Chapter 1024

It's more than 30 kilometers from ligov to korchatov. If the road is not muddy, we can get there in about half an hour. But now more than an hour has passed, the jeep that chernyahovsky and I are riding on is still bumpy on the road.

Holding the back of the chair in front of me with both hands, I said to chernyahovsky with a wry smile, "Ivan, the road in your defense area is too bad. If you have time, you can organize people to repair it. Otherwise, if there is a real war, your material transportation will be greatly affected."

Chernhahovs nodded his head and replied in a loud voice, "no, our jeeps can't speed up on this part of the road, let alone the trucks carrying supplies. It's such a bad road condition that trucks can't go faster at all. " After that, he asked the adjutant in the co pilot's seat, "how far is it from Kurchatov?"

On hearing chernyahovsky's question, the adjutant turned his head and said, "Comrade commander, there are three or four kilometers left at most before we can reach the tank brigade."

Just as the adjutant was answering, I caught a glimpse of two sparks splashing on the hood of the jeep. I asked the driver in a hurry, "Comrade driver, what's the matter?"

The driver looked out of the left window, and then yelled, "hell, the enemy is attacking. There are enemy cavalry rushing out of the forest over there." With that, he jerked the steering wheel, and the car quickly turned to the right.

As the incident happened so suddenly, chernyahovsky, who was talking to the adjutant, did not recover. He saw the driver's head tilted back, and then the whole person jumped on the steering wheel. Almost at the same time, the jeep stopped abruptly, and our bodies all rushed forward, and then heavily backed back and hit the back of the chair.

Chernyahovsky slammed open the door on his side, jumped down quickly, then turned to grab my arm and pulled me off the car with a drawstring.

When I jumped out of the car and squatted with my back against the jeep, I saw that the two covered trucks in front of and behind us also stopped. The soldiers in the car lifted the tarpaulin at the back of the car and jumped out of the car one after another to find a hidden place to shoot back.

With courage, I looked sideways from the back of the car towards the direction of the bullets. I saw that many cavalry were racing towards us. They were very far away from each other, shooting at the same time.

Hearing the sound of bullets hitting the car body or passing overhead, I couldn't help but panic. When I went out today, I thought I was going to inspect chernyahovsky's defense area. In order to save trouble, I didn't carry the assault rifle that never leaves me, or even the pistol. Listening to the approaching sound of the horse's hooves, my heart was raised to my throat, because as long as they rushed, unarmed I was either chopped to death or captured.

Chernyahovsky and his aide were busy, standing up and squatting from time to time, shooting at the incoming enemy cavalry from the position of the hood.

Among the soldiers hiding behind the truck shooting were Yushchenko and several of my other guards. Perhaps seeing that the situation here was critical, Yushchenko caught a soldier and pointed to me and gave him a few orders. The soldier nodded, bent over with his assault rifle and ran towards me at a fast pace.

There was a gap of about 20 meters between the two vehicles. When the soldier was only four or five meters away from me, an enemy cavalry broke through the firepower network of our army and rode past the soldier. The knight on the horse wiped the sword with his hand, and the soldier covered his neck with one hand, turned a few times, and fell to the ground directly. And the assault rifle in his hand also flew out, drew a beautiful arc in the air and landed in front of me a few steps away.

The cavalry who had killed the soldiers rushed forward for more than ten meters, turned the horse's head, made a circle, waved the saber and rushed towards me again. After a while, I jumped out, grabbed the assault rifle on the ground, bent on the ground, raised the muzzle, and held the fire in the general direction.

"Bang bang" a series of gunshots went off, and I heard the horses neighing. When I looked up, the horse stood up, the front two hooves kicked wildly, then fell sideways and hit heavily on the muddy land, splashing a large amount of mud on my body.

After the rider on the horse was dropped, the horse struggled to stand up and ran to the side. At this time, chernyahovsky and they came back to their senses. Chernyahovsky bent down and ran to me, squatted down and asked aloud, "Rita, what's the matter?"

I put my hand to the body of the enemy lying on my back in the mud and said, "a cavalry broke through the fire net and rushed behind us, but I've killed him."

