"O death, where is thy power in victory? Death, where is your poisonous sting?

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"Amen!"

When the car stopped, the brigade political commissar Ilya . Oktyablisky suddenly heard a disgusting, reactionary slogan - Amen!

This is not allowed! In the Soviet Union, believing in God, Allah, Amitabha, Taishang Laojun, Amaterasu or any other god or ghost was a crime, and according to the Criminal Code of 1926, it was possible to be in 5-10 years of labor reform!

Okjabriski got out of the car and immediately looked vigilantly towards the place where the people shouted "Amen", and saw a group of civilians in mourning clothes gathered in a wasteland with many brand-new crosses, surrounding a newly dug rectangular pit. A man dressed as a Catholic priest is holding a Bible and chanting words.

This is...... An anti-g-life group is partying!

Anti-G-life group! Oktyablisky thought to himself, this is not 10 years of labor reform, but 25 years of labor reform! These Poles are about to be out of luck...... But why didn't anyone come to arrest them? This place must have been liberated, right?

Thinking of this, Oktyabliski hurriedly looked up and around - this was the Warsaw front, and there was a possibility that the car would go the wrong way and run to a town controlled by the Germans. In that case, you must immediately break out or commit suicide......

The first thing that caught his eye was a charred black ruin, like the marks left by a cannon bombardment, then another ruin, and then another ruin. It seems to be a town completely destroyed by artillery, as if there is not even a place to hang a flag.

Just when Okjabrisky was a little anxious to find it, a bright red sickle and hammer flag finally appeared in front of his eyes. It was a Polish town that had just been liberated...... But why would anyone openly hold an anti-g-order rally outside this people's city?

"Is it Comrade Oktyabrysky?" A voice came from afar.

Oktyabrisky hurriedly looked up and saw that a Red Army lieutenant general who was a little older and looked very rough was about to enter the city under the protection of several guards and staff officers.

"I'm Ilya. Oktyabrisky brigade commissar, "Oktyabrysky hurriedly stepped forward to give the lieutenant general a military salute," and was ordered to report to Comrade Gulov, the political commissar of the 3rd Army. You must be Comrade Zhimachenko, commander of the 3rd Army, right? ”

"I'm Zhimachenko," said Zhimachenko, the commander of the 3rd Army, with a smile, "Comrade Gulov went to the 11th Mechanized Army to inspect the work...... I heard him say that the hero of the Warsaw Forest, Oktyabrysky, was going to be the head of the political department of our army group. ”

Oktyabrisky is now a great hero - a Hero of the Soviet Union! His "Order of Lenin" and "Golden Star Medal" have not yet been obtained, but the hero is deserved. Because Comrade Stalin issued the supreme directive, awarding the commander of the 205th division, political commissar of the capture of the Warsaw Forest, the title of Hero of the Soviet Union.

At the same time as becoming a hero, Oktyabrysky was also promoted from regimental political commissar to brigade political commissar, and no longer as the divisional political commissar of the 205th Division, but as the director of the political department of the 3rd Army.

So immediately after receiving the order, he left Minsk, Poland, where the 205th Division was resting, and came to Vovomin, where the headquarters of the 3rd Army was located.

"Amen!"

Just when Oktyabrisky and Zhimachenko were chatting so vigorously that they almost forgot about the "anti-g-life rally", someone shouted "Amen" again.

"This is ......," Oktyablisky looked at the "reactionaries" who had gathered.

"It's a funeral."

"I know," Oktyablisky was not a pure Soviet, he was born in 1902 and had seen Christian funerals. "But isn't this liberation?"

"yes, but there are no indicators." Zhimachenko shrugged helplessly, and then pulled Oktyabrisky into the town.

The town was also littered with ruins and piles of rubble, and Oktyabliski saw some Poles digging into the piles of stones, which they presumably used to live in......

"As you should know here, the battle of Legiono-Vovomin was fought in the area of here." As he walked, Zhimachenko explained to Oktyabrysky, "The Germans have covered this place with rocket artillery more than a dozen times, tens of thousands of rockets!" At the same time there was shelling, several thousand rounds of shells! A lot of people died in the town, a lot of people ...... The population has been greatly reduced, and the indicators of the reactionary elements are naturally few, and a lot of them have been arrested before, and they have all been sent for reform, so there are no indicators. This is a special situation, and the local Polish comrades are asking for instructions to see if they can appropriately increase the reactionary indicators. ”

The reactionaries also have indicators, and they can't arrest all the people, otherwise who will be liberated? And the situation in Vovomin is special here, everything that should have been caught before Legionovo-Vovomin was caught, and as a result, the German army and the Red Army started fighting in Vovomin, and the fire was fierce, killing many innocent people, and reducing the population base of Vovomin at once. And the reactionaries survived because they were captured in advance. As a result, the proportion of reactionary elements in the population of Vovomin town has greatly exceeded the standard, and it can no longer be arrested......

