Chapter 85

For three days, the station, surrounded by trenches and cobwebs of barbed wire, always wakes up or goes to sleep with the roar of guns and pea like gunfire. It is quiet only in the middle of the night, but occasionally there are German flares shooting into the sky, which make the station look like day in a short time.

After talking with rokosovsky that day, he and Panfilov left with a pat on the ass, and the task of guarding the bus station still fell on me. Although I was given the establishment of an independent battalion, the third company of resdayev did not return. Only the company with more than 70% casualties led by gelia was under my command. As a result, I had only three heavily wounded infantry companies and an artillery platoon outside, with a total strength of less than 400.

In order to keep this damn station, I have to rack my brains to find a way. In order to strengthen the defense, I organized the soldiers to dig a half person deep circular trench outside the ruins, and pull barbed wire outside the trench. Later, I found out by accident that although the buildings near the station had been destroyed, the basement below was still intact. So I immediately organized people to dig tunnels to connect the basement with the trench. In the event of German bombing or shelling, except for a few observation posts, the rest hid in the basement.

Since the total annihilation of the 139 regiment that attacked wolokoramsk in the direction of the station, the German army changed its direction of attack and did not launch a new attack on the station. Instead, it sent planes to bomb or bombard us with large caliber heavy artillery.

Although the various measures I have taken have effectively reduced the casualties of our army. But it is only reduced, and can not be completely avoided. In yesterday's shelling, the station building became the main target of German attack. In just half an hour, it was directly hit by at least hundreds of shells, and finally collapsed. Like the surrounding houses, it was in ruins. When the building collapsed, more than 20 soldiers were buried alive before they could escape. Lukin and sapochuk were seriously injured and taken to the military hospital in yujanaya. While gelia was directly hit by the shell, and was blown to pieces on the spot, even the body was not found. In one day, I lost three powerful right and left arms. Now I only have four people around me, I hope they don't have any accidents. Otherwise, I don't even have anyone who can use them.

In the evening, I was squatting in the trench, watching the enemy outside with a telescope. Suddenly I heard someone calling me: "Comrade commander, Mr. Panfilov is calling to ask you to go to the division headquarters immediately." I moved the telescope away and looked in the direction of the sound. I saw festov bending over and running towards me along the trench.

He squatted down in front of me and repeated what he had just said. I handed him the telescope in my hand and asked, "do you know what the teacher asked me to do?"

"The teacher didn't say it on the phone. He just asked you to hand over the position to me immediately, and then rush to the division headquarters immediately."

"Well," I said reluctantly, "during my absence, you and Pavlov should be alert and keep an eye on the movements of the German army. They consume our troops with bombs and shells every day, and they may launch a new offensive at some time. "

"I see!"

I took agumento and Aji across the city to the east of wolokramsk, where the division headquarters is. Under the guidance of a patrol sentry, we came to the semi underground shelter where the division headquarters was.

Seeing us approaching, the sentry at the door, with his rifle in his hand, asked for the order in a loud voice. I stopped and said to the sentry in a loud voice, "I'm lieutenant commander o'shanina. I'm reporting to the division headquarters on the order of the division commander. I don't know today's password."

"Comrade sentry, let her in. We've been waiting for her for a long time." Hearing the sound, the sentry put away his weapons and returned to his post. As soon as I saw it, it was none other than yegorov, the political commissar who made sarcastic remarks a few days ago.

I asked aguminte and Aji to wait for me in the same place. I went up to salute the political commissar whom I didn't want to see. Then I followed him into the shelter. As soon as I went in, I saw the teacher with a moustache sitting in front of the table. There was a lantern on the table and a radio. It seemed that someone was making some important speech on the radio, so that he was very absorbed. Seeing me come in to salute him, he nodded and then asked me to sit down: "Comrade commander, you are just in time. Please sit down and listen to Comrade Stalin's speech at the celebration meeting of October Revolution Day."

It's not easy to hear the sound in the radio. The loudspeaker often crackles. Teachers and political commissars could not help but come to the radio to meet and listen attentively, trying not to miss a word. I sat at a long table, listening to Stalin's resounding speech on the radio: "the German aggressors wanted to carry out a war of annihilation against the people of all ethnic groups in the Soviet Union. ok Since the Germans want to carry out a war of annihilation, they will certainly get it! "

When Stalin finished his speech, there was a storm of applause and cheers on the radio. Then came the music of the Internationale, which seemed to cross the surging sea. At first, it was faintly audible, but soon it became louder and louder.

