Struggle in Soviet Russia

"Go to the woods!" Victor yelled angrily, and kicked a guy who had rushed in front of him off the roadbed.

Someone in the chaotic crowd finally heard his shout and began to run towards the jungle below the roadbed. Some grassroots commanders were also organizing soldiers who had jumped out of the car to enter the jungle, and two light machine gun groups were also leaving. An air defense position was constructed not far from Victor, and the air defense gun on the roof was used for defense.

There were more people in the carriage of the transporters than in Victor's carriage. Therefore, the evacuation was more difficult. However, at this time, the commanders also calmed down and began to guard the vicinity of the carriage to maintain order.

Victor walked along the roadbed to the front of the train. He observed that there were only three German fighter planes carrying out the attack. Moreover, they should have completed their combat missions and found the moving train on the return flight. Attack.

Therefore, their planes did not carry bombs and could only use aerial cannons to shoot the trains. To be honest, compared to fighters carrying bombs, fighters that could only be attacked with aerial cannons were much less threatening.

Victor walked two carriages forward, grabbing a loudspeaker directly from a tug, and then using the horn to direct the soldiers who got off the car to hide in the jungle, while continuing to move toward the front of the train.

Nino followed him closely and asked him to hide in the jungle several times, but he refused.

Just when the two reached the sixth carriage, a German fighter jet suddenly swooped from the right side of the jungle and attacked the train from the side. Considering the anti-aircraft fire on the top of the train, the attack method was originally It's safe, but the pilot of this fighter plane was obviously out of luck. When he was driving the fighter plane down, he was hit by the anti-aircraft artillery on the rear compartment of the car.

The place where the fighter was hit should be the fuel tank, so that when the fighter passed over the roof of the train, it exploded into a ball of fire, and half of the aircraft’s nose was tumbling and landing not far away with billowing smoke. In the woodland, countless flaming fragments fell from mid-air like a goddess scattered flowers.

The position where the fighter plane was blown out was only a dozen meters away from where Victor was. Seeing the scattered fire light falling across the sky, the first reaction he made subconsciously was to turn around and try to avoid it in this way. These fragments.

But when he turned around, he realized that Nino, who was behind him, stood stupidly on the spot, looking up at the debris that was scattered all over the sky, without showing any intention of avoiding it.

Almost from an instinctive reaction, Victor pushed hard under his feet and leaped forward and threw the carefree woman directly underneath him. Then, he heard a soft tinkling sound in his ears, and at the same time , There was a sudden tingling on the left side of his butt, as if he had been given a stitch.

Regardless of feeling the softness of the woman under him, Victor shook his head, thinking about getting up from the ground, and saw a few meters directly in front of him, a large soldier commanding the soldiers, his whole body exploded suddenly. Open, one arm and half of the calf, as if torn by a strong force, rolled and flew towards him.

Still relying on an instinctive reaction, Victor grabbed Nino under him and rolled towards the bottom of the roadbed. Almost at the same time, he blew up clouds of dust on the roadbed not far from him. , The gravel came with dust on the surface, hitting the body with a faint pain.

The screaming fighter plane passed by completely from above, and the anti-aircraft guns counterattacked and chased away, but all the shells were missed, and we could only watch the fighter plane finally disappear over the jungle.

Victor struggled to get up from the ground. While looking up at the direction of the fighter plane, he stretched out his hand to pull up Nino who was lying on the ground, and asked casually, "Are you okay?"

"I...I'm fine," Nino was obviously frightened, and she said in a slightly trembling voice, "You, you are injured."

Victor felt the pain on his forehead. He stretched out his hand and wiped the painful place. There was blood on his fingers, but he felt that the wound should not be too serious. It was probably caused by gravel.

"It's okay, it's just scratched a bit," he rubbed his finger on his clothes, and Victor looked at the back of the train.

At this time, on the roadbed next to the train, a few incomplete corpses were lying down scattered, and one corpse was hanging upside down on the side wall of a carriage in front. The head of the corpse was beaten away, and the blood was like A fountain gushes out from the neck cavity, scouring the train glass windows below.

