Red Moscow

  Chapter 253 Female Pilot

  The military column transporting ammunition was bombed by Soviet aircraft. Not only Sokov, who was hiding nearby, saw it, but even the enemies in Jim City saw it. The German road guard troops stationed a few kilometers away first came to try to rescue them. However, the burning flames of the military columns and the sound of explosions sounded from time to time forced these German soldiers who came to the rescue to stay several hundred meters away. Sigh.

   Not long after, ambulances, fire trucks, armored vehicles and trucks full of soldiers in Jim City also arrived. However, like the rescue troops who arrived earlier, they were blocked by the raging flames hundreds of meters away and could not move forward. Seeing this situation, Vanya, who was hiding on the hill, asked Sokov in a low voice: "Comrade Battalion Commander, we carry mortars, do you think you can hit the enemy a few times?"

  Looking at the crowd of enemies, Sokov once had the idea of ​​bombarding some of them with mortar shells, but he dared not say how many. It would be no problem to destroy a hundred or eighty enemies. But after thinking about it, if you really fired the cannon, it doesn't mean telling the enemy that there is a Soviet army hiding near you. Once the whereabouts are exposed, if you want to carry out the task of cutting off the German army's communication line, the difficulty factor will increase exponentially.

Therefore, Sokov refused Vanya's request without hesitation: "No, Comrade Captain, we can't fire. Once we fire, we will all be exposed. You know, our task is to cut off the enemy. We cannot easily expose the strength of our army unless it is absolutely necessary."

  Hearing what Sokov said, Vanya could only helplessly agree: "Understood."

Seeing that the German army would not take any action for the time being, Sokov left two soldiers to monitor the enemy, took Vanya and the guards down the hill, returned to the camp, and waited for the return of Briski and the others who had gone to rescue the pilot. .

  The four platoons led by Captain Briski are familiar with the terrain in this area, but it is not an easy task to find the crashed pilot in the vast forest. By the time they carried the pilot back to the campsite, it was almost evening.

  In order to prevent Sokov from being in a hurry, Briski personally rushed back to report to him: "Comrade Major, we have found the pilot..."

Sokov saw several soldiers carrying a stretcher in the distance, and there seemed to be a person lying on it, so before Briski could finish speaking, he interrupted him and asked anxiously, "Why is the pilot lying on the stretcher?" Now, was he wounded or died?"

  Bliski quickly replied: "Her leg was slightly injured when the plane made an emergency landing. But don't worry, her life is not in danger."

"It's good that there is no danger to his life. I believe that after treatment, he will return to the blue sky soon." After Sokov said these words casually, he suddenly realized that when Briski mentioned the female pilot, he used "She" instead of "he" called each other, and asked in surprise: "Wait a minute, Comrade Captain, is the pilot a woman?"

   "That's right, Comrade Major." Briski nodded vigorously, and replied affirmatively, "It's a female pilot. To be honest, this is the first time I know that there are female comrades among our pilots."

  Sokov knew that during the Soviet Union's Great Patriotic War, the Soviet Army had formed three women's combat aviation regiments, namely the 586th Fighter Regiment, the 587th Day Bomber Regiment, and the 588th Night Bomber Regiment. Among them, the 588th Flying Regiment, which carried out night bombing missions, was only equipped with the Po-2 trainer aircraft with the worst performance, but they still bombed the Germans to the point of crying and howling, and were dubbed the "Night Witch" by the enemy. Since he didn't know when these three flying regiments were formed, he never cared whether the pilots who provided cover for his troops in the air were male or female.

The stretcher was carried in front of Sokov, and a round-faced female pilot who was lying on it struggled to sit up straight, raised her hand to salute Sokov, and said in her mouth: "Comrade Major, Ollie of the 122nd Flying Group Second Lieutenant Ya reports to you that the plane I was driving unfortunately crashed during a bombing mission, thank you for sending someone to rescue me."

  What the **** is the 122nd Flying Group? Hearing the troop number reported by Second Lieutenant Olya, Sokov murmured to himself: It seems that he has never heard of this troop, so it should not be famous. In fact, this is because Sokov is too ignorant. The 122nd Flying Group was established on October 8, 1941. The first batch of recruited female pilots, after six months of rigorous flight training and aviation courses, were assigned to Three women's aviation regiments serve as commanders at all levels. It is precisely because of the existence of such flying elites who do not give up to men, that the newly formed women's aviation regiment was able to form combat effectiveness in the shortest possible time.

