several wounded tank soldiers climb out of the tank. While wiping the bloodstain on his face, the tank commander scolded fiercely: "are you crazy, even your own tanks are blown up?". Since you've blown it up, you'll be responsible for repairing it.

After we sent the wounded away, we towed the tank into the repair station with a tractor for repair. Unexpectedly, just in the middle of our repair work, the enemy suddenly attacked us. " At this point, he looked at us gratefully, then said: "fortunately you arrived in time, otherwise the repair station is really dangerous."

"What is the enemy's intention to drag our tanks back to their position?" I "have," shaloviev continued, "when the enemy came straight at our maintenance station, the workers dropped their tools, grabbed their guns and grenades, ran to the individual bunker outside, and opened fire on the enemy with light weapons. You know, we don't have any fighting experience at all. We just fight with the Germans wholeheartedly as we work. But the cunning devils kept firing mortars before they rushed up, causing us heavy casualties. There were more than 20 workers who died bravely in this way. "

"Comrade commander, please come to the shed for me. I have something to show you." Technical assistant martnovich sent me a sincere invitation.

I followed him into the shed, around the lathe stained with martyrs' blood, and came to a workbench. This worktable is supported by six steel pipes, a huge steel plate, which is used by fitters to process small parts. Around the steel plate, which is two meters long and one meter wide and one inch thick, seven or eight vises of different sizes are fixed. In front of one of the vises, a fitter was filing a small part on the jaw with a file.

Martnovich pointed to the table and said to me, "Comrade commander, please have a look."

I follow the direction of his fingers to see, only in the surface of the iron plate, densely covered with grooves, it seems to be full of names. A closer look, it is really full of people's names, I carefully counted, there are 47 names. Although I didn't reach out to touch it, according to the heat from the steel plate, I knew that these names had not been engraved for a long time, so I turned to ask martnovich: "Comrade technical assistant, how did these names be engraved on the steel plate?"

He pointed back and said, "that's it."

I turned my head to see it, and I was startled. On a hand cart not far away, a bottle of oxygen and a bottle of acetylene were placed side by side. You should know that in the safety regulations of the Chinese dynasty, the safety distance between these two kinds of things is 10 meters, not placed side by side. Fortunately, it was not hit by German shrapnel just now, otherwise, the shed might have been razed to the ground.

I secretly moved to the side, and then asked martnovich: "Comrade technical assistant, whose names are all engraved on your steel plate with gas welding gun?"

"Who else?" The busy fitter took over the topic and said, "of course, it's the name of everyone in our repair station. But not to mention, the gas welding skill of the technical assistant is really good. He burns and carves very carefully. Every letter burns very clearly and deeply, but the steel plate is not burned through at all. " Speaking of this, the fitter knocked a line of words with his file and said to me, "Comrade commander, you see, he also engraved" die for the Soviet motherland ", and the date after that is tomorrow. He firmly believes that we can fight with the enemy here one day and one night. "

"Comrade commander, I think Comrade technical assistant is right." Maybe I was afraid that I would blame martnovich. Standing in Changsha, loviev took the opportunity to stand up and say good words for him, "you know, he engraved our names on the steel plate, even if we all died, it would not be unknown. This proof is the most reliable, and no one can erase it. Even if investigators from the Ministry of interior come to have a look in the future, they will suddenly realize that these workers in the maintenance station have died for their motherland, rather than being captured or missing by the enemy. "

"Comrade shaloviev and Comrade martnovich, the workers in your maintenance station are good. I will report what happened here to the superior and ask them to send security forces here to ensure the safety of your maintenance station. " Hearing what I said, neither the stationmaster nor the technical assistant raised any objection, because today's bloody facts have taught them that the necessary security force is indispensable in this kind of workshop. As they are subordinate to the headquarters of the front army, I personally have no right to send troops to guard them. I can only report the situation to the group army and report it to them. The final decision on whether to send troops is still in the hands of the commander of the front army. Although there were only less than 20 people left in the maintenance station, they obviously knew something about this rigid and cumbersome procedure. After I said these words, they did not ask me to leave the troops to guard them temporarily. Originally, I wanted to turn around and leave, but Lieutenant Morozov, who had just arrived, said in my ear: "Comrade division, are we going to leave like this? Is this the way to leave our workers' brothers to the Germans who may appear at any time? " After hearing this, I changed my mind and stayed for the time being. I asked my subordinates to help the workers of these maintenance stations strengthen their defense. The shooting level of the workers is obvious to all. It's a waste of bullets to let them shoot against the enemy, so I didn't leave the captured German weapons to them. Instead, they asked Oleg, Pugachev and Morozov, together with their respective subordinates, to remove all the mines captured from the vehicles and help workers lay out minefields near the maintenance stations. With the help of the three commanders, the soldiers moved all the land mines from the vehicle, and together with the workers, laid a large number of mines that could control the initiation on the road leading to the maintenance station. In order to make these mines more powerful than bombs, workers put screws, nails and fragments of tank armor on the mines. Anyway, there are a lot of scrap metal here. In addition, the soldiers connected the individual bunker outside, turning it into a trench around the maintenance station. Then maltenovic personally welded several armor plates to the trolleys, so that everyone could hide behind them and shoot or throw grenades at the Germans. After all this, it was dark. I declined shaloviev's invitation to stay, and led the soldiers back to the parking place, ready to rush to the garrison of the guard division and join the troops led by major chejerikov. As I passed by the truck dragging the cannons, I stopped, called Morozov to my side, patted the cannons twice with my hand, and told him, "Comrade lieutenant, you should protect some cannons of your company. In these battles, they wiped out many German devils and made great contributions. When the war is over in the future, maybe these guns will be able to enter our military museum and become meritorious guns for future generations. " When he heard me say this, Morozov immediately brightened his eyes and replied in a loud voice: "please don't worry, sir. I will take good care of these guns. Even if they are damaged in the battle, I will find someone to repair them." When our motorcade arrived at the garrison of the guard division, not to mention Xie jerikov and Gaidar, even trekov here was in a hurry. Although trakov started later than us, he took a different road and didn't encounter such things as the maintenance station, so he arrived at the guard division's station before us. Seeing that we were late, trakov criticized me mercilessly in front of lyudnikov and Titov: "Comrade oshanina, please explain to me what's going on? Why did it take you six hours to get from the 29th division to the guard division? " Because we have no communication tools, we lost contact with our superiors for six hours, which is very bad. Maybe in trakov's mind, I even flashed the idea that I had defected with my troops. At the moment, seeing that trikov was going to get angry, I dare not hide it. I honestly told trikov what happened when the enemy attacked the maintenance station on the road. I sent troops to destroy the enemy and helped the workers of the maintenance station reinforce the fortifications. I told trikov clearly. After listening, trakov simply said, "I know." Then he urged me to return to the independent division immediately.