The order from superiors was to keep moving forward.
This order is of course correct. It is also the tactic that Shulka told Major Gavrilov and even Major General Tolichka before... Don't be reluctant to fight, you should advance as quickly as possible.
However, there was something wrong with the car and it couldn't start. When Uncle Alek opened the front hood to check, Shulka strolled into the battlefield, which was still filled with smoke.
The smoke gradually dissipated under the wash of rain, and what appeared in front of Shulka was the wreckage of tanks, some of which should be said to be fireballs.
Bodies were lying on the ground near them, with broken limbs and equipment scattered around, like the parts that fell out when an alarm clock was smashed.
A group of Soviet soldiers were advancing in a row among the corpses. From time to time, they would use rifles with bayonets to stab the "suspicious" corpses on the ground or the wounded who were wailing and struggling...
The thief hesitated for a moment, then rushed forward and felt for something among the corpses.
"Hey, are you desperate for your life?" Someone not far away shouted angrily: "I almost regarded you as a deserter!"
"Relax, comrade!" the thief replied while holding something in his hand and raising it: "I think he won't mind!"
"Get away before I pull the trigger!" The soldier in the smoke was obviously still angry about the thief's behavior.
The thief ran back in a hurry, and Shulka couldn't help but scold him: "This is not a wise move, Fovalikov! If he shoots you to death, we can't even
say what!"
You must know that this is cleaning the battlefield. At any time, enemies pretending to be dead will suddenly jump up from the ground and run away or make other threatening actions. What the thief did just now can easily be misunderstood.
"Sorry, comrade platoon leader!" the thief replied, "I won't do that anymore!"
"So, what did you get?" the actor asked.
The thief did not answer, but turned to the veteran, handed over a pen, and said: "Comrade Matvey, although I know this pen is different from yours, but..."
Then everyone knew that the pen the thief had just taken was this pen.
The veteran laughed, took the pen, looked at it, then shook his head and said: "I accept your apology, Comrade Fovalikov, but I hope you risked your life just now to get chocolate instead of this!
"
The soldiers laughed.
Suddenly, Shulka discovered that these rugged Soviet soldiers also had their gentle and lovely side.
Perhaps it should be said that the Germans, Romanians, etc. are no exception, it’s just that Shulka doesn’t know.
At this time, the car started, and Uncle Alek waved his hands and shouted to the soldiers: "What are you waiting for, boys, the next victory is waiting for you!"
The car followed the team and continued to move slowly on the road. Uncle Alek started chatting as he moved forward:
"You played well, boys! I'm so proud of you! I've never seen a victory like this..."
"Uncle Alek!" Cossack interrupted him unreasonably: "Do you mean you have seen other victories?"
Uncle Alek was silent for a moment, and then replied: "In 1916, the enemy left a bullet hole in my calf, boy! I have indeed seen no other victories since then!"
The Cossack was speechless. He didn't expect that this drunkard who was drunk all day long had actually fought in the war.
Leonyev asked curiously: "Uncle Alek, so, what was your battlefield like at that time?"
"It's completely different from now!" Uncle Alek looked at the tank wreckage outside the window and replied: "We didn't have tanks at that time, we were all people. But at least one thing is the same, that is blood and corpses!"
It's hard to say this. No matter how the war changes, with different equipment, different people and tactics, the final result is blood and corpses.
While the soldiers were thinking about their own thoughts, the whistling sound of a round of artillery shells came from far to near and then exploded around the highway. Several shells even hit the road and blew up several cars to pieces on the spot. The people sitting inside
The Soviet soldiers didn't even have time to grunt before they were blown up into the sky.
The first reaction of the soldiers was to jump out of the car. The fastest among them were the few recruits sitting at the end of the carriage. They jumped out without waiting for the order to turn over. In fact, it would be more appropriate to say "get out".
But they were soon called up by Shulka.
"Are you crazy?" Shulka shouted: "We did not receive an order to get off!"
"But comrade platoon leader!" the recruit said: "Did you see it? Those cars that were blown up into the sky..."
"Do you want to come up?" Shulka said: "Or do you plan to advance on foot? If you do, I believe they will treat you as deserters!"
The recruits were immediately frightened when they heard this, and then they could only climb into the car one after another.
"I don't want to say it again!" Shulka emphasized: "You are not allowed to get off the car without an order!"
"Even if it was blown up into the sky by a cannonball?"
"Yes!" Shulka replied coldly.
What the recruits don't know is that it is normal for the highway to be blocked by enemy artillery fire... This is a German-controlled area. As long as they have some time to prepare, they can aim their guns at the only road they must pass and complete the task.
Test fire, and then wait for the enemy to appear at the designated location and fire a round of shells every few minutes. This can effectively slow down the enemy's marching speed.
All the Soviet army could do was either change its route or speed up through this blockade of artillery fire.
The superiors obviously chose the latter, because soon the order came down from the messenger on a motorcycle: "Rush over and speed up!"
Although it was dangerous, Shulka knew that this order was right.
Because "Blitzkrieg" is all about speed.
Previously, the enemy used Romanian armored divisions to launch a surprise attack to slow down the Soviet army. Now, the artillery blockade had the same purpose.
The meaning behind this is actually to tell the Soviet army...that the Germans are not ready.
Therefore, the Soviet army did not have time to make a detour, which would only give the enemy more time to prepare.
"It's up to you, Uncle Alek!" Shulka shouted towards the cab ahead.
"No problem, comrade platoon leader!" Uncle Alek replied confidently: "These shells won't trouble me! But... just wait for me!"
As he spoke, Uncle Alek ducked down, took out a bottle of wine from the side of his seat, raised his head and drank heavily.
After a while, Uncle Alek finally put down the bottle. He wiped his mouth, threw the bottle out of the car window, then held the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator, shouting: "Come on! You bitches