Chapter 383: Bloodstained Family Letters

In the Far East in summer, the land is covered with lush vegetation, flowers, birds and insects chirping, there is no scorching heat, as long as it is cool and comfortable, it is full of life.

If there had been no war, it would have been the best summer resort, but the war turned it into a purgatory.

On the front line of the Komsomolsk battlefield, the land covered with gunpowder smoke was full of turned over land and countless shrapnel.

Low trenches were built in the ruins of the city, and heavy sandbags formed defensive positions.

The demoralized Soviet soldiers, leaning on the trenches and ruins, looked at the ruins of this city that had been burned red and blackened by the flames of war, and the Komsomolsk in the Far East was a hell pulled into the abyss by the war.

If there were no endless shelling, no countless bullets, and no occasional mutilated body parts in the scorched black earth, the scenery would have been quite beautiful.

Khrushchev raised an army of two million and tried to defend himself against the attack of the 3rd theater of operations of the Red Police, but his ideals were abundant. Full, but the reality is too skinny.

After the outbreak of the battle, everything turned out to be completely different from what Khrushchev had predicted.

The Red Guard Corps is not a Wehrmacht, and the Red Guard soldiers are not German soldiers, and there is a clear difference between the two, but there are also too many things in common.

In an evaluation report sent to Khrushchev, a senior Soviet staff officer wrote: "This is an army I have never seen before, and their tenacity and tenacity are more tenacious and tenacious than the Soviet soldiers at gunpoint and with a firm will."

Although reluctant to admit it, it is undeniable that this army has more steel discipline than the German army, and it is almost impossible to lure the enemy into deep encirclement.

The strong logistical support is also far beyond everyone's expectations, each of their soldiers carries a week's worth of dry food, and each soldier has a strong ability to survive in the wild.

From the outbreak of the war to the present, their firepower has never decreased, which also means that the so-called logistical difficulties, which simply do not exist.

According to the understanding, even on the front line, they still have rich materials for large-scale barbecue, all kinds of fresh vegetables, beef and mutton, bread and rice, and they have never been lacking.

Their Air Force transport planes were able to deliver food from U.S. farms to field cooking vans of front-line troops in a single day.

Their weapons and ammunition are constantly being delivered to the front-line troops from behind, and every soldier has a surplus of ammunition, and every artillery piece has almost an inexhaustible number of shells......"

The staff officer who wrote this report has died in battle, and much of the content is the result of discoveries and reconnaissance from the front line of the battlefield.

And this report Khrushchev had read it many times, and each time he was still unsatisfied.

If the Soviet army had what it said in this report, then the USSR would have won the war long ago, so he was envious.

But as an enemy, he was helpless.

Several times the surviving air force was organized to sneak attack the front-line field airfield of the Red Guard Corps, but each time it was helplessly thwarted.

A tactical transport aircraft used by the Red Guard Corps can take off and land directly on flat ground, can fly across the Pacific Ocean, and has a huge body, capable of carrying seventy or eighty tons of supplies at a time.

Such a powerful supply capacity, which the USSR simply could not reach.

It's just that there are some things that can't be envied, especially when you can't even destroy them.

Khrushchev tried everything, infiltration of small forces, suicide attacks, night raids by the Air Force, without exception, all failed.

If he could, Khrushchev would have liked to sit down at the negotiating table with the enemy, but he could not do it, and neither could the USSR.

Only by continuing to rely on the will, continue to persevere.

Fortunately, in the rear of the Soviet Union, Khrushchev was also given considerable support.

While the Red Guard was attacking Eastern Siberia in full force, Germany in Europe slowed down the structure of the offensive.

Although Germany was keen to capture the Soviet Union, it held . The long war still brought a lot of fatigue to Germany.

Now that the Red Guard Corps is holding back the Soviet Union, Germany can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The slowdown of the Germans also eased the situation of the Soviet Union on the Western Front a lot, and more supplies were sent to the Far East as much as possible.

