Burning Moscow

Section 31 The New Frontier (3)

Our car drove along the muddy road next to the forest for more than half an hour. When we arrived in a small town, it was already four o’clock in the afternoon.

There is a frontline scene in the small town. There is almost no complete house in sight, and the streets are full of black holes and craters. Except for the signal soldiers pulling the wires and the patrols that passed by from time to time, the local residents could not be seen at all. Maybe they were all evacuated to the rear.

The man on duty at the crossroads is not a civilian policeman, but a heavily armed Red Army soldier. The driver parked the car in the middle of the road, opened the window and shouted at him: “Hey, friend. How do I get to the headquarters?”

The soldier on duty walked up unhappily. It seemed that he wanted to complain a few words to the driver who parked the vehicle illegally. He bent down and looked into the car, immediately stood upright, reached out to the side of the intersection, and said loudly: “Go north, Comrade Commander. The headquarters of the infantry school is in the northern suburbs.”

The headquarters of 　　 was located in a small house in the northern suburbs. A black car was parked not far away, covered with a green camouflage net. This small house should be considered the only complete house in the town. Our car stopped right in front of the house.

After the car stopped steadily, Zhukov turned his head and said: “Let’s go down and take a look, which troop is stationed here?” Then, he opened the door and walked away. The tank captain and I opened the doors and got out of the car from the left and right.

There was a sentry standing guard next to the steps. When he saw the three of us, he immediately shouted into the open door: “Comrade Lieutenant!”

Following his shout, in a short while, a second lieutenant in a brand-new army coat came to the door.

The tank captain jumped up the steps quickly, stood in front of the second lieutenant on duty, and said to him: “I said, Comrade Second Lieutenant, please go and report to your commander immediately: General Zhukov is here!”

The second lieutenant glanced at us, then turned his eyes to look at the captain in front of him, and replied in a flustered manner: “Comrade General is very busy at the moment. I have no right to let you in. Wait for me to report first, okay, Comrade Captain? ”

“But this is General Zhukov…” The captain was very dissatisfied with the attitude of the second lieutenant on duty, and was about to get angry, but Zhukov interrupted him: “The second lieutenant is doing the right thing!” Then he told the second lieutenant briefly: “You go report it. !”

Lieutenant turned and ran into the room. Less than a minute later, he reappeared at the door, raised his hand in salute and said, “Please, Comrade General, Comrade General is waiting for you inside!”

I followed Zhukov and entered the door. In the room stood an elderly major general and several school-level commanders, everyone wearing a brand-new military coat.

Seeing us coming in, he stepped forward to meet Zhukov, who was walking forward, and began to report: “Major General Smirnov, principal of the Podolsk Infantry School…” But Zhukov interrupted him and asked one after another: “The troops under your command. Where? How many people are there? How is the current situation?”

“It’s about five kilometers to the north,” the major general replied calmly. “There are a total of 1,120 students. Although the equipment and weapons are very poor, the students acted bravely. We repelled many German attacks and have blocked them here for three days.”

“The name of the German army? How many troops does it have?” Zhukov continued to ask like a teacher testing students.

“This is not clear. So far, we have not caught any German prisoners. As for the strength of the German army, I guess there is about one regiment. For such a strength, we are confident to block them.”

“Estimate?!” Zhukov’s face became ugly, and he said in a sarcasm and stinging tone: “When did the commanders of our army learn to use estimates to command operations? Didn’t you send anyone to attack the enemy? Have you ever reconnaissance? Could it be that all the intelligence you have obtained is estimated by you in this house?”

“Comrade General!” Facing Zhukov’s dissatisfaction, the major general looked very embarrassed. He explained in a flustered manner: “The local residents have been evacuated. We can’t find a guide, so there is no way to conduct reconnaissance on the German army.”

Hearing this, Zhukov showed a dumbfounded expression on his face, and he asked again: “Then have you ever counterattacked the German army, or conducted small-scale harassment behind them?”

“No, Comrade General. The frontal German army is very strong. With our current strength, what we can do is to hold the position as long as possible. It is impossible to counterattack the enemy.”

“Lida.” Zhukov turned his head and called my nickname affectionately, and said, “It seems that you are right. This is the kind of defensive conservatism you call.”

“Yes! Georgi Konstantinovich.” I agreed, and closed my mouth quickly. In this kind of situation, if you say too much wrong, I still keep silent for gold, so as not to offend people and still don’t know what’s going on.

Major General looked at me up and down, maybe he was surprised, why would Zhukov run around with a female soldier? He looked at me and asked Zhukov with some doubts: “Comrade General, who is she?”

“Come and get acquainted.” Zhukov introduced my identity to the major general. “Major Oshanina, her military rank was personally conferred by Comrade Stalin.”

I stepped forward, saluted the major general, and greeted him, “Hello, Comrade General!”

“Okay.” Before the major general said anything, Zhukov spoke again: “Comrade General, take us to the front and have a look.” Then he ordered the tank captain: “As for you, Captain. Just stay here, and People from the military academy establish contacts.”

The car that Zhukov and I were in drove north along the muddy road, and the major general’s car followed us closely.

