Chapter 315: The Battle Outside the Village

From Rokossovsky's words, Panfilov keenly sensed that his troops had the hope of advancing to the Guards Division, and hurriedly asked in surprise: "Comrade commander, is this true?" Will our division really be promoted to the Guards Division? ”

Hearing Panfilov's question, Rokossovsky immediately realized that he had slipped his mouth, and hurriedly said perfunctorily: "Comrade Panfilov, I'm just guessing. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info There are two things you have to do now, one is to inform the commanders and fighters of the whole division about the fact that Crochkov and other comrades have been awarded the title of Hero of the Soviet Union, and to publicize it in the name of 'Panfilov 28 Warriors', so as to motivate the commanders and fighters and encourage everyone; ”

"Understood, Comrade Commander." Panfilov happily replied: "Rest assured, our division will be able to keep the enemy firmly out of Volokolamsk, so that they will not be able to advance a single step." ”

Rokossovsky originally thought that Panfilov would die in two days, and wanted to remind him to pay more attention to safety, but considering that he didn't know how the other party died, even if he was reminded, it would be useless, so he hung up the phone directly.

After the heroic deeds of Panfilov 28 warriors were conveyed, it immediately had the effect of motivating morale and boosting morale. Although the Germans rushed to Volokolamsk from several directions, under the defense of the commanders and fighters of the 316th Infantry Division, the German troops who rushed up like a tide seemed to hit a solid rock, and the menacing waves instantly became splashed and torn apart.

A section of the 1077th regiment, held in the village of Trokovo, under the command of company commander Pavlov and engineer platoon commander Ferstov, stubbornly resisted the attack of German tanks and infantry. The battle lasted from morning to afternoon, and in five hours they repelled seven German charges.

After seeing the German troops retreat again, the company commander Pavlov, with a bandage on his head, came to the trench and found Feltov, where he was directing the soldiers to clean up the battlefield and collect weapons and ammunition from the corpses of the Germans, ready to use in the battle. Pavlov asked loudly: "Comrade Ensign, how many people are left now?" ”

"Report to Comrade Company Commander," Hearing Pavlov's question, Ferstov hurriedly stood up straight and replied: "Including you, we have 11 more people. ”

"There are only 11 men left," Pavlov said with a wry smile, touching his wounded head, "there were 120 people when the whole company entered the position, and now there are only 11 people left, which shows how heavy the casualties of our army are." ”

"Comrade Company Commander," replied Ferstov, whose face was blackened by the smoke of gunpowder, with a smile, "our casualties are large, and the enemy's casualties are not small." You see," he pointed to the position in front, "the enemy also left hundreds of corpses in front of us, as well as nine destroyed tanks. ”

Pavlov raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and asked in a serious tone: "Comrade Ensign, do you think we can hold the village?" ”

"It's hard to say," Ferstorff cautiously replied, hearing the question of the company commander, "you must know that we have too few men after all, and if the enemy launches another attack like the one just now, our direction may be broken through." But we will do our best to resolutely block the enemy. ”

Pavlov took out the pocket watch in his jacket pocket, looked at it, put it back in his pocket, and then said to Ferstorv: "According to the order, our company must hold out until ten o'clock tonight, and then withdraw from the position and retreat to the city. There are still eight hours left before the time to retreat, and we have to complete the task given to us by our superiors anyway. ”

"Don't worry, comrade company commander, we ......" Velstorff was about to speak to the company commander when a whistling shell fell to the ground and exploded, interrupting him with a loud rumbling sound.

"Enemy attack, lie down!" Seeing that the enemy was shelling his positions again, Ferstov hurriedly turned around and shouted at the fighters who were still collecting enemy weapons outside the trenches: "Come back, come back!" ”

In fact, even if he didn't shout, the soldiers would quickly return to the trenches to avoid the shelling when they saw the enemy shelling begin. However, due to the urgency and density of the enemy's explosion point, three unlucky fighters were blown to pieces.

After ten minutes of shelling, Filstorff crawled out of the soft and slightly hot floating soil, and when he saw that there was no movement around him, he couldn't help but cry out in a hurry: "Is there anyone else?" ”

First, a bloodied warrior shook off the floating dirt from his body, crawled out of the floating soil of the trench, and looked at Ferstov with his back against the wall of the trench. Immediately after, several more fighters crawled out, each of them almost wounded, but still lined up in front of the ensign with serious expressions.

