Yegorov didn't take Rokossovsky's words seriously before, and he always had a concept in his heart -- a high-level leader like Li Xiaofeng must be the son of a daughter who can't sit down. It is too normal for a big leader like this to say one thing and do another, and it has nothing to do with the leaders what kind of charge and what kind of exemplary role of party members and cadres.

Who would have thought that Li Xiaofeng not only went all the way to the front line of fire, but now he even has to be on the front line, Nima, this is not according to the routine!

Yegorov was almost frightened, and almost hugged Li Xiaofeng's thigh and shouted: "Heroes spare their lives!" "That's it. There is only one reason why he didn't hug his thighs and didn't shout, and that is that Yegorov's movements were a beat slower.

When Li Xiaofeng said "keep going", he did not ask, but ordered, and naturally in the next second, he raised his leg and left, and Yegorov was slightly stunned, and missed the opportunity to stop a certain immortal.

By the time Yegorov wanted to object, Li Xiaofeng had already walked out of the command post in the face of the smoke of artillery fire. Egorov later recalled: "At that time, I was frightened, for fear that Comrade Andrei would make any mistake, and I was eager to rush up to stop Comrade Andrei and hold him, and then drag him back. Because the situation was so dangerous, enemy shells kept falling around the trenches, and we were splashed with mud and snow. In the intervals of the shelling, the sound of towers firing continuously from machine guns and the whizzing of bullets flying over our heads did not stop for a moment. No one knows what will happen in the next second......"

When the reporter asked, "Are you afraid of death?" Egorov showed a look of disdain: "Afraid of death? Who is not afraid of death in that situation, but what I was most afraid of at that time was not death, not not not being able to complete the task assigned by Rokossovsky. The question of the safety of Comrade Andrei. That's what scares me the most! ”

Speaking of which. Yegorov's face showed an expression of the rest of his life: "The situation at that time was too dangerous, no one dared to say that they could save their lives, we were shaky under the shock wave of the explosion, if it were not for Comrade Andrei calmly moving forward all the time, forcing us to grit our teeth and keep up, I am afraid that many people would have shrunk in the trenches in fright at that time...... Only Comrade Andrei is fearless, he doesn't seem to know what it means to be afraid! ”

Egorov emphasized: "I am by no means a sycophant, and I am not the only one who survived. You can go to one interview after another and ask them what they say about Comrade Andrei, who is really a 100% pure Bolshevik who is absolutely brave and fearless! ”

Here, the reporter interjected: "According to the guidance of Comrade Yegorov, we visited the witnesses of that time one by one, and all of them said in unison - Andrei. Comrade Petrovich was the bravest man in the whole Soviet Union, there was no one! ”

Of course, we all know that the bravery of a certain immortal is to be discounted, and if everyone has an immortal body like him, it is estimated that everyone will become brave and fearless. However, the "bravery" of a certain immortal did play a key role. When the defense line of the 46th Infantry Division was crumbling, he played the role of fixing the needle of the sea when he was on the front line.

Then. Part of the position of the 46th Infantry Division has been broken through by the Germans, groups of German soldiers have poured in, and some of the Red Army soldiers are ready to flee, and at this time Li Xiaofeng has arrived!

"Don't run! Keep fighting! ”

If it was said that it was other ordinary officers who said this, it probably did not have much influence on the Red Army soldiers, but it was Li Xiaofeng who spoke at this time, and as the supreme commander of the front army, his deterrent power was amazing.

What's more, Li Xiaofeng not only exerted his deterrent power, but more importantly, he casually pulled out the pistol on his waist, waved his arm and shouted: "Communist Party member, follow me!" ”

With that, Li Xiaofeng was the first to take the lead against the flow of fleeing people and rushed towards the surging German troops. And this move of someone directly frightened Major General Egorov, who at that time probably had only one thought in his head: "HOLYSHIT!" ”

But even if Yegorov wanted to stop Li Xiaofeng, it was too late, someone's movements were too fast and agile, and in the blink of an eye, he ran out more than ten meters away, and the only thing Yegorov could do at this time was to grit his teeth and follow......

The feeling of the armored train is quite bad, this time the German offensive is too fierce, even an old man like him is a little unbearable. Fat Ivan brandished his pistol, screaming and howling with all his might, but no one could hear what he was shouting, and the sound of gunfire, cannons, and shouts of killing was muffled.

However, Fat Ivan showed his attitude with practical actions, when a prisoner who took the lead in escaping stumbled and fell in front of him, the chubby man jumped over at once, and the muzzle of the black hole was directly against the prisoner's brain, and he shouted with grinning: "Don't prepare to escape!" You give Lao Tzu to go back immediately! ”

But this is of little use, when there are more and more German devils, when the enemy's bullets rain and the ground is splashed with mud, when more and more people are knocked down, fear will prevail. The prisoner shoved Fat Ivan, picked up a stone and beckoned to Ivan's head.

