The armored train happily fiddled with the Order of the Red Star he had just received, the second Red Star he had received since he joined the battle, the last time it was for destroying three enemy tanks in one day, and this time it was for destroying three enemy tanks in one day. Note that this is not all the battles that the Panzer Train has fought since the beginning of the war, in previous battles he had destroyed a total of 15 German tanks and armored vehicles, and was awarded the Order of the Red Banner and two Red Star medals.

The armored train proudly pinned the three medals to its chest, and walked out of the battalion headquarters with high spirits, showing his exploits to every comrade-in-arms.

It's not that the armored train is a particularly sassy and showy person, originally he didn't love it so much, but when he was dismissed from the post of platoon commander, he decided to tell the brothers in the whole battalion in this way - Lao Tzu is capable of fighting, who said that Lao Tzu is not a qualified platoon commander, can he win so many honors if he is not qualified?

Plainly. The armored train just wanted to prove that the battalion commander's decision was wrong, and to counterattack and get back his position. It's just that his idea is a little too naïve, because he didn't notice the comments of his comrades-in-arms pointing behind his back:

"See that guy no, comrade brother, remember my advice, stay away from him, that thing is a disaster!"

"Why? Seeing that he has so many medals, he should be a good officer? ”

"What a fart, the brothers who followed him all died, when he was the platoon commander in the third platoon, the rest of the brothers in the third platoon died, and later he was transferred to the second platoon as the deputy platoon commander, and the second platoon suffered heavy casualties. He didn't have a medal on his chest. It's the blood of comrades. This bastard is risking our lives to pave the way for his own promotion! ”

"Wouldn't it? Whatever it takes? ”

"How. This Lao Tzu is the chief of staff of the division, who dares to care? ”

"It turned out to be a second-generation official, so let's stay away from him!"

Such whispers circulated in the battalion, and although these statements were not necessarily based on facts, let alone true, it was inevitable that the armored train would be isolated and unwelcome in the battalion.

Not only did the soldiers have a bad impression of him, but the officers didn't like him even more, for a simple reason. This man has never regarded his colleagues as a thing, and as soon as he goes to the battlefield, he throws orders and responsibilities out of the clouds, and only cares about one person receiving awards for meritorious service. Anyway, it's definitely not good to stay with him!

"Battalion commander, why don't you get this bastard away, you didn't see his bird-like appearance just now? I really think of myself as a hero! ”

Voronov sighed, he also had a headache for such a strange subordinate as an armored train, this unlucky kid is an alternative thorn in the head, and has no other shortcomings. It's just too much of an ego, and I don't take orders seriously at all. And the guy also thinks he's always right. thinks that he is the only smart person in the whole world, and everyone else is an idiot and a fool.

If Voronov's previous temper had been followed, he would have kicked this idiot out of his own unit with a flying kick, but he had also seen the appearance of armored trains on the battlefield, and it was considerable that he was very brave and capable of fighting, and such a young man was still useful for defending the motherland, and the current premise was to be able to bring this back to the right path.

"He can still fight, for so many days, he has destroyed a large number of enemy tanks and made a lot of meritorious deeds, such a comrade still needs to be saved." Voronov sighed.

"It's true that he can fight, but who can stand that kind of fighting? doesn't talk about tactics, goes up and works hard, and often takes orders as the wind in his ears. Anyway, my company didn't welcome him, and the comrades unanimously demanded that he get out! ”

Voronov looked at the expression of the company commander, and the other party was a little bit gritted his teeth, which showed that he couldn't bear someone anymore, so he could only sigh again: "In this way, transfer him to the battalion headquarters!" ”

Yes, the armored train has already circled in three companies, and none of them are willing to accept him, they all treat him as a plague god and stinky shit, and they can only go back to the battalion headquarters to do chores.

"Why should I be transferred back to the battalion headquarters? I'm going to stay on the front line and kill the enemy! ”

The armored train didn't know how unpopular he was, on the contrary, he thought he was doing a good job, thinking that these company commanders were jealous and could squeeze him out.

But no one was willing to explain it to him, and the company commander just said coldly: "What are you chirping, hurry up and execute the order!" ”

When the armored train left, the second company erupted in cheers, and if it weren't for the absence of firecrackers and the inability to shoot into the sky, the scene would have been quite hot when he left. Of course, the armored train did not know about this qiē, and he was still complaining to the battalion commander that he was not taken seriously.

"Do a good job as a staff officer! That's an order! Voronov was also a little speechless, he really didn't understand how old Viktor could educate such a child, if he was the old man of the armored train, he would just take off his shoes and start smoking.

Life at the battalion headquarters was quite boring, and in order to make the armored train less troublesome, his task was more of a writing job, and every day there were endless words to write. Naturally, this life is maddeningly boring, and it is nothing short of devastating for an armored train bent on going to war to fight the enemy.

This devastation continued until the end of the Brest blockade, when, by order of the superiors, the 16th Army, which had successfully completed the blockade, was allowed to retreat, in which the battalion of the armored train was responsible for the task of covering behind the palace.

