Chapter 1390 Standing firm and waiting for help (Part 1)

  The German troops stationed in the town of Compass in Kazakhia are two regiments of the 106th Infantry Division belonging to the 11th Army of the Kenff Battle Group. The assault of the Guchakov Battalion and the Bunch Tank Battalion did throw the enemy into chaos at first, but the Germans quickly regained their senses and took advantage of their strength to surround the hospital.

  When the German army rushed in from the gate, the first company in the outpatient building stood firm and shot at the rushing enemy with machine guns and assault rifles from the window. Intensive crossfire blocked the way for the German army to charge. After a burst of intensive gunfire, the enemies who tried to rush into the hospital were repulsed, leaving seventy or eighty corpses and wounded at the hospital gate.

  Seeing that the German attack was repelled, Guchakov came to the outpatient building, found the company commander Narva on the second floor, and asked, "Captain Narva, can you hold it?"

"Don't worry, Comrade Battalion Commander." Narva replied with a smile: "Although we have fewer troops than the enemy, as long as we stick to this building, the enemy will have to pay at least several times as much as us if they want to rush in." cost."

Guchakov nodded after hearing this, and said to him: "Now Yegor's second company and the remaining tanks of the tank battalion are staying in the open space behind the outpatient building. If the situation here is critical, they will provide you with Aid."

   "What about the guard company commanded by Captain Sergei?"

   "They have just entered the inpatient building, and now they are probably building fortifications to prevent the enemy from rushing into the hospital from other directions."

While the two were talking, a communications soldier hurried over and said to Guchakov in a breathless voice: "Comrade Commander, Captain Seryozha asked me to come to you, saying that there were some special cases in the inpatient building." The situation, I would like you to go and have a look."

   Knowing that there were some special situations in Seriosha's place, Guchakov didn't dare to neglect, so he followed the messenger who came to report the news and rushed to the inpatient building.

   When he came to the inpatient building, Seryozha was already waiting at the door.

  Guchakov stepped forward and asked loudly: "Seryozha, what's the matter?"

   "Comrade Major," Seryozha said as he led Guchakov inside, "When we occupied the building, we found that there were a large number of wounded and sick living here."

   "Wounded and sick?"

   "Yes, the wounded are all wounded German officers and soldiers, while the patients are residents of the town."

   "How did you deal with it?"

"There are probably more than a hundred wounded in the German army. Now I gather them all in one room and send a squad of soldiers to watch over them. As for the sick, I gather them all in the basement to prevent the enemy from bombarding the building. causing unnecessary casualties."

   "Captain Seryozha, your arrangement is very reasonable." After Guchakov praised Seryozha, he suddenly thought of a question, and quickly asked, "By the way, where are the medical staff?"

   "I locked them all in the dressing room and sent two soldiers to guard them."

   "Why lock them all up?"

   "Because, because," Seryozha did not expect Guchakov to ask such a question, he stammered, and then explained: "Because the medical staff in the hospital are all Germans."

"They're all German?" Knowing that the medical staff in the hospital were all German, Guchakov couldn't help but frowned. His purpose of retreating to the hospital with his troops was to use the strong buildings here for defense. I want the medical staff in the hospital to treat the wounded soldiers. But I didn't expect that the medical staff here are all Germans, so things are a bit difficult: "Hurry up and take me to see it."

Seryozha led Guchakov towards the dressing room, and when he came to the door, he found that of the two soldiers standing at the door, only one remained, and the other was still standing at the door of the dressing room, poking around. Peek inside.

   Seeing this, Sergei Sha shouted at the soldier: "What are you doing?"

  The soldier was startled by Sergey's voice, turned his head and raised his hand to salute Sergey, and stammered, "Report to Comrade Company Commander, I'm seeing a doctor for an operation on the platoon leader."

   When he learned that the German doctor was performing an operation on his platoon leader, Sergesha's face changed drastically. He drew out his pistol and rushed to the door, shouting at the door: "Don't move! Hands up!"

