I became Stalin chapter 101
Boo woo woo woo woo woo woo boo boo boo boo boo
When the order was issued, the armored forces started loudly.
The armistice negotiation was stipulated for 14 days, but it was written in a vague way such as ‘from ~day to ~day’ without saying exactly what time it would end.
The upper level was trying to use or abuse that point.
From the evening of the last day, the combat units on the front line prepared for the offensive and rushed to their respective positions.
As the armistice was over at 12 o’clock, it was okay to attack the Germans from then on. The artillery and rocket forces were also waiting for the command to fire after accurately aiming at the target they had observed in advance.
The moment the command was issued from the superior, the German positions, specialization points, and artillery batteries, which had been measured in advance, were to be flooded with fire.
“Fire at 11:53. Repeat. Fire at 11:53.”
“Yes! Battalion commander comrade!”
No matter how confused the Germans are now due to internal circumstances, there is no doubt that they have not considered a similar number.
Therefore, the superior ordered the firing of fire shortly before 12 o’clock.
“What about Germany? We are at war.”
It’s hard to even call it a problem to launch an attack seven minutes earlier compared to the dirty things that Germany did. And, frankly, I could just walk away. Our watch was 12 o’clock? said. Is there any business in acting shamelessly?
The soldiers clenched their teeth and looked at their wristwatches, rolling their feet as if impatiently.
The preparatory shelling time for this offensive was short. Although the artillery’s capabilities had improved, allowing it to strike a shell in a short enough time when needed, the German positions were as strong as always, and the infantry, as always, weak.
Someone gripped the assault rifle’s handle, and someone grabbed the rocket launcher as if holding a rosary.
The political committee acquiesced to the soldiers’ such “unscientific, anti-Soviet” attitude this time.
After you die, what will be there?
Comrades Lenin and Comrade Stalin had said this and that on many matters, but they did not teach much about the afterlife. Soldiers have always wondered about it, but political officers with a keen knowledge of the communist party’s lines do not have a sharp answer.
Boom, bang, bang, bang. Whoa woo woo woo!!
The bombardment began.
It wasn’t the sound of the 76mm light field gun’s meager firing, but the heavy and huge firing sound that shook the sky. A screaming 300mm heavy rocket flew and lit the dark sky with a bright blazing light.
An uncountable number of shells, rockets and missiles. The Germans who had to be beaten were somehow pitiful, but they also had machine guns and cannons, and their machine guns and cannons also had the ability to tear the Soviets apart.
“The charge begins exactly one hour and thirty-seven minutes later. It’s 12:03, so let’s set our own watch to mine!”
Nikolai sat in the truck and shook his legs nervously. Although he participated in battle several times, it was inevitable that he would become nervous before the battle.
As a senior squad leader, he had to lead a packed truck of nineteen men. Realizing that all the lower ranks were looking at him, Nikolai raised his voice cheerfully.
“Hey! What are you all so afraid of!”
“Isn’t the squad leader comrade also scared?”
When one of the soldiers said so, all the soldiers in the truck burst into laughter. A little bit better now. Laughter is a good friend that dispels fear.
Of course, this friend leaves easily, and then comes obedience, or madness.
Soldiers think only of the order they have been given and run forward without thinking, or they will scream and fire at the madness that dominates their heads.
The recruits mostly died that way.
If you are lucky enough to survive and not die, you will learn how good laughter is.
If you somehow find something funny and try to laugh at even the most disgusting jokes, you can become a warrior, a corpse rotting on the battlefield, or, if you are lucky, a non-commissioned officer or officer.
“If you get hit by a bullet, your body shatters due to its power, and you turn into a blood clot, right? Oh, I can’t tell if it’s yours or someone else’s. Ha ha ha ha ha!”
“Pu ha ha ha ha ha ha!”
“You do that. It scares me.”
A veteran had to listen to Nikolai’s scolding while explaining to the new recruits seated on either side of the battlefield what it would be like to be hit by a shell on the battlefield, with various adjectives and hand gestures.
The veterans giggled, making the white-faced recruits even more frozen.
“Well, don’t worry too much. Those who die will die no matter what they do, and those who will not die will live no matter what they do.”
“Comrade Squad Leader… That doesn’t seem to be very helpful… .”
“Well? You didn’t mean to help?”
The veterans burst into laughter again. One of the recruits stirred and looked like he was about to ask something, but the truck that was waiting to start up started moving with a roaring engine noise, and the recruit withdrew again.
Dozens of trucks started running through the snow-covered plains.
Even though it wasn’t very fast, the scenery of the sweeping terrain seemed unrealistic. Bump, rattle, the truck shook and the soldiers shut their mouths again.
Those who pray with their eyes closed, those who open photos or letters in their arms, and an old soldier who leisurely inhales a cigarette that might be the last and throws the butts out.
“Are you familiar with each of your duties?”
“So that’s it.”
The new recruits were closely guarded.
I wouldn’t be able to do my job if I was so nervous… I can’t help it.
Heavy weapons, such as machine guns and rockets, were distributed mainly to veterans who had experienced combat to some extent and had actual combat experience.
New assault rifles were also given priority to those who had experienced combat at least once, and raw recruits were carrying old-fashioned Mosin Nagant or SVT-40.
