Blyukhel moved lightly along the crumbling wall, and in front of him two soldiers with rifles watched cautiously across the street, and any disturbance would have aroused their high vigilance.

"Comrade Blyukhel is here!"

When Blyukhel limped into a half-collapsed house, the Red Army soldiers inside whispered to each other in an excited and admiring tone.

For the soldiers of the 1st Machine Gun Regiment, the first impression of Blyukhel was not very good, although the previous regimental commander had defected, he was handsome and dashing, and he was okay with the soldiers. And this person looks like a disabled person, who walks and sways all the time, and can fight like this?

At that time, the soldiers of the 1st Machine Gun Regiment were very critical of the Central Committee and Frunze, and let a cripple lead them, did they really regard our 1st Machine Gun Regiment as a cripple regiment? It's too contemptuous of people!

However, later, as they slowly got in touch with Blyukhel, they found that the new head was still very powerful. Militarily, although he has a disability in his left hand and foot, and was even forced to retire because of a first-class disability, his marksmanship is still top-notch, and when he is off-road with weights, many healthy soldiers are not his opponents.

This is only in the military, the most popular reason for the soldiers is that this regiment commander is meticulous in politics and life to understand them and care about them, compared with the previous regiment commander, this man does not have the slightest meaning of high-level education, he is completely close to the masses and mingles with the soldiers.

Blyukhel could eat, live and train with the soldiers, and even laugh and laugh together, without the slightest sense of condescension. Approachable, like the older brother of the soldiers. For the elder brother-like leader. How could the soldiers not love it? How can it not be championed?

"Comrade Blyukhel. How did you come, it's too dangerous here! ”

The platoon commander who rushed to hear the news immediately persuaded Blyukhel to leave, and less than 30 meters in front of the position he held was the defense line of the White Army. As the commander of a regiment, as the spiritual leader of the 1st Machine Gun Regiment, you can do without anyone, but you can't do without the regiment commander.

"Don't be so nervous." Blyukhel smiled and patted the platoon commander on the shoulder. "As the head of the regiment, I am obliged to find out what is going on in the battles on the front line, what is the mood of the comrades? What's the difficulty? ”

If these words were asked by another superior, the platoon commander would probably give a formulaic answer, calling it difficult to say more. But in the face of Blyukhel, he didn't want to bother the head of the regiment with these troubles.

"The comrades are full of energy, and they are all working hard to kill a few more white bandits, we have no difficulties here, only an optimistic and positive revolutionary spirit!"

Blyukhel smiled and sat down casually. By the way, he hugged a little soldier, "I know that the comrades of the Dao Dao have determination and fighting spirit. But that doesn't mean there aren't difficulties. Tell me, young man, what do you need most? ”

The little soldier was a little nervous, and said hesitantly: "Everything else is fine, but I am hungry and have not fired for a day......"

Under the stern gaze of the platoon commander, the little soldier swallowed back what he was going to say. The 1st Machine Gun Regiment traveled lightly and threw away everything it could, except for weapons and ammunition, and even food for only three days. After a day's and night's journey, and three days of fighting with the White Army, that little bit of food had long been exhausted. Since the morning, the troops have been fighting the white army hungry, and now it is the middle of the night, and seeing that the next day is coming, some of the soldiers are so hungry that they are starting to shiver.

Blyukhel didn't feel good in his heart, although Ci was not in charge of the army, but people's hearts were flesh and blood, seeing that these lovely soldiers were going to fight with the white army on the one hand, and fighting against their stomachs on the other hand, he was not qualified as a regimental commander!

"Comrade Blyukhel, I can't blame you for this," the platoon commander saw that Blyukhel was in a bad mood, and quickly grabbed the conversation: "I can only blame these White Army pups, it's all their fault." And this difficulty can be overcome by our comrades! ”

Blyukhel ignored him, but said to the guards beside him: "Tell the comrades in logistics, use your brains to think of more ways, get as much food as possible, and make sure that the comrades have enough to eat...... How can you fight a war hungry? ”

When leaving the position, Blyukhel left his cigarette and said apologetically: "Comrades, I'm sorry. I don't have anything here to fill my stomach but a few cigarettes for you...... Although the situation is very difficult, I always believe that our 1st Machine Gun Regiment will be able to hold Mirerovo...... Having defeated the White Army, I paid out of my pocket and invited everyone to eat and drink! ”

When the sky was slightly white, Blyukhel dragged his tired body back to the command post, and every day, as long as the situation allowed, he must go through all the positions and posts, and be sure to understand the dynamics of the fighters below. As a commander, he felt that if he could not understand the dynamics of the front line, he would not be able to command the troops as he commanded.

"Comrade Blyukhel, Comrade Frunze calls!" Alexei, the somewhat stiff-minded commissar, excitedly said to him, "The Pyotr Paplov regiment has arrived in Rossohi, and it will arrive as soon as tomorrow, and our victory is just around the corner!" ”

For this somewhat nerdy political commissar, Blyukhel doesn't know how to evaluate the Dao, you say that he is not qualified, this person is conscientious and completes the tasks assigned by his superiors. And he is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, several times this thing is ready to personally lead the team to charge, ready to fight to the death with the white army.

