On the way back to the military camp, Major Gavrilov asked: "You are not optimistic about this counterattack, are you?"
"Yes, Comrade Major!" Shulka replied: "It is very likely that it will destroy our preparations. All preparations... Even if this plan succeeds, it will disrupt the Germans' plan just like the colonel said.
The deployment or delay of their attack on the second line of defense may only take a few days. But our loss may be all mobile troops and reserve forces. At that time, not only will we not be able to implement mobile defense,
Even the weaknesses of the entire defense line are placed in front of the enemy, and you can watch helplessly as the enemy makes plans to break through and is unable to do anything!"
"So!" Major Gavrilov said: "Now that you know this, you should know what to do!"
"What?"
"Find a way, Shulka!" Major Gavrilov said: "I know you will always find a way!"
"But this is an order from a superior..."
"No matter what!" Major Gavrilov interrupted Shulka: "Tell me when you think of a solution, it's up to you!"
With that said, Major Gavrilov patted Shulka on the shoulder and left, leaving Shulka alone in a daze.
Back at the military camp... in fact, they were just temporary tents set up to shelter from the wind and rain. They were also painted white, and at first glance they looked like small snowy mountains in the night.
Of course, the instructors knew the news of the counterattack in advance, and the political workers always knew this earlier, because only in this way can they "guide" the frontline commanders in the right direction.
"I want to know what you think?" the instructor asked Shulka directly.
"Very good plan, instructor!" Shulka said in a half-joking tone: "We are actually going to start a counterattack!"
"Don't tell me this!" the instructor said, "I want to know if we can win this battle!"
Shulka was silent for a while, and he saw that the instructor was serious... Anyone with a little knowledge of military knowledge would know that he shouldn't do this at this time. The counterattack plan was full of loopholes and it was still rushed into battle.
However, the instructor knew more about ideological work than military common sense.
"Victory?" Shulka said: "Maybe we will win, because the Germans did not expect that we would be so stupid and launch a counterattack under such circumstances... So this will catch them by surprise, and we will occupy forces in this direction.
Advantage!"
"What do you mean by being so stupid?" the instructor asked again.
"Because all the victories are meaningless!" Shurka said: "Our victory will form a protrusion on the defense line. At the same time, the Germans will react very quickly, and they will quickly gather many more troops than us.
The troops will then separate and surround our salient from the defense line!"
The instructor nodded silently, and then replied: "General Zhukov also doesn't agree with this plan, but..."
This was expected by Shulka. It was impossible for Zhukov to formulate such a suicidal battle plan.
At the same time, it was not difficult for Shulka to guess that the only one who could make Zhukov helpless was Stalin.
This is just like the Battle of Kiev. Everyone thought that Kiev should be abandoned, but the Supreme Command insisted on not withdrawing. In the end, it directly led to the siege of Kiev and the capture of more than 600,000 people.
Of course, this is what happened in history.
But even if Shulka's appearance did not make this happen, Kiev is still in danger. Or it can be said that facts prove that the command of the Supreme Command is wrong... They prefer their own subjective wishes and pay more attention to spiritual victory and violate the Some basic laws of the battlefield ignore objective reality.
They should have learned their lesson and realized this, but they didn't.
"Then, you should prepare earlier, Comrade Shulka!" the instructor said.
"What?"
"Be prepared early!" the instructor said: "Think about how to face such an unfavorable situation!"
Shulka spread his hands helplessly, everyone was counting on him to come up with a way... The best way is not to launch this so-called "counterattack".
But of course this is not something Shulka can control.
So, early the next morning, Shulka and others were ordered to prepare for battle.
At this time, it was still dark, and the mechanics had completed the final maintenance of the tanks. The infantrymen were assigned to the tanks in groups and prepared to charge. There were even civilians digging trenches on the front line of defense. They were all digging trenches. They cast curious glances at the troops behind them who were lined up and ready to attack... They also seemed puzzled by the Soviet counterattack.
At this time, Shulka heard the actor in front shouting in surprise and joy: "Shulka, comrade company commander, comrade company commander!"
"What's going on?" Shulka was a little unhappy.
Although the actor is his good friend and fellow countryman, he is about to attack now, and the actor should not cause trouble at this time.
"Come here!" said the actor.
Shulka was about to refuse, but the actor ran up to him, grabbed Shulka without any explanation and dragged him forward.
In the trench, two civilians covered in mud and water were waiting. When they saw Shulka, they were so excited that they were speechless.
"Shulka, it's really you, it's really you!"
One of the women hugged Shulka and was so excited that she shed tears. She choked with sobs and said vaguely: "Shulka, my child, I didn't expect to see you here..."
"child?"
Shulka did not dare to speak and turned his attention to the actor. Seeing the actor nodding heavily, Shulka realized that the two people in front of him were his parents.
Shulka didn't know what to say for a moment. He thought about meeting them, but he never thought he would meet them on such an occasion.
"Why are you... here?" Shulka asked.
"We are building trenches here!" Father patted Shulka on the shoulder and said, "Shulka, we have all heard about you. They said that you have made meritorious service on the battlefield and are a hero... We are here for You are proud! So, as parents of heroes, we cannot embarrass you!"
After a pause, his father added: "Actually, your mother has always wanted to see you on the battlefield. I told her that it was impossible. We have too many troops. You know, it is almost impossible to meet you... …I didn’t expect that I was wrong!”
"Shulka, let me see you..." The mother held Shulka's face in tears, and then suddenly laughed: "You have grown up, Shulka, I can hardly recognize you!"
"Mother!"
For some reason, Shulka also felt uncomfortable and his nose was sore, and then he shouted naturally.
At this time, a shout from the instructor came from behind.
Shulka could only say: "I'm going to the battlefield, mom, dad... don't worry about me!"
"It's okay for you, we know!"
This is what Shulka vaguely heard before the tank "rumbled".