After figuring out where he is, the next action will be much smoother. More than ten minutes later, the armored convoy drove out of the forest and came to a clearing in the forest.
Guchakov stood up and raised his telescope to observe the surroundings. Soon he discovered the target he was going to attack. Gumlak Station is four or five kilometers northeast. Through the telescope lens, you can clearly see the mountains of supplies and the long queues of trucks outside the station.
"Comrade Lieutenant," Guchakov was carefully observing the enemy situation when he suddenly heard Samoilov's voice coming from under the car: "What are you looking at?"
"Lt. Samoilov," Guchakov put down his telescope and leaned over to Samoilov under the car and said, "I'm looking at the first target we're going to attack."
"The first target to attack?" Samoilov climbed into the carriage with his hands and feet, and asked with some wonder: "Comrade Lieutenant, where is it?"
Guchakov handed the telescope in his hand to Samoilov and said, "The Gumlak Station is ahead, which seems to be a material transfer point for the enemy. If we destroy this place, the enemy attacking the factory area will face a shortage of materials in a short period of time."
Samoilov did not express his opinion immediately, but raised his telescope and carefully observed the environment around Gumlak Station. After watching for at least seven or eight minutes, he put down the telescope and turned his head to Guchakov and said, "Comrade Lieutenant, the enemy's defense near the station is not tight. I don't think there is much problem with destroying this material transfer point."
Seeing that Samoilov also agreed to attack the station first, Guchakov felt relieved. Although Sokov appointed him as the commander of the squad, when selecting the squad members, a familiar person in the guard battalion told him that the lieutenant was the Ministry of Internal Affairs before, and the task was called his deputy, and was actually responsible for monitoring him. Therefore, after selecting the target of the attack, he must find a way to get the approval of the other party so as not to be dragged down.
Guchakov raised his hand and looked at the watch, saying, "Let the soldiers establish a launch position immediately and prepare for an attack."
"What, attack the station now?" Samoilov was startled by Guchakov's words. He quickly reminded the other party: "Comrade Lieutenant, it's daytime now."
"What's wrong during the day?" Guchakov raised his eyebrows and asked back, "Is this related to our attack on the station?"
"If we attack the station during the day, we will definitely be discovered by the enemy. It will be troublesome to escape..."
"Comrade Lieutenant, you're over-concerned." Guchakov interrupted the words behind him without waiting for the other party to finish speaking. "We fired rockets four or five kilometers away from the station. Before the enemy could see our shadow, we had already moved. I don't think there is anything wrong with attacking during the day."
Others thought that Sokov sent Samoilov to monitor Guchakov so that he would not do anything out of order. Only Samoilov knew in his heart that before setting off, the division commander did not explain anything to him, that is, he was just a deputy of Guchakov, and he could only obey the orders given by the other party and had no right to object at all.
"Comrade Lieutenant," Samoilov put his position in time and said respectfully: "Since you have made a decision, I firmly obey your orders."
Seeing that Samoilov agreed so readily, Guchakov was suspicious, but as long as the other party did not object to his plan, he would not want to cause trouble. He quickly ordered the gunner to establish a launching position and prepare to attack the station with rockets.
Samoilov got out of the car and saw Tavlin wearing the German lieutenant's uniform, staring at the station in the distance, with a strange smile on his face. He walked over with curiosity and asked, "Comrade Sergeant, what are you thinking? I think you look very happy?"
"Comrade Lieutenant," Taflin turned his head and looked at Samoilov and said, "A few months ago, our troops were defeated by the enemy. Captain Goria retreated with the surviving soldiers. He encountered the reconnaissance company carrying the mission near the station. He was Lieutenant Christopher, the reconnaissance company commander, and sent Corporal Aino to bring us to Mamayev hills, making us a member of the 73rd Infantry Brigade."
After the beginning of the Stalingrad defense battle, the troops that were dispersed and retreated to the city were everywhere. After entering the city, the remaining commanders and fighters of these troops were disbanded and organized into various troops with severe reductions and continued to participate in the battle. Most of the commanders and fighters who were reentered in the battle died in a day or two in the cruel battle. There are only a handful of people who survived like Taflin.
Samoilov couldn't help but sigh in his heart that if Goria and Tavlin had not had good luck, they might have become one of the tens of thousands of victims in the battle of city defense. He nodded and said, "Comrade Sergeant, it seems that you have good luck and can become subordinates of the division commander during the retreat. I believe that you will definitely see the day when we repel the enemy attacking the city."
These gunners who followed Guchakov to carry out the mission were veterans with rich experience. They only took less than two minutes to put the launch tube on the triple-legged launch pad and locked the attack target.
Seeing that the launching position had been established, Samoilov walked to Guchakov, looked at him and asked, "Comrade Lieutenant, how many rounds of rockets are you going to launch at the station?"
"We only carried 90 rockets this time. If we use them unreasonably, it will probably be consumed in a few times." Guchakov looked at the station in the distance and said without looking back: "We have prepared six launch cylinders and fired a round at the station first to see how the attack is effective, and then decide whether to continue launching."
After saying these words, Guchakov decisively issued a command to launch to the gunner. As the order was issued, six rockets roared out of the launcher, dragging their long flame tails and flew towards the station in the distance.
The busy German soldiers in the station heard a strange scream from the air, and then saw a few things dragging their long flames flying towards the station.
"Enemy attack, hide quickly..." The German soldiers who had seen rockets immediately shouted at the top of their voices, while scattering around looking for suitable cover to avoid the incoming rockets.
The rocket plunged into the station, and the entire station immediately became a sea of ​​fire, with explosions coming one after another. The wreckage of trucks waiting to pull supplies and the bodies of German soldiers were blown up everywhere. Although the station was not piled with weapons and ammunition, but ordinary military supplies, a raging fire was still ignited.
