Chapter 1178

If it's someone else's provocation, I'll roll my eyes at him at most, and then ignore him. But this was said by the deputy commander of the front army. It was quite another matter. Knowing that there was a fire pit ahead, I had to jump inside with my eyes closed.

I sighed in my heart, then said helplessly: "Comrade deputy commander of the front army, since you want to go to the front line to inspect, then I will go with you."

"That's right, comrade oshanina." Apanashchenko's face showed a proud smile: "I knew you had the courage, otherwise you would not be the only female general in our army."

It seemed that he was about to walk outside. I quickly stopped him: "general, please wait a moment. I asked the guard group to send more soldiers to accompany us. After all, your safety is the first." Then I reached for the phone on the desk.

"No need, no need." Apanashchenko waved his hand and said to me carelessly, "I came out this time with a full guard platoon, so you don't have to take any more guards." Then he raised his hand and looked at his watch, urging him to say, "it's seven o'clock. In two hours, it will be dark, and then we can't see anything clearly."

"Well," in this case, no matter what delaying tactics I use, it's useless, so I can only say politely, "I'll give my deputy an account of my work."

"OK, I'll wait for you outside and come out as soon as the work is handed over to your deputy." With that, apanashchenko left.

"General Danilov, Colonel bezikov, while I'm away, you two are in full charge of all the work of the army." After hearing their answers, I turned to look at kirilov and said with a sad face, "Comrade military commissar, please report to commander watujing when I accompany the general to inspect the front line. If anything happens to me, please take care of my son in the future. Marshal Zhukov and Comrade belia all know his whereabouts. "

The look on kirilov's face changed when I heard the tone of Tuogu. He said with a gloomy face: "Rita, you are just accompanying the deputy commander of the front army to inspect the frontier. There must be some danger, but it is absolutely not serious enough to entrust us with future affairs. Do you think so? " His last words were addressed to the other commanders in the room.

"Yes." Danilov, a few of them replied without expression.

Kirilov came up to me, put an arm on my shoulder, comforted me and said, "Rita, don't worry. After all, the main force of our group army is gathering in Yakovlev area, where the German army has no decent resistance. If you go to inspect, there should be no danger."

I walked out of the headquarters and saw two trucks and a jeep parked on the edge of the forest. The truck was full of soldiers, and apanashchenko was standing next to the jeep. When he saw me coming out, he nodded, turned, opened the door and got on. As I was about to walk towards the car, I suddenly heard the roar of the car behind me. Turning around, I saw that my jeep was coming out of the forest behind me. After the front door of the co driver was opened, basmanov poked his head out of the car and said to me, "comrade commander, get on the bus. I'll take you to the front."

The leading truck and apanashchenko's Jeep drove away one after another, but the last truck was still in place“ Comrade driver, let's drive over. " Basmanov patted the driver on the shoulder and ordered him to say, "that truck won't start until our car catches up with the car in front."

When we were driving along the potholes and mud road, I was always restless in the back row. I was afraid that a German soldier with a rocket launcher would come out of the crater on the side of the road and give us a look; Or from the forest in the distance, suddenly out of a straggling German tank, with its track to our car like a matchbox like, crushed to pieces.

Basmanov, who was sitting in the co pilot's seat, may have found something strange about me. He quickly turned from his seat and said to me with a smile, "don't worry, comrade commander. I've just had a close look. The guards on the front and rear trucks are well-trained. Maybe many of them are from the interior department."

"From the Ministry of the interior?" After repeating his words, I asked in a puzzled way, "what about the Ministry of internal affairs? Will their fighting capacity be stronger than those experienced soldiers?"

My words were said with a trace of anger, so basmanov was stunned for a moment, then blushed and explained to me, "Comrade commander, I heard the soldiers who survived the border defense war say, but at the beginning of the war, when the ordinary border guards were not even dressed and were still running around in the enemy's artillery, they formed a complete internal service unit, Even the heavy machine guns were pulled out. They were the first to enter the position and attack the invading German army. Therefore, it is most appropriate for the most vigilant internal affairs forces to serve as security guards. "

Basmanov was afraid that I would not be happy when he saw that I did not speak. He added: "although they are more vigilant, they are not good at fighting regular battles. In the battle, the area where the German army first broke through is the position held by the internal forces."

"So it is." It's the first time I've heard what basmanov said. No wonder the members of the guard company that Stalin personally sent to me were all from the Ministry of the interior. It turned out that their vigilance was high. If they were there, my safety would be guaranteed. After I said a word lightly, I leaned back and began to close my eyes.

I had been sleeping for an hour. When I opened my eyes vaguely, I immediately asked busmanov in the front row, "major, where are we?"

Basmanov looked out of the window, then replied with a smile, "Comrade report commander, we are in berezovka now. We should be there in ten minutes. You look out of the window, there are German tanks and artillery destroyed by our army, and there are enemy bodies everywhere. You can imagine how fierce the battle is today. "

I looked at the tanks, armored vehicles, damaged cannons, and bodies on the ground, both of our enemies and ours. Not far away, our officers and men were cleaning the battlefield. They divided the collected corpses into two different areas according to the enemy and ourselves.

