Chapter 810

"Comrade commander, please wait a moment. I'll ask them right away." With these words, I gently put the microphone on the table and walked quickly to Vasey. After glancing at the two stretchers on the ground, the soldiers lying on them were covered with blood. The soldiers on the left stretcher were still moaning quietly, while the soldiers on the right stretcher were still lying motionless. Seeing this, I couldn't help but clapping in my heart and said in secret, did he sacrifice? I looked back at Vassily, who was embarrassed, and asked in a low voice: "Comrade lieutenant, tell me what happened?"

I didn't expect Vasili to sit on the ground, and the sniper gun rolled to one side. He just buried his head in his chest and grabbed his hair with both hands.

Seeing Vasili's gaffe, kirilov came up to me and asked the officers and men standing beside the stretcher, "who can tell me what happened?"

"Report to the political commissar of the regiment," a lieutenant walked out of the crowd. After he raised his hand to salute us, he respectfully reported: "we are from the 308th infantry division. When we passed yelman District, we unexpectedly saw the second lieutenant and two soldiers who fell to the ground. In the opposite ruins, there was an enemy sniper obviously hidden, so I rushed with people. The enemy's sniper may have seen a lot of us, fired two shots in a hurry, killed two of our soldiers, and fled through the hidden channel. When the enemy's sniper was expelled, I went back to the second lieutenant. After inquiry, I knew that he was an independent division, so I sent him back with the other two wounded soldiers. "

After hearing the other party's report, kirilov nodded, then went to shake hands with the lieutenant and said in a friendly way, "Comrade lieutenant, thank you. Thank you and your men for sending our sniper back."

The lieutenant reached out his hands and shook kirilov. Then he politely asked, "Comrade political commissar of the regiment, since the people have been sent here, can I leave?"

"Go ahead, comrade lieutenant." Kirilov said to him with a smile: "on behalf of all the instructors of the independent division, I thank you again."

After saluting us again, the lieutenant turned and left with his men.

I looked at Vassily, who was still sitting on the ground, pulling his hair and looking miserable, and went back to the table. I picked up the microphone on the table and put it in my ear. After a sigh, I said to trakov who had not hung up: "Comrade commander, Lieutenant Vassily Zaitsev is back."

"I know, I know, you just told me that lieutenant Vassily and his comrades are back." Trekov may not hear the movement of the headquarters, still excited to say: "how, did they kill the enemy's sniper?"

Originally, I was in a dilemma and worried about how to report this to trikov. After hearing his question, I didn't know how to answer it.

"What's the matter with you, comrade oshanina? Why don't you speak?" From the receiver came trakov's dissatisfied voice. "I ask you, Lieutenant Vassily, how are they doing? Did they kill the enemy's snipers?"

"No, comrade commander." I answered in a low, fuzzy voice.

"What's the matter with you? Why is your voice so low? Is there something wrong with your voice?" he cried angrily

"Excuse me, comrade commander." Hearing that trakov was angry, I raised my voice and said with some difficulty, "Lieutenant Vassily, they're back. They didn't kill the German snipers." After a pause, I added, "to be precise, only lieutenant Vassily came back safe and sound, while one of the other two snipers was killed and the other wounded."

"What's the matter?" Trekov asked.

I took a look at lieutenant Vassily, who was still in a state of gaffe, and answered trakov helplessly and briefly: "Lieutenant Vassily's mood is very unstable. I can't figure out what happened for the time being."

"Then you should report to me as soon as you know what happened! Do you understand? " "Trekov ordered categorically.

"Yes, comrade commander." I quickly agreed.

"I order that you must kill the German sniper in two days." After that, there was no sound in the receiver. He should have hung up directly.

I put down the phone, walked up to Vassily again, bent down and picked up the sniper gun that fell on the ground. I stand straight body, see Vassily is still that pair of decadent expression, I can't help being anonymous, yelled at him: "Vassily lieutenant, stand up."

