My own war game

Chapter 170: Warhorse Signalman and Letter

The Horse Guards did not come.

After the news was confirmed, everyone showed worried expressions on their faces.

In this situation, there is a high probability that something has gone wrong, such as an ambush, an air raid, or an encounter with a large German force. The possibilities are simply too many.

After all, he was a commander. After knowing that the reinforcements had less than ten people, Lieutenant Colonel Vlalyushenko adjusted his mood in time and comforted the somewhat bewildered recruits, "Maybe they were just delayed by something on the way."

Although everyone was very worried, there was no better solution at this time. Alexei and the others were taken away to rest, while He Chi stayed behind to learn about the situation in the area with Vlalyushenko.

Strictly speaking, this is just a defense node of the Mozhaysk Line of Defense. This small town defended by a partly-strength regiment of 1500 people is a strategic point. After the German army occupied this place, Moscow had no defenses within 110 kilometers.

"Comrade Special Envoy, the order we received is to hold this place for 72 hours. According to the earliest intelligence, the attacker here is a German regiment of about 3000 people." Commander Vlalyushchenko introduced in front of the map.

Political Commissar Donatolovsky continued the commander's words, "At that time, our forces were only slightly stretched, but the day before yesterday we received news that the force responsible for the attack was not a regiment, but a division. The difference in forces was too great, so we requested reinforcements from our superiors, but now..."

The political commissar did not continue his words, but He Chi knew what he meant. Even if all the more than 300 people in the cavalry battalion came, it would be a drop in the bucket facing the attack of a German division, not to mention that there were only less than ten of them who actually arrived.

"Comrade special envoy, please go down and have a rest first. We will do our best to complete the task." The lieutenant colonel said in a decisive tone.

He Chi was stunned, only then he realized that the other party was expressing his determination to him. He thought that it was the pass issued by Beria that made the other party mistakenly believe that he was a military supervisor or something like that.

It is well known that the Cheka had a bad reputation within the military.
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There was a small incident in the middle of the night.

Hiss! Hiss! Waves of neighing came from the stable, waking up He Chi who had just fallen asleep.

He Chi put on his clothes and picked up the kerosene lamp, then walked into the stable, where Alexei and a short Soviet soldier were already.

In the stable, a short Mongolian horse kept kicking its hooves, trying to drive the white horse Victory, who had just been pulled in, out of its stable. Victory also kept fighting back by shaking his head and bumping his body.

Unexpectedly, Shengli, who was obviously taller than his opponent, suffered a disadvantage and was hit several times, leaving several dirty hoof prints on his body.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! He always had a stall of his own before and had never shared a stall with other horses. Maybe he's not used to it today." The young soldier pulled the reins of the Mongolian horse and apologized to the two people who came in.

"Let's pull them apart first and talk later." He Chi said.

Alexei and the young soldier each pulled their horses apart. Alexei kept snorting in victory, looking a bit like he was cursing, while the Mongolian horse slowly calmed down after being comforted by the young soldier.

"Okay, okay, no more quarreling, no more quarreling." The young soldier took out a handful of beans from his dark green satchel and handed them to the pony. He accidentally shook the contents of the bag out, and a pile of white things fell to the ground.

He Chi bent down to pick up one and found that they were all letters.

"Are you a communications soldier?" He Chi handed the thing in his hand back to the other party.

"Yes! Comrade Special Envoy, Ivan Petrovich, a signalman of the 3rd Regiment of the th Infantry Division, awaits your instructions!" The signalman stood at attention and saluted, trying to look serious, but the letters he had just collected were scattered all over the floor, which made him look a little funny. "Don't be like that, I don't have any instructions, just chat for a while." He Chi looked up and down. The short signalman was very young, probably the same age as Alexei. Unlike the burly figures of other Slavs, the signalman looked thin and gentle.

He Chi noticed that most of the words on the letters were in the same font and asked, "Did you write all these letters?"

"Yes, some comrades have difficulty writing letters, so let me help." The young soldier said shyly.

After the founding of the Soviet Union, a large-scale literacy campaign was carried out, and the literacy rate of citizens has risen significantly. However, most of the grassroots soldiers here only know a hundred or so words, and are not yet able to write letters. Therefore, many people would ask people with more literacy to write for them during battle.

It was a tradition in many Soviet troops to let the youngest soldiers serve as communicators, because when the troops were in danger of being annihilated, only one person had a good reason to leave - that was the communications soldier who took away the last information of the troops.

This person usually takes everyone's suicide note.
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At dawn the Germans arrived.

Small black dots appeared in the distant sky. They were the German armored vehicles and tanks, followed by dense crowds of infantry.

"A tank battalion and about two infantry battalions. The Germans have brought up all the troops they can deploy at once." Lieutenant Colonel Vlalyushenko put down the binoculars in his hand.

"I hope luck is on our side today." Political Commissar Donatolovs said silently.
Woohoo~~~
Boom!!! Boom, boom, boom!!! Boom!!! Boom!!!
Continuous artillery bombardment sounded outside the town, and shells kept falling on the Soviet army's outer defense line, plowing almost all of the Soviet army's first-line positions.

The outskirts of the town were surrounded by a dry river. The Soviet army's first line of defense was a dirt slope built along the river. As the defending side, the Soviet army had a higher terrain. At the same time, the defenders built simple fortifications and occupied the geographical advantage.

At this time, the Soviet soldiers hid their heads tightly in the trenches. Sand and soil stirred up by the shells kept falling down and buried the soldiers.

After the shelling ended, 10 German Type 5 tanks and Type tanks formed a square and rushed towards the Soviet position.

Under normal circumstances, the Soviet army should have opened fire to intercept at this time, but there was no movement on the position at this moment.

At 2000 meters, the Type tank began to accelerate.

At 1500 meters, the German tank formation began to turn its guns to aim at the Soviet positions.

At 700 meters, the first German tank began to climb over the slope.

At this moment, three ZiS-3 anti-tank guns hidden in the dark simultaneously tore off their camouflage and aimed their muzzles at the leading two German tanks.

boom! ! !
When the smoke cleared, an anti-tank team that had been waiting in wait directly penetrated the side armor of the Type 4 tanks and destroyed them just as they climbed the steep slope.

The destroyed lead tank blocked the advance route of the friendly forces behind it, and the remaining tanks had to start detouring.

At this time, the Soviet army set up a number of thick "super rifles" on their positions.

(End of this chapter)