When the factory director Peter was talking to the deputy battalion commander, he scolded the other party a few times because he was angry, but as soon as he put down the phone, he couldn't help but regret it. He knew very well that the fight was not long after the factory was formed and its combat effectiveness was worrying, and it was very difficult to repel the German attack alone.
He walked back and forth in the house with his hands behind his back, thinking about what to do? He walked to the window several times and tried to see the scene of the battle in the distance, but because the factory area was too large and there was a factory in the production workshop in front of him, he could not see the scene of the battle at all.
When the deputy factory director came in to report the work, he saw Peter as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, and asked with concern: "Comrade Director, what happened?"
Seeing his deputy entering the door, Peter seemed to grab a life-saving straw, and hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the other party to the window, pointed to the direction where gunfire and explosions came, and said anxiously: "I received a report not long ago that the enemy used a tank to break through the wall and broke into the factory."
"What, the enemy rushed into the factory?" When the deputy factory manager heard the news, he was shocked and covered in white sweat. He asked in a panic: "Then you should call the destroyer battalion immediately and let them drive the enemy out."
"It has been sent out," Peter couldn't help but sigh when he said this: "But the deputy battalion commander just called me and said that they had carried out two charges, both of which were repelled by the enemy, and more than half of the troops were injured or killed."
Although the deputy factory director had no confidence in the newly formed fighter battalion, no matter what, it was a relatively powerful armed force in the factory. Unexpectedly, when fighting with the German army, there were heavy casualties as soon as they met. He asked nervously: "Comrade Director, have you contacted the comrades of the Guard Division and asked them to come and support us?"
"According to the report of the German workers, the enemy had only one company at best, and we dispatched a battalion, with much more people than them. Even if the combat effectiveness was not as good as theirs, we had an advantage in numbers." Although Peter knew that his destroyer battalion suffered a loss in front of the enemy, he considered that if the Guard Division helped him, it would affect his impression in the minds of the superiors. Therefore, he said hesitantly: "I believe that with our own strength, we should be able to drive the enemy out of the factory area, so there is no need to bother the comrades of the Guards, after all, their defense mission is also very arduous."
"Comrade Director," the deputy director could not see Peter's concerns, and he was so anxious that he stamped his feet: "Before the enemy has not yet gained a foothold, we ask the comrades of the Guard Division to send troops to support us. We still have the possibility of repelling the enemy. If we drag it down and wait until the enemy's large troops arrive, we will ask the comrades of the Guard Division to help him at that time, but it will be too late."
"The factory building of the assembly workshop is not far from the combat area, only seven or eight hundred meters." Peter did not accept the proposal of the deputy factory director. Instead, he said stubbornly: "I immediately called the workshop director and asked him to organize workers to cooperate with the fight battalion to eliminate the enemies who broke into the factory."
Seeing Peter reaching out to get the phone, the deputy factory manager grabbed his arm and said excitedly: "Comrade Director, when is it? Do you still have time to consider what impression you will leave on your superiors? If the fighter battalion cannot deal with the enemy, what role can the workers temporarily drawn from the workshop play? Don't forget that those are our technical backbones. Once the casualties are too large, they will inevitably affect the subsequent production. If the national defense production task is delayed and the superiors blame it, can you bear this responsibility?"
The deputy factory director's words reminded Peter, and he was unwilling to make a move: if he asked the Guards Division for help, he might make his superiors feel that his ability was too poor and he could not even deal with several enemies who broke into the factory. However, if he didn't ask the Guards Division for help, even if he killed all the fighter battalions, he might not be able to achieve any results. If this affects the national defense production tasks deployed by the superiors, his future will not be good.
"Comrade Director," the deputy director saw Peter standing there with a look of anxiety. He knew that he would definitely not want to ask the Guard Division for help in his heart, so he leaned over and grabbed the microphone on the table, and said to Peter with a serious expression: "If you can't make up your mind yet, then I will call the commander of the Guard Division. If the superiors want to hold him accountable in the future, I will take responsibility."