Seeing that the company commander Pavlov did not move, Ferstov guessed that the other party might have died in the shelling just now. He swept his gaze over the faces of the six soldiers standing in front of him one by one, and then raised his voice and said: "Comrades, the order given to us by the superiors is to hold on to the village until ten o'clock tonight, although there are only seven of us left, do you have the confidence to hold the position?" ”

"Yes!" The six fighters shouted in unison: "We must learn from the Panfilov 28 warriors, resolutely hold the position, and never let the enemy advance a single step." ”

"Very well answered!" Satisfied with the soldiers' answers, Feelstov nodded, and then ordered: "Go and clear the positions with how many useful weapons there are, and when the Germans rush up, we will teach them a good lesson." ”

Within a few minutes, the weapons were counted, including a light machine gun, an anti-tank rifle, six Mosin Lagan rifles, and eleven submachine guns and matching ammunition collected from the enemy.

Seeing the seven tanks and more than 100 soldiers rushing towards the position, Feltov felt that the situation was very unfavorable for him, and it was obviously a little too impractical to try to hold off the fierce German offensive with an anti-tank rifle, a light machine gun and a few submachine guns.

However, knowing that it could not be defeated, Feelstov would not give the order to retreat. Seeing that the German tanks and infantry came into range, he yelled: "Fire!" He then picked up a captured German submachine gun and opened heavy fire on the onrushing enemy.

The sound of gunfire was an order, and as Feltov fired, five other fighters also fired with machine guns and submachine guns. The sudden fire knocked down seven or eight of the Germans who rushed to the front, and those behind hurriedly lay on the ground, lying on the ground to return fire, while waiting for the tanks to rush ahead to clear the way for themselves.

The anti-tank guns on the position fired only two shots, and even a German tank was not destroyed, and it was directly hit by the German tank guns, and the explosion wave pulled the soldiers' corpses up from the ground, and after disintegrating in the air, the stumps and fragments were scattered one after another.

Although some of their comrades were sacrificed, the remaining soldiers turned a blind eye and still stubbornly used the weapons in their hands to shoot fiercely at the Germans. The anti-tank guns were destroyed by enemy fire, and immediately fighters climbed out of the trenches with grenades and crawled towards the galloping tanks. When the enemy tank approached, the warrior jerked up half of his body and threw the grenade in his hand fiercely.

With a loud bang, a ball of fire enveloped the tank's vehicle, followed by billowing black smoke. However, before the fighters could throw grenades at other tanks, they were beaten by the coaxial machine guns of German infantry and tanks.

Seeing that the Soviet commanders and fighters on the position were helpless against the tanks, the German infantry also became bolder, and they got up one after another, bent down and rushed forward with the back of the tank. When they were still more than twenty meters from the trench, they stopped and threw a grenade into the trench.

With a series of explosions, the shooting in the trenches stopped completely. With the order of the German commander, the soldiers did not wait for the smoke to dissipate, they flashed out from behind the tank and rushed forward quickly. As soon as he rushed to the edge of the trench, he jumped without hesitation, ready for a white-knuckle battle with the surviving Soviet fighters inside.

But when they entered, they met no resistance. As the smoke cleared, they could see clearly that the trenches were littered with the bodies of Soviet soldiers. The German commander looked at it, and then ordered the soldiers: "Look around and see if there is anyone alive." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a crisp gunshot, and then one of the soldiers next to him fell in response. Before he could see where the bullets were coming from, he heard several gunshots in succession, and he looked in the direction where the gunshots came from, and it turned out that a dozen paces away from him, there was a Soviet officer covered in blood, surrounded by several of his own soldiers.

The German commander walked briskly along the trench, and as soon as he came to the Soviet officer, a corporal immediately asked him for instructions: "Mr. Captain, he was the one who shot at you just now, and I fired a few shots at him, and it seems that he will not survive." ”

The German commander glanced at the Soviet officer, who was lying on the ground and glaring at him angrily, and then said viciously: "Corporal, you must not let this damned Russian go to die so comfortably." You go find a rope and have someone hang him from a tree over there. ”

"Yes!" The corporal answered, called a few soldiers, carried the mortally wounded Feelstov, and walked towards the grove in the distance, where he was going to hang the only survivor of the position.

A few minutes later, when the German commander saw Ferstov hanging from a tree by his men, the anger in his heart calmed down slightly, and he immediately ordered his subordinates who were cleaning up the battlefield: "All right, everyone go to the village." (To be continued.) )