Chapter 1005

After listening to my suggestion, bzikov's face showed disappointment. Perhaps to take care of my face, he said mildly, "Rita, even if you don't say it, I think the marshal will order the troops stationed there to do so. To tell you the truth, the marshal is most worried about the Great Plains to the south of Kursk, which is conducive to the movement of German armored forces. If we want to block the enemy's attack, we are bound to deploy a considerable number of tanks there. But in the current situation, the Armament Department is not able to provide us with enough tanks. "

I can hear the implication from his words. I know that he thinks what I said is too insipid. As long as the commander of the same level as me can say what I just said. I laughed and said, "Comrade Colonel, even if we don't have as many tanks as the enemy, it's not a big problem to block the German armored forces."

"How to stop it?" "If Kharkov is really lost, it will only take one day for German tanks to advance to the city of Kursk, and our fortifications will only play a delaying role at most," bezikov said anxiously

"If there is an anti tank trench, it can make the German armored forces helpless." My heart was ready to sell him the Golan trench, so as soon as he finished, I immediately asked, "I wonder if marshal is willing to promote this kind of anti tank trench in important defensive areas after listening to my idea?"

"New anti tank trench?" Listen to me, don't zikov's eyes shine. But a moment later, his face darkened again. He said with disapproval: "the tank trench can block the German tanks, and it will also limit the movement of our tanks. I think it may be difficult for the marshal to agree to promote it in the defensive area."

His rejection of the new anti tank trench has long been expected by me. I asked with a smile, "Captain, I haven't said what my new anti tank trench looks like. Can you know that marshal won't agree to promote it?"

Listen to me, because of his affection, he had to force a smile on his face and said reluctantly, "Rita, please tell me. I can convey your meaning to the marshal, but I can't help him if he adopts it."

The reason why I recommend the Golan trench to him is that the comparison of the armored forces between the German army and the Soviet army is similar to that of later Syria and Israel, so I strongly recommend this famous anti tank trench to him.

"... this anti tank trench is six meters wide at the mouth, four meters wide at the bottom and nine meters deep. The soil excavated from the general anti tank trench should be piled up on both sides of the trench, but this kind of soil should be piled up on one side of our side, forming a soft embankment more than two meters high. "

At first, bzikov was absentmindedly listening to me. In the middle of listening to me, he suddenly came to the spirit and asked curiously, "can we block the German tanks rushing to Kursk with such anti tank trenches?"

"Yes, Colonel bzikov." After I gave him a positive answer, I explained in detail: "when the German troops rush to the anti tank trench, it will give them a headache. Fill the trench with bulldozers. The soil is all piled up in our army. They have no soil to fill. Just like general katukov, fill the trench with tanks as a bridge. The trench is nine meters deep. It's useless to fill the trench with tanks more than two meters high. Even if they call engineers to build a bridge, but because our side is more than two meters high, the bridge they build is one high and the other low, and the high end is built on the soft embankment, which will make the tanks crossing the bridge shake left and right, and turn into the ditch if they are not careful. "

"Well, Rita, the anti tank trench you're talking about sounds good." After listening to what I said, bzikov nodded with satisfaction, but still said with some uneasiness: "if the German tanks slow down the speed of crossing the bridge, there will still be many tanks successfully crossing our trench. How can our army deal with these tanks?"

Hearing his worry, my smile grew stronger: "don't worry, Colonel. The tanks that get away with crossing the trench will suffer a more miserable fate. Because when they cross the embankment, the bottom of the armor will be exposed; And when you come down over the embankment, the fragile top will be exposed. In this way, the anti tank guns deployed behind the embankment are provided with two excellent opportunities to aim and shoot, making them the living targets of our anti tank guns. "

"Although this kind of anti tank trench can block the enemy, it also limits the movement of our army." After being happy for a moment, bezikov suddenly thought of another question. He asked cautiously, "since the enemy can't pass the trench smoothly, aren't our tanks facing the same problem?

When I heard his worry, I laughed and reminded him that "don't forget, Colonel, the accumulated soil is piled on our side. If the troops turn to the counter offensive, the bulldozer can easily push the accumulated soil into the trench, so as to ensure our tank troops to pass quickly and launch an attack."

After listening, bzikov raised his hand and patted himself on the forehead. He scolded himself regretfully: "muddle headed, it's muddle headed." Then he stood up and said to me with a smile, "Rita, the anti tank trench you just mentioned is really very different from the tank trench we know. Well, I'll go back and report to the marshal immediately to see what his attitude is

"Go ahead, go ahead." I waved to him and said easily, "if Marshal has any questions, you can come back and ask me at any time."

When bezikov left, I thought I could see him again the next day at most. Who knows, he left for four or five days, and I didn't see him. I intended to ask Yushchenko to inquire about the information, but thinking of the place where bzikov is, Yushchenko is not qualified to go, I gave up this unrealistic idea.

In recent days, thanks to Sergei's careful treatment, my vision in my left eye began to recover slowly. Although I still looked like I was separated by a layer of ground glass, it was much better than no light perception at all.

On this day, Sergey checked my eyes, relieved, and then said to me, "Comrade General, according to my judgment, your eyesight will return to your pre-operative level in half a month." See my face secretly happy expression, quickly added, "remember, this period of time or can't do strenuous exercise, otherwise it will lead to retinal detachment again."