This is too old-fashioned and unknowing, too dogmatic, and his understanding of combat is still at an extremely mechanical and primitive level. In his mind, fighting is to move forward bravely and bravely, that is, to fight for every inch of land, even if he temporarily retreats to accumulate strength or exchange space for time, in his opinion, it is absolutely impermissible, and it is the cancer of capitulationism.

It's too hard to work with someone who is both dogmatic and old-fashioned. Sometimes the opinions that this guy insists on make you don't know what to say.

Now, for example, a telegram from Frunze made him extremely excited. Optimistic, he was immediately not satisfied with sticking to his current position. He felt that a counteroffensive should be launched immediately. Be sure to show the fraternal units of the Petropavlov regiment the demeanor of the 1st machine-gun regiment. Be sure to report to your superiors with victory!

In this regard, Blyukhel could only say hehe, and he said earnestly: "Comrade Alexey, I have just learned about the situation of the front-line troops, and it is not optimistic!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, Alexei rushed to say: "Difficulties are always present, and our troops can only arm themselves with the spirit of revolutionary optimism and face difficulties in the face of difficulties." I am hard and difficult to be soft, I am strong and he is weak, we must be-for-tat, without concession to rush forward, this can defeat difficulties, in order to win the victory. In the face of difficulties, he complained and complained...... This is not a real Bolshevik! ”

Blyukhel sighed in his heart and continued to persuade: "What we are facing now is not subjective difficulties, nor is it that the soldiers are afraid of the enemy and are cowardly, but the comrades are full of spirit. Scrappy spirits are high. The main difficulty now is objective, not something that can be overcome...... Our comrades have been hungry for a whole day. Many comrades' hands trembled when they held their guns...... How can you fight a war without a full stomach? How to counterattack? ”

Alexei also showed a solemn expression, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "Is it really completely insurmountable?" ”

Blyukhel smiled bitterly: "Even if our fighters can endure and overcome, even if the comrades of the Petropavlov regiment will reinforce us in the future." The reality is that our forces are so tight that we can deploy our forces for a counteroffensive is simply a fantasy......"

Seeing that Alexei was not convinced, Blyukhel continued: "This is not a joke, we had set out from Bogudar, which was closer, and it took more than twenty hours to reach Mirerovo on a rapid march. The comrades of the Petro Paplov regiment marched longer distances, they came from the direction of Moscow from thousands of miles, and it could not have been faster than ours...... Now to counterattack, in the event of unsuccessful success, what will we take to hold out until the comrades of the Petropavlov regiment arrive? ”

Alexei finally stopped talking, although he is a person who is old-fashioned, but he is not blindly messing around, Blyuhel explained the reason clearly, he can also understand, of course, he still insists that he must fight back: "Then postpone the counterattack, our 1st Machine Gun Regiment must not be embarrassed in front of the fraternal troops, and we must let other fraternal troops, Comrade Frunze and the Central Committee see our fighting spirit!" ”

In this regard, Blyukhel was noncommittal, and he knew that continuing to quarrel with the political commissar on this issue would not lead to anything, but would intensify the conflict. Moreover, there are still more than twenty hours before the arrival of the Petropav's regiment at the earliest, and in such a long time, maybe something will happen, and maybe tomorrow's brutal battle will make this stiff-minded political commissar change his mind.

What Blyukhel did not expect, however, was that Boris and his sailors smashed the idea to pieces. Half an hour later, the old man arrived at Mirerovo with two battalions of sailors and suddenly attacked the back of the White Army.

The attack was so sudden that Krasnov did not react at all, he never thought that the Red Army would appear behind him, and he was terrified to think that the Czech Legion and Luhansk were finished. Otherwise, where did the Red Army come from?

At that moment, Krasnov's troops were in great disarray, and for a time there was a tendency to scatter. Fortunately, this one can also be regarded as a hero, and the one who started was ruthless, and the supervising team directly opened a killing ring, using machine guns and bayonets to stabilize the formation.

Boris did not dare to fight, after all, the old man had only two battalions and less than a thousand people. At most, people can get a bargain, and it is serious to accept it when they see it.

When Boris joined up with Blyukhel with his troops, in this atmosphere of great goodness, Alexei came out again to stir up.

"Great, with the support of our comrades sailors, we can launch a counterattack...... As long as we twist into a rope, we will definitely be able to recover Milerovo and ......"

Before he finished speaking, the straight-tempered Boris couldn't listen to it anymore and ridiculed: "Isn't this talking in a dream? We only had more than 2,000 people in the battle, and the enemy outside had more than 20,000 people. ”

"What is a blind attack?" Alexei's bull's temper came up, and he roared urgently: "Revolution is to defeat the enemy with continuous attacks and attacks, and passive defense is to give the initiative to the enemy, that is, to wait for the enemy to defeat us by attacking again...... Victory can only be won by constant offensives, and the Bolsheviks, without the spirit of active attack, will only get bogged down in the mire of the Mensheviks. will be abandoned by the revolution and the people......"