   Sokov raised his hand to return a salute to Olya who was sitting on the stretcher, and said to her: "Comrade Second Lieutenant, don't worry, I will send someone to take you to the hospital behind as soon as possible."

"Thank you, Comrade Major." Hearing what Sokov said, Olya was overjoyed at first, but then a sad expression appeared on her face: "It's a pity that my leg was seriously injured, probably in two or three days. Within a month, there will be no way to return to the blue sky again."

"Don't worry, Comrade Second Lieutenant, this battle will not end in a short while. If you want to return to the blue sky, you will have opportunities in the future." Sokov pretended to be relaxed and said to her in order to ease the atmosphere: "Maybe later , and we need you to provide air support to our troops."

  Sokov's words made the expression on Olya's face relaxed. She looked at Sokov for a while, then suddenly said: "Comrade Major, I know you!"

   "Know me?" Sokov heard Olya say this, and quickly looked at the other party carefully, recalling in his mind where he had seen this female pilot before. But after thinking for a long time, there was no clue at all. He could only shake his head and said regretfully, "I'm sorry, Comrade Second Lieutenant, I really can't remember where I met you."

Seeing Sokov's bewildered face, Olya couldn't help but chuckled, and then said: "Comrade major, a few days ago our brigade went to the new station, and when I passed a checkpoint, I saw you and your subordinates Sit on the sides of the road and rest."

  After being reminded by Olya, Sokov immediately remembered the buses with curtains on the windows, and asked in amazement, "You were on the bus at that time?"

  Olya nodded vigorously, and said affirmatively: "Yes, the pilots of our brigade are all on those buses."

   After getting confirmation from Olya, Sokov finally figured out that the "special forces" that day were the female pilots of the 122nd Flying Brigade. He couldn't help asking curiously: "Comrade Second Lieutenant, how many planes does your flight brigade have?"

To Sokov's question, Olya did not answer directly, but said: "A brigade consists of three squadrons, three crews form a flying squadron, and one crew has three aircraft. Comrade major, do the math, How many planes do we have?"

   "27." Such a simple math problem, how could it be difficult for Sokov, almost as soon as Olya finished speaking, he gave the standard answer accurately.

   "You are so good, you guessed the answer right away."

   "By the way, Comrade Second Lieutenant, I want to ask you." Sokov thought of the bombing scene he had witnessed, and couldn't help but ask again: "How many outstanding pilots like you are there in your flight brigade?"

   "My flying skills can only be considered average, far more than my excellent pilots." Olya said a little dejectedly: "If my skills were better, today's crash would not have happened."

  Sokov recalled that when Olya's plane was pulling up, black smoke came out from under the wings. He didn't know whether it was the German anti-aircraft artillery fire or the fragments of the blown locomotive that hit her plane. Eager to find out about this matter, Sokov turned his head and asked Briski who was standing next to him: "Comrade Captain, do you know the reason for the plane crash?"

  Bliski was on the hill, and together with Sokov witnessed the whole process of how Olya's plane bombed the German army column and how it fell into the forest. Therefore, when rescuing Olia, he specifically checked the damage of the plane. Hearing Sokov ask about this at this moment, he quickly replied: "After the locomotive was destroyed by the aerial bomb, a huge steel plate splashed out and hit the fuselage, which caused the crash of Second Lieutenant Olya's plane. "

   "Comrade Major," just as several people were discussing how the plane was shot down by the debris of the locomotive, a female soldier's voice came. Everyone turned their heads and saw that it was Maria, a female health worker from the health team. She walked up to Sokov and said to him: "Comrade military doctor heard that a wounded person has arrived, so he asked me to come and see if the wounded person is there."

"This is the female pilot, her leg is injured." Sokov pointed at Olya who was sitting on the stretcher, and said to Maria: "Comrade Maria, take her back to the health team. "

  Maria nodded, and then told the soldiers carrying the stretcher: "Come with me." After speaking, he turned and walked towards the health team, and the soldiers quickly followed with the stretcher.

   "Second Lieutenant Olya," Sokov waved at Olya who was fading away, and said, "I wish you a speedy recovery!"

Olya sat on the stretcher, raised her hand to salute Sokov and Briski, and said excitedly: "Thank you, comrade commanders, I will always remember your kindness to me. of."

After the stretcher was far away, Sokov called the radio operator and ordered: "Comrade radio operator, immediately send a telegram to the Army Group Command, saying that we have successfully rescued the female pilot who crashed. , injured her leg, we will arrange for people to send her back to the rear as soon as possible."

  (end of this chapter)