The station was filled with blood and limbs. German soldiers inside and outside the station were bombed to death and injured. German soldiers who were lucky enough to not die were running around like headless flies.
Seeing the station wrapped in flames and smoke, Guchakov smiled. Samoilov, who was beside him, was about to pass the telescope, watched carefully for a while, then waved his fist hard and said repeatedly: "Great, our artillery did awesome." He put down the telescope, turned his head to look at Guchakov, and asked, "Comrade Lieutenant, do you need a few more shots?"
"No need." Guchakov shook his head when he heard Samoilov's problem, and said, "There are no trains or ammunition in the station. It's just ordinary military supplies. There is no need to waste our precious rockets."
After saying that, he shouted at the gunners who were still waiting for orders: "Put off the launch frame immediately and prepare for transfer."
When the artillery soldiers heard Guchakov's order, they quickly removed the launcher from the tripod and put it back into the armored vehicle.
Seeing that the soldiers had already boarded the car, Guchakov said to Samoilov, who had not yet come back to his senses, "Comrade Lieutenant, what are you still standing here to do? Get on the car quickly, we are going to set off."
"Ah, we're going to set out so soon." Samoilov said somewhat surprised: "I thought it would take more than ten or twenty minutes."
"Comrade Lieutenant," Guchakov reminded Samoilov: "We use sneak attack tactics against the enemy, just fight and run away, so that the enemy cannot find our traces. If we stay in a place for too long and are discovered by the enemy, we may not be so easy for us to retreat."
Before returning to his car, Samoilov asked again: "Then where will we go next?"
"Before the enemy has not discovered us yet, we quickly bypassed Gumlak Station and rushed to the Orlovka area." Guchakov said briefly: "Strike the enemy hard there."
After the convoy set off again, Taflin whispered to Guchakov: "Comrade Lieutenant, are you not afraid of him making a report to Lieutenant Samoilov?"
"What's scary?" Guchakov said disapprovingly: "Since we have completed the sneak attack mission and are not moving quickly, are we still staying in place and waiting for the German planes to bomb? Even if he reports to the division commander, I believe the division commander will not blame me."
After the convoy drove forward for more than twenty kilometers along the bumpy road, the armored vehicles suddenly slowed down. "What's going on?" Guchakov asked loudly at the driver: "Why slow down?"
"Comrade Lieutenant," the driver turned around and said to Guchakov with a bitter face. "We don't have much fuel anymore. If we drive two or three kilometers at most, we can only throw the vehicle away."
"Hey, how can we go deep into such a far behind enemy lines and throw away the vehicle?" Guchakov was furious when he heard the driver's words: "Without vehicles, what should we do if there are so many rockets on the vehicle? Will we leave them all for the Germans?"
"Comrade Lieutenant, don't be excited." Seeing Guchakov so excited, Taflin quickly persuaded him: "We can find a way to solve the fuel problem."
"How to solve the fuel problem?" Guchakov frowned and said, "Comrade Sergeant, can you let the Germans add fuel to our armored vehicles?"
"What's impossible, Comrade Lieutenant." Taflin replied with a smile: "Don't forget that we are wearing German uniforms and riding in German armored vehicles. Even if we go to the German supply point to refuel, it is not impossible."
After hearing Taflin say this, Guchakov asked hesitantly: "Can this work?"
"Comrade Lieutenant, I guess you will encounter German mobile supply points not far ahead." Taflin was very afraid that Guchakov would not know what the German supply points looked like, so he deliberately spread the science to him: "The passing German troops can eat and replenish the vehicles' fuel. We rushed all night and could eat something in the German supply points and replenish the armored vehicles by the way."
"Can this work?" Although Taflin said something particularly tempting, Guchakov was half-believing and half-doubting.
"You can just look at me later." Tavlin said carelessly: "I will definitely let my comrades fill their stomachs in the supply points." After pausing for a moment, he added, "But you have to say hello to the comrades in the other two cars, so that they will not attack the enemy's mobile supply points later without saying a word. By then, we will not only have no food, but also have the danger of being exposed."
"Don't worry, I will say hello to the people behind." After saying that, Guchakov contacted the two cars behind with the on-board radio station, conveyed Taflin's words to them, and warned them not to attack the enemy's mobile supply points casually.
Turning over the hillside ahead, I saw a moving supply point, and two tankers were parked on the side of the road. Because there were no vehicles passing by, several German soldiers who were idle were standing by the car and chatting. A little further away, there were more than a dozen tents, which should be the place where the German soldiers were eating. You could not see the German soldiers carrying a big pot.
Three armored vehicles were parked near the supply point, and Tavlin stood up and shouted at a sergeant standing next to the tanker truck: "Sergeant, come here."
When the sergeant heard the shout, he quickly trotted to the armored vehicle, looked up at Tavlin above, and asked respectfully: "Mr. Lieutenant, do you have any instructions?"
Tavlin pointed to the armored vehicle he was standing, and then pointed to the two armored vehicles parked behind, and said carelessly: "Sergeant, our armored vehicles are out of gas. You can fill them up immediately, and we still have to carry out the mission."
"Yes, Mr. Lieutenant." When the sergeant heard Tufflin's order, he did not dare to neglect, and quickly yelled at the soldiers next to him. When the soldiers heard the shouts, they immediately dragged their long oil pipes to prepare to add fuel to the armored vehicles.
Seeing that his subordinates had already started to be busy, the sergeant respectfully said to Tavlin: "Mr. Lieutenant, it may take some time to fill your car with gas. Do you see if you can ask your subordinates to get off the car and go to the tent there to eat first?"
Chapter completed!