Red Moscow

  Chapter 467

Sokov, who was standing in the building watching the battle, saw the assault guns rumbling towards the building along the street, but Hunter, who was lying on the rubble not far away, was motionless, and his heart sank, thinking that Hunter Already sacrificed. Unexpectedly, when the assault gun passed by the rubble, Hunter unexpectedly leaned half of his body, but he did not attack the assault gun passing by, as if what passed was not the enemy but his own assault gun.

   Seeing this situation, Vasily couldn't help cursing anxiously: "Damn, what is Hunter trying to do, why didn't he blow up that assault gun? It's just a few meters away, what a good opportunity this is."

   "Sergeant Vasily, don't worry." Yakov interrupted suddenly: "This soldier is not in a hurry to make a move. He must have thought about it. Let's continue to read."

  The assault guns behind saw that the assault guns in front had successfully passed through the rubble, thinking that the Soviet soldiers hiding behind had been killed by machine guns, so they drove forward. Unexpectedly, just as it approached the pile of rubble, Hunter stood up abruptly and threw the grenade over. After seeing the explosion of the grenade falling on the assault gun, Hunter stopped on the side of the road and started to burn. He held the remaining grenade and chased the assault gun heading towards the building.

  The German tankers of the assault guns, due to the limitation of vision, never dreamed that the assault guns following them had been blown up by Hunter, and it was their turn next. A hundred meters from the building, the driver even stopped the assault gun so that the gunners could bombard the exposed fire points in the building. Unexpectedly, Hunter, who had just stopped and blew up another assault gun, rushed over and threw a grenade at the assault gun where they were.

  After the assault guns rushing along the street were blown up one by one by Hunter, the defenders in the building couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief. They knew very well in their hearts that if the assault gun was stopped a hundred meters away from the building and fired, even if the elevation angle of the artillery was not enough, it would still be no problem to destroy the firepower points on the first and second floors.

  The Germans rushing from the opposite side of the square saw that the assault guns covering their attack were all destroyed by the Soviet army. Knowing that if they continued to attack, it would be like hitting a stone with a pebble, they withdrew to the opposite side of the square one after another.

After the German army retreated, Sokov stared at the submachine gun in Vasily's hand, thinking that in real history, Vasily was an excellent sniper, but now he played with a submachine gun, so his sniper **** Isn't the title to be handed over to others?

  Thinking of this, Sokov said to Vasily: "Sergeant Vasily, why are you using a submachine gun?"

   "Comrade Brigadier," Vasily slapped the bolt of the gun twice with his hand, making a crackling sound, and then replied with a smile, "The firepower of the submachine gun is fierce, and it can suppress the enemy's firepower..."

"That's enough, Sergeant Vasily, stop talking." Sokov interrupted Vasily before he finished speaking, and said displeasedly: "I don't think you should use a submachine gun, It's a sniper rifle. Maybe you can kill ten enemies with ten bullets, but with a submachine gun, a hundred bullets may not kill the enemy. See what I mean?"

Vasily, who was criticized by Sokov, blushed immediately, and he lowered his head to admit his mistake to Sokov: "I'm sorry, Comrade Brigadier Commander, I made a mistake, and I will replace the gun later. "

   "Hurry up and change your gun." Sokov waved his hand at Vasily, and said, "You still have a while before the enemy goes back to regroup, so get familiar with your sniper rifle again."

   After Vasily left, Sokov continued to stand at the gap to observe the situation outside. The first thing he looked for was Hunt, the hero who blew up two assault guns, but he found that the other party was bending over and running towards the street. "Damn it, where is he going?" Sokov saw that Hunter didn't come back, but ran towards the street corner, thinking to himself: He doesn't want to surrender to the Germans, does he?

   But what happened next was beyond Sokov's imagination. I saw Hunter ran to the body of the soldier who blew up the first assault gun, and suddenly lay down, lying next to the body of the martyr. "What is he going to do?" Seeing this situation, Sokov couldn't help saying to himself.

   After taking a look, Yakov also shook his head and said, "It's really strange, why is he lying next to the corpse of his comrade-in-arms?"

