USSR 1941

  Chapter 742 Measures

  At five o'clock sharp, the troops entered the predetermined positions in batches.

   Light rain began to fall in the sky again. The Soviet Union has a temperate continental climate, and the rainfall is concentrated in July and September. In addition, the ice and snow melted before, so the Soviet Union will be particularly humid in these months, and the river will rise.

   Like the trenches Shulka and the 82nd Infantry entered, the water was up to their calves, making each man carefully guard his ordnance to keep them from getting wet.

  Captain Harichev looked at Shulka who was not far away, then walked up to Shulka, and asked in a low voice, "Is this attack what you mean?"

   "Is there any difference?" Shulka asked.

   "Of course there is a difference!" Harichev replied: "The difference between life and death!"

  In this battle, Harichev's naval infantry battalion was used as ordinary infantry.

  In fact, not only the naval infantry battalion, but also the cadet battalion are also used as ordinary infantry.

  So, Harichev doesn’t need to ask this question at all, he just wants to get a little comfort or a little luck.

   Shulka did not answer, and then Harichev knew the answer.

"It's okay, Comrade Shulka!" Harichev saw Shulka's expression on the face of murder, and comforted Shulka in turn: "This is a battlefield, isn't it? It will come to this point one day, let alone this is not your fault!"

   Shulka smiled helplessly.

   This is indeed not my fault, but it can also be said to be my fault.

  Because Shurka failed to change all this, and failed to think of a solution in time... Although this is not Shurka's obligation, it is a **** reality that he and his subordinates will be killed.

   At this time, Harichev complained from beside him. It turned out that he accidentally slipped and fell when he turned to leave, and his whole body was soaked in the water.

   "Damn!" Harichev said: "How I wish I could fight in the sea instead of in this stinky ditch!"

   "Be content, Comrade Captain!" Vavilovich continued: "If the stagnant water here has flooded to this position, the Germans should have passed their thighs!"

   "So, are we luckier than them?" Harichev replied: "Fuck you, Vavilovich! We're going to charge their guns and muzzles in this **** weather!"

   "What? What did you say?" Shulka asked.

   "I said we are going to charge at the enemy's guns!" Captain Harichev replied.

   "No, I'm asking about Vavilovich!" Shulka said, "You said that the Germans' stagnant water has passed their thighs?"

   "Yes!" Vavilovic replied, not understanding why Shulka would care about this.

   "How do you know?" Shulka asked again.

"I served in Surovikino!" Vavinovich replied: "I was a sergeant at that time, two years ago, before the war broke out! We all know that Surovikino is lower, so At this time of year we would rather be training close by than in the defensive line!"

   "You mean those permanent fortifications will also accumulate water?" Shulka asked again.

   "Of course!" Vavilovich nodded: "So most of the beds in the fortification are double-decker, and the lower beds must be prepared to be flooded!"

   "Will the water level be higher?" Shulka asked.

Vavinovich seemed to understand the meaning of Shulka's question. He shook his head and replied with some regret: "No, Comrade Shulka, the water level is usually at the waist! This is where those fortifications still exist today." reason!"

   Shulka nodded.

  If the stagnant water will submerge those fortifications once a year, then there is no point in building these fortifications. The enemy only needs to wait for the rain to submerge these fortifications, and then the defense line will be broken by itself.

The problem is that…

  Shuerka suddenly thought of something, and then ran back along the traffic trench.

  Perhaps because he was too impatient to adapt to running in stagnant water, Shulka also fell down after running a few steps, which made the soldiers burst into laughter.

  But Shulka couldn't care about these anymore, he got up from the muddy water and continued running bumpily.

   Along the way, Shulka asked several soldiers before he found Trufanov's frontline headquarters.

   Political Commissar Zolotarev is discussing something with Trufanov.

   "Comrade Commissar!" Shulka stepped forward and said out of breath, "Can we delay the attack?"

Zolotarev was taken aback for a moment, and then asked seriously with a straight face: "What's going on, Comrade Shulka?! You must know that you are the 'breakout hero' and the commander of the main force of our attack! You How can you be timid at this time..."

   "No, Comrade Zolotarev!" Shulka said: "I have thought of a way, I have thought of a way to quickly break through the enemy's line of defense..."

   "In what way?" asked Zolotarev.

   "I hope to delay the attack!" Shulka said: "Comrade Comrade, please believe me!"

"If we don't delay the attack, it will be too late!" Trufanov looked at his watch and said to Zolotarev: "The artillery preparations will start in ten minutes, and we won't have enough time to notify the troops at all! "

  In fact, it is not entirely that there is not enough time, but that once the artillery preparations start, the earth-shattering sound of the artillery will affect the issuing of orders.

  At the same time, the enemy will also suppress the Soviet army with artillery fire. It is inevitable that the telephone line will be blown up or the communication soldiers will not be able to hear the sound.

   Therefore, once the artillery preparations started, even if Shulka had the conditions to persuade Zolotarev, the headquarters would not be able to accurately convey the order to delay the attack to the troops.

  So, there will inevitably be many troops jumping out of the trenches and rushing towards the enemy...that is, losses cannot be avoided.

Zolotarev looked at his watch, glanced at Trufanov and Shulka, and said coldly: "I think, before this, you used this method to delay the troops from launching an attack! I wouldn't believe it." Yours! The attack must go on! I will discuss your problems with you after the war, but now... I order you to return to your posts!"

   Shulka was stunned for a moment.

  He didn't expect Zolotarev to be so tough.

However, this does not seem to be surprising. First, the 51st Army is suspected of delaying due to fear of war, and secondly, Zolotarev does not have a deep understanding of Shulka and Trufanov... which means that he cannot rely on trust. Two people canceled such a large-scale attack plan.

   In the next second, Shulka hardly thought about it, and pulled out his pistol in a jiffy to hold Zolotarev's head.

  In an instant, the space became silent as if it had been drained dry.

  Trufanov was stunned for a while before he could react, and then shouted loudly at the signal soldier: "Order the artillery, the mission is cancelled!"

  (end of this chapter)