My roar made Vassily tremble. He raised his head in horror and looked at me nervously. At the same time, his hands, which were pulling his hair, were lowered. I wanted to get angry with him, but I couldn't bear to see his pitiful appearance, so I lowered my voice and repeated what I had just said: "Lieutenant Vassily, if you are still a man, stand up."

Kirilov and akhromeyev, who were standing nearby, quickly bent over and helped him stand up from the ground with one arm. While Bantai leiev, who stood silent, told basmanov: "Comrade major, find some soldiers to come in and carry out these two stretchers first."

When Vasili was helped by kirilov and akhromeyev to sit down at the table, I also went over, put his sniper gun on the table, and told akhromeyev in a low voice to find some wine, because I knew that in a corner of the room, there were several water bottles filled with vodka. When they stayed up late, they would take time to drink.

After akhromeyev left, I lowered my head and asked Vasili with a kind face: "Comrade lieutenant, can you tell me what happened?"

Before Vasili spoke, akhromeyev had returned to us and handed the kettle with the lid turned off to Vasili. Vassily grabbed the kettle, looked up and poured the spicy vodka into his throat. Maybe it was too much, which made him cough violently.

Akhromeyev took the kettle in his hand with one hand and patted him on the back with the other. When his cough stopped, akhromeyev asked carefully, "Comrade lieutenant, how are you?"

After nodding his head hard and thanking akhromeyev difficultly, Lieutenant Vasili began to tell us what happened today: "Comrade division, we are on your order this morning to go to yelman district and search for German snipers that may exist. When we entered a building, we found a German tricycle in the distance. In addition to two motorcyclists, there was an officer wearing a big cornice hat.

Seeing this situation, corporal Morozov took the initiative to say to me, "look, comrade lieutenant, there is a tricycle coming in front of us. There are three enemies on it. We can just destroy one by ourselves."

Sergeant shaykin echoed him and said, "yes, comrade lieutenant. Anyway, we don't know where the German snipers are hiding. It's not too late to kill these Germans first and then go."

After listening to what they said, I thought about it. I felt that it would not take much time to eliminate these Germans, and it would never affect us to look for German snipers. So I nodded and agreed.

So we found our respective sniper points in the building and concealed them. According to the prior agreement, I fired the first shot to kill the motorcyclist. Corporal Morozov fired the second shot to kill the German soldier sitting behind the driver. Sergeant shaykin was responsible for killing the German officer.

When the German motorcycles saw our building, I shot decisively. It hit the motorcyclist accurately. The bullet went through his forehead, pulled blood foam from the back of his head, and hit the soldier's forehead with inertia. The motorcycle suddenly ran out of control and hit the side of the road. Before the German officer in the sidecar understood what had happened, Sergeant shaykin's bullet killed him. "

"That's great. That's great." When kirilov heard this, he couldn't help saying, "it's amazing to kill two German soldiers with one shot."

"Comrade political commissar, please keep quiet." I interrupted kirilov, who was a little excited, and said steadily, "in the friendly forces, there is a female sniper named Lyudmila pavrichenko who killed 309 German soldiers during the battle of Sevastopol. As far as I know, she once set a record of killing three German soldiers with one shot. Unfortunately, her superior finally wiped out only one enemy with the result of this shot. "

Hearing what I said, bantailiev and akhromeyev were stunned, but kirilov's expression was even more exaggerated. He jumped up from his seat and asked in surprise: "Sir, are you sure you heard me correctly, 309 instead of 39?"

"There can be no mistake, my political commissar." I said lightly, "according to the information I got, she was wounded in the battle. Comrade Stalin personally instructed the navy to take her from Sevastopol and send her to Moscow for treatment."

"Sir, I don't know where this female sniper is now?" Bantaileiev asked cautiously as soon as I finished.

My understanding of Lyudmila is limited to the number of snipers she killed in the battle and later became a major general of the Navy. As for where she is at this time, I really don't know. However, I vaguely remember that after her recovery, she was sent to the United States for a visit, so I could only vaguely say: "I don't know her specific situation. I just heard that Moscow has organized a youth delegation to visit the United States, and this female sniper named Lyudmila is also a member of the delegation. " At this point, in order to prevent them from continuing to entangle on this issue, I urged Vassili, "Comrade lieutenant, continue to talk about your affairs today."

