The suddenly lit lights not only surprised me and political commissar Xia Ping. Even Perskin, who was walking towards us, was taken aback by the crowd of black commanders who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Perskin walked up to me, raised his hand absently and saluted, looked at the commanders behind me, and asked curiously: "Comrade Commander, what is going on? Who are they? ?"

I did not answer Perskin’s question. Instead, I gave Xia Ping a handful. According to Russian habits, I first introduced high-level people to low-level people: "Comrade political comrades, let me introduce you. This is Captain Perskin, the commander of the tank battalion."

"Tank battalion?!" As soon as I uttered my words, Xia Ping and Perskin asked in unison: "Isn't it a tank unit? When did you get promoted to a tank battalion?"

I coughed, cleared my throat, and explained to Xia Ping: "Comrades, regiment-level political comrades, this is the case. Originally, I thought there were only ten tanks in the division, so I only set up a detachment system for them. Now you take it with you. With so many tanks coming, the organization of the unit is obviously inappropriate, so I temporarily decided to promote to the tank battalion. You have no opinion?

Xia Ping shook his head, and answered me straightforwardly: "Comrade Teacher, I will obey your arrangement."

Seeing that Xia Ping had no objection, I introduced the new political commissar of the Fourth Regiment to Perskin: "Captain Perskin, come and get to know him. This is Comrade Xia Ping, the new political commissar of the Fourth Regiment. From now on your tank battalion. It will be directly under his command."

Perskin hurriedly raised his hand to salute Xia Ping, and said respectfully: "Hello, comrade of the regiment-level political commissar, welcome you, and I and my subordinates are waiting for your orders."

After the two of them said hello, I pointed at the group of tank soldiers behind me again. Announcing triumphantly to Perskin: "Comrade Captain, I also have to tell you a good news. Have you seen these tank soldiers behind me? They were all brought by Political Commissar Xia Ping and supplemented to your battalion."

Perskin was overjoyed when he heard the news. He grabbed my hand and shook it vigorously, and said in excitement, "Comrade commander. Thank you for adding so many commanders to us in one fell swoop. I promise you, as long as you give me an order, I promise to lead the tank. The battalion will fight against the invading enemy."

After he let go of my hand, I turned my head and shouted at the back: "Comrade Vajim, please come here." When Vajim came to my side, I smiled again on my face. Strkin said: "Captain Perskin. I will introduce you to this comrade political instructor. His name is Vadim. From today on, he will be the deputy political battalion commander in your camp."

My words made Pellsjian stunned for a while, but he quickly returned to normal, and proactively extended his hand to Vajim, and said in a friendly manner: "Hello, Comrade Political Vice Battalion Commander, you are welcome to work in the Tank Battalion. ."

"Hello, comrade battalion commander. I hope we can be good partners in our future work." Although Vajim said very politely, I could hear a sense of alienation.

After Xia Pingping greeted them, they asked Perskin politely: "Comrade Captain. I don't know what model of the ten tanks seized tonight?"

Perskin originally appeared a little restrained in front of the new regiment political commissar and political deputy battalion commander. After hearing the question from the political commissar Xia Ping, he replied very freely: "Report to the political comrade, in the captured tank. , There are four No. 3 tanks and six No. 4 tanks."

Hearing the two talk about their profession, I suddenly lost interest, and I called Morozov to my side. He whispered to him: "Captain Morozov, I now give you a task. Run immediately and call the Fourth Regiment Commander Lieutenant Colonel Gaidar to me here. Just say I have important things to tell him."

After Morozov left, I walked to the side of Xia Ping and Perskin who were chatting enthusiastically. I intend to continue listening to my bible. Unexpectedly, I heard Xia Ping say very professionally: "...Yes, comrade captain. The German army originally designed the No. 3 tank for the purpose of fighting with the No. 4 tank. The No. 3 is equipped with a high-speed tank gun, which is mainly used For attacking enemy tanks, the No. 4 tank is equipped with a larger-caliber howitzer for anti-infantry operations. This is also a trend in the development of tanks in various countries in the early 1930s."