At that moment, Ivan's eyes were full of stars, and the blood flowed from the top of his head, and he was immediately stunned, so he was soon hit a second time, which made his ears buzz, but it woke him up, and he could clearly see the prisoner's hideous expression.

Ivan had never seen such a horrible face, it was even uglier than a ghost, completely distorted, and it was impossible to tell that it was still a human, and it would not be too much to call it a wolf in human skin.

Ivan knew he had to act, or he would either be beaten to death by this madman or captured by the Germans. Either one might be what he wanted. He opened his mouth to try to give a final warning, but it didn't work at all, as he quickly received another blow on the head.

Boom!

This gunshot shook Ivan's soul out of his body, and a shot at a very close range directly exploded the prisoner's head, making Ivan's face red and white. If it had been before, Ivan would have felt nauseous and maybe vomited. But now. He was just leaning on the trench and gasping for air. A joy of the aftermath of the catastrophe filled his heart.

Ivan pushed away the body pressed against him with all his might, and he could see that the muzzle of the gun was still smoking, which was not too bad for him to kill someone at a distance from his face for the first time.

Ivan climbed up against the wall of the trench, and when he looked up, there were shouts of killing everywhere, and a fierce white-knuckle battle was underway, but the situation in the punishment camp, which was at an absolute disadvantage, was not good. Most of the "criminals" are either dead or have disappeared without a trace, leaving only a few three-legged cats, including the armored train, stubbornly fighting the enemy.

Ivan felt a pain in his head, but the pain also had the benefit of pain, at least he didn't have time to care about the current bad situation for a while, he wiped the blood from his face, and tried to speak, but found that he couldn't say anything.

At this moment, a German devil discovered Ivan's cunzài, and he rushed forward with a bayonet. It looked like he was about to kill Ivan with a single sword, but the sound of his rapid running caught Ivan's attention. For the next five seconds, Ivan knocked out all the bullets in the magazine in one fell swoop.

This is the first enemy Ivan has killed since the beginning of the war, this German devil looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, at his flower-like age, he should have enjoyed life, but now, this damn poor creature has fallen like a broken sack in the stinking mud of Russia, no one will care what his name is, he will just fall there and slowly rot until it disappears completely.

Ivan didn't know if his end would be a little better than that of this poor worm, anyway, for the time being, he probably would be the next poor worm. The only thing he could do was pull a few more unlucky ghosts on his back before he was killed again.

The armored train didn't know what Ivan was thinking at this time, and he didn't care, and now he was completely in a state of mechanical almost distraction, and the spear in his hand had already stabbed a few German devils to death, anyway, the bayonet had been deformed and bent into a hook.

And on the other side of the armored train, there are constantly German devils, and people are constantly trying to kill him. However, the armored train will definitely not be restrained, even if the spear in his hand has become a hook, it is also a life-killing hook that can kill!

After the neck is cut, the blood will gush out like a fountain, and the military uniform of the armored train is no longer covered with how much blood, coagulated and semi-coagulated blood are mixed together, slowly flowing down the corners of the clothes, and soon staining the snow under the feet of the armored train, so that the piece he is standing on has become a veritable "blood field".

However, the armored train is a man, not a god, and repeats the killing movement over and over again, and he will get tired after a long time, and now he is tired. At this time, the spear in his hand had turned into a twist, and he himself was gasping for breath, and his legs were as if they were filled with lead.

How the armored train wished it could lie down, even if it was to fall into the mud and take a nap! But there was no possibility of him taking a nap, and in front of him were two German soldiers, with big shoulders and round waists, and no less blood on their bodies than on the armored train, and it was clear that these two were also hard stubble, and now they were eyeing him at the same time.

"I'm afraid it's bad luck this time!" The armored train muttered in his heart.

Of course, he was not afraid of death, but did not receive his father's forgiveness before he died.

"Maybe dying in battle like this is also a relief for Lao Tzu, right?"

When this thought came to him, the armored train felt more and more tired, and he thought that it would be easier and more convenient than his continued painful struggle. He even wanted to throw away the weapon in his hand and let the enemy poke two holes in his chest.

The armored train thought he had seen it and thought it could ignore the arrival of death, but when two enemies rushed up and stabbed him in the chest with a bright spear, he struck a thrill and chose to survive.

The armored train couldn't help but roar: "Ah! Kill!! ”

In the next second, he twisted the spear into a twisted stab and flipped over a German devil, and then the butt of the gun swung to separate the bayonet stabbed by another German devil. At this time, he couldn't help but shout: "Kill!! ”

He rushed towards the enemy, just to use this ruthlessness to eliminate the opponent in one go, he didn't want to die, he must live.

It's just that the armored train overestimated his physical strength a little, and in the charge, his feet were weak. A slippery. Directly threw it at himself. The result was a headlong crash into the arms of the enemy. Soon, the two of them were torn and rolled in the snow and mud. One moment it was the armored train that rode on the enemy and hammered it, and the next moment it was him who was pressed down and enjoyed the old fist.

