Chapter 2640 Firestorm (Part 1)

If comrade comrade regiment leader feels something is wrong, that is comrade comrade regiment leader's business. Comrade division commander has made up his mind and it is useless to say anything.

Malashenko didn't say much nonsense. He simply said that he had decided to go and said nothing more. The wise comrade of the group leader saw that this was the case and there was nothing he could do about it.

There are tens of thousands of people in the army. No matter how many times you count, there is only one person who really dares to persuade and can persuade the comrades of the division commander - Political Commissar Petrov.

When other people come, it won't be easy to replace anyone, whether it's the deputy division commander or the chief of staff. As long as the division commander and comrade are determined and can be persuaded, then it is considered a ghost.

So the best way at the moment is to do whatever the comrade says, don't ask or persuade, just carry out the order to the best of your ability. Of course, this is indeed the case. In accordance with Malashenko's order, comrade comrade commander transferred a full platoon of troops under his command to comrade division commander and allowed him to be dispatched at his disposal.

In fact, the original plan was to give it to a company, but Malashenko thought it was too arrogant to walk around with more than a hundred people on the street. He had no experience in infantry command and did not have the confidence to manage the tactical command of so many people. A platoon The military strength is what Malashenko thinks is just right.

As for the rest, let the respective company and platoon leaders lead the team towards the firefighting area.

It was a bit novel for Malashenko to go on the road with more than 30 people under his command. He usually stayed in a big iron box and gave orders. It was really rare to have such a good thing as an infantry commander.

"Comrade division commander, don't stand too far forward. We will arrive at the war zone after one block. It's better to stay back. Your safety is the most important. This is what comrade commander comrade repeatedly told me to ensure first before setting off. "

The platoon leader in charge of the machine platoon led by Malashenko was a young man who was not even older than Malashenko.

He looks quite young, that's true.

But the smoke of war and the flying artillery fire have left too many imprints on his young face that can never be erased.

The wound on the right cheek that was pierced by a pistol bullet healed, leaving a deep pit. The shrapnel from the mortar shell scratched the eyelid, almost splitting the entire lower part of the right eyelid in half. It's really lucky that he didn't lose his right eye like this. The only regret is that the platoon leader's right eye can no longer be completely closed like a normal person's.

It does have an impact, but you can still persist after adapting.

In addition to these two wounds on his face, there are at least three or four scars all over his body. They are scattered all over the body of this young platoon leader. They are hidden under the military uniform. They can only be seen in the open. What the scarred Malashenko didn’t know.

"I won't cause trouble for you, and I won't make things difficult for you. When you get there, you immediately bring people to support the battle. I'll go to the headquarters to do what I should do. I have my own sense of discretion, so don't worry. "

Hearing what the division commander said, the young platoon leader didn't know what to say.

When I secretly made up my mind to do what I should do and complete the task, I also felt a bit of silent gratitude to Malashenko.

The distance to the crossfire line is getting closer and closer, the rumbling explosions and scattered gunfire are as noisy and violent as New Year's firecrackers, and become more and more deafening.

It is true that Malashenko and his party are advancing towards the crossfire line, but there is another possibility. Could it be that the crossfire line is also advancing towards Malashenko? It is not a one-way advance but a "two-way rush."

The answer will soon be known. As soon as he turned the corner and encountered a group of retreating light infantry, it was Malashenko's opportunity.

"Wait, stop! Which part are you in!? Where are you going???"

The infantry team in front of them was in a very bad state, and could even be said to be a bit embarrassed.

Everyone's body was either blackened by the flames of war, or their clothes were stained with blood, and their clothes were scarred by battles. Although there was no depression or depression seen in those bright eyes, those eyes still shone with determination and high morale.

But each of them looked extremely embarrassed, and the injured soldiers who were being carried and carried away together made Malashenko feel quite bad.

"Ivannikov, the commander of the reconnaissance platoon directly under the second mechanized infantry regiment of the first brigade, is reporting to you, comrade division commander."

Malashenko's face is not difficult to recognize. For those comrades who have good memories and are good at recognizing faces, they can recognize him even if the division commander dresses up in a disgraceful way and wears a big black hat.

There is no excessive etiquette when meeting superiors on the battlefield, and Malashenko is not like some generals who are too pretentious and have more airs than their abilities. He likes the feeling of being treated with respect, especially in front of everyone.

Malashenko nodded slightly, and the platoon leader who still had questions to answer continued to speak.

"We have just withdrawn from the firing line. Comrade division commander, we are transferring the wounded according to the order and moving to the rear to standby and rest."

"Reconnaissance platoon directly under the regiment? Withdraw now???"

Malashenko was a little confused and felt that these two key points were somewhat inconsistent and inconsistent.

"Tell me slowly, what's going on? What mission were you sent to perform? Why are you just withdrawing now and still fighting like this? Where are the other troops in your platoon?"

I don’t have time to talk nonsense, so I’ll make a long story short. Malashenko’s question was short and pointed to the key points. The leader of the team with strong enough logical thinking skills didn’t care that the wound on his face was still bleeding, and immediately replied.

"We were sent to perform security missions at the edge of the city. The environment there is complex and the alleys are crisscrossed. It would be better for the scouts to feel the terrain first."

"But not long after we got there and had just deployed, before we had time to fully understand the terrain, the group of Nazis who suddenly rushed out hit us directly in the face. At first, the infantry tried to get in, but we found it directly Kill them. As a result, after the Germans were exposed, they immediately became angry and attacked by force. Instead of retreating, they increased their troops and launched a massive attack. "

"There was only one infantry company traveling with us, and the enemy's troops used to attack us consisted of at least one regiment, carrying heavy weapons such as tanks and assault guns. More than a hundred of us were guarding that alley, trying our best to To stop those Nazis from advancing, the difficulties and casualties will be great.”

"We held on for about twenty minutes, but we couldn't hold on anymore and were broken through in many places, so we had to retreat. It happened that reinforcements came to change defenses to meet us. Our superiors ordered us to immediately withdraw and change defenses, as well as the wounded who could not be withdrawn before. We are together. I just didn’t expect to meet you here, Comrade Commander.”