Mikhailovich glanced at Shulka, and he saw the word "unacceptable" in Shulka's eyes.
If it was just a matter of command, Shulka didn't care at all.
To be precise, if the lieutenant in front of him can command properly, then Shulka will be happy to hand over the command to him.
But the lieutenant casually moved the 82nd Infantry Regiment to the front slope of Mamayev Hill... This was almost equivalent to putting the 82nd Infantry Regiment at the front to wait to die.
"We can't do this, Comrade Lieutenant!" Shulka said: "The enemy has a large number of assault guns, and hospitals, schools, and cemeteries are all under their occupation. In addition, it is getting dark soon..."
"This is an order, Captain!" the lieutenant interrupted Shulka impatiently.
"But this is completely meaningless!" Mikhailovich continued: "Keeping the slope straight will only cause casualties to the troops!"
This is exactly what Shulka said. At dawn, assault guns, and the German army's coordination ability, they will use the Soviet troops stationed on the positive slope as targets.
"That's worth it!" The lieutenant looked at Mikhailovich with a condemning look and said: "So, what do you mean? Give up the positive bevel? I don't think I need to remind you of the 227 issued by Moscow.
Give the order!"
Order No. 227 included "no taking a step back", and Mamayev Heights was an important strategic location, so the lieutenant did have reason to do so.
But the battlefield is not a one-size-fits-all place, nor does it mean that troops must be sacrificed meaninglessly just because it has an important strategic position. To defend it, you should also pay attention to tactics.
"I think you should obey my orders, Lieutenant!" Major Mikhailovich adjusted his uniform. He obviously intended to use his military rank to speak for himself.
"It's no use, Major!" the lieutenant laughed: "If you think your military rank is higher than mine... you have to understand that the person commanding this battle is Colonel Pavelkov. He is our regiment commander. He
It’s somewhere on Mamayev Hill. If that’s not enough, the real command of this battle should be Major General Fadeevich, the commander of the 13th Guards Rifle Division!”
Because of the meritorious service of the Guards Infantry Division, the commander has a higher rank. The regimental commander is already a colonel, while Mikhailovich is also the regimental commander and only has the rank of major.
After a pause, the lieutenant glanced at the two of them with contempt, and then said: "I'm lucky that I don't have to obey your orders, otherwise... I should have run away according to your orders!"
"It's a retreat, Lieutenant!" Mikhailovich emphasized.
"Don't retreat even a step, Comrade Major!" the lieutenant responded stiffly.
There is obviously no point in arguing like this, and there is even more reason for the lieutenant to have command authority, such as Order No. 227, or the headquarters of the 39th Guards Infantry Regiment commanding this battle.
Even if it turns out that Colonel Pavelkov, the commander of the 39th Guards Rifle Regiment, is on the battlefield as the lieutenant said, then it is natural that he should be the unified commander of the battle.
"Report to the army headquarters!" Shulka said to Mikhailovich.
Now, only the 62nd Army Headquarters has the authority to change this situation.
But Mikhailovich shook his head helplessly: "Our radio station has been blown into parts, unless we can put it back together!"
Shulka looked at the lieutenant's radio...it was still under repair.
The lieutenant smiled sarcastically: "Is it that difficult for you to fight a war? This is your motherland, behind you are your relatives and the land of the Soviet Union, and yet you are putting your life on the line in order to save your own lives.
All of this is ignored, I feel ashamed of you, understand..."
"Really?" Mikhailovich couldn't bear it anymore. He grabbed the lieutenant by the collar and dragged him in front of him. He ignored the guards around him and raised their guns, and shouted angrily: "You know you
Why are you standing here now, Lieutenant? It was us who occupied the hospital and school and cut off the enemy's retreat. It was we who attacked the enemy from the rear and won the victory. It was us who killed and wounded thousands of people without a moment's rest for days and nights.
Enemy, what are you doing? Are you standing here teaching me a lesson while you enjoy the success? Fuck you!"
As he spoke, he pushed the lieutenant away and spat on the ground.
"Oh, really?" the lieutenant laughed: "Then stop talking nonsense and hold your position like a man!"
"What if?"
"Otherwise you know, Major!" the lieutenant replied, "I will arrest you under Order 227!"
After thinking about it, Shulka said: "Sorry, Lieutenant... I think you misunderstood. You are commanded by the 13th Division, but we are commanded by the 62nd Army!"
After being reminded by Shulka, Mikhailovich immediately understood what Shulka meant.
"That's right!" Major Mikhailovich said: "We are commanded by the 62nd Army and are performing special tasks. I don't think you have the right to command us, and I don't think you have the right to arrest us according to Order No. 227.
, if you don’t believe it, you can try it!”
If you can't grab the command, then at least keep your command and don't let the 82nd Infantry Regiment be used as cannon fodder.
With that said, Major Mikhailovich ordered the signal soldier in front of the lieutenant: "Pass the order and retreat!"
"Yes, Comrade Major!" The correspondent turned around and left without saying a word, but was stopped by the security guard.
"Lieutenant!" Shulka reminded: "I have to remind you that we are executing the mission of the Army Group Headquarters. If our mission is delayed..."
The lieutenant's face turned red and white.
He knew that Mikhailovich and Shulka were right. From the beginning, he actually knew that the 82nd Infantry Regiment was commanded by the Army Group Headquarters. Just now Shulka also wanted to contact the Army Group Headquarters to seize command.
So, the lieutenant raised his head to the guard to let him go.
"Coward!" the lieutenant spat on the ground: "You have found a good excuse, but... I will report this matter, you can't escape!"
Mikhailovich wanted to argue, but Shulka stopped him.
There is no point in doing this on the battlefield, especially when the enemy is about to come up.
In desperation, the lieutenant could only mobilize another unit to garrison on the reverse slope.
Shulka and Mikhailovich had nothing to do with this. They retreated with their troops until they were stationed at the foot of the reverse slope of Mamayev Hill.
It should be said that this is relatively the safest place on the battlefield, because the enemy's direct-fire weapons cannot hit it, and it is difficult for artillery shells to hit it. At the same time, it will not become a target for enemy air power.
"Comrade Shulka!" At this time, a figure emerged from the darkness and ran to Shulka's side.
Schur turned around and saw that it was none other than Vasily.