As for what I said just now, the shock to Vasili was not small. His face was always surprised. When I called him, he recovered from his absence. After taking a deep breath, he continued to tell the unfinished story: "after we eliminated three Germans, we moved towards the pre selected sniper point.

The sniper point was in the outpatient department of a two-story hospital which was destroyed by the bomb. A corridor in the middle was broken by the bomb, and there was a gap about two meters wide. If you want to go to the sniper point, you can only jump over it.

We'll skip the gap and hide at the sniper point. After a few hours, we saw small German troops passing by from time to time. Because of their large number, we didn't shoot. Until noon, an armored car stopped nearby. Two German officers got off the car and leaned against the car to smoke. We found the target and shot them decisively.

The German soldiers left in the armored car saw that the commander outside the car was killed by us. They immediately turned the machine gun on the car and fired at us. The dense bullets splashed debris on the wall, but sergeant shaykin, who had been lying on his sniping position, didn't move. He fired a shot in no hurry. The loaded bullet hit the shooter's forehead, and the crazy shooting machine gun suddenly stopped.

At this time, Sergeant shaykin turned to me and said, "Comrade lieutenant, our sniper point is exposed. Let's go to the next sniper point."

We packed our weapons, turned around and went back down the corridor. When we reached the gap, Sergeant shaykin threw our backpacks first, and then jumped first. I wanted to jump first, but corporal Morozov said he wanted to compete with me to see who could jump further. I didn't refuse, so he stood on the outside side of the corridor and I stood on the inside side. We both stepped back to run up and take off. As we flew through the gap, I felt some warm liquid splashing on my neck.

When I landed, I found that shaykin was standing alone, but corporal Morozov was not seen. As I was about to continue searching for him, shaykin grabbed my arm and pulled me down. At the same time, he said in a low voice, "Lieutenant, get down. It's the enemy's sniper."

After I squatted down, I touched my neck and my hands were covered with blood. I immediately understood that just now when we were jumping over the gap, the German sniper hiding nearby shot us, and corporal Morozov was unfortunately shot, and his blood splashed on my neck.

I lay on the ground and looked carefully downstairs. Corporal Morozov was lying on his back like a big character on a pile of bricks and stones, and his head was covered with blood.

I drew back and asked shaykin in a low voice, "Comrade sergeant, do you know where the German sniper is?"

Shaykin, leaning back against the wall, replied in a low voice, "from the direction of the bullets, the German snipers should be hiding in the direction of three o'clock."

Listening to shaykin's words, I tried to recall the terrain I observed on the way here. I found that there was an abandoned factory building on the opposite side. German snipers had enough space to change their hiding places after shooting. It was very difficult to kill him. In desperation, I could only give shaykin the transfer order, and planned to come back at the right time to snatch the remains of corporal Morozov back.

We wandered around other places for several hours. I thought the German snipers should have moved, so we took shaykin back to the clinic building. We found the remains of corporal Morozov on the ruins of the first floor, and we took turns carrying them back.

When we turned to the next block, I tripped over the ground because I was walking too fast to notice. As I leaned forward, I felt the helmet on my head hit by something, and then rolled to one side. When I fell to the ground, I knew that I had met a German sniper. I rushed to shaykin, who was following me, and said, "lie down, sniper."

When shaykin heard my cry, he fell to the ground, and the body of Morozov on his back fell to one side. However, at this time, we did not care about the bodies of our comrades in arms. Instead, we were lying behind the rubble not far away and talking in a low voice. I picked up the helmet on the ground and put it on again. Then I said to shaykin, "sergeant, this German sniper is very accurate. He knocked off my helmet with one shot. You should be careful."

