When Captain Merck was outside the city of Idrichatsa, he fought a bloody battle with the encirclement and suppression forces of the Soviet army.

While Lelyushchenko and his chief of staff praised Lieutenant Gorman, the core of the battlefield, Lieutenant Gorman and his men, were hiding in two two-story buildings to plan a kidnapping operation.

In the city of Idricsa, there are many houses that have been abandoned because their owners have fled.

When Lieutenant Gorman and Lieutenant Colonel Vorobev offered to provide him and his men with lodging to sleep, Vorobev pointed to the complex near his headquarters, asked Lieutenant Gorman to choose his own, and was very understandingly allowed to rest until dawn the next day, and then come to him to report.

Based on his own memory, Lieutenant Gorman decisively selected a building closer to his memory, in the direction of the headquarters of the 21st Mechanized Corps.

Lieutenant Gorman took out a pencil and, based on memory, drew on paper the headquarters of the 21st Mechanized Corps and his residence, and marked the road leading from his residence to the military headquarters.

The blank paper swirled around in the hands of all the soldiers in the two buildings before returning to Lieutenant Goldman.

After making sure that all his subordinates remembered the location of the target, Lieutenant Goldman took out a match and lit the white paper, which turned to ashes in the flames.

While his men were either leaning against the wall or lying on the floor with their heads resting on their steel helmets, hurrying to catch up on their sleep, Lieutenant Gorman was alone, standing by the window of a bedroom on the west side of the second floor, staring at the sky to the west.

After smoking the fourth cigarette, Lieutenant Goldman looked at his watch, and at 6:32, twenty-eight minutes left before the appointed time.

Having sketched out the entire course of the battle plan in his mind one last time, Lieutenant Goldman turned around and walked to the living room on the first floor.

Two minutes later, a small team of ten men left their quarters.

The detachment lined up in a column. Swaggering northwest.

The members of the squad held their heads high. Without fear, he rubbed shoulders with Soviet officers and soldiers he met from time to time on the road. Walk all the way through the city's remote paths.

About fifteen minutes after departure, the team passed through a park and finally found the red roof in the northwest corner of the city, with only half of the villa remaining.

There are sandbags of fortifications in the open space next to the villa, and there are traces of a machine gun in the windows of nearby buildings.

Without getting too close to the red villa, the squad retreated into the park. Ten infantrymen wandered leisurely in the park, peering at the direction of the villa for the Soviets, waiting for the final moment, occasionally smiling and nodding to the Soviet soldiers and civilians who were also wandering the park.

When the time pointed to seven o'clock, Lieutenant Goldman finally heard the voice he had been waiting for.

In the western sky, a "dark cloud" drifted quickly towards the city of Idrichata.

Seeing that before parting with Captain Merck, the bomber group agreed with the rear air base arrived on time to the battlefield, Lieutenant Gorman felt his heart beat faster.

"Everyone, get ready."

On the first floor of the building, with Lieutenant Goldman's order. All the commandos were ready to go, and the sleepiness in their eyes was gone.

When the first explosion of an aerial bomb sounded over the city of Idricha. Lieutenant Goldman was the first to burst out of the house and ran in a northwesterly direction, with a dozen members of the team following him.

When Lieutenant Gorman and his men rushed through the streets, the city of Itrica was already in chaos, and all the hidden anti-aircraft guns around the city and in the city were firing one after another.

The dense sound of artillery, the whistling of German bombers as they dived, and the explosion of aerial bombs echoed over the city.

The originally orderly city was instantly plunged into unprecedented panic, and the park in the south of the red-roofed villa was no exception.

Instead of the panicked crowd around them, fleeing like headless flies, ten Soviet soldiers rushed under the pine trees on the northernmost side of the park, which was used to divide the street from the street.

Three mortarists set up mortars, the muzzles of which were pointed in the direction of the red-roofed villa.

A series of three mortar shells flew out of the muzzle and fell near the villa with a whistling sound.

After the shells landed, there was no fire, no explosion, and no gunsmoke, only the hissing sound of smoke when the shells came out, accompanied by the sound of poisonous snakes spitting letters, and three clouds of green smoke hovered near the red-roofed villa, which looked particularly dazzling from high in the sky.

The whole process was almost instantaneous, and after completing the important task of determining the direction of the battle, the detachment evacuated under the pine trees, turned around and ran back into the park, hiding in the bushes of the park, like other Soviet soldiers, to avoid air raids.

The green smoke pointed out the target for the Luftwaffe bombers, and all the German fighters hovering over the city rushed to the northwest corner of the city.

Aerial bombs fell one after another around the red-roofed villa, countless sandbags flew into the sky along with the surrounding soldiers and weapons, and there were more craters of different sizes on the originally flat concrete floor.