This was Germany's irresponsibility to the Red Police, to which the Red Guard Reich also protested to Germany, demanding that Germany launch an active offensive on the Western Front.

However, the Germans also said that they had to breathe a sigh of relief, as the troops were too tired to increase casualties.

In any case, the Soviet Union's inclination towards supplies from the Far East was somewhat of a problem.

In particular, the Soviets' planes were shot down quickly every time they took off, but the Soviet industry was strong enough to sustain the constant harassment.

Endless artillery battles and aerial battles unfolded in Komsomolsk and Boli.

However, the Soviets did not know that the Red Police Corps was not unable to take Komsomolsk and Boli, but was accumulating the next round of lightning onslaught.

But for the Soviet soldiers at the front, this confrontation was too painful.

On the positions of the Soviet front in Komsomolsk, among the resting Soviet soldiers, a sentry suddenly shouted: "Shelling, concealment." ”

The commotion spread, the whistling of shells in the sky fell, a shell exploded at the edge of the Soviet soldiers, and the terrible howl of the shell piercing the sky.

More and more bombs fell on the positions of the Soviets, and many Soviet soldiers hid in the trenches.

Shells that fell on Soviet trenches and building wreckage kicked up a cloud of dust, and the smoke of the explosion swept up, spreading dust in all directions.

The explosion, like a stormy wave, spread throughout the entire position, and had no intention of calming it down.

Someone kept shouting the sound of lying down, but no matter how loud the shout was, it could not drown the sound of the shells, and many Soviet soldiers were hit by shrapnel and fell in pools of blood.

Especially the Soviet soldiers who hid in the wreckage of the building, which did not help them completely escape the shelling.

And all the military doctors are hidden in the trenches, in this case, the military doctors are not able to climb out of the trenches to rescue the wounded soldiers who are lying in pools of blood.

You can only wait for the shelling to pass, and count as much as you can save.

This shelling was short-lived, did not last a few minutes, and ended quickly.

On the battlefield, there was no red police soldier attacking, which was a harassing shelling.

This kind of shelling depends entirely on the mood of the artillerymen, who will fire a few shells if they are in a bad mood and a few shells if they are in a good mood.

Especially when eating three meals a day, or waiting for the Soviets to start eating, shells will fall.

It is difficult for this kind of shelling to inflict mass damage on Soviet soldiers, and the effect of each shelling is not great.

It's as if in this shelling, there were less than twenty Soviet soldiers killed and wounded, and at least a hundred shells fell.

When the shelling stopped, many Soviet soldiers and medics crawled out of the trenches to save the wounded.

The most common injuries caused by shelling are shrapnel plus internal bleeding.

If it is in a hospital with well-equipped medical equipment, internal bleeding can be saved, but on the battlefield, there is little hope that internal bleeding injuries can be saved.

Especially when there is a shortage of medicines, many wounded soldiers can only wait for death helplessly.

A wounded Soviet soldier closest to the trench was quickly rescued from the trench, a young man only about fifteen or sixteen years old, and his immature face showed a very painful look.

The military doctor reached out and touched the young man's abdomen, the two wounds were still gurgling and bubbling blood, the poor stomach was covered with blood, and when he lifted his clothes, the skin inside had already been stained red.

The medic carefully wiped off some of the blood to determine the exact location of the two wounds.

The wound was two fingers wide, the wound caused by the irregular shrapnel, it was jagged, and the blood was still pouring out of the wound, like an open colander, and it was bleeding.

Seeing the location of the wound, coupled with this kind of heavy bleeding, the military doctor shook his head at everyone around him helplessly, shrapnel entered the body and damaged the liver, even if there was enough medicine, it was difficult to save life.

However, in line with his own responsibility, the military doctor motioned to other comrades-in-arms on the side to help, helped the young soldier up, reached out to touch his reserve, and there were also two wounds, shrapnel that penetrated the body, injured the liver, and also cut off part of the intestines.

