Chapter 2791

After coming out of the museum, Porosukhin told the driver: "Let's go to the highlands and distribute the flags we just took out to the combat troops."

Hearing what Boluo Suxin said, the driver drove towards the nearest army defense area without waiting for his instructions.

Soon, the jeep arrived at a defensive position where fortifications were being built.

After Porosukhin got off the jeep, he pulled a soldier passing by and asked: "Comrade soldier, where is your commander?"

The soldier looked around, then pointed in one direction and replied: "Over there, comrade colonel."

After thanking the soldiers, Porosukhin turned to the entourage behind him and said, "Let's go, let's go find their commander."

After saying that, Polo Suxin jumped into a half-man-deep trench and strode forward. Sokov and Porosukhin's guards, as well as several soldiers holding flags, followed closely behind him.

After passing through an unfinished shelter, the whereabouts of Boluo Suxin and his party were seen by the troop commander. A short and fat commander ran over quickly, raised his hand to salute Porosukhin, and then reported in accordance with the instructions: "Comrade Colonel, I am the political commissar of the battalion. We are a mixed battalion of the Moscow Military and Political School named after Lenin. There are a total of 600 people in the camp, all of whom are party members.”

Sokov knew very well that political commissars were generally regiment-level commanders and would only appear in battalion-level organizations under special circumstances. There is actually a political commissar in this mixed camp, which shows that this unit is not simple.

"Hello, comrade political commissar." Porosukhin took a flag from the soldiers behind him and handed it to the battalion political commissar: "I hand over this flag of the Glenakil Regiment (Grenadier Regiment) to you. Protect it like our battle flag.”

The battalion political commissar took the battle flag, looked at Porosukhin and asked: "Comrade Colonel, I wonder when our battalion can participate in the battle?"

"Comrade Political Commissar, your battalion is the second echelon, which is the reserve team of our division." Poluo Suxin said to the political commissar of the battalion: "When the battlefield situation reaches the most critical moment, I will put your battalion into the battlefield. Do you understand?"

"Understood, comrade Colonel."

Then we went to the place where the flag was awarded, which was the defense area of ​​the 230th Preparatory Teaching Regiment composed entirely of Muscovites.

The leader of the regiment was a major. After Porosukhin waited for the report to be completed, he said loudly to the commanders and fighters who were still building fortifications: "Hello, Muscovites!"

Hearing Borosukhin's voice, the soldiers who were digging trenches stopped what they were doing, stood up straight, and shouted to Borosukhin in unison: "Hello!"

Porosukhin once again took a flag and handed it to the regiment leader: "Comrade Major, this is a flag used by the Moscow militia in 1812. I now officially hand it over to your regiment. I hope you can protect your own eyes. Protect this glorious flag well.”

The regiment leader took the flag, looked at it carefully, looked up at Porosukhin and said sincerely: "Thank you, Comrade Colonel, this flag is a very precious souvenir for us Muscovites." With that, he handed the flag He handed it to a soldier beside him and continued, "Let me introduce you to our soldiers."

Polosukhin followed the regiment leader and walked along the edge of the trench being dug, and asked casually: "Comrade Major, where do your soldiers come from?"

"Mainly from the 'Sickle and Hammer' factory." The regiment leader pointed to a middle-aged man wearing glasses in the trench and said: "This is Engineer Grigoriev."

The engineer whose name was called by the regiment leader quickly took off his glasses with mud on the lenses and said respectfully: "Hello, comrade colonel!"

"Hello!" Poluo Suxin nodded to the other party and continued walking forward.

When Sokov saw the engineers in the trenches, he couldn't help but frown slightly. It was simply a waste to use the precious technicians in the factory as ordinary soldiers. But he is only a liaison officer sent by the headquarters, not the military chief of the army. Although he has different opinions in his heart, he cannot express his opinions casually, lest it affect the morale of the army.

The regimental leader pointed to a very honest-looking man in the trench, and then introduced: "This is the electrician Hental."