When Xia Ping said that there was a pause in the middle, Perskin interrupted in time: “The crew of these two tanks are five people: the driver, the correspondent, the gunner, the loader, and the captain. We only attacked eighteen. Just say that before getting new supplements, four of them can barely be put into battle. But now that you have experienced tankers brought by you, comrade political comrades, then we can put all ten tanks into battle."

"What model are these No. 3 tanks?" When Xia Ping asked Perskin this, I was standing next to me suddenly covered with black lines. I thought that the tanks were divided into No. 3 and No. 4, but I didn't expect three. The tank number is actually divided into several models.

Perskin apparently knew all these data well. As for Xia Ping’s question, he opened his mouth: “The seized No. 3 tanks are all the latest n-type tanks. The turrets are all equipped with 50 mm turrets. Low-speed gun, which has a low initial velocity and can shoot high-explosive ammunition, suitable for the implementation of the planned anti-infantry and close support missions, and the vehicle will carry 64 rounds of 75mm artillery shells and 3450 rounds of machine gun ammunition. As for the armed machine guns, the same as the previous models, both use two 7.92 mm machine guns and one machine gun in the body."

I became a little uneasy when I heard the two talk more and more professionally. My eyes couldn't help looking around, hoping that Gaidar could come over soon. After I introduced the new regiment political commissar to him, I could return to my division headquarters. .

When I was extremely anxious, Xia Ping’s voice floated into my ears: "...After the Germans invaded our territory, they found the 50mm guns equipped with their No. 3 tanks E and F. It is impossible to effectively deal with our army’s t-34 and kv-1 heavy tanks. Even if it is replaced with a more powerful 60mm artillery, it can only deal with our army’s tanks at close range. Due to technical reasons, No. 3 The chassis of the tank no longer allowed the replacement of larger artillery, so the German military only remembered the No. 4 tank, and replaced the No. 4 f2 tank with a 75mm long gun. Finally, they had a way to counter me. Army T-34 tanks. But in this way, the combat use of their No. 4 tanks has also been completely changed."

Hearing these professional content constantly poured into my ears, and then I saw two people who talked more and more speculatively. I almost have a thought of running away. Just as I was still hesitating to find an excuse to slip, I suddenly heard a rush of footsteps in the distance. Then a dozen commanders came out of the dark. Walked to the area illuminated by the tank lights.

The two people who came to the front, one was Morozov I sent out, and the other was Heydar who I had been waiting for. Seeing the two appearing, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After secretly drawing a cross on my chest, I turned my head and called Xia Ping, and then walked toward Gaidar.

"Hello, comrade teacher." Gaidar saluted me. Then he couldn't wait to ask: "Do you have any instructions for coming to me so late?"

It just so happened that Xia Ping walked by my side at this moment. I quickly pulled his arm and pointed to Gaidar to introduce him: "Comrade regiment-level political comrade, I will introduce you. This is the captain of the Fourth Regiment. Lieutenant Colonel Dahl." Then I said to Gaidar again. "Lieutenant Colonel Gaidar, come and get to know him. This is Comrade Xia Ping, the regiment-level political commissar newly sent to our division by the superior. After discussing with the commander, we decided to let him serve as the political commissar of your regiment."

After Gaidar heard it, he let out a yeah. Then he leaned close to my ear and said in a low voice: "Comrade commander, is it appropriate for this regiment-level political commissar to come to my regiment as a political commissar?"

"What's wrong?" I was confused by his words. So he asked inexplicably.

"But he is a regiment-level political commissar!" After Gaidar specifically emphasized the identity of the other party to me, he added: "His rank should be the division political commissar or brigade political commissar, not the small regiment political commissar."

After hearing Gaidar’s concerns, I said lightly: “Lieutenant Colonel Gaidar, to work in the independent division is not only the request of Political Commissar Xia Ping, but also the permission of Comrade Commander. The political commissar also said that as long as he can Stay in Stalingrad and do not withdraw to the east bank of the Volga River. Not to mention the regiment political commissar, even the political deputy commander of the tank battalion. He is willing to serve."

Seeing what I said was all about it, Gaidar knew that it would be useless to say anything more. He had no choice but to accept this reality, and he said bitterly to Xia Ping: "Comrade Political Commissar, hello! On behalf of all the commanders and fighters of the Fourth Regiment, you are welcome to work in the Fourth Regiment."