"Don't fall in love with the war, let alone get entangled with the enemy too much, leaving this ghost place completely is our most important task!" Voronov said.

It's just that Voronov did not know that there was a time bomb in his battalion headquarters, and the retreat was carried out in an orderly manner at first, until one of the armored trains began to convulse.

Originally, as a staff officer, he was not qualified to get on the tank again, but when the retreat operation was carried out in the afternoon, when the final retreat order was given, the battalion headquarters lost contact with the third company.

"The telephone line has been blown up, and the radio station is also out of work, send a communicator, hurry!" Voronov was in a hurry.

However, this order cannot be carried out for the simple reason that it cannot be carried out. Either the communicator has already been dispatched. Either that or already sacrificed. At this time, the armored train volunteered to stand up: "Battalion commander, let me go!" ”

At that time, Voronov was a little hesitant, because he was really not sure about the thorn in the armored train, what if the cargo had another convulsion? But looking around the battalion headquarters, in addition to the political commissar and chief of staff, even the guards have been sent out to strengthen the front line, so you can't let him, the battalion commander, go to run errands in person, right?

"Comrade Victor, then you should go. Remember. Go straight to the third company, tell them to retreat immediately, don't delay for a moment! ”

Driving a jeep, the armored train was on the road in a hurry, and it was speeding along the way, but it was supposed to have an accident today, and halfway through, a Stuka set its sights on the armored train, and after a beautiful dive, the little jeep was blown into slag. The armored train, which narrowly escaped the catastrophe, could only use Route 11 to make its way.

Ran wildly for more than a kilometer. The armored train suddenly discovers its original tank crew, and the hapless BT-7 also encounters Stuka. Not to mention that the track was blown off, even the commander was killed.

"You've been requisitioned!" This situation made the armored train overjoyed, not only found a means of transportation again, but also commanded the tank again, this is a good opportunity given to him by God!

After quickly attaching the tracks, the armored train took the place of the sacrificial commander, and the BT-7 rushed to the direction of the third company as fast as possible. But it didn't go far before a company of three platoons of voices came over the radio: "Found a large number of enemy tanks, ready to fight!" ”

This sentence should have aroused the interest of the armored train, these days in the battalion headquarters really suffocated him, dreaming that he wanted to go back to the battlefield, and now this seems to be an opportunity?

Well, the third platoon encountered a large number of enemy tanks, which shows that the enemy is mainly attacking the third platoon, and with the deployment of three platoons, it seems that the strength is weak. If you don't go to the rescue of the third platoon first, and then go to the third company after repelling the enemy, it's a way by anyway.

The armored train thought so and did so, and under his order, BT-555 quickly rushed in the direction of the third row.

By the time the armored train arrived on the battlefield, the situation was already fierce, and three platoons of the first company plus two infantry platoons in conjunction with the operation were in full swing with a dozen enemy tanks and a large number of grenadiers. The roar of the engines, the roar of guns, the smoke and the fire of the explosion immediately excites the armored train.

"Forward, aim at tank three at 2 o'clock, quick! Fire! ”

With a bang, the unlucky No. 3 tank was attacked by No. 555 drilled out of the oblique stab, the turret was blown up into the sky, and a load-bearing wheel flew hundreds of meters away, which made the armored train happy, and almost laughed at the sky.

After destroying the No. 3 tank, under the command of the armored train, the No. 555 tank quickly inserted itself into the German offensive formation from the flank, and the machine guns and artillery beat the charging German grenadiers to the ground, paralyzing half of the German attack in the blink of an eye.

"Kill that BT-7! Fast! Keep him rushing and our offensive formation will collapse! The German commander shouted with all his might.

Soon the two No. 3 tanks rushed towards the No. 555, and the 50-mm tank guns continued to spray flames, sending mud flying around the armored train.

"Go ahead, don't be afraid! The Germans can't beat us! The armored train shouted happily and reminded the gunners from time to time: "Hold steady, without my order, you are not allowed to fire." Continue to hold steady and hit the one on the left first! Fire! ”

The 45mm gun spewed a burst of flames, and almost instantly, the No. 3 tank was hit in the front. Armor-piercing shells pierced through the upper armor of the nose of Tank III, killing the driver and killing the enemy commander along the way.

The No. 3 tank came to a halt quickly, but fortunately it didn't explode. At the same time, another tank No. 3 also rushed to shoot at the armored train, and the armor-piercing bullet grazed the hull of No. 555 and flew away.

The armored train burst into laughter again: "I told you a long time ago, the Germans don't understand **, they will never want to hit Lao Tzu!" ”

As he spoke, the armored train licked its tongue and ordered again as soon as the loader stuffed the shells into the chamber: "Fuck, fire, blow up the rest of the crumb!" ”

The 45-mm tank gun once again erupted in flames, only this time it was not so lucky, and the shells flew half a meter above the turret of the German tank, which provoked the armored train to complain: "Stupid, far away." Shake it down a bit. Fast. One more shot! ”

But this time, the Germans fired first, and thanks to Marx's protection, the Germans also hit the plane.