But soon all the answers were revealed. I saw Hunter changed his side-lying position, put the hands and feet of the martyr on his body one by one, and then turned over again, changing from side-lying to prone. The body lay on top of him. After doing all this, he raised his head hard, made his body into a kneeling posture, and then supported the body of his comrade-in-arms with his backhand, stood up slowly, and walked towards the building step by step.

   After seeing the whole process clearly, Sokov realized why Hunter was lying on the ground just now. It turned out that he was carrying the body of his comrade-in-arms on his back and brought him back from the street. Sokov turned his head and saw several soldiers standing in the room, and quickly said to them, "Hurry up and help Hunter, and bring that soldier's body back."

Yakov raised his binoculars and looked across the square. After watching for a while, he said to Sokov: "Misha, the Germans seem to be regrouping on the opposite side of the square. See if we let the rocket battalion attack teach them a lesson?"

   Sokov didn't speak, but raised his binoculars and looked across. After seeing clearly that the German army assembled by the opponent was only a hundred people, without any technical equipment, I felt that it was a bit too wasteful to use the rocket battalion to cover the firepower with this enemy, so I shook my head and said: "I don't think it is necessary." , It is simply too wasteful for the rocket artillery battalion to fire a volley for these more than a hundred German invaders."

"Or, let's let Sergeant Vasily and the others launch a rocket." Yakov saw that Sokov was unwilling to use the rocket battalion easily, so he put forward his own opinion: "Anyway, we are here to test The power of rockets."

   "Okay." Hearing Yakov say this, Sokov no longer stingy, but said straightforwardly: "Let Vasily and the others fire a rocket at the Germans to see how powerful it is."

   After Vasily arrived, Sokov told him bluntly: "Sergeant Vasily, order the artillery on the fourth floor to fire a rocket towards the position where the enemy is assembled on the opposite side of the square."

  Although Vasily is not interested in this new type of rocket, since Sokov gave the order, he can only execute it unconditionally. He picked up the phone and gave an order to Second Lieutenant Chernushenko on the fourth floor: "Comrade Second Lieutenant, the brigade commander ordered to launch a rocket towards the enemy's gathering position across the square."

  Second Lieutenant Chernushenko, as a veteran, obeys orders more resolutely than Vasily. After receiving the order to launch the rocket, he didn't ask any questions. As soon as he put down the phone, he directly ordered his subordinates to set up the launcher, load the rocket, and prepare for launch as quickly as possible.

  Following Lieutenant Chernushenko's order, a rocket with a long tail of flame flew towards the German army gathering place on the opposite side of the square while everyone was watching.

The German officers and soldiers who had withdrawn from the square regrouped with a group of German troops who had just arrived to support them. They would once again attack the building where Sergeant Vasily was standing after the arrival of new tanks or assault guns. Attack. While they were waiting for the arrival of the tanks and assault guns, they suddenly heard a strange sound coming from the air. When they looked up and looked around, the sharp-eyed soldiers suddenly saw a gun with a long flame coming from the opposite side of the square. The thing at the tail hurriedly shouted: "Hidden, hide quickly..."

   Before the rest of the soldiers came back to their senses, the rockets had already plunged into the most densely populated place of the German army. A moment later, the commanders and fighters in the building in the distance saw a huge ball of fire erupting on the opposite side of the square. Countless German army stumps, arms and weapon fragments were thrown into the air, and then sprinkled down like heavenly maidens.

When the gunpowder smoke cleared, the commanders and fighters in the building only saw a huge bomb crater that was still emitting black smoke. Around the bomb crater, there were incomplete corpses and weapon parts of the German army everywhere. Ten meters away, many wounded soldiers were lying on the ground crying.

Among all the commanders and fighters who saw this scene, the most calm was Yakov. He had participated in the test firing of new rockets many times, so he naturally knew how powerful this weapon was; This kind of weapon is powerful, but after seeing the killing effect, I still can't help being surprised.