The car drove north for more than ten minutes, and rows of wooden piles with barbed wire began to appear on the side of the road. Knowing that I was not far from the front position, I opened the submachine gun insurance, increased my vigilance, and was ready to deal with emergencies. status.

The driver suddenly yelled: “German!” Then the car stopped abruptly. Because the incident happened suddenly, I still reacted, and I was rushed forward by the huge inertia. My shoulder hit the back of the chair hard, and I almost screamed in pain.

I didn’t care to check the injury on my shoulder, so I opened the car door and jumped out. I saw a long trench 20 meters away, and there seemed to be many people in it. I squatted and raised my gun on alert, and once I found people in the trenches rushing towards us, I immediately shot them without hesitation.

“Wait a minute. Lida!” Zhukov opened the door and walked out and looked over there. “It’s not the Germans in the trenches. Don’t shoot.” It’s not the Germans. Could it be that the driver lied about the military? But since Zhukov said so, there shouldn’t be any problems, so I stood up straight, hung the submachine gun around my neck again, and closed the insurance.

Later, the major general in the car also ran over in a panic, and asked nervously, “What happened?”

“It’s okay.” Zhukov said calmly: “The driver misunderstood and treated our soldiers as Germans.” Then he waved to a man who had just stood up over the trench and shouted, “Hey! Come here!”

A captain officer wearing a brand new army coat jumped out of the trenches, ran over on muddy water, stood up in front of Zhukov and saluted, and shouted: “Comrade General, Captain Andrey, the sixth company commander of the Podolsk Infantry School You report.”

“Have you been defending for a few days?” Zhukov asked with concern.

“The third day and night.”

“How is the enemy’s offensive?”

The captain turned and pointed to the front to introduce us: “We drove the enemy across the Ugra River. It looks like this is the enemy’s vanguard. We are sticking to the east bank of the river.” After that, he turned around and looked. Zhukov, waiting for him to express his attitude.

“How many people are in the company?” Zhukov asked in a calm tone.

“One hundred and forty students. If you can add another company and add 60 people, you can increase the depth of defense. Comrade General!”

Captain 　　’s words seemed to suit Zhukov’s appetite. He turned his head and said to the major general next to him: “Give him a hundred people.”

“Difficulty, Comrade General!” The major general was embarrassed and complained to Zhukov: “In other camps, the number of people is less than half. Besides, we stick to this line of defense…”

“I know.” Before the other party finished speaking, Zhukov interrupted him. “Find it, you can find it anywhere.”

“Yes!” The major general reluctantly agreed.

Zhukov took two steps forward, walked up to the captain, and asked, “Captain, if you get a supplement, can you guarantee to defend this area?”

After a brief silence, the captain replied hesitantly: “It can. I think it must be possible, Comrade General!”

“Look, you shouldn’t let German fascists cross the Ugra River. Tell the students like this.”

“Yes!” The captain agreed very readily.

“Wait!” Zhukov immediately changed his mind, “I’ll talk about it myself!” As he said, he bypassed the captain and walked in the direction of the trench, and I quickly followed.

Seeing our arrival, the soldiers in the trenches stood up one after another. I looked at this trench, it was too crude, narrow and shallow, with people squatting inside, with their heads exposed, and it was okay to block stray bullets. If the Germans bombarded with intensive artillery fire, it is estimated that there would be no fewer than a few survivors.

Zhukov stood on the edge of the trenches, scanned around, and said in an unhappy tone: “Why are they all wearing German military coats?” I saw, no, most of the soldiers in the trenches wore German military coats. Plus they are wearing boat caps, so it’s no wonder the driver just considered them Germans.

“Comrade General,” the soldier closest to him took off his German army coat, stood up straight and replied, “This is just a substitute. There is no coat in the trenches. It feels really cool, Comrade General!”

“What’s the matter, why don’t the soldiers have military coats?” Zhukov asked angrily, looking back at the major general. I observed carefully. The officers in the trenches were all wearing military coats, while the soldiers were still wearing thin summer uniforms. He took off the German army coat and shivered in the cold wind.

“A battle alert was issued in the school. Because of the time constraints, the UU reading www.uukanshu.com quartermaster did not have time to make statistics, so he did not give the students army coats.” The major general hurriedly stepped forward and explained to Zhukov.

“Send the quartermaster to the military court.” Zhukov said very angrily. I guess if the quartermaster stood in front of him, he would definitely be shot. “Be sure to deliver the army coat on time at night, you can do it yourself.”

“Yes! I understand.” The major general agreed and returned to his original position.

Zhukov walked a few steps back and forth on the edge of the trench, and then said loudly, “You are all good! Children, you can’t take a step back, you must hit the last person,” and then squatted down and spoke kindly. The speaking soldier said, “I ask you, do you understand? Children!” Reached out his hand and touched the soldier’s head and said softly, “Hold on for two more days.”

then stood up and ordered the major general as he walked: “You must get a military coat at night.”

“Yes.” The major general saluted Zhukov as he passed by him.

The car swayed over. I stepped forward and opened the door, letting Zhukov sit in. Then he opened the rear door and got into the car.

“Where shall we go next? Comrade General.” The driver asked as he drove.

“Next, we should go to Pologno. The headquarters of the Western Front is there.”

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