Seeing that all the things that should be done are done, I am afraid that I will hear the profound professional theories discussed by Perskin and Xia Ping again, and I want to get away with a few simple explanations. When he was about to leave, he was stopped by Gaidar. He said with concern: "Comrade Commander, the high ground is too dangerous. You should move the headquarters to a residential area."

"The high ground is dangerous. Is the settlement safe?"

"Master, look over there!" Gaidar pointed towards the cemetery, while lowering his voice and said to me: "There is an air defense fortification under that cemetery, which can accommodate thousands of people. There is no problem. Recently, I stayed in the fortifications. Yes, besides our commanders, there are many residents who fled to the ferry and waited to cross the river."

Hearing that he wanted me to stay in the air defense fortification under the cemetery, I couldn't help but shudder. After looking at the gloomy location, he said that he wanted me to stay there. I would rather stay on the high ground and suffer German shells. Thinking of this, I refused Gaidar's kindness without hesitation, and hurried back to the high ground with Morozov and the others.

Back to the command center, Kirilov, who saw me reappearing, walked over immediately and asked with concern: "Comrade Oshanina, what's the situation, is it coming to the tank soldiers with Comrade Commander?"

I nodded vigorously and replied: "The commander not only added 100 tankers from the 42nd Independent Tank Brigade to our division, but also sent Comrade Xia Ping, the political commissar of the brigade, to our division to assist in the work."

Hearing what I said, Kirilov and Akhromeyev's eyes instinctively looked out of the cave, but at this time there was no one outside the door except the sentinel walking back and forth.

Seeing no one outside the cave, Kirilov asked strangely: "Comrade Commander, where is the political commissar Xia Ping, why didn't I see anyone outside the cave?"

I waved at him, and after sitting down, I said, "Comrade Political Commissar, you don't need to find it. Political Commissar Xia Ping is not working in our division headquarters."

"Where did he go?"

"I made him the political commissar of the Fourth Regiment, and went to partner with Lieutenant Colonel Gaidar."

Kirilov finished listening to me. I frowned and asked strangely: "I know Comrade Xia Ping, isn't he a regiment-level political commissar. Even if he can't serve as a deputy political commissar in the division, he can't be a political commissar in the regiment?"

I don't want to get entangled with Kirilov on this issue anymore. He just said vaguely: "This was allowed by Commander Trikov and Comrade Gurov, a military commissioner."

When I said this, Kirilov stopped talking. I went on to say: "Political Commissar Xia Ping also brought a political instructor. I have appointed him as the political deputy commander of the tank battalion." In order to prevent Kirilov from asking about the tank battalion, I speeded up Speaking quickly, I said the words first, "Because of the large number of tanks added this time, I did not discuss with you, so I directly promoted the tank unit to a tank battalion."

Kirilov listened. He just nodded and didn't speak. And Akhromeyev, who has remained silent, suddenly reported: "Comrade commander, General Krylov, the chief of staff of the group army, just called and informed us again that when there is something to contact the group army headquarters, either use Wired telephone, or use the radio to send the report."

I heard that you can call the group army headquarters directly. I can’t help but feel that the efficiency of the group army’s communications office is still quite high. How long has it been until the wired telephone directly connected to the group army headquarters is connected.

Kirilov looked at his watch. Said to me: "Comrade Oshaninna, you have been tired all night, and you should have a good rest. It is still an hour before dawn. Before dawn, the Germans should not attack again, so you should take the time to rest. ."

I nodded gratefully for Kirilov's concern, turned my head and saw Razumeyeva still staying in the house, sitting with the operator Nadya, and beckoned to her to let her come by.

After she walked over, I opened the door and asked, "The first group, the second group, and the third group except for wired phones. Are they equipped with walkie-talkies?"

After hearing what I said, Razumeyeva asked confusedly: "Comrade Commander. Aren't they all equipped with wired phones? Why are they equipped with walkie-talkies?"

