Chapter 200: Self-blame
"Kill!" Shulka shouted, and the fighters rushed out along the hole that the tank had smashed.
Where would the German anti-aircraft gunners think that the enemy suddenly "broke out" from the flank building as if it had fallen from the sky, and as soon as it came out, it was a T34 tank.
Defenseless, they were stunned for a moment, then got up from the ground with their hands and feet, turned around and ran.
But it was already too late.
The tank machine guns "rattled", and the bullets kicked up long lines of sand on the road, and then knocked the fleeing German soldiers to the ground.
Some of the German soldiers were in the middle of the tank's machine guns, but they were not spared, as a group of Soviet soldiers had emerged from behind the wall and shot them from behind.
It took a long time for Kalashnikov to laugh "haha".
"We succeeded, we succeeded!" Kalashnikov said: "It's unbelievable that it's ...... this way We walked through the whole building! ”
Then, as if remembering something, Kalashnikov looked into the microphone and asked, "Hey, what's your name?" ”
There was no answer on the other side of the microphone, and Kalashnikov sensed that something was wrong, so he screamed a few more times, but no one answered.
Shulka knew what was going on.
As he raised his gun to knock down two fleeing German soldiers, he saw the thief huddled in the corner.
Shulka hurried up to inspect and found that the thief had no gunshot wounds, but his face was pale and his entire face was twisted together with pain.
"Medic!" Shulka shouted, but the Soviet medics were always half a beat late.
"It's a wall brick!" The thief said intermittently: "I, I can't move......"
Shulka then learned that the thief had been injured by a falling brick as the tank passed through the wall.
Shulka looked to the side and found a broken wall that was connected together and was bigger than a backpack, if it had struck a thief......
The thief gulped blood, grabbed Shulka's hand in pain, struggled, struggled, shivered as if frightened, and then never moved again.
Only then did the paramedics come up from behind, but he only poked the thief's nose with his hand, shook his head slightly at Shulka with an apologetic look, and then walked over to the other wounded.
The actors and others also surrounded them, and they did not continue to move forward...... The rest of the troops were completed, and after the destruction of this anti-aircraft gun, there was no suspense in the battle, and the other anti-aircraft gun would also lose its flanks and rear and was quickly destroyed.
Shulka silently took out the bakelite tube where the identity card was stored from the pocket of the thief's jacket and opened it...... As if to be expected, there was no identity card containing the thief's information, just a sewing needle and a roll of thread.
"He has no family!" "His parents starved to death, and he was orphaned when he was ten years old, which is one of the reasons why he became a thief," the veteran explained! ”
After a pause, the veteran continued: "Comrade Fovalkov, he often said that he was the most careless person, and even if he died, no one would miss him or grieve for him, and he disappeared from this world!" ”
Shulka stood up, picked up his rifle and walked away, a little afraid to face the thief.
The battle turned out as Shulka thought, and the 4th Tank Brigade successfully captured Kling and filled the gap in the second line of defense.
However, the 4th Tank Brigade was not destined to stay in Kling for too long...... As mentioned before, the 4th Tank Brigade is a mobile unit, and the purpose of their formation is to use it for mobile defense.
Theoretically, they should stay in Moscow at all times, and only when somewhere in the line of defense is broken through by the Germans, they will set off and launch a counteroffensive.
So, that night the 4th Tank Brigade boarded the train back to Moscow...... Kling is only 100 kilometers from Moscow, and it will not be difficult to repair the railway between the two places and restore transportation.
On the train, Shulka silently smoked a cigarette and looked out the window at the scene passing in the darkness, and his mind flashed scene after scene of the thief's last moments before his death.
The instructor sat down across from Shulka, handed him a glass of vodka and said: "That's none of your business, Comrade Shulka!" ”
Shulka laughed and said, "I'd like to think so, but do you really think it's none of my business?" ”
"Of course!" The instructor replied.
"It's my order!" Shulka said: "I made him lie on the back armor of the tank to attack, and he died because of it!" ”
"There is no problem with your orders!" The instructor took another cup and poured vodka into it...... Vodka was no longer a rarity for a victorious unit like the 4th Tank Brigade, and as soon as they got into the car, they knew that the 4th Tank Brigade was chartered by Moscow with a ration of 100 grams per person per day.
Undoubtedly, this made every warrior cheer, like a festival.
"100 grams per person per day, I heard you right!" Uncle Alek danced with joy: "Oh, young men, I knew it was impossible to fight with you, and what could be better?" ”
But only Shulka remained silent.
Before that, he only knew that the first killing was a bit scary, but he never thought that the death of a subordinate in battle would make him so sad...... Guilt, to be exact, because the thief died on Shulka's orders.
"You should see it that way, Comrade Shulka!" The instructor took a cup and saluted Shulka from afar, took a sip, and then continued: "Everyone has his task, everyone, including you and me...... From this point of view, every soldier who died was because of their mission, and it was also because their commander asked to do so, that is, the commander was responsible for every comrade who died in battle? ”
The instructor smiled, then continued, "No, Shulka! You have to know one thing: if your order was wrong, and Comrade Fovalkov died because of your wrong order, then it really is...... You should feel guilty about it and blame yourself. But this is not the case, your order is correct, we won the victory, that is to say, Comrade Fovalkov's sacrifice is worthwhile, he contributed to the Motherland, to the troops, to the USSR, and if you blame yourself for this, you have to blame yourself for every comrade who has been your subordinate and sacrificed at the same time, and not just Fovalkov! ”
Shulka felt that the instructor was right, and that the truth seemed to be exactly what he said, because this was war.
However, that apology always lingered in Shulka's heart, after all, it was Shulka's direct order, and he personally pushed the thief to this point of no return.
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