Shaykin replied in a low voice, "don't worry, lieutenant. I'll find him." With that, he tentatively extended his sniper gun from the crevice of the rubble, carefully looking for the German sniper's hiding place. After observing for a while, he said to me in surprise: "Lieutenant, I found him. He's in our two o'clock direction... "Before he finished, I heard the sound of bullets sliding through the air, and then the sight of his sniper gun was smashed. Seeing shaykin covering his face with both hands and writhing painfully on the ground, I was filled with indignation and didn't care to hide. I stood up and pulled the trigger in the direction of the bullet.

After two shots in a row, I squatted down. Almost at the same time when I squatted, my helmet was knocked heavily by something, and I fell backward by the huge inertia, and fell heavily on the ground. The next thing, I think you all know, is that the troops passing by the 308th infantry division rushed up regardless of casualties and drove out the German snipers, otherwise I might not be able to come back. "

After listening to Vassily's story, I didn't comfort him. Instead, I asked, "Lieutenant Vassily, the sniper Lyudmila I just mentioned is a female soldier, but her achievements are beyond the comparison of many male snipers. In my mind, you are a great sniper. Although you were sniped twice by German snipers today, you are lucky to survive, proving that the enemy can't kill you. So I think you have to continue to finish the task of sniping German snipers. "

"Can I, sir?" Vassili asked in an uncertain tone after listening to me.

"Yes, absolutely." In fact, my confidence in Vassili comes from the movie "soldiers on the city". Although the German sniper and Vassili temporarily gained the upper hand in several competitions, they finally died under Vassili's gun. Although it's just a movie, I think it must be based on the real story, so I'm confident that Vasili will kill the enemy's sniper“ You immediately go to the company and pick out two more snipers. Tomorrow, I'll accompany you to the mission. "

After listening to my words, although Vassily's expression is still serious, I can see that his confidence is recovering. I believe that after finding the right assistant, he will be able to complete the task I assigned.

After Vassily left, I called trakov and repeated Vassily's words. Then I said, "Comrade commander, I order lieutenant Vassily to select two assistants and continue to search for the whereabouts of the enemy's snipers tomorrow. We must kill this annoying enemy."

After listening to me, trikov was silent for a long time, and then said slowly, "Comrade oshanina, do you think you can kill the enemy's snipers by sending out three snipers? It's too easy for you to think

Trikov's words stunned me. Our three snipers dealt with one of the enemy's snipers. Besides, there was such a rebellious talent as Vasili Zaitsev. We had a good chance of killing the German snipers. However, in order to find out what trikov wanted to say, I humbly asked, "Comrade commander, I don't know what you mean?"

"The German sniper is very cunning. He won't be fooled easily." "You have to find a way to put bait in front of him and let him honestly deliver himself to your sniper's muzzle," trikov said briefly

With that, trakov hung up. Looking at me holding the microphone in a daze, the next desk leiev couldn't help but ask curiously: "what did the teacher and commander say to you?"

As I put down the phone, I said, "Comrade commander said that the German sniper is an old hand and very cunning. It's not easy for our people to catch him. So let's find a way to give him some bait, so that he can take the initiative to our sniper's muzzle

Trakov's vague words made us all fall into meditation. After a while, akhromeyev opened his mouth and broke the silence in the room: "Sir, I want to ask a question. When a sniper sees a group of enemies enter his sniping range, who will be the first one to kill?"

"Of course, it's officers." Kirilov heard akhromeyev's question and replied without hesitation: "ordinary soldiers are of little value. If you snipe the commander of an army, you can make the army fall into chaos after losing command. In addition to officers, the next thing to snipe is machine gun shooters or gunners. "

When kirilov said these words, a smile appeared on akhromeyev's face. As soon as kirilov finished speaking, he immediately expressed his opinion: "since the enemy wants to snipe our commanders, we will prepare some commanders for him. When he's exposed, our snipers will be able to take care of him. "

"No, No." As soon as akhromeyev's suggestion was finished, Bantai leiyev was impatient. "There are not many experienced commanders in the division. How can we let our commanders die in vain in order to eliminate a German sniper?"