The sound of the aircraft's motors gradually drifted away. Obviously, after being destroyed by a fighter, the German fighters retreated. To be honest, in such a terrain that is not conducive to air strikes, three German fighters are facing six doors. The Soviet anti-aircraft artillery itself is not dominant. For the Germans, this seemingly casual attack was somewhat unreasonable.

Determined that the German fighters were gone, the Soviet commander, who had recovered his calm, began to command the soldiers to clean the battlefield. This time, the troops that accompanied the train to the west were the backbone of the 16th Army that had been trained in the Transbaikal Military Region. But even so, it was the first to fight. The soldiers still couldn't help being panicked. At this moment, some young people even squatted on the ground and sobbed.

For a soldier, the battlefield is the best place to be tempered and tempered. What is certain is that when these seemingly immature soldiers survived from the battlefield in Smolensk, one of them Everyone will become a qualified fighter. At that time, air strikes like today will no longer be able to panic them.

A long whistle sounded in front of the train. This was a signal urging the soldiers to get on the train. Under the orders of commanders at all levels, the soldiers who had hidden in the jungle began to return one after another and board the train again. Victor has reason to believe that there must be some soldiers who have not gone out of the jungle. They no longer know where to go. Maybe in a few days, they will appear somewhere in the rear, or they will die in the jungle. Forgotten by everyone.

But these are not important. The important thing is whether this **** train will be hit by a German plane before it reaches Smolensk.

"Let's go, get in the car," Victor said, taking a handkerchief from his pocket, holding one hand to his forehead.

"There is a medical box in the car, I'll bandage it for you," Nino said, looking at the blood on his temples.

Victor nodded, without saying anything, and started walking towards the last carriage.

He had to stop after only a few steps, and he felt like bone spurs on his butt, and he felt painful every step he took.

Throwing away the handkerchief covering his forehead, he stretched out his hand and touched his ass, only to feel that his finger touched something hard, and then, the intense pain caused him to sweat, and even worse, the sweat on his forehead The wound made him more painful.

No need to look, Victor also knew that his **** was hurt. This was really embarrassing. Everyone said, "I don't care about my head," but he was fine, he didn't care about his head and his scorpion.

"What's the matter?" Seeing his footsteps stopped, Nino also stopped and asked curiously.

"I might not just need to bandage my forehead now," Victor said with a wry smile.

Nino first looked at him in surprise, then, looking along his arm, saw his right hand behind him, then went around and turned to look behind him. When he saw where he was injured, the woman's eyes widened first, and then there was a smile on that Mingyan's face.

"Let’s go, I’ll help you get into the car," Nino let out a soft cough, resisting a smile, walked to Victor, reached out to support him, and said, "Like you said, it’s all skin injuries. Take out the iron piece and bandage it."

"Are you laughing?" With Nino's support, Victor staggered forward, not forgetting to complain, "I saw you smile just now."

Nino didn't have an interface, just laughed just out of an instinct, she also knew why Victor was injured, and it was really not suitable for laughing on this occasion.

Back along the roadbed and back to the last carriage, I saw Major General Aleksenko standing and talking with several staff officers from a distance, and the faces of several people were obviously worried.

Victor knew what they were worried about. Some of the equipment of the 5th Mechanized Army was installed on the previous train. They should now be worried about the safety of that military train.

Seeing Victor walking with Nino's support, several people stopped talking. Major General Aleksenko greeted him with a serious face and asked, "Comrade Victor, are you injured?"

"It's okay, just a bit of trauma," Victor said. "No one is hurt here, right?"

Aleksenko nodded and said, "No one was injured."

Immediately, he looked at Victor again, as if he wanted to say something, but didn't say it.

In fact, Alexhenko didn’t have any good feelings about Victor at first. This is not to say that he felt that there was a problem with Victor’s character, but because he belonged to the People’s Committee of the Interior, and he was very helpful to the generals in the Soviet system. It is said that no one will have a good impression of the people of the NKVD, at most it is to stay away.

But Victor’s calm performance just now also impressed Aleksenko very deeply. In his opinion, this young man’s calmness and calmness in the face of enemy planes is obviously better than most soldiers now. Like a soldier. After getting out of the car, he organized the soldiers to transfer to the jungle, and his performance was more conscientious than most commanders.

What Aleksenko wanted to say but did not say was that he felt that this young man should not waste his talents in the NKVD. He should go to the front line to command the troops.