Chapter 1338

The German commander in charge of the counterattack was general mantefield, division commander of the seventh armored division. He had a good grasp of the timing of the counterattack. It was just at the moment when our fighters returned and the artillery stopped shelling because of the infantry charge to prevent accidental injury. Our attack collapsed in a moment.

When the German tanks were more than 300 meters away from our army, they slowed down and used tank guns and vehicle mounted machine guns to suppress our commanders and fighters. The commanders and fighters are pressed on the ground by the dense fire and are hard to move. As soon as they look up, they will be killed by bullets and flying shrapnel.

Some of those anti tank men with 40 rocket launchers killed the enemy's tanks, but because they were out of range, they had to lie on the ground and stare. The commander who stayed in the second line of defense saw that the troops in front of him were in danger, so he ordered the only anti tank guns to fire in an attempt to destroy the enemy's tanks, and then covered his troops to withdraw. Unfortunately, the 45mm anti tank gun was a fortune teller for the German tank and could not penetrate its thick front armor.

At this critical moment, the artillery of the group army began to fire. Pieces of shells roared and landed in the open area between the two armies. The smoke and fire covered the sight of both sides. A commander in charge of the charge quickly passed the order through the messenger: "all retreat!"

Just as the correspondent was about to convey his order, he was stopped by the regiment commissar, who was lying next to him and had his leg broken by the shell. The political commissar of the regiment anxiously said to the regiment leader, "Comrade regiment leader, this is not good. The existence of a large number of wounded people will make us pay more casualties when we retreat."

"What should we do then?" Hearing what the political commissar of the regiment said, the head of the regiment was in a bit of chaos. "These wounded are all our comrades in arms. Should we let them live and die on the battlefield?"

"Comrade commander, the enemy's aim is very clear. They want to destroy our troops in the open and then seize our positions. We must not allow the German plot to succeed. " The political commissar of the regiment said with firm expression: "I will leave cover with the wounded. You can take the rest of the soldiers back to the position."

"But, comrade political commissar." When the regimental commissar said this, the regimental leader immediately said with emotion: "how can I leave you and the wounded here? Our regiment has never lost the tradition of its comrades in arms. "

"Comrade commander," seeing that the commander was delayed in making a decision, the political commissar of the regiment was in a hurry: "time is pressing. Take the soldiers with you. It will be too late. I beseech you, for the sake of victory, withdraw Hearing what the political commissar of the regiment said, the head of the regiment had no choice but to give orders to the commanders and fighters that the wounded should stay behind and the rest of them should withdraw.

After the commander and his troops withdrew, the German infantry swarmed in without waiting for the political commissar of the regiment to do any political work. The wounded soldiers, who knew that they had no hope of survival, fully showed the most valiant side of the fighting nation. The lightly wounded soldiers sent out a loud cry and rushed straight past with bayonets. Soon they collided with the German soldiers, their bayonets to bayonets, their chests to chests, fighting and fighting with each other. The battlefield of thousands of people was like a duel between cold weapons in the middle ages.

The slightly injured members fought for their lives in the thick smoke, just for the sake of death. The severely wounded, who could not move, did not hesitate to ring the grenade after firing all the bullets in the gun, and died with the enemy.

By the time the German army had wiped out the wounded who had stopped them, the soldiers who had retreated to their positions had been ready. Seeing that the soldiers who had covered their retreat had been slaughtered by the Germans, the commanders and soldiers were already filled with anger. Seeing the enemy enter the fire range, the commander yelled at the top of his voice: "revenge for the sacrifice of comrades in arms! Shoot Then he raised his hand and fired at the enemy in the distance.

"Revenge for the dead comrades in arms!" The shouts of the commanders and fighters echoed in the position.

Heavy and heavy machine guns opened fire, mortars opened fire, and all the heavy and heavy weapons in the position opened fire at the same time. The dense firepower weaves a dense fire net in front of the position. The Germans who rush into the net are like hitting an invisible wall and being knocked down in pieces.

When the war outside the city came to a stalemate, I received a call from Zhitomir from tavartkiraze. After reporting the war situation outside the city, he asked me, "Comrade commander, do I need to put the 67th division of the guards into battle immediately?"

"No need." Without hesitation, I denied his proposal and said firmly: "the original task of the 67th division of the guards will remain unchanged, and we will continue to stick to the city. And the battle in the western suburbs of the city was completed by the 90th division of the guards alone. "

"Why, comrade commander?" Asked tavartkiraze, puzzled, at my command.

"Comrade General, I ask you to make it clear whether you are the commander of the group army or I am the commander of the group army?" "I don't have to explain every decision I make to my men," I said in a strong voice

When I hung up, kirilov, who was looking at me, shook his head and said, "Rita, since we came to the base, you seem to be a little different and stronger. In the past, you had to discuss with all of us before you made any decision, but now you have to do what you say. What's going on? "

As for kirilov's observation, I laughed at him and then explained: "Comrade military commissar, whether we can hold Zhitomir or not is related to whether our army can gain a firm foothold on the right bank of the Dnieper River. Only when we have established a vast defensive area in Kiev - Zhitomir, can our army complete the task of recovering all Ukraine on the right bank. "

After I finished speaking, seeing that both chisjakov and bezikov had something to say, I guessed that it must have something to do with my attitude towards tavartkilaze, so I took the initiative to explain to them: "the reason why I didn't let tavartkilaze put the 67th division of the guards into battle was mainly because the infantry met the armored troops on the plain, and they had to be slaughtered. Although we have four tank brigades in name, we are basically equipped with T-34 which can't beat tiger and leopard tanks. Instead of losing valuable technical equipment in vain and letting our commanders and fighters die, we should let them stick to the peripheral positions they have just captured and consume the enemy's living strength. When the counter offensive begins, we will slowly settle accounts with them. "