After dialing the phone, the deputy factory manager heard a sound from inside and said respectfully: "Hello, I am the deputy factory manager of the Red October Tractor Factory. An emergency occurred in the factory. I want to talk to General Guriyev."
When my skills were not good, a strange voice came from the receiver. The other party asked with some displeasure: "I am Guriyev, deputy director, what happened there?"
"Comrade General, something big happened." The deputy factory director heard some impatientness from the tone of Guriev's speech, and did not go around in circles, but said bluntly: "A German army rushed in from the north of the factory."
"What, the enemy rushed in from the north of the factory area?" Guriyev was shocked by the words of the deputy director. He quickly asked, "What kind of troops does the enemy have?"
Hearing Guriyev's question, the deputy director did not answer immediately, but looked at Peter, hoping to get the answer he wanted from him. Peter said in a muffled voice: "Three tanks and soldiers of almost one company."
"Comrade General," the deputy factory director who received the reply quickly said to the microphone: "The enemy has three tanks and a company of infantry."
While looking down at the factory diagram on the table, Guriev asked to the microphone: "What measures have you taken?"
"We sent a fighter battalion to launch a counterattack against the German army." The deputy factory manager replied a little embarrassedly: "But due to the poor equipment, more than half of the troops have suffered casualties and are still unable to drive the enemy out of the factory."
"I understand, comrade of the deputy factory director." Guriev continued: "I will send troops to the broken area to assist your destroyer battalion and drive the enemy out of the factory." After that, he hung up the phone without waiting for the other party to say anything.
After Guriev put down the phone, the division political commissar Chernesov asked curiously: "Comrade Commander, has the enemy rushed into the factory from the flank of our army?"
"Yes, comrade of the political commissar." Guriev nodded and said with a serious expression: "According to what the deputy factory director said, there were about a company of infantry and three tanks who rushed into the factory from the north and went to the attacking anti-epidemic battalion. Under the attack of the German army, more than half of the casualties were killed or killed. If we do not rush over to help them as soon as possible, once the enemy has gained a foothold, our troops will be in danger of being attacked from both sides."
Guriev called the artillery regiment, and after revealing his identity, he asked the regiment commander straight to the point: "Comrade Colonel, three German tanks collapsed the fence on the north side of the factory and rushed into the factory. I hope you can destroy them with artillery fire."
"Comrade Commander," said the artillery commander with some embarrassment after hearing Guriyev's order: "After such a long battle, each cannon now has less than five shells on average. If all of them are used up, we will not be able to provide artillery support to the infantry in the following battle."
"Who asked you to finish the shells?" Guriev saw that the artillery regiment commander complained to him as soon as he spoke, and immediately said bluntly: "Pick two groups of experienced gunners and aim directly on the German tanks. In this way, at most, the shells can destroy the enemy's tanks. As for the remaining infantry, I will hand them over to the guard company to solve them."
Hearing Guriyev say this, the artillery commander understood in his heart that even if the artillery regiment had only the last shell left, it would probably have to be used to attack the German tanks in the north of the factory. He did not bargain with Guriyev anymore, but asked respectfully: "Comrade Commander, when should we fire the artillery?"
"I'll give you a quarter of an hour to prepare." Guriev raised his hand and looked at the watch, and said to the microphone: "As soon as the time comes, fire immediately on the enemy's tanks. You must destroy them all in the shortest time."
After making the phone call, Guriev ordered someone to call Captain Liao Enka, the commander of the guard company, and said to him: "Captain, the factory informs us that a small German army, under the cover of tanks, collapsed a wall on the north side of the factory and broke into the factory area. I now order you to take the guard company to destroy them immediately."
After Liao Enka waited for Guriyev to finish speaking, he asked carefully: "Comrade Commander, I have taken away all the guards. Who is responsible for the security work of the division headquarters?"