"Fire!"

When the armored train gave the order to open fire for the fifth time, the No. 3 tank was finally destroyed, and under his order, No. 555 plunged into the German attack formation in a fierce tiger descending the mountain, after a volley of gunfire. The Germans' offensive was crushed.

During this attack, No. 555 destroyed three enemy tanks, two half-tracks and two machine guns, killing and wounding more than 20 German panzergrenadiers. It can be said that when the guns crushed the German offensive.

"Well done," the company commander praised happily, "you must give No. 555 the first credit, so that you can look like a real tankman!" ”

Undoubtedly, the vanity of the armored train was greatly satisfied, you must know that it was this company commander who hated him the most before, and now the company commander has to praise him. Doesn't this mean that those grandsons were blind before?

The armored train was so overjoyed that it forgot about the task of conveying the order to the third company. In the following hours, he led the No. 555 to cooperate with the Germans, repelling three enemy attacks in a row and destroying two German tanks again.

As the sun set, the armored train sat on the turret of No. 555, enjoying the envious and admiring gaze of the other tank crews, and the first company finally received Voronov's order to retreat. And just when this brother was most fluttering, and fantasized about whether he could get a second Order of the Red Banner or simply a Lenin Medal, he was dragged off the tank by a thunderous Voronov.

"You bastard! Where did you die! "Voronov's head and face is a big scolding.

This made the first company commander a little overwhelmed: "Battalion commander, Victor is good today, help me destroy ......"

"I don't want to listen to this nonsense!" Voronov unceremoniously interrupted the speech of the commander of a company and roared at the armored train again: "What is the task I assigned to you?" Say! ”

Only then did the armored train remember its mission, and it seemed that he was going to deliver a letter to the third company? However, this guy still didn't realize the severity of the problem, he thought that he had won a big battle today, even if he forgot to send a letter to Sanlian, it wouldn't be a big problem, right? In any case, the destruction of the enemy is the first priority.

"Fart!" Voronov sprayed his face, "I gave you the task to inform the retreat of the Third Company, and you turned out to be the wind in your ears." Do you have water in your head? Idiot! ”

The armored train couldn't bear it anymore and argued: "Battalion commander, halfway I saw that the first company was besieged by the enemy, and the shape was more tense than the third company, and I thought that the first company should be reinforced first, so ......"

"So you do what you want, so you can do whatever you want?"

Voronov was angry, because he knew very well that the most dangerous thing today was not the first company, the first company suffered a much lighter attack than the third company, the third company was miserably besieged, and in the end the whole company was almost completely wiped out with another company of brother troops that cooperated with the battle. Only one BT-7 and a dozen people were withdrawn from the entire company. And such losses were completely avoidable, if the armored train correctly conveyed the order, the three companies could be withdrawn, and the first company did not need to hold out for an afternoon on the path of the retreat of the three companies, the whole afternoon of fighting was not necessary at all! And this qiē is all from the defeat of some self-righteous bastard!

When Voronov swept the medal on the chest of the armored train, his anger exploded, and he ripped off the three medals on the chest of the armored train and threw them on the ground: "You don't deserve it!" ”

The armored train was stunned and did not react, and by this time Voronov had already given the order: "Tie up this bastard and send it to a military court!" ”

From heroes to sinners, the experience of a day in the armored train is as thrilling as a rollercoaster ride. At least he himself has not come to his senses, and he has not even taken the military tribunal seriously, he always believes that his choice is right, and refuses to admit that he has made a mistake.

However, it is not up to him to decide whether the armored train is at fault or guilty, military law is ruthless, especially the military tribunal of the Red Army in wartime, after the armored train frankly admitted that he did not carry out Voronov's orders, his crime was undoubtedly established.

"Disobeying military orders caused heavy casualties to the troops, and at least 300 comrades were needlessly bloodied and sacrificed, and the circumstances were particularly heinous. Proposed death penalty! ”

When the verdict of the death sentence was handed down, the armored train was stunned, he did not understand at all why he was sentenced to death, he always considered himself a hero!

Late that night, when the armored train was sitting alone in a small cage in a daze, old Victor came, and when the old man learned what his precious son had done, he seemed to be more than ten years old in an instant. Not only did he feel sorry for his son, but as a revolutionary soldier, he also felt sorry for the soldiers who died because of the mistakes of the armored train.

"Before, I thought it was a good thing that you were competitive and eager to fight, but I didn't expect you to be so extreme. It should be said that I hurt you, so you are not suitable to be a soldier, let alone an officer. Although it is too late to say this, and those sacrificed soldiers will not be able to come back from the dead, I still want to say - you kid is a bastard, it is reasonable to shoot you, please be reasonable! ”

After saying this, old Victor burst into tears, almost trembling all over, and after a long time he said, "But who made you my son?" You and I have never begged anyone in my life, and I have never opened the back door in my life......" Speaking of this, Old Victor was almost unable to cry, and said after a long time: "Tomorrow, you will be assigned to the punishment camp, you should know very well what kind of unit it is, you can do it yourself!" (To be continued......)

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