In the surrounding buildings, groups of Soviet soldiers rushed out, and despite the risk of being killed by shrapnel from bombs, they raised their light machine guns and semi-automatic rifles in their hands and opened fire on the German fighters that were diving down, bravely fulfilling their duties.

In the streets and alleys, in the panicked crowd, a team of nearly twenty people also ran on the streets in a panic.

From time to time, one of the lieutenant officers at the head shouted: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, don't get in the way, we have an urgent mission." ”

Driving away the figures scurrying around the streets, Lieutenant Goldman and his men rushed straight to the park.

As soon as he burst into the park, Lieutenant Goldman's tone changed to swearing.

"Alexander, you damn thing, where did you go? Come out and fight the Germans with me. ”

Where Lieutenant Goldman ran through the park, the sound of cursing rang out all the way.

Soon, amid Lieutenant Goldman's curses, a group of Soviet soldiers emerged from the bushes and followed Lieutenant Goldman's team.

Along the way, he bumped into some Soviet soldiers lying in various corners of the park, and Lieutenant Gorman did not hesitate to rush forward, pull them out, and after a scolding of the head, stuffed them into his own ranks.

"You cowards, cowards, stand up. Follow me. Go fight the Germans. Protect Comrade Commander. ”

Collecting a motley team of half-truths and half-truths along the way, Lieutenant Goldman leads the way to the center of the battlefield, where the red-roofed villa is being poisoned by German bombers.

Carefully confirming that he was close to the Red-Roof Villa and staying out of the blast range of the aerial bomb, Lieutenant Goldman solemnly asked his men to raise their guns and open fire on the German fighters in the sky.

He himself snatched a Dzegalev light machine gun from his subordinates who were following him, and asked a tall soldier to raise his bipod and shoot into the sky as a machine gunner.

Inspired by this "heroic" team. In the surrounding buildings, more and more Soviet soldiers rushed out of their hiding places, opened fire into the air with a variety of weapons, and swore to defend the city of Iditrica to the death.

Mixed in with the crowd, Lieutenant Goldman shot while checking the surrounding sky to see if any bomber pilot was hot-headed enough to drop an aerial bomb on his head.

After observing for a while, Lieutenant Goldman was relieved, just as agreed. Aerial bombs all fell on the square near the red-roofed villa and on the surrounding buildings, and they were at a safe distance.

Just be careful. Don't let the bricks and gun parts thrown into the air fall on your head, and you can carry out the final battle plan unharmed.

After seeing the German planes in the sky launch a dive one after another, Lieutenant Gorman was thinking about whether to lead his subordinates to launch a charge and continue to carry out the next battle plan.

I heard a heart-rending roar from behind me: "Enemy plane, hidden." ”

Lieutenant Gorman turned his neck and looked around the sky around him, and immediately saw a Stuka dive bomber dragging a long puff of black smoke in the sky behind him, and the nose of the plane rushed down, rushing straight to where he was standing.

Without hesitation, Lieutenant Gorman dropped his machine gun, turned around and ran to the other side of the street, through the gap between the two buildings, and flew to the ground.

Before he could hit the ground, Lieutenant Goldman heard a loud bang behind him that almost burst his eardrums.

As soon as his body hit the ground, Lieutenant Gorman noticed that the ground was shaking, and his body seemed to be about to be catapulted into the air.

Looking behind him, he saw the other side of the street, behind a two-story building, rising with a sky-high fire and black smoke.

The landing point of the fighter plane was across the street from himself, and there were two buildings, which saved him from the disaster.

After a moment of silence for the pilot on the downed Stuka, Lieutenant Goldman gathered up his mood and jumped up and rushed out into the street, summoning his men.

"The Germans are gone, protecting the commander. The Germans went to protect the corps commander. ”

After looking at the sky and seeing the bomber group returning in formation, Lieutenant Goldman shouted the predetermined code.

Figures emerged from all corners of the street, followed Lieutenant Goldman, and rushed towards the red-roofed villa.

Crossing the craters around the red-roofed villa, and stepping past the sandbags, ammunition boxes, and swaying weapons on the ground, Lieutenant Gorman did not forget to point to the wounded Soviet soldiers on the ground and shout, "Medic, medics, there are wounded here." ”

Pulling a few unfamiliar faces around him, Lieutenant Gorman pointed to the wounded on the ground and shouted: "You assist the medical soldiers in treating the wounded, and the comrades of the garrison battalion and I will come." ”

With his men, Lieutenant Goldman made his way through the chaotic crowd and rushed into the red-roofed villa, which was in shambles and filled with gunsmoke.

As the center of the bombing, the remaining half of the red-roofed villa had been wiped out by the bombardment.