   But Vasily and the others were completely dumbfounded. They never thought that the power caused by such an inconspicuous rocket was not less than the damage caused by heavy artillery. Vasily was even thinking in his heart: Just one shell wiped out hundreds of German soldiers. If we have ten or twenty shells, wouldn't that mean we have a powerful artillery? At that time, not to mention one or two hundred German soldiers, even a battalion or a regiment, we have the confidence to stop them.

  While Vasily was thinking about it, he suddenly heard Sokov calling him. He quickly turned to face Sokov, straightened his body and asked, "Comrade Brigadier, what instructions do you have?"

   "Sergeant Vasily," Sokov asked with a smile on his face, "What do you think of the power of this rocket?"

"It's amazing, it's really amazing." After Vasily said this, he suddenly remembered that he looked down on this kind of rocket and even ordered someone to hide it in the basement. He blushed and confessed to Sokov: "I'm sorry, Comrade Brigadier, I underestimated the power of this rocket, so that I haven't used it for such a long time."

Hearing what Vasily said, Sokov couldn't help but feel complacent. He thought to himself: This is an artifact of guerrilla decades later. Even the U.S. military, which is armed to the teeth, has suffered a lot, not to mention the ignorant gang in front of it. Germans with advanced equipment.

  Vassily was silent for a moment, and then he took the initiative to ask Sokov: "Comrade Brigadier, since this new type of rocket is so powerful, can you give us some more?"

  Hearing Vasily's request, Sokov thought to himself, how cost-effective is it to replenish rockets for Vasily's building? After some calculations, he felt that the situation here at Vasily was much more severe than at Mamayev Post, and he could definitely send another batch of rockets to him so that he could hold the building with confidence. As for Mamayev Gang, even if there are no new rockets, can't they still get support from the artillery on the left bank? Anyway, several artillery observers sent by the artillery of the group army stayed at Mamayev Gang to guide the artillery on the opposite bank to attack the target.

Sokov nodded at Vasily, and said, "Okay, Sergeant Vasily, I think the new rockets are more useful for you. I will send someone to deliver them to you as soon as I go back." Come ten."

   "Ah, only ten pieces?" Hearing the number that Sokov said, Vasily showed a disappointed expression on his face, and he begged hard: "Comrade Brigadier, can you give us some more?"

"What, ten are too few for you? Do you think that this new type of rocket is like a rifle bullet, and you need as many as you want?" Sokov said with some displeasure: "Do you know that this new type of rocket has a total of How many were produced? And how long will we have to wait for the next batch of new rockets to arrive?"

  After hearing what Sokov said, Vasily immediately realized that the manufacturing process of this kind of rocket may not be as simple as he imagined, and it would definitely be unrealistic to ask for more. However, the building I was defending often had to face the ferocious fortifications of the German army. Without strong fire support, it would be quite difficult to defend the building.

what can we do about it? Vasily scratched the back of his head, thinking quickly in his mind, should he continue to ask Sokov to provide him with this new type of rocket?

Fortunately, Yakov, who was a spectator, saw Vasily's embarrassment, and quickly smiled and said: "Comrade Sergeant, I know you must be very conflicted in your heart, please continue to ask your brigade commander for new rockets, for sure." There is nothing more to offer you; no, it will be very difficult to stop the German attack with your present strength and equipment. Am I right?"

   "That's right, that's right." Hearing what Yakov said, Vasily's eyes lit up immediately, and he nodded vigorously: "Comrade Major, you are right, that's what I think about it."

Yakov turned his head and glanced at Sokov, the eyes of the two happened to meet, he saw a trace of helplessness in the other's eyes, and said with a smile: "Misha, just give Sergeant Vasily and the others ten rockets. I think it’s a little too little. It’s better to give him a little more. As long as he can hold this place, the enemy will not be able to concentrate and attack from your flanks. After I return to Moscow, I will also urge the factory to speed up production. Get you new rockets as soon as possible."

Now that Yakov made a promise to himself that he would deliver new rockets in the shortest possible time, Sokov said smoothly: "Well, Sergeant Vasily, I see that after Major Yakov's On the surface, I will give you five more coins, this is my limit, no more."

  (end of this chapter)