Natasha slept soundly that night. People escaped from the Germans' jaws. After nightfall, everyone was in the forest? ?
Except for the normal sentries, everyone was lying limply on the ground. The whole day's events made everyone nervous. After getting a rest, they all lay down carelessly, as if they had forgotten the possible danger.
"You are all stretching your life! Forget it, I almost vomited blood from exhaustion!" Balzen complained a few times, but his body was not under the control of his consciousness. He was so sore that he simply wrapped himself in a blanket and lay down for almost ten seconds.
Then I started snoring.
His order has been issued, and all soldiers must be on alert, with their firearms loaded and kept at their side, in case something goes wrong and they can quickly enter the battle.
The same was true for Natasha, but the girl slept more deeply. The soot and dust on her delicate face were wiped clean. Igor did not go to bed early. He checked Natasha's sVT4o again and wiped it for her.
Click the barrel.
The night was very peaceful. The sentries took turns standing guard and nothing unusual was found. The soldiers got a necessary and sufficient sleep. When the sky of the new day gradually turned blue, everyone woke up one after another.
In the early morning, Lyudbalev once again sent a signal to the 284th Division, and they received a reply immediately.
Yang Mingzhi is also preparing to leave in the morning. Since they have written a letter, he will reply first.
"It's great. Three thousand people are assisting us. We have nothing to fear anymore!" Lyudbarev finally felt relieved. He also got the other party's request that the troops move closer to the Dnieper River.
Balzen was very knowledgeable about this, because this information came from the deputy division commander himself!
He ordered Lyudbarev's radio operator to report to the south: "Tell my superiors that nearly half of the reconnaissance company has been lost, but the essence is still there, and Natasha is safe and sound!"
The reconnaissance company is indeed extremely powerful, which is the pride of the infantry division, but what happened to Natasha? The radio operator was very confused. Is she the female sniper?
The radio operator asked garrulously: "Is that girl very important to you?"
"Of course! She is our hero!"
Seeing the seriousness of the surrounding reconnaissance company commanders, Lyudbarev and Tchaikov couldn't help but murmur. In yesterday's battle, Tchaikov, who fought hard, was surprised to see the enemy's machine gunners being beaten one by one by his comrades.
Headshots were taken during roll call, and people from the Gomel Municipal Committee noticed the continuous shooting of the only sniper team.
Based on a lot of intelligence from the 284th Division, Lyudbalev couldn't help but think of some important things, so excited that his heart beat wildly. He tried to stay calm and quickly asked Balzen: "I remember that your troops have many
Precision shooters, there are two girls among them who are particularly good, one is named Natasha and the other is named Betsyka. Could it be?!"
Balzen nodded confidently, "It seems Comrade Mayor has guessed it. Yes, we used the honor of the Guards Division to vouch for those two girls and the deeds of some fighting heroes. These are all facts. That Natasha, she
The record on the report was 105 kills, but in fact she killed more. So now you understand why I have to add that Natasha is safe and sound!"
These words made Lyudbalev and others very excited. He and Tchaikov's beards almost flew off with joy!
"I never expected that that little girl with an unattractive appearance would actually be a sniper hero! Call her over quickly, I want to take a look for myself!"
This was the mayor's request, so why not do it? Balzen casually called a soldier and ordered him to call Natasha over.
At this time, Igor was helping the girl pack her luggage. The wool blanket was rolled up and the frost on her weapons was wiped off.
"You are really sleeping too deeply. Quickly remove the goo from your eyes and pat your face to wake up." Igor was like an elder, so Natasha quickly followed suit. As soon as she regained consciousness, the messenger arrived.
"Natasha, the company commander orders you to go to the radio station immediately!"
"Okay, I'll go right away!"
What was going on? Since it was Balzen's special request, she had to look her best. Her backpack was ready, her armed belt was securely fastened, and her sniper rifle was on her back. She ran lightly, flicking her braid behind her helmet.
In the eyes of the soldiers, this image is very cute. Of course she is not a mascot. As the most ferocious fighting force in the reconnaissance company, it forms a sharp contrast with her slender body, which is really endearing.
Therefore, when Natasha stood at attention in front of Balzen, the comrades of the Gomel Municipal Committee and Tchaikov himself faced this girl directly for the first time.
"It's shocking! Yesterday I saw you shooting enemies. At least five enemies were wiped out by you with one shot! Why didn't I pay close attention to you yesterday?! It's incredible, Natasha Petronov
Comrade Na Speloskina, I thought there was an error in the report. We always thought you were an adult, but we didn’t expect you to be a child!" Lyudbalev said.
They are all superiors, and as lower-level soldiers, they must be polite. The girl knew that she was not a regular soldier. Although she was promoted by the regular army, she did not have a soldier's certificate.
Natasha stood at attention, as straight as the surrounding red pine trees. She replied seriously: "I'm glad that the officers know my full name. I am indeed a child, not yet an adult. I am not a regular soldier, I am
The 284th Division, which was in transition, rescued me, and now I have become a soldier."
Lyudbarev was very satisfied that he knew this information.
"Okay, Comrade Natasha, this is our first official meeting. You are indeed a sixteen-year-old child, but your combat experience is no less than that of a veteran."
Balzen echoed by the way: "Of course. Our Natasha has fought many tough battles. This is a rare talent for us!"
"That's right!" Liu Debalev continued to ask: "Son, have you joined the Communist Youth League? You know, you have a huge record and have killed more than a hundred enemies by yourself. Do you know that you are creating a myth?"
"Know! I am a sniper targeting Simon Haye, even if that person is our enemy. I recently joined the Communist Youth League. I will fight hard. I want to be a hero, for my dead parents, for my dead parents."
Revenge for our compatriots!”
These inspiring words have to make people sigh. Everyone in the Gomel Municipal Committee escaped death, but in the face of the crazy pursuit of the Germans, too many people have died. Everyone held their breath, only hating that their abilities were too weak.
.After seeing this legendary sniper in person, I couldn’t help but feel a lot more comfortable.
As an official, Lyudbarev often thinks a lot. "Natasha, I think you should be sent to the rear. You are a combat hero, a child, and a woman. Your experience is a legend,
Once the publicity spreads, you will greatly boost the morale of the entire army!"
"Take me off the front line? Become a celebrity? No! That's not what I long for!" Natasha actually wanted to say that she couldn't bear to let go of Yang Mingzhi, a commander. Continuing to fight under him is what she desires most at the moment.
Everyone has his own ambitions, and some soldiers just like to fight. It is too difficult to force them to the rear under the current situation. Lyudbalev shrugged and ordered: "Alyosha, bring our box, I will change it
Got an idea!"
"Mayor! Should we do it now?"
"Yes, we have to do it sooner or later. This girl's battle yesterday covered our entire army to a great extent. I don't want to wait any longer!"
Natasha and Balzen were both puzzled by these words. They waited and waited. Soon, a small wooden box was placed in front of them. When the wooden box was opened, there were small wooden boxes neatly stacked inside. Suddenly, Balzen
Cen understood what was going on.
Because there is only one thing that can be packaged so carefully - a medal! (To be continued.) 8