Looking at the T-34 tanks that were firing while driving, I wondered: where did these tanks come from? Looking left and right, not only me, but also the soldiers around me were full of doubts, and they couldn't figure out what was going on? But whatever, as long as he's here to help. If he doesn't come, I guess we will be wiped out in a few minutes.

I was thinking that the tank had swept past me at high speed and rushed to the German column opposite. The Germans, who were lying on the ground, got up one after another, dragging their guns and running wildly on the road. But where can they outrun the tank, not to mention the fact that they are followed by a dozen motorcycles. When the tank stopped firing, the fighters on the motorbikes also jumped down and opened fire on the Germans using the car as a cover. As soon as the artillery bombardment was fired, in an instant, in addition to the corpses everywhere in the woods in front of us, only a few wounded German soldiers who had not been shot were left rolling and wailing.

Anyway, at the moment we win. When the fighters got back on their motorcycles and rushed forward with the tank, all of us breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone stood up, gathered around me, and asked curiously: "Comrade division commander, what is going on?" Where did this force come from? ”

I shook my head and replied honestly, "I don't know what to do." As I spoke, I stood up and tried to find someone to ask what was going on.

In the distance, an infantry unit was marching towards us, and in front of the line was a motorcycle with a straddle bucket. Probably, seeing us standing here, the motorcycle immediately increased its speed and drove over, stopped in front of us, and jumped out of the car an officer. As soon as his feet hit the ground, he asked in a loud voice, "Who among you is the commander?" ”

I pushed aside the fighters on the left and right, stepped forward in front of him, glanced at his second lieutenant collar badge, and then replied with a serious expression: "I am Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina, commander of the 8th Guards Division, which unit are you from?" ”

"Eighth Guards Division?" He looked at me with some confusion and said, "I haven't heard of this army!" ”

"We were originally the 316 Infantry Division, but for their outstanding exploits in the defense of Moscow, we were highly praised by the Supreme Soviet and were awarded the Order of the Red Banner, and were awarded the title of Guards, renamed the Eighth Guards Division." The fighters next to him didn't know much about the origin of the new number, but after listening to my explanation, they all showed great excitement, and their waists became straighter and stiffer.

Personally, I think that the conversion of the units with meritorious combat achievements into the Guards Division is a really genius move for the honor-loving Soviets. The awarding of honors one after another raised the fighting spirit of the Soviet army, strengthened the team spirit, and increased the combat effectiveness exponentially, thus making great contributions to the victory of the Great Patriotic War.

When the second lieutenant heard that I had identified myself, he hurriedly stood up and saluted, and reported: "Report to Comrade Division Commander, I am the liaison staff officer of the 7th Guards Division. I had just received a report that several of our own fighters had been found here, and the division commander, Colonel Gryaznov, ordered me to come and check them out. ”

"The Seventh Guards Division?" Although the numbers of the two armies were similar, I couldn't tell which unit they were, so I looked left and right, and was about to ask Ramis if he knew anything, but the second lieutenant replied first: "We were originally the 64th Infantry Division, and on September 26 the Supreme Soviet awarded the title of Seventh Guards Division." ”

I nodded, and continued to ask my concern: "Which army group are you under the command of?" ”

"20th Army."

"20th Army?" When I heard this number, I couldn't help but light up in my eyes, I must know that Mr. Lu Daolin is serving as the deputy commander of this army. So I asked tentatively: "Is it the troops under the command of Comrade General Lin?" ”

"Yes." The second lieutenant did not shy away from answering my question and explained: "We were supposed to be the reserve of the army group and did not have any combat missions. But yesterday I heard that the 3rd and 4th Panzer Groups of the German Army had broken through our defensive line from the north and were preparing to further occupy Volokramsk, so the Front moved our division to block the German breakthrough. ”

Seeing that I looked like I wanted to break the clay pot and ask the question, he promptly changed the topic and said: "Comrade division commander, I am only a low-level commander, and I don't know much about many situations, so you should go with me and go to my division commander, Colonel Gryaznov, or the commander of the army group." ”

"Okay." I glanced back at Ramis beside me and told him: "Later, if the troops regain the station, remember to collect the body of Comrade Feerstov, understand?" ”

"Yes!" He said yes very simply.

I got into the straddle of the motorcycle and followed the second lieutenant to the headquarters of the 7th Guards Division. Along the way, I saw a large group of people rushing in, and there were soldiers lining up or walking alone on the road and on the roadside, as well as military trucks and tanks. Seeing so many troops, my mood gradually improved, and it was a pleasure to see such a large force in the heart of the German army when the Soviet army was losing and retreating.

It didn't take long for us to arrive at the headquarters location. After getting out of the car, I looked around and saw that the headquarters of the 7th Guards Division was located in an armored command vehicle. The second lieutenant walked straight with me, and when I got to the front of the car, I was stopped by a sentry. The second lieutenant said unhappily: "I brought the commander of the 8th Guards Division to meet Comrade Colonel. ”

The sentry looked at me, raised his hand in salute, and then stepped back to make way for us. The second lieutenant led me up the steps, knocked on the door first, then twisted the handle, opened the door, and then saluted the door, and reported loudly: "Report to Comrade Colonel, I have invited the commander of the 8th Guards Division over. ”

Hearing his report, a surprised voice came from inside: "The commander of the Eighth Guards Division? Is it Comrade Oshanina? ”

"Yes, it's me." I agreed, and walked past the ensign into the car.

As soon as I entered, I saw a colonel, who was not young, standing facing the door, and behind him was a table with a map on it. I stepped forward, reached out to shake his hand, and said, "Hello, Comrade Colonel!" I'm Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina, the acting commander of the 8th Guards Division, and it's a pleasure to see you here. ”

As soon as he grabbed my hand, he shook it vigorously, and said with a smile, "I have been known to you for a long time, and I finally have a chance to meet you today." ”

"Comrade Oshanina, we meet again." A voice suddenly sounded next to him, speaking in Chinese, and someone quickly translated the sentence into Russian. I turned my head to see two people standing on the right side of the door, and the general in a military coat in front of me was smiling at me. I looked at it and saw that it was none other than Mr. Lin who was speaking.

I hurriedly let go of the colonel's hand, took a step forward, held his outstretched right hand tightly, and said excitedly: "Hello, Deputy Commander Lin, I didn't expect us to meet again here." ”

These words of mine were all spoken in Russian, and Shi Zhe next to me immediately translated them to Mr. Lin in a timely manner.

"You've worked hard, please take a seat." Mr. Lin pointed to the position at the table and said, "Let's sit down and discuss the next course of action." ”