I received a message from the radio telling me to get off now. The enemy seemed close enough. The soldiers hurriedly jumped out of the truck.
“Are there any problems with the machine gunner, assistant gunner, and ammunition count?”
“Yes! Squad Leader Comrade!”
“If I die… The squad leader over there is the senior. Do you understand?”
Hey, your voice is filthy loud.
It’s sad that the answer gets bigger when you say that I’m going to die… Thinking about it, Nikolai led the squad and strode in the direction the order was issued.
The pits the shells had dug were everywhere. The company commander still seemed brave. How many battles did he experience?
The German positions were firmly established. Is it wrong to give two weeks time?
‘What are the seniors thinking? .’
A platoon caught in the crossfire of machine guns evaporated. leaving little to no rubble.
The recruits who joined Nikolai’s squad groaned at the sight.
Like the claws of a beast that hunts for its prey in a well concealed state, the machine gun scratched and left only traces of the unfortunate Soviet soldiers. The machine gun position was soon smashed by mortar shells, but normally there are maybe five or six people deployed in such a position.
To catch five or six people, they fired a dozen mortars, and eventually pulled a 76mm artillery from behind and had to fire several times.
In the end, it was the mortar that destroyed the fort, but if you go beyond the fort they made, there will be several machine gun positions installed after that.
The artillerymen, who were said to be gods of the battlefield, were preoccupied with fighting among themselves, and were not particularly helpful in advancing the infantry. We wonder where the German artillery will be if it doesn’t interfere with us, but people’s hearts are always deceived.
However, the Soviet army should have been fortunate enough to be at this level.
“But where’s the lack of Stuka… Isn’t it?”
“That… i See.”
Luckily, Stuka has not yet flew towards Nikolai’s battlefield.
When it comes to air power, Germany has an overwhelming advantage, and if it is not on the battlefield, the Soviet Union has an advantage.
The Soviet Army, which had maxed out anti-aircraft weapons to make up for the lack of air power, was now using anti-aircraft weapons to change infantry, not to catch planes.
Tutatattattattatta! Tata tata tata!
Even now, from far away, an anti-aircraft machine gun mounted on an infantry fighting vehicle was scraping the bullets of the German machine gun positions. Anti-aircraft artillery was also mobilized as a direct-firing artillery, firing artillery fire over the infantry’s heads.
Cuckoo bang! Cuckoo bang!
The overwhelming sound of heavy artillery fire erupted. The shells exploded in mid-air, banging and scattering debris from beyond the German camp.
“Ugh, that’s terrible… God, you… .”
A soldier murmured.
Nikolai was well aware of the horror of such bombardment. Occasionally, there are some unfortunate people who are killed by direct bullets, but most of the bombardment was killing people by scattering fragments.
And in order to detonate the fragments, they mainly used the method of falling to the ground and exploding, but the giant cannonball fired from Ohhamma exploded in the air like that, effectively scattering fragments in a wider area.
If it is embedded in the ground and explodes, a large part of the explosion goes into the ground and is absorbed, but if it explodes in the air, is it that the power of the explosion is completely inserted into the person?
One of the soldiers whistled. Maybe it’s because this guy hasn’t tasted Stuka’s fear yet, so he seems to know that the battlefield is always this easy and comfortable.
“Hey! It’s our time… .”
“Our time! There are not many tanks in the old Kabe tanks, and the infantry fighting vehicles are all ‘light tanks’, but they are of no use! In the sky, Stukas and fighters are flying, and all our fighters are shot down and fall!”
As Nikolai unraveled the story, the recruits immersed themselves in his story as if intrigued.
The veterans seemed to be reminiscing about a past few months ago, chattering like haha, there was a time.
Nikolai, who had even received a medal after catching several enemy tanks with rockets, looked a little great now, and the recruits listened to Nikolai’s saga as they pondered how to survive.
In fact, even the veterans survived, but never had a criminal record as great as Nikolai, so they pretended they weren’t and seemed to listen.
“… So, take care of yourself, and don’t be fooled by your sense of resonance. Do you understand?”
No, I never expected such a reaction… . New recruits can be like that too! Filled with hope and courage, it seemed that they would charge at any moment.
The platoon leader and the political committee members gave Nikolai thumbs up as they watched the soldiers burning with their determination to fight with delighted eyes. very good!
But Nikolai was not confident.
Obviously he did destroy the tank. However, the previous record worthy of receiving the medal was established by Sergeant Bologja, who did not know where he died or where he went, and when he had already obtained the medal, he decided to act like a real people’s hero… .
What if the soldiers die because of what he said? These blue young recruits? The troops in front of me screamed for a charge and ran. Nikolai had to stop thinking.
“charge! charge! Soviet Ura!”
The soldiers shouted a shout and started running. Soldiers collapsing while trying to cross the ridge, the company commander and political committee member firing a Tokarev pistol into the sky. The pounding sound of shells fired from behind resounded like a concerto.
Suddenly, a medic girl came to mind.
‘Katia, I said Katya Pavlovna.’
Running ahead, Nikolai thought. With this courage, wouldn’t you be able to ask her to teach you how to write?
A powerful shout erupted from his chest.
“Wow! wow! Whoa!”
I became Stalin chapter 101