"Captain, just leave us a shift," Chernesov said: "As long as you can drive the Germans out of the factory as soon as possible, there will be no problem with our safety here."
At this moment, the battle in the north of the factory area was almost coming to an end. The attack launched by the commanders and fighters of the Second Company was defeated again under the German tank artillery fire and machine gun fire. Except for more than a dozen wounded soldiers, the rest of the soldiers died on the way to charge.
Seeing that the fighter battalion was unable to launch another charge, the German army actually began to charge back. Not long after the two machine guns on the fighter camp's position fired, they were destroyed by tank artillery fire parked by the wall. The rifles and a few submachine guns in the hands of the soldiers could not stop the rushing enemy at all. The two sides quickly launched hand-to-hand combat.
The soldiers from the factory performed far beyond the German imagination in hand-to-hand combat. Not to mention fighting bayonets one-on-one, even two-on-one German soldiers who were used to winning with firepower were not opponents of the fighting nation. The hand-to-hand combat lasted only a few minutes, and more than twenty people fell down the German army, and the remaining soldiers retreated huh-raily.
The guard company led by Captain Liao Enka arrived in time under this situation. The German tanks found a new force coming from a distance, and immediately turned the guns and fired in this direction. Several shells fell into the queue and exploded, causing certain casualties to the soldiers of the guard company, but the remaining soldiers still bent down and continued to run forward.
Fortunately, the Guards Artillery regiment fired, and only three rounds of two artillery fired, which turned the German tanks into burning torches. Without the threat of tanks, the soldiers of the Guards Company accelerated their running speed. The soldiers of the mortar squad found a relatively flat position, set up the RM-41 mortar, and fired at the place where the Germans gathered. Although this light mortar had a short range and was small in power, it was precisely the nemesis of the German infantry. Several shells flew over and immediately suppressed the German firepower, so that the soldiers of the Guards Company could rush forward smoothly.
After repelling the German attack, the remaining commanders and fighters of the fighter camp were hiding in the traffic trench to prepare for combat. At this moment, they saw reinforcements arrive and charging towards the enemy's position. They could no longer hold back. Without waiting for Ballshaq to give orders, they jumped out of the traffic trench with rifles and rushed to the German position with shouts.
The German commander saw that his infantry was repelled by hand-to-hand combat in the fight of the destroyer battalion. The tanks he relied on were blown into a pile of burning scrap iron by the Soviet artillery fire. Now they were suppressed by the Soviet mortar fire, so there was no intention to continue fighting. He left a platoon on the position to hold on, and he fled to the factory with the remaining troops in a panic.
The guard company led by Captain Liao Enka is the strongest in the Guard Division. Even if a company of the German army is here, it may not be their opponent, let alone one of the quarantines. After rushing into the German position, the guard company dropped bombs and fired again, and in an instant, the enemy who broke the quarantines was defeated.
Seeing that their companions around them were beaten to death by the Soviet army one by one, the remaining soldiers were frightened. They knew that if they continued to fight, they would have to die. Only by surrendering could they survive. They immediately lost the will to resist and raised their hands to surrender to the guards.
Just as the guard company began to contain prisoners, Ballsak rushed up with the remaining soldiers of the destroyer battalion. Seeing the German soldiers holding their hands high, he couldn't help but think of those comrades who had died. He raised his pistol and shot two shots, and then knocked down two German prisoners. Just as he was about to fire the third shot, he suddenly felt a pain in his wrist, and then was lifted into the air by a force, so that the bullets flew into the sky.
"What are you going to do?" Ballshack heard someone beside him shouting loudly at him: "Didn't you see them all surrender with their weapons?"
Ballshack turned his head and saw clearly that the person who spoke was a captain of the Guards, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Comrade Captain, they have killed hundreds of our workers' brothers. We will avenge them and kill these *** bandits."
Chapter completed!