  However, the doctor inside was not frightened by Seryozha, so he was still doing what he should do. The platoon leader of the guard lying on the hospital bed tilted his head to look at Sergey Sha, and asked with some puzzlement: "Comrade company commander, what happened?"

   Seryosha didn't answer, but rushed forward and grabbed the doctor's collar, and put the gun on the doctor's chin.

  The doctor unhurriedly threw the equipment in his hand into a nearby plate, and asked in fluent Russian: "Mr. Officer, what are you doing?"

   Seryozha was stopped by the doctor's questions, and for a while he didn't know what to say.

"Mr. Officer, please let go of your hand, will you?" The doctor calmly pushed Seryosha's hand, "I'm just a doctor, so you don't have to be so nervous. In my eyes, there is only a difference between a sick person and a normal person." When I come to my place, whether he is a German or a Russian, I will treat them equally, because they are all my patients!"

  Hearing what the doctor said, Seryozha loosened his collar, took a step back, and unconsciously looked at his subordinates lying on the hospital bed.

"Comrade company commander, don't worry, this doctor's skills are good." The platoon leader lying on the hospital bed pointed to the tray on the bedside table next to him, and said to Seryozha: "Look, he has already taken out the bullet. .”

  The platoon leader was unfortunately shot in the leg when he was withdrawing into the hospital, so Seryozha arranged for him and another soldier to watch over the German medical staff here. After he looked at the other party carefully, he found that the injured calf had been bandaged. In the tray on the bedside table, besides the **** scalpel and gauze, there was also a deformed bullet.

   Seeing that he had wrongly blamed the doctor, Seryozha quickly apologized to the other party and said, "I'm sorry, doctor, I was too reckless. I went too far just now, please forgive me."

   "Mr. Officer," the doctor replied politely, "As a doctor, it is my responsibility to save lives and heal the wounded. If you still have wounded, you can send them here, and I will be responsible for treating them."

   "Great, this is really great." Guchakov, who followed through the door, heard and saw everything that happened in the dressing room. He went up to hold the doctor's hand and said gratefully: "Thank you, doctor, I will send someone to bring the wounded over immediately."

Although the German doctor is not a military doctor, he has dealt with people in the army for a long time, and he is familiar with military ranks. He can tell at a glance that Guchakov's military rank is higher than that of the man who pointed a gun at him just now. He smiled slightly Then he said politely: "Mr. officer, it seems that this is your highest military rank."

   "That's right." Guchakov nodded and replied, "The troops occupying the hospital are under my command."

  The doctor said with a serious expression: "Mr. Officer, since all the Russian troops in the hospital are now under your command, can you promise me one condition?"

   "What conditions?" Guchakov asked with a straight face.

"Mr. Officer, before your troops rushed into this hospital, there were more than a hundred wounded German troops living in the inpatient building. Now they are all locked in one big room by your people." The doctor said emotionally : "So many people are crowded in one ward, and it is difficult to even turn around. This is very detrimental to their recovery from injuries."

"No, doctor, I absolutely cannot agree to the conditions you put forward." Guchakov denied the conditions put forward by the doctor without thinking: "Our troops are limited. If we let the wounded German soldiers return to their original rooms , where do we have so many people to take care of them?"

   "That's right," Seryozha echoed, "If someone resists, we can't take care of it at all."

After figuring out what the two men were worried about, the doctor immediately made a solemn guarantee: "Mr. officers, I assure you on my own honor that after the wounded return to their original wards, they will never take any peaceful measures. Your hostile actions."

Seeing that the doctor was willing to use his reputation as a guarantee, Guchakov couldn't help but feel worried. There were more than one hundred wounded in the German army. The wounded, if they wreak havoc on the building when the Germans attacked, Sergei's men would be exhausted.

"Comrade battalion commander," Seryozha saw that Guchakov was lost in thought, fearing that he would agree to the doctor's conditions, he quickly reminded him: "If all the wounded Germans are sent back to their original wards, we simply don't have that many people." Take care. In case when the battle is fierce, these wounded suddenly riot and cooperate with the enemy outside the building, then we will be passive."