"Comrade commander," bezikov asked me after I finished saying, "when the 52nd guard division and the 375TH infantry division arrive, I don't know where to deploy them? Zhitomir or korostwev? "

"Deploy to the city of Zhitomir." I explained to them, "in the days to come, the fighting there will be more exciting. It's not a bad thing to send more troops to them. As for korostwev, if necessary, we can transfer the 89th division of the close guard directly under the central government. "

After talking for a long time, I felt a little thirsty, so I picked up the empty tea cup on the table and went to the teapot to pick up a cup of hot tea. When I went back to my seat with the cup, I saw kirilov sitting at the table in a daze. I couldn't help asking curiously, "Comrade military commissar, what are you thinking?"

Kirilov looked up at me and said with a smile: "Rita, it suddenly occurred to me that I should find someone to write a military song. The military song of our close guard sixth group army should include all the brilliant achievements we have made, and let the officers and men sing the military song to fight bravely and write a brilliant page in the history of defending the motherland and striving for the liberation of the people."

Bezikov, standing beside him, was excited when he heard kirilov say that he would write military songs. He echoed: "I think comrades of the military commissar are right. From the battle of Kursk to the battle of Kharkov, to the liberation of Kiev and the defense of Zhitomir, our troops have made a series of achievements." At this point, he hesitated for a moment, and then said, "it may be a little difficult to write all these things into songs, but it's much easier to write them into poems."

Kirilov listened to what bzikov said and asked, "Comrade deputy commander, can you write a poem?"

Bezikov shook his head and said sheepishly, "I can't write."

Kirilov's face was disappointed at this reply. After a long silence, he said, "it seems that we need to find two people who can write poems and songs in the army as soon as possible to create poems and military songs that praise the sixth group army of Jinwei."

"Don't be so troublesome," I heard two people chatting, my mind suddenly came out of a later generation in a film and television works to hear the song, after reciting twice in my heart, said: "to write military songs, I can write one right away."

"What? Comrade commander, can you write songs? " Bezikov was stunned by what I said. He said in an unbelievable voice, "as soon as we talked about writing military songs, you said you could write them. How could that be possible?"

"If you can, just try." I said confidently.

When I heard that I was going to write songs, not only chisgakov, who was standing by the wall, came over, but also akhromeyev and several staff officers. A dozen people gathered around the table and quietly watched me write. After I finished writing the lyrics, I handed them to kirilov and said, "it's done. Comrade military commissar, what do you think of my writing? "

Kirilov grinned awkwardly and took the lyrics I handed him. I know that the reason for his reaction is that I can't write any good lyrics in such a short time.

But after he saw two lines, the expression on his face suddenly became solemn. After reading all the lyrics, he couldn't help clapping his hands and exclaiming, "great, Rita, this is great. I really didn't expect that you still have the talent to write songs. Any song you write is so wonderful

"Comrade military commissar," akhromeyev reminded him in a low voice nearby, "I don't know what Comrade commander wrote. Read it to you."

Kirilov nodded and said, "well, since everyone wants to know, I'll read it to you." He coughed gently, cleared his throat, and then began to read aloud:“

Red Army, Red Army

Red flag

The Red Army is invincible

No fear, no fear

Let's hold high the bright red flag

Red Army, Red Army

Red flag

The red flag guides you

We will always unite to see who can defeat our Red Army! " After he finished reading it, he did not forget to say: "it's wonderful. It's just wonderful. I never thought that Rita, who has a good command of war, has a good command of songs. Ha ha ha ha ha After that, he carefully folded the paper full of lyrics, put it into his pocket, stood up and said, "I'll find someone to compose this song and try to spread it among the army as soon as possible." Looking at kirilov's back as he left, I couldn't help asking bezikov curiously: "chief of staff, in our group army, there are still people who know how to compose music?" To my question, bezikov said uncertainly, "maybe. After all, our commanders and fighters come from all walks of life. It's not surprising that some of them can write music." The German troops who attacked the outer positions in the west of the city were shot back by the indomitable commanders and fighters, and the enemy shelled our troops with artillery fire. At the end of the bombardment, they quickly moved the artillery to the position, making the air force that we were going to attack empty. When I called rokosovsky to report the situation of the war, I specifically mentioned that the enemy should transfer the artillery position in time after finishing the shelling. After hearing this, rokosovsky said thoughtfully, "the enemy is very cunning, so even when we are in the upper hand, we can't take it lightly, otherwise we will easily suffer a big loss." I reported a few things to rokosovsky. Before I hung up the phone, I suddenly asked on a whim: "Comrade General, do you know you will return to the front army of Belarus?"“ It's hard to say. " "At present, I am still the commander of the Belarusian front army, but the commander of the Ukrainian first front army is only an acting position," rokosovsky said hesitantly. Perhaps when the war situation is stable and Comrade watujing's physical condition permits, he will come back and continue to take charge of the work of the front army in an all-round way. " From what rokosovsky said, I understand that his position as commander of the front army is only a temporary post. When the war situation is stable and even a large-scale counter offensive begins, vatujing may come back to pick peaches. Although I think rokosovsky is a bit of a kick to do the wedding dress, but there is no way, the order of the superior is the order, we can only implement unconditionally. Finally, rokosovsky told me, "Rita, we still need some time to prepare for the counterattack, so anyway, you should keep the main force of the German army in Zhitomir, so that we can mobilize our troops leisurely."