Boris plucked out his ears. Bounced. With an expression on his face, he asked Blyukhel: "Is this a tongue twister?" This living treasure you came to find? ”

Alexei's face immediately fell, and he jumped up and pointed at the old man's nose and said, "What kind of attitude do you have?" Is it wrong to attack the enemy? Only the most reactionary bourgeoisie and the old aristocracy will give up the offensive and grovel to the counter-revolutionary bandits...... Your mind is dangerous and must be corrected immediately! ”

Who is Boris? The old man is notoriously stubborn, and he originally thought that Alixie's indiscriminate command was very excessive, who would have thought that this goods would start to buckle his hat again, and suddenly he snorted: "Don't say it, I am the bourgeoisie and the old aristocracy." If you have the backbone, don't accept the support of me, the bourgeoisie and the old aristocracy. There is a crooked neck tree when you go out and turn left, untie the belt of your pants and tie a knot, you go and break it yourself! ”

Aliksey's face turned white with anger, and he said to Blyukhel in a trembling voice: "Comrade Blyukhel, you heard it all just now! This counter-revolutionary has confessed to himself, what are we waiting for, he must be arrested immediately! ”

Blyukhel has the heart to kneel for this thing, what, what are you making trouble? People came all the way to reinforce you, and you even bit back and beat others as a counter-revolutionary. You are worthy of death!

Anyway, Blyukhel felt that this thing was really messing around. can only persuade: "Comrade Alexey, don't get too excited. Calm down! If Boris advisers are counter-revolutionaries, how can they send charcoal to reinforce us? ”

Alexei jumped to his feet and shouted: "Maybe this is the conspiracy of the counter-revolutionaries, who just want to break into our interior to divide and disintegrate our people's army and destroy the fruits of our victory!" ”

Blyukhel sighed again in his heart and said: "Comrade Alexey, I think you are still too excited and subjective. I think you have to calm down a little bit......"

"How can you be calm!" Alexei had already begun to dance, "How can one remain indifferent in the face of the perverse actions of the counter-revolutionaries? No real Bolshevik could calm down! I must warn you, Comrade Blyukhel, that your current thoughts are dangerous! You have to stop the precipice! ”

Well, it's all off the precipice. Blyukhel estimated that if he told the truth again, the commissar would probably be branded a counter-revolutionary. However, he must still say what he needs to say, otherwise Aliksei will still be messing around, and the situation that has finally improved will take a sharp turn for the worse.

Blyukhel said very seriously: "Comrade Alexey, I must repeat, you are now too excited, too excited. Adviser Boris and the sailor brothers braved the odds and broke through a bloody road to come to our aid, we should thank them, we should open our hands and hearts to them, give them a warm hug, and then fight side by side to live and die...... At the current moment of crisis of the great enemy, don't grasp some problems that are not problems, and find faults! ”

But Aliksei still did not wake up, and complained unrelentingly: "How can you find faults? Dealing with counter-revolutionaries and counter-revolutionary acts is a matter of principle, and we must persist in principle and fight to the end without the slightest relaxation. I now strongly ask you, Comrade Blyukhel, to correct your attitude! ”

Blyukhel shook his head involuntarily and sighed: "I can't accept or agree to your approach, whether it's a non-existent counter-revolutionary issue or an immediate counterattack, I can only refuse!" ”

Alexei's eyebrows were raised, and he grinned murderously: "Are you trying to betray the revolution and betray the party?" ”

Blyukhel pursed his lips disdainfully and said, "I am only insisting on the basic morality and cultivation of a party member, and I am also insisting on the most basic judgment of a military commander on the battlefield situation. If you have a different opinion, you can complain and accuse me to the relevant department at the higher level, and for now, please do not hinder me from defending Mirerovo with my comrades in the sailors! ”

Alexei's lungs exploded, and he slapped his palm on the table and shouted: "As the political commissar of the 1st Machine Gun Regiment, I declare that you will be immediately relieved of all your posts, ready to be interrogated and sentenced by the people, and from now on, all troops will be under my command...... Guardsman! Guards! Come! ”

This one shouted three times in a row, and it was clear that the guards stood aside and watched the play with wide eyes, but no one paid attention to him. The eyes of the masses are clear, and whoever is justified and who is unreasonable is unreasonable, and they see it really.

Moreover, before, the troops had resentment against this political commissar with a very rigid style, and now seeing that he is unreasonable and wants to do things that are quick for relatives and enemies, everyone is holding back their anger, as long as Blyucher gives an order, everyone will rush up and take him down.

Looking at the red and blue position on his face, Blyukhel's mood was still very calm, as if he had just encountered a trivial matter, he did not order the guards to take down the political commissar, but said calmly: "According to the order and spirit of your superiors, you have no right to dismiss me, let alone arrest me." In the same way, I can't arrest you. I still say the same thing, if you have any objections to me and my decision, you can report it to your superiors...... Now, please don't interfere with me directing the battle! (To be continued......)

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