  After hearing what Sergey said clearly, the doctor waved his hands desperately, and said repeatedly: "No, no, as long as I come forward and explain clearly to the wounded, I believe they will not cause you any trouble."

Under the doctor's begging, Guchakov couldn't bear it, so he was ready to adopt a compromise method: "Doctor, it is obviously impossible to let all the wounded return to the original wards, which will distract us. The manpower. But these wounded can be divided into three rooms, so it will appear so crowded."

Although it was impossible for all the wounded to return to their original rooms, the plan proposed by Guchakov allowed many seriously wounded to lie on the hospital bed again. This was already the best ending. The doctor quickly grabbed Guchakov Tsarkov's hand shook vigorously to thank him.

  …

  While Guchakov and Sergey were reassigning rooms for the wounded Germans, the 84th Infantry Division, which attacked October Town, had cleared all the enemies in the town and was cleaning the battlefield and taking stock of the results. After inspecting the town, the division commander Fomenko called Sokov himself and reported to him the results of the capture of October Town.

  Sokov was very happy to learn that the 84th Division had occupied October Town. After a few words of praise, he asked casually, "General Fomenko, when will your troops advance south?"

   "Advance to the south?" Fomenko asked with some puzzlement when he heard Sokov's words: "Comrade Commander, we just captured October Town and immediately went south. Isn't it a bit too hasty?"

"What?!" Sokov jumped up from his seat when he heard Fomenko say this: "Don't you know that a tank force passed through the town and went south to meet the troops that had circled to the enemy's rear and went down to the enemy's rear?" An attack from a German-occupied town? Do you stand by and leave them alone?"

When Sokov was getting angry at the microphone, Sameko walked over with a piece of paper and said to Sokov with a solemn expression: "Comrade Commander, just received a call from Colonel Koida, they have already communicated with Contact with the Guchakov Battalion was lost."

   "What, lost contact with the Guchakov camp?" Sokov asked in surprise, "How long has it been?"

  Sameko looked up at his watch and replied, "About forty minutes."

   "Damn, what happened to Colonel Koyda?" Sokov said angrily after hearing this, "It took so long to lose contact with the Guchakov camp before reporting to me."

"Comrade Commander, you need to be in a hurry first." Sameko persuaded, "Maybe Colonel Koida was unable to get in touch with the Guchakov Battalion for a long time before he realized that something might have gone wrong, which led to a little delay in reporting. .”

   "Which tank unit is operating with the Guchakov battalion?"

   "It's the Special Tank Battalion."

   "Special tank battalion?" Hearing this special designation, Sokov tentatively asked: "Is that the tank battalion equipped with 12 T-34/85 tanks?"

   "That's right, it's them."

   "I remember that the commander of the tank battalion is Major Bunch." Sokov told Sameko: "Get in touch with him and ask him if he is with the Guchakov battalion."

   "Also contacted." Sameko shook his head and said with a wry smile, "I still can't get in touch."

   "Keep in touch, make sure to get in touch with them."

After Sokov ordered Sameko, he said into the microphone again: "General Fomenko, have you heard? We have lost contact with an infantry battalion and a tank battalion deep behind the enemy. I believe that they The situation must be very dangerous, I order you to immediately go south along the road and rush to support them."

"Yes, Comrade Commander." Fomenko heard the conversation between Sokov and Sameko and realized the seriousness of the problem. If it was really because of his slow action that the two troops deep behind the enemy were wiped out, he would be fine. He will not be dismissed and go to court-martial, but his future will come to an end, so he replied decisively: "I will immediately order the troops to set off to reinforce the friendly troops who are in danger."

  After putting down the phone, Sokov saw that Sameko had returned to the table, so he looked up at him and asked, "Where is Colonel Yakov, are you back?"

Sameko shook his head again: "Not yet." Without waiting for Sokov to ask again, he took the initiative to say: "There is no response to the call from the radio station. I guess the radio station cannot be used when the hovercraft is driving at high speed, so we cannot Get in touch with Colonel Yakov."

  (end of this chapter)