Seeing this scene, I can't help feeling in my heart that if all the people killed were the enemy and all the damaged technical equipment were the enemy, how wonderful it would be. However, I also know that my idea is absurd. No matter how advanced our army's weapons and equipment are, no one will die in such a large-scale battle.

"Enemy, enemy! Air defense alert Outside, I don't know who yelled. Then the soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield stopped their work and began to run around looking for a place to hide.

I looked down through the window and saw a German four plane formation flying into the sky. Maybe they found the target on the ground and began to lower the altitude. I yelled in a hurry, "stop!"

As I yelled, the driver slammed on the brakes. Under the action of great inertia, I hit heavily on the back in front of me. However, time is pressing, I can not care about the pain of the shoulder, yelled: "fast hidden." Then he pushed the door open, jumped out and dived into the crater by the side of the road.

As soon as he jumped into the crater, he heard several roars that cut through the air, accompanied by several huge explosions. I was so scared that my hair exploded. Just listening to the sound, I knew that the impact point was not far from here. Then one bomb after another came down from the air, and the earth began to shake like a drum in the huge sound of the mountain collapse. The violent explosion had just stopped, and the gun on the German plane was pounding again. I didn't dare to move, so I shrank in the crater and let the blood and limbs splashed from nearby fall on me.

I don't know how many enemy planes are in the air. Dense bombs fall down one after another and explode violently on the ground. The earth is shaking violently. My heart jumps to my throat with the roar, and my curled body beats slightly with the explosion. My chest is shocked and I can't say it's boring and disgusting. It makes me gasp, just like being oppressed by a bear's butt. The thick blood made me cough violently, although at the moment I wanted to jump out of my hiding place and quickly escape from the place of death. But I know better that running around under the enemy's bombing is tantamount to seeking death. Therefore, in the end, reason overcame the impulse and continued to stay in the crater.

When the enemy stopped bombing and strafing and flew away from our sky, I stayed in the crater for a long time and didn't move until someone grabbed my shoulder and tried to pull me over. It was as if I was talking to myself and telling each other, "I'm still alive."

I listen to my voice is very small, may be in the explosion just now, was shocked a little deaf. I sat up and saw that the man squatting in front of me was basmanov. He looked at me with surprise and said, "Comrade commander, you are still alive. It's very good."

He was deafened by the shock beside me. He raised his voice and asked, "where is the deputy commander of the front army?"

Basmanov opened his mouth, but said nothing. He just picked me up and pointed to me not far away. I looked in the direction of his fingers and saw a group of soldiers around a flaming truck. They didn't seem to worry about the explosion of the truck next to them. They just stood there.

When I saw that all the people were following the guards of apanashchenko, I could not help but feel a thump in my heart, and said, was he injured in the air raid? With the help of busmanov, he quickly ran over and squeezed into the crowd.

What I worried about has really come true. A second lieutenant squatted in the middle of the crowd, apanashchenko lying in his arms, slightly twitching, with a big crack in his neck and blood pouring out. Although the second lieutenant pressed the wound desperately, a lot of blood flowed down from his fingers and soaked apanashchenko's clothes.

"Comrade General, how are you?" I took apanashchenko's hand and asked with concern.

The pale apanashchenko turned his eyes to me, moving his blood clotted lips slightly, trying to say something to me, but he didn't make any sound.

I turned to the left and right soldiers and asked aloud, "is there a military doctor or health worker nearby? If so, let him treat the deputy commander. "“ There is no military doctor, Comrade General. " The second lieutenant holding apanashchenko cried and said, "I've already sent people to look for them. There are no military doctors or even health workers nearby. We don't even have bandages, so we can't stop the bleeding for the deputy commander. " When I heard this, I wanted to stand up and kick each other. But when I saw apanashchenko, who was in danger, I forced myself to control my situation. I turned to the soldiers around me and asked, "who have clean shirts? Tear them into strips to bandage the general. Stop his blood first."“ I have it here, Comrade General. " A soldier next to him said, took off his backpack, took out a clean white shirt and began to spread it. Basmanov, on the other hand, approached me and said, "Comrade commander, another truck is in good condition. We should lift the general into the car and send him back to the rear immediately. You know, every minute now is precious. " I nodded and motioned to basmanov to do what he wanted to do. Then I held apanashchenko's colder and colder hand and comforted him and said, "don't worry, comrade general, you will be OK. We will send you back to the rear now. You will be OK and you will be better soon." Apanashchenko smiles at me and opens his mouth difficultly to say something, but his body suddenly twitches, coughs silently, and a long, thin, dark blood comes out of the corner of his mouth and flows down his chin“ Comrade general, he's dead! " The second lieutenant whispered to me. I was stunned to hear his words. Did not expect half an hour ago, or lively people, so quietly left this world. But busmanov, who drove the truck, didn't know that apanashchenko had died. After he squeezed into the crowd, he said to me cheerfully: "Comrade commander, I've driven the truck here, and I can lift the general into the car..." before he finished his words, he found that apanashchenko had no life, and the rest of his words were stuck in his throat. I held apanashchenko's cold hand and squatted beside his body for a long time. Only then slowly stood up, took off the military cap on the head to mourn for him, the soldiers around also stood up neatly, took off the military cap one after another, to mourn for the sacrifice of the general.