"Hello, Comrade Colonel." Huntal quickly stood at attention and greeted Porosukhin respectfully.

After introducing a few more soldiers, Sokov saw a pair of people who looked like a father and son. According to his memory, these two people should be Pavlov and his son.

Sure enough, the regiment leader said to Porosukhin: "Comrade Colonel, these are Pavlov and his son."

Hearing that they were a father and son, Porosukhin stopped, squatted by the trench, and chatted with the old man: "Old man, are you from Moscow?"

"Exactly, Comrade Colonel." The old man shrugged his shoulders and said: "My family has been living in Moscow since my great-grandfather, and it has been five generations since my son. It can be said that we are full-fledged Muscovites."

"How are you, are you ready to fight?"

"Of course." Old Pavlov replied: "We just hope that the Germans will come over soon so that we can teach them a lesson. But..."

"But what?" Polo Suxin asked.

"A commander just came over and told me that I was too old to stay on the battlefield." Old Pavlov said with dissatisfaction: "I was even mobilized to leave the battlefield and go back to the factory to continue working."

Polo Suxin did not answer the old man's question. Instead, he looked at the Liapaplov next to him and asked, "Old man, who is this?"

"He is my son Pavlov." When he talked about his son, the old man seemed very excited: "All came here, who knows that he was promoted to the superior soldiers this morning, and the son was better than me as Lao Tzu. The level is still high, and it is almost unreasonable.

After listening to Lorosen, he laughed. He raised his hand on Lao Pavlov's shoulder and patted, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, the old man. When the Germans are driven away, you will be promoted to the Chinese prince. I will ask this person in person. "

Knowing that he had the opportunity to be promoted to Chinese scholars, Lao Pavlov's face was full of joy. He proudly showed off his son: "Hear it, Comrade of Colonel said, after the battle is over, he will himself, and he will himself. Promote me as a Chinese "".

Seeing the happiness of the father and son, there was a hint of bitter in the heart of Sokov. He clearly remembered that on the first day when the Brojano battle started, the elderly sacrificed, and there was no chance to be promoted to the Chinese officials, waves. Luo Suxin's commitment to him is just a short check.

After leaving the defense zone of the 230th regiment, an accompanying staff said to Poro Su Xin: "Comrade of the teacher, not far ahead, is the 20th brigade of the tank in the highland this morning, do we past it?"

"Go, look at it."

When they came to the area where the tank brigade stationed, the whereabouts of the Polo Suxin and his party, someone immediately informed the brigade chief of the traveler Olian Koko.

Olianco wearing a yellow -yellow short leather coat came to Polo Suxin and worshiped a gift at will, and said politely, "Hello, Colonel Polo Suxin, I am Colonel Ollanko, the chief of the tank brigade. The brigade was ordered to help your division to defend Bolletano.

"These are all the military flags I have taken from the museum," Polo Suxin picked out a military flag from it and handed it to Ol Liake: "This is the Caldor cavalry flag in 1812, which is very suitable for your tank brigade. Now Formally award this flag to you. I hope your tanks will be stunned like steeds and hit the enemy fiercely. "

Olianko took the military flag and gave it to a commander around him. He sighed gently: "Colonel Porosun, the number of tanks in our trip is not as many as you think, only less than 50 vehicles Tanks, and most of them are old -fashioned models, but there are still no problems to deal with the German tanks. "

Sonkov secretly whispered in his heart that Olianko's tank brigade was similar to Catokov's tank brigade, but the latter could kill 133 tanks in the eight days, and hit two enemy aircraft. , I lost only six tanks. I do not know what kind of results can I get when the Tank's 20th Brigade was put into the battlefield.

After distributing the flag taken out of the museum, Sonkov followed Polo Suxin back to the headquarters, ready to see how Porosun commanded the troops here.

Time passed one minute by minute. The teacher's headquarters was extremely busy, and there were constant news, which came from different places. Polo Suxin followed these latest information to give different orders to each troops in a timely manner.

