Natasha slept soundly that night, and the people fled from the Germans, and after night they camped in the forest. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Except for the normal sentry, everyone lay limp on the ground one by one. The events of the whole day made everyone nervous, and after getting a break, they all lay down without heart or lungs, as if they had forgotten about the possible danger.

"You're all overdrawing your lives! Forget it, I'm almost vomiting blood from exhaustion! Balzen complained that his body was not under the control of his conscious. He was sore and simply wrapped in a blanket and lay down, and snored after almost ten seconds.

His order had been given that the soldiers must sit back and wait, and that their guns should be loaded and kept by their side, so that they could quickly enter the battle in case of an abnormality.

Natasha did the same, but the girl slept more deeply. The soot and dust on her delicate little face were wiped clean, and Igor didn't go to bed early, he checked Natasha's SVT40 again and helped her wipe the barrel.

The night was very peaceful, and the sentinels took turns to stand guard and found nothing unusual. The soldiers got the necessary sleep, and when the sky turned blue for the new day, everyone woke up.

Early in the morning, Lyudbalev again sent a signal to the 284th Division, and they received a reply at the first time.

Yang Mingzhi is also preparing to start in the morning, and since they have sent a letter, he will reply first.

"It's so good that 3,000 people are helping us, and there is nothing to be afraid of anymore!" Lyudbalev finally relented, and he also got the other side's request that the troops move closer to the Dnieper.

Balzen was very interested in this, because this message was sent by the deputy division commander himself!

He ordered Lyudbalev's radioman to send a message to the south: "You tell my superiors that the reconnaissance company has lost nearly half of its losses, the essence is still there, and Natasha is safe and sound!" ”

The reconnaissance company is indeed extremely combat-ready, which is the pride of the infantry division, but what happened to Natasha? The radioman is very puzzled, is it the female sniper?

The radio officer asked in a big way: "Is that girl very important to you!" ”

"Of course! She's our hero! ”

Seeing that the commanders of the reconnaissance companies around them were so serious, Lyudbalev and Tchaikov couldn't help muttering. In yesterday's battle, the two Tchaikov were pleasantly surprised to see that the enemy machine gunners were being shot in the head one by one by their comrades, while the people of the Gomel city committee noticed a series of fire from the only sniper team.

According to a lot of information from the 284th Division before, Lyudbalev couldn't help but think of something important, so that his heart beat wildly with excitement. Trying to keep his composure, he quickly asked Balzen, "I remember that your troops have a lot of precision marksmen, and there are two girls who are particularly good, one is called Natasha and the other is called Besica. Could it be?! ”

Balzen nodded confidently, "It seems that Comrade Mayor has already guessed." Yes, we vouched for those two girls with the honor of the Guards Division, as well as the deeds of some combat heroes, these are all facts. That Natasha, her report was one hundred and five kills, and she actually eliminated more. So you now understand why I added a special sentence that Natasha is safe and sound! ”

These words made Lyudbalev and others so excited that he and Tchaikov's happy beards were about to fly!

"I really never expected that the little girl who was not good-looking was actually a sniper hero! Call her over and I'll see for myself!" ”

It's the mayor's request, so why not? Balzen casually called out to a soldier and ordered him to call Natasha over.

At this time, Igor was helping the girl pack her bags. The wool blanket was to be rolled up, and the frost from her weapons was to be wiped off.

"You really slept too deeply, hurry up and deduct the eye droppings, pat your little face and wake up." Igor is like an elder, and Natasha hastened to do so. She had barely sobered up when the herald arrived.

"Natasha, the company commander orders you to go to the radio station immediately!"

"Okay, I'll go!"

What's going on? Since it was Balzen's special request, he must go over in the best possible light. The backpack is ready, the armed belt is firmly fastened, and the sniper rifle is well carried. She ran lightly, flicking the pigtails behind her helmet, and this image was very cute in the eyes of the warriors. She's certainly not a mascot, but as the most ferocious fighting force in the reconnaissance company, she's in stark contrast to her slender little body, which is really endearing.

So, when Natasha stood in front of Balzen, the comrades of the Gomel city committee and Tchaikov himself were confronted with this girl for the first time.

"It's astounding! Yesterday I saw you shoot enemies, and at least five of them were wiped out by you with a single shot! Why didn't I pay close attention to you yesterday?! It's incredible, Comrade Natasha Petronovna Sbeloskina, I thought there was a mistake in the report, we always thought you were an adult, but I didn't expect you to be a child! Lyudbalev said.

They are all superiors, and as subordinate fighters must be polite. The girl knew that she was not a regular soldier, and although she had been promoted by the regular army, she did not have a soldier's ID.

Natasha's upright appearance was as straight as the red pines around her. She replied solemnly, "I'm glad the chiefs know my full name." I am indeed a child, not yet of adulthood. I was not a regular army soldier either, but it was the 284th Division that rescued me, and I became a soldier. ”

Lyudbalev was satisfied, he knew all this information.

"Well, Comrade Natasha, this is our first official meeting. You are indeed a sixteen-year-old child, but the experience of fighting is no less than that of a veteran. ”

Balzen chimed in: "Of course. Our Natasha has fought many tough battles, and this is a rare talent for us! ”

"That's right!" Lyudbalev continued: "Son, have you joined the Komsomol?" You know, you have a huge track record, you have more than 100 kills alone, and you are creating a myth, you know? ”

"Know! I'm a sniper targeting Simon Heyer, even if that person is our enemy. I recently joined the Komsomol, I will work hard, I will become a hero, avenge my dead parents, for my dead compatriots! ”

These inspirational words cannot but make people feel emotional, the people of the Gomel City Committee, they escaped death, and too many people have died in the face of the crazy pursuit of the Germans. Everyone held their breath and only hated their own ability for being too weak. After seeing this legendary sniper in person, I couldn't help but feel a lot more comfortable.

Lyudbalev, as an official, often thinks a lot. "Natasha, I think you should be sent to the rear. You are a battle hero, a child, and a woman. Your experience is legendary, and once the publicity spreads, you will greatly boost the morale of the whole army! ”

"Get me out of the front? Become a celebrity? No! That's not what I crave! Natasha actually wanted to say that she was reluctant to give up Yang Mingzhi as a chief. Continuing to fight under him is what he desires the most at the moment.

Everyone has their own aspirations, and some soldiers just like to fight, and it is too difficult to force them to the rear in the current situation. Lyudbalev shrugged, he ordered: "Alyosha, bring that box of ours, I have changed my mind!" ”

"Mayor! Shall we do it now? ”

"That's right, we're going to do it sooner or later. This girl's battle yesterday largely covered our entire army, and I don't want to wait any longer! ”

Natasha and Balzen were both puzzled by these words, and they waited and watched, and soon, a small wooden box was put on the table in front of the two of them. When the wooden box was opened, there were small wooden boxes neatly stacked, and suddenly Balzen understood what was going on.

Because, there is only one thing that can be so carefully packaged - a medal! (To be continued.) )