Burning Moscow

　　 With the cover of heavy snow, our troops quickly approached the ruins of the station.

　　 The sound of guns from both sides of the war concealed the sound of our actions, so that when we reached the ruins, the German troops besieging the station did not even notice. As soon as I entered the designated attack position, before I gave an order, Isayev took the initiative to deploy the artillery company around the periphery of the ruins, and the muzzles of a dozen mortars of 50 and 82 mm caliber were aimed at the front.

　　 It's strange to say that when we were about to start the attack, the snow suddenly became smaller and slowly, and soon it stopped completely. As soon as the snow stopped, my vision suddenly opened up. I was surprised to find that there was still a road more than ten meters between the position where we were staying and the position occupied by the German army. Our army originally built a lot of barricades and fortifications here, but after being bombarded by German planes and artillery, it has become a piece of desolate ruins, and the ruins are covered with the bodies of the dead. There are Germans and ours. In contrast, our soldiers on the defensive side have more corpses.

Looking into the distance, the German tank that I saw just now may be too unscrupulous when it rushed forward. The cannon barrel passed through the frame of a scrapped bus. Now the body of the bus is hanging. On the barrel. With such a behemoth hanging, it was a little too weak to hit the wall of the building. I rushed to the wall several times to make an impact, but the purpose was not achieved because of the buffering effect of the body.

　　 "Fire!" Isayev next to me suddenly yelled, shocking me, who was not prepared for anything. With the sound of "Boom, Boom, Boom!" a series of cannons popped out of the chamber, and dozens of shells roared and flew towards the German army. The artillery shells landed exactly where the Germans gathered, and exploded one after another. The air wave lifted all objects near the explosion point high into the air, and the German soldiers were blown into the air. Many of the bricks and tiles that were blown up hit our concealed pile of rubble. Seeing this, I was secretly grateful. Fortunately, I didn’t attack at the same time as the bombardment. Otherwise, the flying bricks would have been Will cause us unnecessary casualties.

　　 The German soldiers were beaten by our sudden attack. Many people were lying on their guns and looking around, eager to find out where the attack came from. At the same time they were startled, the second round of artillery battery fired out again, allowing more enemies to see God with doubts.

　　 Seeing that the infantry was bombarded, the German tank hurriedly retreated backwards and kept turning the turret, presumably trying to throw the obstructive bus down. However, the artillery did not give it a chance to get out, and several shells roared straight to the tank. Except for one that exploded nearby, all the other shells hit the body accurately. The tank, engulfed in fire and heavy smoke, struggled back and retreated for a while, and was completely paralyzed. None of the tankers could escape from it.

Another round of artillery shells screamed and landed on the German positions. The rubble that was lifted into the air by the explosive air wave, except for a few that fell on our positions, the remaining parts were all evenly spread on the German positions, and temporarily The German soldiers who were not patronized by the shells smashed and howled.

　　 I stood up abruptly, picked up my submachine gun and shot a fan at the German position, knocking down several soldiers who stood up and ran around avoiding falling rocks. The sound of gunfire was the command, and almost at the same time as I was shooting, there was a sudden burst of gunfire like bursting beans.

　　 I raised the submachine gun with green smoke at its muzzle high, and was about to issue an offensive command loudly. I didn't expect the soldiers to jump up with shouts, jumped onto the rubble piles, and shot while holding the gun. Seeing this situation, I secretly nodded. It seemed that these company captains were all pretty good, and knew how to seize the opportunity and know when is the best time to attack.

Not only did the troops on the left and right wings attacked across the board, even my guard platoon rushed forward with guns. In this case, I couldn’t stay where I was. So I also squeezed my submachine gun and followed the soldiers. Our back rushed forward.

　　 The fighters' attack speed was very fast, and they rushed over at a distance of more than ten meters. When I crossed the rubble and stepped on the road separating the positions of the two armies, the battle was almost over.

　　 At this moment, a string of bullets flew from nowhere, and several soldiers around me fell to the ground. The soldier standing in front of me leaned back and slammed into me. In a hurry, I hurriedly stretched out my hand to help him, but was rushed a few steps back by the huge inertia. If it hadn't been for this time someone suddenly supported me, I might have fallen on this muddy road.

　　 I turned my head and saw that it was Aggie who helped me. He took the soldier's body from me and placed it on the ground carefully. Aguminte ran to my side, crouching and raising his gun to aim forward. I looked in the direction of his gun. It turned out that it was a dozen German soldiers hiding in the wreckage of the bus. They hid in the carriage, shooting frantically at the charging soldiers with their guns, and many soldiers had fallen under their guns.

　　 With the sound of a gunshot next to me, a German soldier threw the gun in his hand, covered his chest and planted from the window of the car. The remaining German soldiers were killed by the intensive firepower of the soldiers five or six, and the remaining soldiers surrendered to our army with their hands raised up after emptying the magazine of the submachine gun. However, the soldiers had red eyes long ago. At this time, they couldn't stop even if they wanted to stop. The dense bullets still shot into the carriage. In the end, except for the two who were lucky enough to become prisoners, the others were beaten into sieve by random guns.

　　 The sound of shooting on the battlefield gradually became thinner, and then fell completely into silence.

　　 The defenders in the building opposite, from the beginning of our army’s shelling, they stopped shooting and hid in the building to watch the changes. Now that the battle was over, someone cautiously poked his head out of the window. However, in order to prevent misunderstanding, they first stretched out a military flag that was full of bullet holes and burned a corner out of the window and swayed vigorously to show their identity. People who saw us slowly walked towards the building, and someone upstairs poked their heads out and shouted loudly, "Hey, comrades, which part of you are you?"

　　 "We are from the 1077 Independence Battalion, which part are you?" Lieutenant Festov replied loudly, standing in front of the building.

　　 "We are in the first battalion and three companies of the 1077 regiment. We have never heard of any independent battalion. Which part of you are you?" Then the person who heard the words gave an order from the stairs: "All of them, ready to fight!"

Seeing the muzzle sticking out of the window, our soldiers were unwilling to show weakness, and pointed their guns at the building~www.novelmt.com~ Under this tense situation, I hurried forward and directed at Felstorf said: "Let the soldiers put down their guns. Didn't you see our flag floating in the building?"

Seeing everyone put down their weapons, I came downstairs alone, raised my head and said loudly: "I'm Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina, the Special Commissioner of the Front Army, and the unit I led was temporarily formed behind enemy lines. Which part are you from?"

　　 "Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina?" "Yes, it's her, it's Comrade Lieutenant Colonel." An excited conversation came from a few people in the building. In a short while, a few people came out of the hole that had just been blasted by German shells, and they came to me in a few steps. A leading sergeant stood at attention and saluted me and reported loudly: "Report to Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, Sergeant Geriya reports to you!"

Geriya, the name sounds quite familiar. I was thinking back to where I heard the name. Aji stepped forward and whispered in my ear: "Comrade Commander, this Geriya, you have a few days ago. He also ordered him to **** the rescued comrades back to the defense zone. Have you forgotten?"

　　 Hearing what Aji said, I suddenly realized that I hurried forward and took Geria's hand and said, "So it's you, Comrade Sergeant, I didn't expect us to meet here."

"Yes," he said excitedly, squeezing my hand with both hands, "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, but I hope you come back..." Before he could finish his words, someone shouted from a distance. : "The German devils are coming up!"

　　 Hearing this unexpected news, the people around couldn't help feeling a little flustered. I quickly got my hands out of Geria's hands and turned around and ordered the crowd: "Ready to fight!"