I stretched out my hand. I lightly nodded a few times with my finger on her forehead, smiled and taught her: "Have you forgotten how the telephone line between our telephone line to 107.5 Heights was interrupted by German artillery tonight?"

Only then did Razumeyeva regained her senses, and quickly agreed: "Understood, comrade commander, I will arrange manpower to send the extra walkie-talkies in the communication room to the first and third groups."

When she turned around and was about to leave, I suddenly remembered that after going out to check the line, there was no news from Vonia, so I stopped her and asked with concern: "Comrade Lieutenant, Vonia, Vanya has news. Already?" Although I knew that Vonia had little hope of surviving under the circumstances, I couldn't help but want to know the answer.

She nodded and replied in a low voice, "found it?"

Seeing her answering my question, there was no expression of joy on her face, my heart sank, and she secretly asked whether Vonia really sacrificed, and then tentatively asked: "She sacrificed?"

As soon as I said my words, she shook her head, and then said to me embarrassedly: "Comrade Commander, although Vonia did not sacrifice, when our soldiers found her, she was already seriously injured and was blown up. One leg. Even if she is discharged from the hospital, she must rely on crutches to walk."

Knowing the exact news of Vonia, I sighed helplessly, then waved to Razumeyeva and told her: "It's getting late, Comrade Lieutenant, you go and perform the task."

Although it was my whim to distribute walkie-talkies to the command posts of the three regiments, the facts soon proved how wise my decision was.

Not long after I slept, I was awakened by the earth-shaking explosion. I sat down abruptly and saw that Kirilov and Akhromeyev were not at the table, but stood at the entrance of the cave and looked out at what?

I walked quickly, and when I was a few steps away from the two of them, I asked them aloud: "Political commissar, chief of staff, what happened and where was the shelling?" I didn't expect to find out after I exited. The sound has been masked by the loud explosion. Kirilov and Akhromeyev, who were standing just a few steps in front of me, didn't hear me at all, so that they didn't even turn around.

I walked behind the two of them and reached out and patted their shoulders. The two of them were slapped on the shoulders by me from behind, only to realize my arrival. Before I could speak, Akhromeyev knew what I wanted to ask, and quickly told me that our position was being attacked by the enemy.

Air strike! I quickly pushed aside the two of them, ran out of the hole quickly, and looked up at the sky. Swarms of enemy planes in the air are flying around, instead of diving down from a high altitude, dropping bombs and shooting. In the past, the enemy only bombed and fired the high ground where a regiment was stationed. Today, the enemy has not even let go of the high ground where we are.

When I was about to count how many enemy planes there were in the sky, Kirilov and Akhromeyev, who had reacted, rushed out of the hole, put my arms on the left and right, and took me. Pull into the hole. Before we ran into the hole, a bomb fell from the sky and exploded ten meters behind us. The big and small clods that were blown up hit my back, and it hurt me to suck. Air-conditioning.

"Damn it! How could the enemy's plane strike our high ground?" As we walked into the command post in the cave, the explosion outside became much quieter, so I asked the two people loudly, "One regiment and three regiments. How is the situation in the position?"

Akhromeyev shook his head~lightnovelpub.net~ and replied: "Comrade commander, the enemy's air attack has just begun, and we have not had time to contact the other two regiments."

"Contact now!" I yelled at Akhromeyev for the first time.

When Akhromeyev picked up the phone, he shouted loudly: "Hey, hello, the third regiment, the third regiment, I am the division headquarters, can you hear it? Please answer if you hear it! Hey, hello, the third regiment... …"

I walked quickly to Nadya's side and told her loudly, "Nadya, immediately contact the group and ask Lieutenant Colonel Sergeikov what's going on with them?"

When I heard that Akhromeyev and Nadya were calling their respective targets, I was upset, and after going around the command post with my hands on my back for a few times, I was planning to go outside the cave to see the situation again. I thought but was stopped by Kirilov. He didn't speak, and he couldn't speak in such a loud noise. He just shook his head at me, then grabbed my arm and dragged me back to the command post.

When Kirilov and I re-entered the headquarters, I saw Akhromeyev who was on the phone with a happy expression on his face, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Yes, yes, I am the commander of the division. Ministry, are you the third group?" (to be continued)