Chapter 531 Scramble
Mikhailvich glanced at Shulka, and he saw the word "unacceptable" in Shulka's eyes.
If it's just command, Shulka doesn't care at all.
To be precise, if the lieutenant in front of him commanded properly, then Shulka would be happy to hand over the command to him.
But this lieutenant arranged the 82nd Infantry Regiment on the positive **** of Mamayev Gang in a circle... This is almost equivalent to letting the 82nd Infantry Regiment wait for death in front.
"We can't do this, Comrade Lieutenant!" Shulka said: "The enemy has a large number of assault guns, and the hospital, school, and cemetery are all under their occupation, and the sky is about to dawn..."
"This is an order, Captain!" The lieutenant interrupted Shulka impatiently.
"But it's completely meaningless!" Mikhailvich continued: "Staying on the **** will only bring casualties to the troops!"
This is exactly what Shulka was going to say. At dawn, the assault guns, and the synergy of the German army, they would use the Soviet army stationed on the **** as a target.
"That's worth it too!" said the lieutenant, looking at Mikhailvich with a reproachful look: "So, what do you mean? Abandon the positive slope? I don't think I need to remind you of the 227 issued by Moscow. order!"
In order No. 227, there is "no step back", and Mamayev Gang is an important strategic location, so the lieutenant does have a reason to do so.
But the battlefield is not a one-size-fits-all place, and because of its important strategic position, troops must not be sacrificed meaninglessly. Defending it should also pay attention to tactics.
"I think you should obey my orders, lieutenant!" Major Mikhailvich straightened his military uniform, obviously intending to speak with his rank.
"It's useless, Major!" The lieutenant laughed: "If you think you have a higher rank than me... You have to understand that the commander of this battle is Colonel Pavelkov, he is our regiment commander, and he will Somewhere here on Mamayev Kurgan. If that wasn't enough, Major General Fateyevich, Commander of the 13th Guards Rifle Division, should be in charge of the battle!"
Because of its meritorious service, the commander of the Guards Infantry Division has a higher rank, and the regiment leader is already a colonel, while Mikhail Wich is also the regiment commander with only a major rank.
After a pause, the lieutenant glanced at the two of them with contempt, and then said: "I'm lucky that I don't need to obey your orders, otherwise... I should follow your orders and run away!"
"Retreat, lieutenant!" Mikhailevich emphasized.
"No retreat is allowed, Comrade Major!" The lieutenant responded bluntly.
There is obviously no point in arguing like this, and the lieutenant has even more reason to have the command, such as Order No. 227, or the command of the battle is the headquarters of the 39th Guards Infantry Regiment.
Even if the facts are true as the lieutenant said, Colonel Pavelkov, the head of the 39th Guards Infantry Regiment, is on the battlefield, then it is only natural that he will take command of the battle.
"Report to Army Command!" Shulka said to Mikhailvich.
In this situation, only the 62nd Army Command has the right to change it.
But Mikhailvich shook his head helplessly: "Our radio station has been blown to pieces, unless we can put it back together!"
Shulka looks at the Lieutenant's radio...it's still under repair.
The lieutenant smiled mockingly: "Is it so difficult for you to fight a war? This is your motherland, and behind you is your relatives, the land of the Soviet Union, and you will sacrifice your life to save your own life." I'm ashamed of you for throwing all this away, understand..."
"Really?" Mikhailvich couldn't bear it anymore, he grabbed the lieutenant by the collar and dragged him to the front, ignoring the guards around him and raised his gun, angrily shouted: "You know you Why are you standing here now, lieutenant? We occupied the hospital and school to cut off the enemy's retreat, we attacked the enemy from the rear and won the victory, we killed and wounded thousands of people without a moment's rest for days and nights Enemy, and what are you doing? You stand here and teach me a lesson while enjoying the benefits? Fuck you!"
As he spoke, he pushed the lieutenant away and spit on the ground.
"Oh, really?" The lieutenant laughed: "Then stop talking nonsense and hold your ground like a man!"
"What else?"
"Otherwise you know, Major!" The lieutenant replied: "I will arrest you under Order No. 227!"
After thinking for a while, Shulka said: "Sorry, lieutenant... I think you misunderstood, you are commanded by the 13th Division, but we are commanded by the 62nd Army!"
Reminded by Shulka, Mikhailvich immediately understood what Shulka meant.
"That's right!" Major Mikhailvich said, "We are under the command of the 62nd Army and we are performing special tasks. I don't think you have the right to command us, nor do you think you have the right to arrest us under Order No. 227. , if you don’t believe me, you can try it!”
If you can't get the command right, at least you must keep your command right and don't let the 82nd Infantry Regiment be cannon fodder.
As he spoke, Major Mikhailvich ordered to the communications soldier in front of the lieutenant: "Pass on the order and retreat!"
"Yes, Comrade Major!" The correspondent turned and left without saying a word, but was stopped by the guards.
"Lieutenant!" Shulka reminded: "I have to remind you that we are carrying out the mission of the Army Group Command. If our mission is delayed..."
The lieutenant's face turned red and white.
He knew that Mikhailvich and Shulka were right. From the beginning, he actually knew that the 82nd Infantry Regiment was under the command of the Army Group Command. Just now Shulka also wanted to contact the Army Group Command to seize command.
Then, the lieutenant raised his head towards the guards to signal him to let them go.
"Coward!" The lieutenant spat on the ground: "You found a good excuse, but... I will report this matter, you can't escape!"
Mikhailvich wanted to argue, but Shulka stopped him.
There is no point in doing this on the battlefield, especially when the enemy is about to come up.
In desperation, the lieutenant had no choice but to transfer another unit to station on the reverse slope.
Regarding these, Shulka and Mikhailvich couldn't control them anymore. They retreated all the way with their troops, and did not garrison on the spot until the foot of the anti-slope of Mamayev Hill.
This should be said to be the safest place on the battlefield, because the enemy's direct weapons cannot be hit, and the shells are difficult to hit. At the same time, it will not become the attacking part of the enemy's air power.
"Comrade Shulka!" At this moment, a figure emerged from the darkness and ran to Shulka.
Shure turned his head and saw that it was none other than Vasily.
(end of this chapter)