When I saw bantaileiev saying this, akhromeyev was laughing but not saying anything. I knew that what he was thinking was different from what bantaileiev was thinking. I quickly came out and said, "well, comrade deputy division chief, don't worry, first listen to what the chief of staff said." Then he looked at akhromeyev and said, "come on, chief of staff, don't play the game and say what you think."

Akhromeyev, seeing that I had seen through his little trick, laughed sheepishly, and then said to us, "I'm going to find some soldiers, put on Officers' uniforms, and walk around the area where lieutenant Vassily and his men are lurking, so as to attract the attention of German snipers. If he shoots at our fake commanders, Lieutenant Vassily, who is hiding nearby, can easily kill him. "

"Comrade oshanina, what's your opinion?" After listening to akhromeyev's suggestion, kirilov didn't express his own opinions. Instead, he leaned over to ask for my opinions.

"I agree with the chief of staff. Personally, I think this plan is feasible. " I unconditionally support akhromeyev's proposal.

"So where should we draw soldiers to impersonate the commanders who act as bait?" Kirilov then raised his second question.

"From the guard camp." Without thinking, I replied, "take two shifts, led by corporal Mikhailov. From tomorrow on, walk around the place where lieutenant Vassily and his men are hiding."

I remember that in the movie, it was a political commissar who automatically acted as a bait and attracted the attention of German snipers. When he was shot down at the same time, exposed the target of the German sniper also became Vasili under the gun. But I can't bear to use the real commander as bait, so I can only bear the pain to let the soldiers in the guard camp undertake this dangerous task.

The next day, Lieutenant Vassily took with him two other excellent snipers he had found: Anatole Chekhov and Victor Medvedev. According to Vasili, Medvedev is a sniper he taught by hand, and his sniping skills are also excellent.

However, the German sniper is also an old hand. I don't know whether he didn't show up in the area where lieutenant Vassily and his men were hiding, or whether he was not interested in corporal Mikhailov and their fake commander. In the evening, Vasili, they were disappointed to return with nothing.

On the morning of the third day, that is, October 30, Vasili and the others lurked in the dzerzhinsky District, quietly waiting for the German snipers to take the bait. But Mikhailov, with a few fake officers and a dozen soldiers, walked on the ruins several times, but the crafty German sniper still didn't take the bait.

On the morning of the 31st, when they set out again, trakov called. He asked impatiently, "Comrade oshanina, how is the task I gave you finished? You know, in the past few days, we have at least 20 more commanders and snipers killed by this experienced German sniper. If you can't finish the task, I'll consider letting others carry out the order

I was so impolite to listen to what trikov said that I could only respectfully reply: "please rest assured, comrade commander, if I can't finish the task today, I will take the team to carry out these tasks tomorrow. If I don't kill this sniper, I will never come back alive."

I didn't expect that my words only changed back to one of trekov's: "it's really puzzling, don't you know your command position, is it in the division headquarters? Don't forget, you are still the deputy commander of the group army. " With that, he hung up the phone.

I put down the phone and kirilov and the three of them gathered around. Kirilov asked with concern: "Comrade division, what's the matter. Is Comrade commander angry because we have not finished our task so late? "

I nodded and said with a bitter smile, "German snipers have killed many of our commanders and snipers in the past two days. In this case, everyone will be angry. "

Akhromeyev said indignantly: "the commander doesn't think about it. Don't we want to destroy the German snipers? Stalingrad is so big that it is impossible for us to search every inch of the land and take the damn sniper out of the hiding place.... "

"Chief of staff," kirilov interrupted him before akhromeyev finished, and said discontentedly, "please pay attention to your identity. How can you vent your discontent with the superior leaders in public?"

"Come on, comrade political commissar, stop it." I saw that akhromeyev was flushed by kirilov. In order to prevent them from arguing, I came out in time to stop them, and expressed my own idea: "if there is no harvest today, I think we should increase our military input."

"How to increase the input of troops?" Bantelayev asked.

"Vassili and the other two snipers are excellent. I'm going to divide them into three groups tomorrow. Each group will take an army with fake officers to ambush in different areas. The success rate of three pronged approach is higher than that of only one area. "

"The teacher is right. I agree with her." Bandeleev took the lead in expressing his support for me.