Chernyahovsky raised his hand and patted me on the shoulder, saying sincerely, "good job, Rita." With that, he slightly raised his body, bent down and ran to the body of the enemy. After picking up two things, he quickly ran back to me.

He showed me what he was holding and said, "it was not the Germans who attacked us, but the Hungarian cavalry. This gun was their m1939 submachine gun. And this necklace is m1936 Then he pointed to the corpse and said, "a cavalry sergeant who was killed by you was wearing a white light green thickened winter suit that can be worn both positively and reversely. It's a pity that all your bullets hit him in the chest, otherwise we can wear them ourselves."

I looked around the environment and found that it was about 100 meters away from the forest. There was open land in the middle. If we wanted to give up the car and go back to the forest, even if the enemy didn't shoot, we would not be able to run the four legged horses. Before we entered the forest, we would be completely annihilated by them. In this case, the only thing we can do is to rely on cars to fight back, stop the enemy's charge, and wait for our reinforcements.

When I got back to the jeep, I just wanted to look out again to see what kind of troops the enemy was. However, chernyahovsky grabbed me. He sternly scolded me and said, "Rita, you don't have to worry about the enemy's stray bullets."

I was so afraid that he misunderstood me as a reckless man that I quickly explained, "I want to see how many troops the enemy has."

"I just counted roughly. There are more than 50 people, all cavalry." Fearing that I would venture out again, chernyahovsky explained to me, "in addition to the three of us, there are twenty-four soldiers on our side. They rely on cars to fight back. They should be able to support the arrival of reinforcements."

Just then, leaning against the jeep, I suddenly found a lot of people pouring out of the forest in front of me. I was in a panic. I couldn't help shouting at chernyahovsky: "Ivan, look, the enemy is rushing out of the forest here again. We are surrounded by the enemy."

Chernyahovsky, who had just stood up, fired a few rounds and squatted down, heard my cry. When he looked at the people who had just rushed out of the forest, his face lightened, and he said happily, "Rita, you're wrong. It's not the enemy, it's one of his own. They must have heard that there was a battle here, and they came here specially to reinforce. "

Although chernyahovsky said that he was his own man, I was still dubious. When I carefully saw that the man who came out of the scattered formation was really our army commander, the stone hanging in my heart was falling to the ground. Xin said that there should be no problem in dealing with an enemy force with less than 50 people.

At this time, I found that there were two people carrying something out of the forest. As soon as they came out of the forest, they put what they were carrying to the ground. At this time, a soldier with a box stopped and squatted beside them. At the same time, I couldn't help smiling. My heart said that what they just put on the ground should be mortars and so on, which would be enough for these Hungarians to drink.

Soon, there was an explosion behind me. Maybe the explosion point was too close to us, and the mud was lifted and fell on the top of the jeep.

"Hell, where are you idiots fighting?" With the end of the explosion, the adjutant squatting down to load the pistol, pointing to the direction of the mortar gunner, yelled: "don't see the enemy is still in front, fight at the place where the enemy gathers, you damn idiots."

But just now that shell was just the test firing of the mortars. Now at least five mortars have been set up outside the forest. After all the shells come out of the chamber, they skim over our heads and fly straight to the enemy's position.

At this moment, the reinforcements are close to us. One of the lieutenants speeds up and rushes to us. He squats down and asks chernyahovsky, "Comrade commander, what should we do?"

"Lieutenant," chernyahovsky said decisively after glancing at his rank, "lead your soldiers forward and destroy all the enemy cavalry. Do you understand? "

"I understand!" The lieutenant gave a loud promise, stood up, turned his back, raised his pistol high, and yelled at the officers and men behind him, "brothers, follow me!" After shouting, he waved a pistol around the jeep and rushed out.

Looking at more and more officers and men rushing past us with guns, I finally found the opportunity to look out at the situation of the enemy. On the other side of the road lay the bodies of many horses and soldiers. Some of them were just a step away from our jeep. I don't know if they were killed by chernyahovsky and the adjutant.