"Report!" Panfilov got up and was about to say something when a man's voice broke in untimely. We look around and see krochkov, the first level political instructor, standing at the door. He was wearing a short fur coat with a fur collar, no hat and hot air on his forehead. He looked as if he had come from a long distance. Without waiting for the teacher to speak, he continued: "Comrade General, please forgive me. I can't salute you. On the way here, the enemy's sniper knocked the hat off

Panfilov laughed, turned off the radio and jokingly said, "it doesn't matter if you don't have a hat. The important thing is that you still have your head." Then he went to the commissar, bent down and said something to him. I took advantage of this opportunity to stand up and shake hands with krochkov. After all, I've been together for a long time, so it's hard to say without saying hello.

The teacher turned around, holding two red boxes in his hand, and said to both of us, "stand up!" Krochkov and I quickly came to attention and stood upright in front of him.

"Commander oshanina," he said solemnly, "for your bravery and indomitable fighting spirit in defending our capital Moscow, the highest Soviets award of the Soviet Union gives you the red flag medal." After that, I handed one of the boxes over. I took the box with the medal in both hands, straightened up and said aloud, "serve the Soviet Union." Panfilov extended his hand and gave me a strong shake to congratulate him.

"Instructor krochkov!" He looked at my former battalion commissar and said, "for your bravery, tenacity and indomitable fighting spirit in the battle of defending our capital Moscow, the Supreme Soviet Union's Soviets award you the red flag medal." With that, he handed over the remaining box. Krochkov took the box, straightened up like me, and said aloud, "I'd like to serve the motherland of the Soviet Union." The teacher also grasped his hand and gave it a strong shake.

"Wait a minute." The commissar stood up with an enamel teacup, poured vodka into it, and said, "bring me the medal." Although I was puzzled by his actions, I still handed the box with the medal as he told me. Krochkov also handed the medal to the political commissar just like me.

As soon as the commissar threw the two medals into the cup, krochkov asked curiously, "what are you doing?"“ I should say clean, "said the commissar, handing me the cup and explaining," according to the tradition of the Russian army, I hope this is not the last one. " Seeing that I had taken the cup, he said to me in a commanding tone, "drink it!"

Holding the glass, I hesitated and said, "but I don't know how to drink!"

"It doesn't matter. You can have a drink. Let crotchekov have the rest." My teacher helped me out in time.

I raised the cup high and said aloud, "glory belongs to us, glory belongs to our motherland." Then he put the cup to his lips, took a small sip, and handed the glass to krochkov. He took the cup, very embarrassed to say: "but I do not drink ah!"

"Come on! You can try it for this good thing. It's also to celebrate our great October Revolution Day. " The teacher encouraged him to finish his drink with a smile.

I've already said that. If krochkov doesn't drink any more, it's a bit unreasonable. He picked up the glass and drank all the wine left in it as if it were boiled water. As soon as he finished, his body began to shake. I quickly helped him sit down on the bench. He took a long breath after sitting down, then said to the two division leaders with a smile, "I should be drunk."

"It doesn't matter. The Germans won't touch it at night. You can sleep safely." The commissar took out two medals from the cup and pinned them on his chest for me and krokov.

Just then, the telephone beside the wall rang. The teacher went to pick up the receiver and said loudly, "I'm number one. Go ahead." Then he straightened up and said respectfully to the microphone, "Hello, comrade Zhukov! I didn't expect you to call me like this. Do you have any combat missions? " Then he did not speak, but listened carefully to what the other party said. When the other party finished speaking, he continued: "OK, everything is clear, comrade general, I'll arrange it right away. I wish you good health. Goodbye

Putting down the phone, he excitedly walked up to us and said to the political commissar, "we have just received a call from the commander of the Western Front Army, ordering us to immediately transfer our manpower from all the troops to form a mixed battalion and get on the bus, which is directly dispatched by the headquarters." At this point, his eyes turned to me, called my name and said, "Lt. o'shanina!"

"Here it is I came to attention.

"I appoint you commander of this mixed battalion." Then he looked at the first level political instructor sitting on the stool: "krochkov!"

"Here it is Krochkov jumped up from the stool.

"Appoint you as the commissar of the mixed camp."

"Comrade division," I couldn't help interrupting and asked, "can I ask, what is the mission of this mixed camp?"

"Yes. The task of the mixed camp is to go to red square and take part in the inspection of tomorrow's October Revolution Day! "

"Great When krochkov heard the news, he was as excited as a chicken. His drowsy drunkenness disappeared immediately. I know vodka is different from domestic Baijiu, and it has no stamina. What it usually feels like when it's drunk is that it will be better in a few minutes.

Krochkov belongs to the impatient type. He turns around and wants to run out, but the teacher stops him again. The teacher took the hat he was wearing from his head, handed it over and said, "it's cold outside. If you don't wear a hat, you'll have a headache. I'll give you the leather hat I'm wearing." Krochkov took the hat with some embarrassment, hesitated for a moment and put it on his head. Then he slowly raised his hand, saluted and said, "thank you, Comrade General."