Seeing the villa with only broken walls left, Lieutenant Gorman was also uneasy in his heart.

It was agreed with the Air Force that only fifty kilograms of bombs would be used in this bombing, and the power of the bombs should not be enough to kill the Soviet troops in the basement, at most bury them alive in the rubble.

According to the direction in his memory, Lieutenant Gorman rushed to the entrance to the basement, and sure enough, he saw two broken walls lying on the ground, blocking the entrance to the basement.

Lieutenant Goldman took the lead and rushed to the two broken walls.

"Command is down there, come over and help, remove these guys who are in the way."

At the shouts of Lieutenant Goldman, seven or eight soldiers rushed to his side.

Lieutenant Goldman swept the faces of these people, both known and unrecognized.

Everyone worked together, either hand up or shoulder to shoulder, and it took less than five minutes to throw aside a broken wall above.

Tearing down the first broken wall, Lieutenant Goldman shouted through the gap to the basement entrance under the broken wall as he asked his men to clean up the surrounding rubble and rubble.

"Comrade inside, can you hear me?"

Soon there was a voice through the cracks.

"Comrade, get those in the way out of the way and let us out."

Lieutenant Goldman shouted, "We're working on it, you'll be able to come out soon." Is Comrade Commander okay? ”

"Comrade Commander is safe, he just needs to get out of this damn place as soon as possible."

There was expletives from the basement.

This answer immediately imbued Lieutenant Goldman with great strength, and Lieutenant Goldman turned to the soldiers around him and shouted, "Comrades, the commander is still alive. Let's work harder, and the salvation army grows out. ”

As soon as Lieutenant Goldman's voice fell, a figure rushed in from outside, it was none other than his old acquaintance, Lieutenant Colonel Vorobev.

"The commander is still alive?" Lieutenant Colonel Vorobev shouted.

"Yes, the commander is still alive."

"How did you end up here?" Lieutenant Colonel Vorobev asked.

"I heard explosions, and then I found the Germans bombers ・・・・・・"

Vorobev waved his hand to stop Lieutenant Goldman.

"I'll talk about this later, let's get Comrade Commander out first."

Lieutenant Goldman breathed a sigh of relief and turned to the "civil engineering" assignment.

Cleaning up the broken bricks and stones that were in the way next to him, a dozen pairs of dusty and even bloodstained hands grabbed the broken wall.

In a shout of male power, the obstructive brick wall was lifted off the ground and tossed aside, revealing the entrance to the basement below.

Figures with panicked faces and dusty uniforms walked out of the basement.

Standing behind Lieutenant Colonel Vorobev, counting all the way to the sixth, Lieutenant Gorman saw his target figure, Major General Lelyushchenko, whom he had just met not so long ago.

Seeing that Lelyushchenko was safe and sound, without any injuries except for a somewhat pale face, Vorobev rushed forward excitedly.

"Comrade Commander, thank God for seeing that you are safe and sound."

Lelyushchenko nodded, and said weakly: "I thought I was going to be buried alive in some cellar・・・・・・ thanks to Comrade Lenin." ”

"Comrade Commander, we also want to thank our Lieutenant Goldman." Vorobev shouted.

"Oh? Lieutenant Goldman? You were just shouting? No wonder it sounds familiar. ”

Lelyushchenko reached out and patted Lieutenant Gorman on the shoulder, squeezing a smile on his face.

"Thank you for your hard work."

"This is what I should do, Comrade Commander." Lieutenant Goldman replied.

"Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, where are we going to escort the commander? It doesn't seem very safe here, and the German bombers could come back at any moment. Lieutenant Goldman asked.

"Comrade Commander, where are you going?" Vorobev asked.

"You go find a building with a spacious basement, the one that doesn't look too conspicuous." Lelyushchenko said.

When the two men were talking, they didn't notice that beside them, Lieutenant Gorman took off the Bobosha submachine gun behind his back and held it in his hand.

Lieutenant Goldman's movements were so natural that almost no one suspected that there was something unusual about his movements.

"Comrade Army Commander, I have a good place for the military headquarters to move in." Lieutenant Goldman said.

"Where?" Vorobev asked.

Lelyushchenko also looked at Lieutenant Gorman.

"This is it." Lieutenant Goldman said.

"Here?" Lieutenant Colonel Vorobev asked suspiciously.

"Yes, you can't go anywhere but here."

As he spoke, Lieutenant Gorman raised his midweek submachine gun and aimed it at Lelyushenko.

"What are you going to do? Do you know ・・・・・・?"

Before Lieutenant Colonel Vorobev could finish speaking, a pistol was already pressed against his head・・・・・・ (to be continued.) )