Doronin himself quickly shelled the frontline command post. He came in a hurry, and Roshakov immediately asked: "Comrade, a damn German plane appeared on the German position. How about it? Can you shoot it down?"
"German plane? We already know about this."
"I'm just asking you if you can destroy it with one shot."
Russians rarely have a modest attitude. Officers and soldiers at the grassroots level prefer to seek truth from facts, and the army is even more particular about talking about everything.
Doronin was muttering in his heart, and he said: "It is difficult for me to destroy it with one shot. Our artillery position must move forward, because the distance is too far and the accuracy will be poor. Attack the wide German position with the current position.
Such a big goal is not a big problem. But..."
"Then move the position immediately." Roshakov said seriously: "The commander just gave our army a death order. That German plane may be hiding a huge secret, and it cannot fly away. I am giving you an order now,
No matter what method is used, the plane must be destroyed by your troops. If you fail, the blame will be entirely yours."
"I……"
"Go quickly! If the plane runs away, the commander will get angry!"
"I'll go right away!"
Doronin's mind is a little confused. As a soldier, since he has been given an order, he must work hard to complete it. Besides, he himself is the original veteran of the 284th Guards Division, and his position is actually the same as that of Rosakov.
.What he was most worried about was that the commander would get angry, and he was also worried about what would happen if the plane escaped.
Doronin returned to the artillery position and immediately selected two groups.
"You two groups, immediately collect the artillery, mount the carriage, and each group will bring ten rounds of artillery shells. After completing the preparations, follow me. The other groups will stand by where they are."
Doronin planned to have an adventure. He found a gap in the woods on the map, which had been marked by scouts. Today, artillery can be ambushed in that gap to launch a cold artillery attack on the German army.
For this reason, the two cannons had to leave their positions. For absolute safety, the artillery regiment also organized a special artillery protection force with one hundred people.
The carriage pulled two cannons and walked on the soft ground. In order to move as quickly as possible, the artillery protection troops were always monitoring the wheels. If something was wrong, they would immediately push them up.
The soldiers were very excited about their adventure. It was so exciting to withdraw immediately after the sneak attack, leaving the enemy crying without tears. Their push and pull therefore became advantageous, from issuing orders to arriving at the appropriate position.
, it took them half an hour.
The time was a bit long, and the scouts on the front line and Rosakov in the rear were all very worried that the German plane would suddenly fly away, but the plane was indifferent.
In fact, the Soviet army might be defeated. It was all Mueller's fault. The situation faced by the regiment commander was too dangerous. He had a lot of questions in his stomach. When he saw the pilot Paul get off the plane, he held the pilot's hand.
, don’t want to let go at all.
Muller kept asking: "Where are the reinforcements from your superiors? What did you see in the air? Will your superiors make air drops? We need a lot of food, a lot of ammunition. Especially a lot of artillery shells..."
Paul planned to stay for a while and then leave. He muttered: "At least you have drinking water here. Let me drink some water and answer your questions one by one."
It is a fact that the German troops stationed here faced the threat of food shortage. They only had no shortage of drinking water. Thanks to the special nature of the natural environment, when the officers and soldiers dug trenches, water would seep out every time the depth exceeded 150cm.
Because the Soviet army had artillery, the German army had to dig deeper trenches. Their civil engineering skills were very good, and the trenches were dug deeper and deeper. When the soldiers tried to dig a man-deep hole with high defensive capabilities, they stepped on
Got mud.
Paul drank some water with a strong earthy smell, and his thirst was relieved to some extent. Muller even handed over a cigarette and let Paul smoke one beautifully.
It wasn't until he threw away the cigarette handle that Muller returned to his anxious look.
"What did you see in the sky? Did the reinforcements' marching team see it? We..."
Paul waved his hand. Because he had just experienced a huge danger, he said without any disguise: "I didn't see reinforcements, but I saw a Soviet convoy."
"Soviet convoy?!"
"Yes. Although I don't know where they got our trucks, a convoy with a large number of troops is moving here. I am very worried that the Soviet army plans to launch an attack today!"
"What?!" This was what Mueller was most afraid of. He felt that the whole world was dizzy and he sat on the ground.
He paused for a while and then asked again: "What you said is absolutely true? What else did you find?"
Griffin from the 634th Division, who was watching on the sidelines, asked anxiously: "What did you see? Are there still people from our 634th Division on the battlefield? How is Loev doing now?"
Paul shook his head and described the miserable world he saw.
Griffin and Mueller watched the plane land with great surprise, but they did not expect to receive tragic news. Paul also said a lot, that the superiors would definitely send reinforcements, as long as they held on
Wait until reinforcements arrive and everything will be fine.
According to the order, Paul made bread for the two officers to satisfy their hunger. Of course, they did not buy it.
Muller cursed and said: "How long has it been since then that the commander of the Army Group still had the heart to say this?! The Russians are about to launch a general offensive. Am I their opponent? The 634th Division is stronger than our division. They have all failed. Could it be that
The superiors think we can win? How can I win? A bunch of hungry soldiers?"
Paul interjected: "I see you have tanks here."
"Haha! Tanks? They are the equipment of the SS59 Regiment. Since the Soviet army can attack the 634th Division on a large scale, I can only think that the main force of the SS59 Regiment is finished. We are a lonely army, facing more than 20,000 Soviet troops."
Paul could even see the officer's exposed veins clearly, and he knew that he had better shut up now, otherwise the angry officer might kill him to vent his anger.
The conversation was tense for a while, and their conversation lasted a long time.
They sat on wooden piles standing in the waterlogged trench. After all, Muller and Griffin could only obey the orders of their superiors - to continue to hold their current position unconditionally.
Paul also suggested to him that he should write a letter and have him take it back as a postman. Mueller and Griffin naturally followed suit. The process of writing the letter further delayed the time, and the Soviet army took advantage of this opportunity to finally take a look.
Completed the change of howitzer.
Doronin, with the green grass above his head, hid furtively in the grass. He held up a telescope to observe, kept dictating various parameters to Stop, and even sucked his index finger to feel the wind speed.
"Mikhail, record, wind speed two levels, south wind."
"I have recorded it, what else does the leader have to say?"
"No more, give me the notebook."
As the commander of the artillery regiment, Doronin's basic mathematics skills are quite solid. After some quick calculations, he has planned the shooting trajectory. The next step is to conduct precise artillery strikes!