This is the most primitive, savage and cruel gladiatorial fight, and only the strongest and bravest can survive. Of course, such a duel is somewhat unfair to the armored train, after all, he is already very tired, and at this time he has almost exhausted all his strength.

I don't know how long it was, maybe a minute. It could have been ten minutes, when the armored train riding on the enemy's belly found his opponent's face blue and tongue sticking out, and the bitter gladiatorial battle was finally over.

At this time, the armored train felt that there was no strength in his whole body, even if he was panting, he felt that he was not strong, and at this time, as long as a gust of wind could blow him down. He just continued to ride on top of the enemy, just staying there stupidly, not realizing that the danger had not passed.

The enemy who was stabbed by the armored train before was not too seriously injured, after all, the spear stab of the armored train had turned into a twist, and the lethality was infinitely close to zero. To put it bluntly, he just gave the other party a heel fight.

And now this re-up-picked enemy will become his killer star, when the bayonet on the 98K rifle is getting closer and closer to the armored train. The latter had no choice at all, he didn't even have the strength to move his little finger, and the only thing he could do seemed to be to watch the enemy kill him with wide eyes!

Bang!

A crisp gunshot shook the armored train, and the enemy who was about to kill him was loaded in the mud with a grunt, twitched twice and then reluctantly died. The armored train looked in the direction of the gunshots, and the fat Ivan, covered in mud, fell to the ground with a mean smile at him.

At this moment, the battlefield was silent, and it seemed that only the armored train and the fat Ivan were left in this piece of the world, and it was very interesting that these two people looked at each other so quietly, and neither of them had the intention of speaking.

I don't know how long it took, but the silence on the battlefield was once again interrupted by German artillery fire, and one shell after another fell on the armored train and around Fat Ivan, rolling up the mud and sticking them all over.

When the shelling was over, the two clay figures were still looking at each other, and it was a long time before Fat Ivan broke the silence: "The enemy is coming up again!" ”

The armored train also muttered and repeated: "It's coming up!" ”

Interestingly, neither of them had any intention of standing up and retreating or running away, and just lay on the ground, as if waiting for death.

In fact, it is not much different from waiting for death, the armored train and Fat Ivan can't run, it is impossible to escape, maybe when they stand up, a shuttle of machine gun bullets will beat them into a sieve.

Since you can't run away, then don't run at all, the armored train silently picked up a grenade from the German under the crotch, and Fat Ivan looked at the chamber of the last bullet, although they are not ready to escape, but they do not intend to be prisoners, men must maintain the most basic dignity, even if they die, they have to live like a person, like a dog, that is not a man!

The footsteps gradually sounded, the hordes of German troops seemed to be rushing over, the armored train and Fat Ivan involuntarily tightened the grenades and guns in their hands, is the last moment coming?

Gradually, they saw clearly that the number of enemies was really quite large, there was a company, and the armored train couldn't help grinning, the more enemies the better for him, he was worried about too little!

Just as the armored train and Fat Ivan were preparing for death, their movements were interrupted by a crisp machine-gun sound, which came from behind them, could it be that there was still someone alive behind? Is there anyone else who sticks to the final bottom line like him?

However, before the armored train and Fat Ivan could figure out the current situation, the gunfire was getting closer and closer, and it seemed that the person who fired the gun was approaching them at a very fast speed, and the speed was very alarming.

When they looked back suspiciously, they saw an astonishing scene, a soldier wearing a general's uniform and carrying four big stars on his shoulders strode towards them with a PK machine gun. At that moment, the armored train and Fat Ivan involuntarily wiped their eyes, thinking that they were hallucinating.

But no matter how much they kept their eyes open, the guy dressed as a general still existed, and it became more and more real, and what was even more real was that behind this person was a long stream of people, including lieutenant colonels, colonels, and major generals.

"What is this? Senior Officer Correctional Camp? Fat Ivan said dumbfounded.

But no one answered him, and the general (who was really a general) at the head had already quickly crossed their positions, and suddenly rolled the Germans all over the ground with machine guns. Anyway, this is the most arrogant storage on the battlefield, and he almost single-handedly repelled the enemy.

When the German devils were repulsed, when the armored train and Fat Ivan were lifted from the ground, their eyes were always revolving around a certain immortal, especially when they knew that this was the commander of the Bryansk Front, the head of the General Political Department and a member of the Politburo, these two goods were directly petrified.

Many years later, the person who witnessed the scene recalled the scene with emotion: "When the commander-in-chief takes the lead in the charge, you cannot doubt that we will not be able to achieve victory." At that time, we only had one thought in our hearts, that is, we were going to fight with the enemy, and even the members of the Politburo were not afraid of death, how could we be afraid of death! (To be continued......)

PS: Bow and thank you to the Parasite Schistosomiasis, the Meteor EX, DLR, the Kawaru Katsura, the Glorious Charter, the Atomic Icebreaker and Comrade Juventus!