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At this time, a phone call came. After the chief of staff answered the phone, he said to Polo Suxin: "Comrade of the teacher, I just received a report that a huge army appeared a few kilometers away from the defense zone of our teacher."

As soon as Polo Suxin heard it, he frowned immediately: "Is it a German?"

The chief of staff shook his head: "No, it is our own troops. They are marching northward a few kilometers away from us, and they seem to be ordered to rush to a gathering place."

"Major Sonkov," After the report of Polo Suixin, the chief of staff reported to Sokov and asked, "Do you know what troops this is?"

Sokov is very clear in his heart that the reason why Polo Suxin asked himself because he thought he was a member of the Command. For this sudden army, he should know some situations. He was afraid of the other party's misunderstanding, and quickly explained: "Sorry, Comrade of Colonel, I don't know what's going on. But since our army wants to fight with the Germans here, there are some troops mobilizing in the nearby area. Inevitable. "

Polo Suxin said to Sonkov's statement: "Major Sonkov, it seems that you are right. This troops that are moving north should be just adjusted by superiors." After a moment of pause, he Continue: "I now send you to contact with this unit to see if they can change their directions. Come here to meet with me? You know, we have more than 16,000 people with some friends. And the number of Germans is at least twice as more than us. If you want to block the enemy, you need more troops. "

Sokov did not know what was going on by this unit mentioned by the chief of staff, but since Poro Suxin asked himself, he would definitely go to see what was going on. He nodded and said, "Okay, Comrade of Colonel, I will take someone to check immediately."

According to the position provided by Poroshun, Sonkov took a dozen soldiers to take a jeep and a truck, and rushed to the past at the fastest speed.

Ten minutes later, Sokov arrived at the place.

Here, he saw a large number of troops, officers and soldiers wearing khaki short leather coats, marching north along the road in the forest.

Sokov ordered the driver to stop the car, then opened the door and jumped out of the car, grabbed an officer, and asked politely: "Comrade Captain, which unit are you from?"

The officer glanced at Sokov and did not immediately tell the unit number, but asked: "Which unit are you from?"

"I am a staff member of the 5th Army Command." Sokov made up an identity for himself and continued to ask: "Can you tell me now, which unit are you from?"

"We are from the 316th Infantry Division."

"What, you are from the 316th Infantry Division?" To others, the officer said just a number, but to Sokov, the name of this unit is well-known. In just one month, this unit will be awarded the honorary title of "8th Guards Infantry Division" by the Supreme Command, and will also be known as one of the most powerful units in the Soviet Army. He asked cautiously: "Is it General Panfilov's 316th Infantry Division?"

"Yes, our division commander is General Panfilov." The officer asked Sokov curiously: "Comrade Major, do you know our division commander?"

At this moment, Sokov suddenly had a bold idea in his mind. Can he find and persuade Panfilov to let his troops stay in the defense zone of the 5th Army to strengthen the defense here?

"I've heard of your division commander." Sokov asked the officer with some lack of confidence: "Comrade Captain, do you know where your division commander is?"

"He and the political commissar are in the back." Although Sokov revealed his identity and said Panfilov's name, the officer still maintained the necessary vigilance when he heard the other party directly ask where the division commander was: "Do you have anything to do with them?"

Sokof raised his eyebrows: "It turns out that General Panfilov and Political Commissar Yegorov are together. I have heard of them for a long time. I wonder if you can take me to see them?"

Seeing that Sokov easily said the names of Panfilov and Yegorov, the officer hesitated a little. After all, people who can easily call out the names of the division commander and the political commissar should not be ordinary people. He was in a dilemma for a while, wondering whether he should tell the major in front of him where Panfilov was.

Just when he was in a dilemma, he suddenly heard someone calling his name, and then a young political worker came to his side: "Captain, who is this major?"

"Comrade first-level commander," the officer hurriedly said to the man, "This major comrade asked me where the division commander and political commissar are."