For the rest of the Hungarian cavalry, there was no one on horseback. The surviving soldiers, hiding behind the squatting horses, shot desperately. Our soldiers were sprinting forward while shooting. Although some people were shot and fell down from time to time, they were getting closer and closer to the enemy's position of stubborn resistance.

Chernyahovsky, who also saw the scene, breathed a long sigh and said to me easily, "Rita, it's OK. It's only a matter of time before these remaining enemies are eliminated. After counting the results, we will continue to set out. "

Although I know that the enemy will be destroyed soon, my heart is still heavy, because I remember again that chernyahovsky and vatujing, the commander of Voronezh's front army, were attacked on the way from one place to another, and they were tragically and heroically killed.

Thinking of this, I solemnly remind chernyahovsky: "Ivan, you are now the commander of the group army, commanding tens of thousands of troops. Except for any accident, the whole army will lose its unified command and fall into a state of no leader."

Before I had finished, chernyahovsky raised his hand to stop me from going on. He nodded and said with certainty, "Rita, thank you for your concern. I also know that if I often run outside, I will encounter such and such dangers. But as a commander, I can't stay in the headquarters all day just because there is danger outside. In this way, my commanders and soldiers will regard me as a coward who is afraid of death. " When he said this, he saw that the expression on my face was particularly ugly. In order to save face for me, he slowed down and said, "but what you said is very reasonable. When I go out, I will take more guards to ensure my life safety. Is that all right? "

I nodded, although did not speak, but the heart is saying, can remind things, I have reminded you. There are only so many people who can help you. As for whether you can avoid the disaster two years later, it depends on your personal fortune. When the combat commander returned to us, I found his left hand wrapped in bandage, hanging on his chest, and quickly asked with concern, "Lieutenant, are you seriously injured?" The lieutenant shook his head, and a smile appeared on his bloodless face: "Comrade General, I was wiped by a bullet. I didn't hurt my bones. I can return to normal in half a month at most." After answering my question, the lieutenant turned to chernyahovsky and said, "Comrade commander, we have killed 41 enemies and captured 14 alive; 35 horses were killed and 20 were captured; 15 submachine guns, 40 rifles, 6 pistols and matching bullets were seized. "“ Well done. " After praising this sentence, chernyahovsky asked a question I often asked: "how are the casualties in the army?"“ We lost 29 people and injured 44. " After that, the lieutenant took a look at captain Yushchenko, who was standing next to us, looked at the two trucks in front of and behind the jeep, and replied, "your security forces have killed six people and injured 11 people." Chernyahovsky, after the Lieutenant's reply, turned to look at the driver's body carried out of the cab by the adjutant and Yushchenko. Then he stepped forward, put his hands on the Lieutenant's shoulder, and said solemnly, "Comrade lieutenant, I want to ask you something. In a moment, you'll organize your staff to dig a hole for my driver and the dead guards. " On hearing this order, the lieutenant nodded and said, "Comrade commander, please rest assured that I will complete the task you gave me." I saw chernyahovsky, after loosening the Lieutenant's shoulder, looking down at the driver's body on the ground. Perhaps because of his sadness, his eyes were red. Seeing this, I coughed and whispered in his ear, "Ivan, can we go?"“ Let's go! " Chernyahovsky was stunned at first. Then he understood what I was saying and quickly replied, "yes, we need to get to the station of the tank brigade immediately. Marshal Zhukov is still waiting for us. "Adjutant," he said, turning his head to the adjutant, "get a driver."“ No, Ivan. My battalion commander, Captain Yushchenko, will drive. He will drive the rest of the way Seeing chernyahovsky nodding in agreement, I immediately told Yushchenko, "Comrade captain, get in the car. You will drive the rest of the way." Although the driver's seat had been scrubbed by Yushchenko, when I got back in the car, I still smelled a strong smell of blood. I thought chernyahovsky would see things, but when I turned to look at him, his expression had returned to normal. As soon as he closed the door, he immediately told Yushchenko, who was sitting in the driver's seat, "you can drive, comrade Lieutenant!"