Then kirilov and akhromeyev also expressed their support one after another.

We had just arranged for tomorrow's ambush, and the need to send security forces, when basmanov suddenly rushed in from the outside. Before and after he came to us, he said excitedly, "report to the division commander, political commissar, Lieutenant Vassily is back!"

Lieutenant Vassily is back?! Hearing basmanov's report, I habitually raised my hand and looked at my watch. How could I have come back so early at 11 a.m? But after a short period of confusion, I suddenly thought of a possibility. I grabbed basmanov's arm and asked nervously, "major, do you think lieutenant Vassily is back? Did he come back alone, or did a group of people come back? "

"A group of people are back, of course." Basmanov's face was full of joy, and he replied excitedly, "listen to them, that German sniper has been killed."

"The sniper's been killed?! That's great. " Ginger is still spicy. Kirilov, after hearing basmanov's report, woke up from his shock before I did. He immediately told basmanov, "major, please go and bring in lieutenant Vassily immediately. I'll ask him about the battle."

Vasili soon came in after basmanov. When he saw that he was carrying a sniper gun on his shoulder and another sniper gun in his hand, I knew in my heart that he really killed the German sniper because he was holding a German sniper gun.

When Vasili put the captured sniper gun on the table, he began to tell how they killed the German snipers: "our hiding place today is in the ruins of the tractor factory, and the troops led by corporal Mikhailov are hidden in a building two hundred meters behind us. After daybreak, the battle in the tractor factory started again, and the shells creaked in the air. But we were quietly lying behind the rubble, watching what was going on in front of us through the sight of the sniper gun.

"Isn't that him? Look at my fingers!" Medvedev on my left suddenly got excited. He almost leaned out of the parapet because of negligence. But that's enough. The terrorists hurt him. Of course, only experienced snipers can shoot so accurately. On the other side, Chekhov quickly climbed past me and bandaged Medvedev with shoulder injury.

I watched the enemy position for a long time, but couldn't find the sniper's ambush. Based on the direction and speed of the bullet, I concluded that the sniper was hiding somewhere directly facing us. I continued to observe the ruins ahead. On the left, there is a damaged tank; On the right, there's a launch point*** Where on earth are the activists? In a tank? No, sophisticated snipers don't hide there. In the launch site? It's impossible. It's blocked. On the flat ground between the tank and the launch site was a pile of rotten bricks with an iron plate in the middle. It has been there for a long time, and it is not noticeable. I think from the position of the enemy: where is the best position for snipers? Is there a shelter under that iron plate? Is he lurking in the dark every day and hiding there? Yes, he may be there, under the iron plate in the neutral zone that neither side has occupied. I decided to check it. Then he told Chekhov, who had just finished dressing Medvedev's wound: "Hey, you send a signal to the commanders and fighters in the back to let them come out to attract the attention of the German snipers." When the team led by Mikhailov appeared just a few tens of meters away from us, the * * elements took the bait and fired. A soldier in a cornice hat fell. From the sound of the gun, I can judge that the sniper of the * * elements is under the iron plate‘ There's the villain! " Chekhov, who was lying in ambush next to me, also found the enemy's position and scolded in a low voice. Then he signaled to Mikhailov, who was hiding behind them. After receiving the signal, Mikhailov got up from the hiding place and bent over the ruins to make the enemy think that they were going to reinforce our position. The deceived sniper opened fire. This damned Hitler thought that he could wipe out the small army that was going to be reinforced without fear. So he stretched out half his head from under the iron plate. I'm waiting for this opportunity, and without hesitation, I'll shoot right away and accurately*** The molecule's head fell, but the optical sight of his rifle was still in place, and the lens was shining in the sun. Although the enemy did not move, but I still lie in place. I asked Chekhov to send another signal to Mikhailov to send a few soldiers to check. They didn't get shot this time. I did kill the German sniper. Sir, please see, this is the sniper gun used by the German sniper who was killed by me. "