The young soldier, whose consciousness began to fog, saw this, and immediately patted him on the cheek, and at the same time shouted to him: "Young man, what is your name?" ”

The young man, who was a little more conscious, was already speechless, and his mouth was blistering with blood, and he wanted to answer, but all he could do was the blood that kept pouring out of his mouth.

The people around him can only tremble from him. In the trembling lips, a few notes were read: "Please, I want to go home, I want to go home......"

The last four characters kept repeating, and in the time when the young soldier finally returned to the light, he finally shouted: "I want to go home......

The military doctor looked at his young face with some reluctance, and said, "Okay, we'll help you go home, and you'll be able to go home soon......"

"I'm ...... Clear, I'm ...... No, the commander ......, ...... the letter, and sent ...... "The young soldier, with his last breath, spoke intermittently, but before he could finish speaking, he had already swallowed his last breath.

Looking at the breathless young man, the military doctor shook his head helplessly, groped around him for a while, and finally found a letter that had already been written.

Blood stained a large piece of the letter red, and when the envelope was opened, the paper inside was very intact, only a part of it was stained with blood.

The medic wiped the blood from his hands and carefully pulled out the letter paper from the envelope.

The handwriting is very clear, but the font is a little messy, but the kind of longing for family, antipathy to war, and longing for a better life between the lines are like gold.

"Dear mother, sister and brother,

Looking at the clean and white letter paper in my hand, I don't know what to write every time I want to put pen to paper, because here, I am facing death all the time, but I have to wait to write these things on the letterhead, otherwise I don't know if I am still alive in the next second, and I don't know what to say to you when I get to heaven.

I have always missed you from the day I went to the battlefield, forgive me for going straight to the battlefield from Moscow State University, and forgive me for not saying a word to you, but I had no choice.

I know that I will never see you anymore, I miss your voice, I miss your looks, I miss the family warmth you once gave me.

You are my only spiritual sustenance on the battlefield, the war is too cruel, the battlefield where humanity is annihilated, too many innocent lives have been lost, too many families have been destroyed, and there is even a fourteen-year-old soldier in our company.

Although I firmly believe that victory will belong to the great Soviet Union, I do not know when it will be won.

That day, the soldier, who was only fourteen years old, left the trench and never returned, and I still don't know what his name was.

I love you, my mother, my family, I don't want to die, I love to come back alive to see you.

Every day, I fantasize about the scenes and images when I return home, and I longing for the warm embrace of my mother when I was a child.

If I were alive, I believe I would have lived well, if not in the cold wreckage and trenches.

I don't know if you have the courage to send this letter so that you will think that I am still in the school and that I will be in the safe rear.

But I can't deceive you, if you receive this letter in the future, please believe that I will be very happy in heaven, even if there is no war in heaven.

Love your ...... forever"

The military doctor read the contents of the letter aloud, and every Soviet soldier around him, some were silently weeping, and some were crying directly.

A lot of young faces, not even eighteen.

The content of the letter was very trivial, and even some of it was incoherent and incoherent, but it expressed the thoughts of everyone present.

When the medicate finished reading the letter, one of the battalion commanders in charge of the trenches said to the medic: "Send it to the division headquarters!" ”

The military doctor was stunned for a moment, then nodded, closed the letter quietly, copied the mailing address that still had handwriting, and then put the letter paper into a new envelope.

After seeing the contents of the letter, the political commissar of the Soviet division simply sent it to the general headquarters.

As a result, the letter fell into the hands of Khrushchev, who, when he saw the contents of the letter, said angrily: "This is a coward, or a student at Moscow University, bullshit, a traitor, such a person should be hanged, and their families should go to Siberia to grow potatoes." ”

Khrushchev, who was angry, directly gave an order: "Send all the family members of this coward to Siberia for mining, and tell all the soldiers that as soldiers, cowards and cowards are treasonous ......."