……

"Private Herbert. Ernst. Cal. Flam, you are now awarded the Iron Cross of the 1st Class for your contribution to the defence of Warsaw, the German Empire and its Emperor! ”

A black Iron Cross with silver trim and a swastika in the center was worn on the left chest of the anti-war activist Brandt...... This is an Iron Cross of the 1st degree! It can be obtained by a soldier who has had three to five heroic combat operations on the battlefield. And "Killer Brandt" is fully qualified to have this medal.

"Long live, my homeland! Long live, my Emperor! ”

Although Brandt was very reluctant in his heart, he still raised his right arm high and shouted the slogan.

Colonel Colfes, the commander of the 111th Division, who was awarded the medal for him, also returned the salute as usual, not paying much attention to the little soldier in front of him at all. For his heart was full of thoughts - his division would soon be out of rest and would go into battle again, this time to defend an area southwest of Warsaw, next to the Vistula River. Now it was a regiment of the 62nd Division that was responsible for defending there, but the offensive of the Soviet Red Army was unexpectedly fierce, and it was simply impossible to sustain it with the strength of a single regiment. Therefore, Moder could only adjust the deployment and let the 111th Division, which was originally planned to rest for a while, go up in advance.

Click......

The sound of the track crashing against the ground rang out and reached Yakov. Captain Zhugashvili still had some buzzing in his ears - the sound of B-4 howitzers firing at close range was really enough! The second generation of the Soviet Union's No. 1 officer is now lying in a muddy anti-artillery bunker converted from a bomb crater, sticking his neck to watch the four B-4 howitzers, four KV-2 tanks and a battalion of infantry rolling forward a few hundred meters away.

And 1,500 meters away from the crater where he was a four-story building that had almost collapsed in half, and a swastika flag stained with gunpowder smoke was still flying high on the roof. At the many windows of the building, a series of muzzle flames flickered from time to time, presumably by soldiers of the Nazi army.

"Comrade Artillery Director, it's dangerous here, you better move back!"

An artillery commander surnamed Sharapov lay beside Yakov, sweating profusely to persuade the god to leave the front line, where his life could be killed at any time.

"Comrade Sharapov, what you need to think about now is not where I should be, but how to take down the building occupied by the Germans."

Yakov's answer made Comrade Sharapov cry out in his heart - your old man is the successor of the revolution, if there are three longs and two shorts, I will be the number one sinner of the world revolution!

"Tanks! Tanks of the Germans ......"

The sudden shouting startled both Yakov and Sharapov, and they both raised their binoculars to see a German No. 4 tank slowly coming out of the crumbling building, pointing its gun at the advancing B-4 howitzer.

"Ogy, 11 o'clock! See those cannons? Don't aim, shoot the grenade! ”

Appearing in Yakov's eyepiece was Captain Schwarzenegger's Type 4H tank, as the situation around Legionovo was once again tense, and all nine heavily armored battalions were transferred from Warsaw to support. So the task of supporting the infantry in street battles in the city fell on the shoulders of the 5th SS Tank Battalion.

"Boom!" Captain Schwarzenegger felt a loud shake in his tank, and he quickly grabbed the handrail to prevent himself from being shaken, while craneing his neck to watch the effects of the shelling.

With less than 1,000 meters from the target, it was impossible for the experienced gunner Auger to miss, and a cloud of smoke exploded in the middle of four B-4 howitzers that were dragged forward and pushed forward by a tank tractor. However, the 4 cannons seemed to be safe and sound, and they were still slowly advancing.

"Damn it!" Schwarzenegger cursed, it seems that the 75mm high-explosive shell is still not powerful enough, and it must be hit directly to destroy the huge and strong B-4 howitzer.

He hurriedly changed the order, "Aim and fight!" Target B-4 howitzer! Or high-explosive shells! ”

"Dada...... Rumble! "This time it was the coaxial machine gun that fired first, and then the shelling, and one B-4 howitzer fell in response, but the other three B-4 howitzers were still slowly advancing. (To be continued.) )