"Don't worry, doctor." I carelessly said: "I'm walking outside now, not much faster than a snail."

As soon as I said that, the little nurse beside Sergey giggled. Sergey turned to look at her and snorted discontentedly, which made the little nurse shut up. Sergey said to me with a smile, "Comrade General, if there's nothing wrong, I'll go to another ward for rounds."

As soon as I wanted to wave him away, I thought of Vassily lying in the ward. I stopped him and asked with concern, "by the way, doctor comrade, how is Vassily, my subordinate?"

"Vassily, which Vassily?" Sergey asked in a misty way.

"Doctor comrade," the little nurse quickly reminded him, "is the famous sniper Vasili Zaitsev."

"Oh, it's him. I know." When Sergey found out who I was asking, his expression became more serious. He said regretfully, "his eye injury is too serious, especially his right eye. Even if he is cured, he can only have a weak sense of light and can no longer be a sniper."

After hearing Sergei's words, I couldn't help sighing and regretting for Vassily. If there is no such accident, with his ability, he will be able to achieve better results and win more honors. If there is something wrong with his eyes, his best place to go is to be a teacher in the Sniper School as I told him, so as to train more excellent snipers for our troops.

Sergey and they were walking out when bezikov came in from the outside in a hurry. He nodded at Sergey and then said aloud to me, "Rita, change your clothes. I've been ordered to take you to a place."

"Comrade colonel." Hearing this, Sergey, who had already walked out of the door, turned back, frowned and asked him, "can I ask, is it far where you are going later?"

Although bezikov did not understand the reason for Sergei's question, he answered truthfully, "no, it takes about an hour by car."

After hearing this, Sergei took a look at me and said to bezikov, "Comrade Colonel, general oshanina's eyes are still recovering. If I ride for a long time, I'm worried that the violent turbulence will cause her retina to fall off again. For the sake of her eyes, I suggest it's better to wait another two days. "

Sergey's words embarrassed bezikov. He said bitterly, "but I've been ordered to pick her up. If she doesn't accompany me to this trip today, I won't be able to do it in front of the superior. "

Before I could speak, Sergei tried to warn bzikov again: "Comrade Colonel, general oshanina's eyes are recovering slowly because they missed the best treatment time. If you go out by car today, because of the violent turbulence, the retina will fall off again, there will be the risk of blindness. "

Seeing the embarrassed expression of bezikov's dilemma, I quickly came out to make it over. I said to Sergei, "doctor comrade, since the colonel is here, it proves that he has been ordered. Although you are not a soldier, you should also know that the orders of the superior are not allowed to be discussed, they can only be carried out. "

Hearing what I said, Sergei had no choice but to say, "well, comrade general, since you insist on going out, I can't stop you. But I would like to remind you that when vehicles pass through uneven areas, they must slow down, so as not to crack your wounds and lead to the loss of vision. "

"Don't worry, comrade Sergei." Listening to Sergey's tone slowing down, bzikov patted his chest and said, "today is my car. I have all the precautions you said. I'll slow down when it's bumpy. "

Half an hour later, I was in the co driver's seat of the jeep in my brand new uniform. Before driving, bzikov reminded me with a good heart: "Rita, sit tight, I'm going to drive." With that, as soon as he stepped on the gas, the jeep drove slowly forward.

We didn't drive fast because there were barricades and checkpoints all over the city road. After my initial worries, I turned to the driver and asked him, "Colonel, where are we going?"

"It's a secret test base in the suburbs," bezikov replied as he drove“ Secret test base? " I repeated the word and asked, "what am I going to do there?"“ I'm not sure Bezikov shrugged his shoulders and replied in a smooth tone: "it's the order from the marshal, and I'm only ordered to send you there." After listening to bzikov's reply, I knew that if I continued to ask, I would not get more useful information, so I would not continue to ask. Instead, I would lean back in my chair and close my eyes to refresh myself. I don't know how long later, the car suddenly stopped. I quickly opened my eyes and asked bzikov, "Colonel, have we arrived yet?" After asking, I looked out of the window with my right eye, which was in good condition, without waiting for bzikov to answer. I saw a checkpoint on the road ahead, and a railing in the middle of the road blocked our way. A captain, with two fully armed soldiers, came to us with neat steps. When the three men came to the car and stopped, the captain took two steps forward, slightly bent down and asked, "is that general oshanina and Colonel bezikov?"“ Yes, it's us. " Bezikov, who was beside me, immediately replied in a loud voice, "Comrade captain, do you need to check our papers?" The captain shook his head and replied, "no, don't, Colonel zikov." Then he said to me, "general o'shanina, I've been ordered to send you to the base. Please get off." Hearing the captain say so, I can't help looking back at bzikov and asked, "am I alone? What about the Colonel?" The captain replied humbly, "Comrade General, my order is to send you in alone. As for the colonel." As he said this, he took a look at bezikov on the bridge and said, "there is a rest room next to our checkpoint, where the Colonel will inform you to wait for you."“ Rita, you go with the captain Bezikov seemed to be used to this kind of situation, so he said, "I'll wait for you here."