Major Gavrilov was still unwilling to give up. After the suggestion was rejected, he took Shulka to see the division commander again.
Before entering the division commander's headquarters, Major Gavrilov told Shulka: "Although the contact has not been long, Colonel Ovich is a stubborn person. He only believes what he wants to believe. From this aspect, I
I should give up. But..."
"I know, Comrade Major!" Shulka said: "For the benefit of the entire defense line, we must convince the colonel again!"
"Yes!" Major Gavrilov nodded and said, "I hope you can convince him!"
But soon, Major Gavrilov's hope was dashed.
This is not because Shulka is not eloquent enough, nor is it because Shulka is not smart enough, but because Shulka is not allowed to enter the headquarters at all... that is to say, he has no chance to perform.
"I don't have time to waste time!" When Major Gavrilov hoped that Colonel Ovich could give Shulka some time, he said to Major Gavrilov impatiently: "Major, you are in Bures
The heroic behavior of the special fort is worthy of praise, but this does not mean that you understand the battle in the fortified area, which is completely different from the defense of the fort!"
"Colonel, we do not regard it as a fortress..."
"And I know them!" Colonel Ovich interrupted Major Gavrilov: "Every bunker here, every firepower point, I know their situation clearly! I have been here for a year.
, Major, I even grew up in Kiev, and you’ve been here less than a day!”
Colonel Ovich said this, and Major Gavrilov was speechless.
But it turns out that whether there will be a war or not is not necessarily related to how long he has stayed here... Colonel Ovich has the wrong strategy in his head and imagines the wrong enemy. No matter how familiar he is with the defense line and the terrain, it will not help.
"We can defeat them!" Colonel Ovech finally emphasized: "There is no need for those ridiculous disguises, they are unnecessary! No matter how powerful the enemy is, they will be unable to move even an inch in front of our defense line!"
"Yes, Colonel!" Major Gavrilov stood up and saluted, and then left knowingly.
After walking out of the headquarters, he shook his head at Shulka who had been waiting at the door, and Shulka knew the result.
"Do you know?" On the way back, Shulka handed Major Gavrilov a cigarette. Major Gavrilov gave him a German cigarette.
"I think the reason why the colonel so decisively rejected all our suggestions..." Shulka said: "At least part of it is because we have just joined the 27th Army!"
"What?" Major Gavrilov didn't understand what Shulka meant.
"We are new here!" Shulka explained: "If we discover the problems in the defense line when we first arrive and propose effective improvement plans, it will appear that they..."
Major Gavrilov couldn't help but said "Oh" when he heard this. Although he has rich experience in combat, he is not very good at this aspect. Otherwise, he would not have been in the Brest Fortress because of speech issues.
It's so noisy that it's going to be censored.
"You are right, Shulka!" Major Gavrilov said: "So, what should we do now?"
"We don't need to do anything!" Shulka said: "At this time, I think it is useless for us to do anything but fight!"
Major Gavrilov nodded helplessly in agreement.
Therefore, although Colonel Ovitch did not agree to do this, the 333rd Regiment was stationed at the position and was busy preparing to disguise all the bunkers into wooden houses.
This does not require much effort, because this area is rural and the houses are very simple. On the other hand, you only need to build the front and top... The front is used to deceive the enemy's infantry, and the top is used to confuse the enemy.
air force.
Colonel Ovich knew about these actions of the 333rd Regiment. After all, this was his management scope, and there were many people in the Soviet army snitching on them at this time.
But Colonel Ovech did not stop it.
"Let them go!" Colonel Ovich said: "These idiots think that some rotten wood can deceive the Germans! If this works, why did they lose the Brest Fortress?!"
There was a burst of ridicule in the headquarters. The officers all thought that Colonel Ovič was right. The 1.5-meter-thick reinforced concrete and machine guns and cannons should be used to resist the Germans, not wooden camouflage.
After a few hours, the sky gradually became brighter.
The soldiers of the 333rd regiment nailed the last few planks and returned to the bunker amidst the whistle... It is very dangerous to work outside after dawn. This will attract German guns and artillery, and it will also make the Germans suspicious.
"Woodhouse".
There was silence outside, except for the cheerful calls of a few early birds. They had not yet realized that the war was coming, and they were still flapping their wings and looking for food everywhere as usual.
Shulka leaned against the cement wall, letting his raw and stinging eyes rest for a while, chewing the brown bread distributed in his mouth... This is their breakfast, hard and dry, and has a strange smell, which is similar to that of the Germans.
Bread is far inferior in comparison.
"I miss the taste of chocolate!" the thief said with some regret: "I didn't know what was wrong at that time, but I would give the chocolate to you instead of leaving two more pieces for myself..."
"You should be lucky, Fovalikov!" the veteran said while chewing bread: "Otherwise, you would have been bruised and swollen by now!"
"I'd rather give you your pen back!" said the thief.
"You mean...my pen is still on you?"
"No, of course not!" The thief panicked: "I mean... I can steal another one!"
The veteran was a little disappointed. He looked at the thief and asked, "Honestly, what do you do with my pen?"
"I exchanged it for a piece of bread!" the thief replied.
After a pause, the thief asked curiously: "I don't understand, Matvey, you can't read at all, what's the use of that pen?"
The veteran was silent, and after a while, he replied: "That's what my father left me. He died in the battle with the Japanese!"
There was silence in the bunker again, and the soldiers all turned their accusing eyes on the thief.
"Oh, sorry, Matvey!" The thief regretted: "I didn't know this!"
"It doesn't matter, Comrade Fovalikov!" the veteran replied: "I said, I forgive you!"
At this moment, there was a faint sound of motor outside, which was also mixed with the "squeaking" of some tracks.