As soon as the two of them lay down, they heard an earth-shattering explosion not far away. The huge explosion shook Sokov's eardrums so hard that it felt like someone had stabbed him with an awl. Like all at once. The explosion of the heavy artillery shell blasted a huge crater on the gravel road, and the gravel kicked up by the air wave flew everywhere. Several falling gravels hit Sokov's helmet and body, making a clanking sound and making him grin in pain.
"Misha," Asia, who was pressed under him, asked anxiously, "Are you okay?"
Although Asiya almost spoke in his ear, the voice Sokov heard was very soft. If you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't be able to hear what Asiya was saying. He knew that his ears had been shaken by the explosion just now, and he said loudly: "It's okay, I'm okay! What about you, Asiya, are you not injured?"
Asiya was unexpectedly pushed to the ground by Sokov. She fell so hard that her hands were bruised. But in order not to let Sokov worry about herself, she pretended to be fine and said: "Misha, I'm fine. You are too heavy, don't press me, I can hardly breathe."
Sokov quickly moved his body and lay on the side of the road side by side with Asiya. He listened to the scream of the shells passing through the air and judged the location of the landing to decide whether to move.
Amidst the explosions, Asiya leaned close to Sokov's ear and asked loudly: "Misha, from which direction did the shells fly?"
"North, definitely north." Sokov figured out the direction of the artillery shells in the shortest possible time. "Only that direction is still under the control of the Germans."
"Misha," Asiya continued to ask, "Have you noticed that the German artillery shells basically fall on the streets and rarely hit houses. Do you think there are German spies lurking in the city?"
Hearing Asiya's words, Sokov couldn't help but raise his head and looked forward, only to see the German artillery fire extending and shooting, and at the other end of the street, clouds of smoke were rising from the explosion. But the situation is just as Asiya observed, most of the shells fall on the streets and explode, and rarely hit buildings directly.
Are there really German agents hiding in the city, providing shooting parameters for the German artillery outside the city? Thinking of this, Sokov couldn't help but sit up and look at the surrounding buildings, trying to figure out where the German agents would be hiding. But when I turned around, I saw two tankers sitting with their backs to the tank. One tanker was bandaging the two people with a first-aid kit. The tanker who just asked Asiya for his mailing address was lying motionless on the ground. Was he knocked unconscious or sacrificed.
Although Sokov was full of dissatisfaction with the tank soldier's hookup with Asiya. But at this moment, he saw that several tank soldiers were injured. He quickly reached out and shook Asiya. Seeing that the other party responded, he pointed towards the tank with his hand and said to her: "Asiya, a tank soldier is injured." , you hurry up and help them."
Asiya stood up and looked towards the tank soldiers. She couldn't help but exclaimed, got up from the ground in a hurry, and trotted over. She first bent down to check the tank soldier lying on the ground, felt his pulse with her hand, and then shook her head at Sokov, indicating that he was hopeless. Then he got up again, bent down and ran to the tank, helping the tanker bandage the wounded.
Sokov saw that the enemy's artillery attack had gradually shifted towards the direction of the headquarters. He was worried that Chernyshev would be in danger, so he leaned close to Asiya's ear and said loudly to her: "Asiya, I want to go to the division headquarters to have a look, and you stay here to take care of the wounded. Understood. ?"
Sokov knew Asiya's character very well and knew that if he directly said that he wanted to visit the division headquarters, she would definitely go with him. In order to prevent her from taking risks with him, he specifically asked her to stay and take care of the wounded. Hearing what Sokov said, Asya, who was busy treating the wounded, nodded and said equally loudly: "Misha, you have to be more careful!"
Sokov walked along the street, and as soon as he reached the street where the division headquarters was located, he was blinded by the pungent and choking gunpowder smoke drifting along the street. He covered his nose and mouth with his sleeves and moved forward carefully.
"Hey, Comrade Captain, where are you going?" Sokov was walking forward when he suddenly heard someone calling him next to him. He turned around and saw no one. He thought he heard wrongly, and when he was about to move forward, he heard someone shouting impatiently: "Hey, Comrade Captain, are you deaf or something? Didn't you hear me calling you?"
Sokov looked in the direction of the sound for a long time, and then he discovered that there was a square hole on the ground outside a building next to him, and an officer wearing a helmet was waving to him desperately. Sokov quickly bent over, ran over, and jumped into the square hole.
After jumping in, Sokov discovered that it was a long traffic trench, but because it was covered with a thick layer of wooden boards, and there was a lot of mud piled messily on the wooden boards, Sokov didn't wait. Discover its existence promptly. When the officer saw Sokov coming in, he asked with a displeased look on his face: "Comrade Captain, which unit are you in? Why did you run around during the enemy's shelling? Aren't you afraid of being killed by the enemy's shells?"
Sokov glanced at the other party's collar badge and realized that it was a major. He quickly straightened up and replied: "Comrade Major, I am the commander of the Istria Battalion, and I am about to go to the division headquarters to find Division Commander Chernyshev... …”
"Who is looking for me?" Before Sokov could finish his words, a familiar voice sounded from the other end of the traffic trench: "Come here!"
Sokov agreed and walked forward with his body bent. With the light coming from the gaps in the wooden planks, he saw that the ground of the traffic trench was filled with commanders and soldiers. When he passed by, everyone put their feet in front of them to avoid tripping him.
Seeing Sokov coming to him, Chernyshev, who was sitting on the ground, raised his hand and pressed down on him, saying: "Comrade Captain, if you have anything to say, sit down and say it. The space in the traffic trench is too short. You can't stand up straight." After seeing Sokov follow his orders and sit down in front of him, he asked again, "Captain Sokov, what do you want from me?"
"Comrade division commander." Sokov quickly replied: "I sent the captured howitzers to the city on your order."
"Yes, yes, I did order you to bring all the captured howitzers to the city." Chernyshev said with a smile: "But I didn't order you to come to the city!" He paused. After a moment, he continued, "I remembered that yesterday you sent a group of wounded people to the field hospital, and a beautiful female health worker came with them. If I guessed correctly, you may have planned to send howitzers. , you came to the city specially to see her, right?"
Sokov said nothing, just grinned, acquiescing to the matter. He paused for a moment, and suddenly remembered the shelling the city was suffering, and asked Chernyshev tentatively: "Comrade division commander, I think the German artillery fire is very strange. The targets of their shelling are all on the streets, not buildings. After a period of shelling, their target gradually turned to our headquarters. I think there must be German agents in the city who are constantly providing various design parameters to the German artillery outside the city."
"Sokov, I agree with what you said. If there was no one to guide the direction of the German artillery, they would not be able to shoot so accurately." Chernyshev raised his head and glanced through the gap in the wooden planks. There was smoke outside, and he said helplessly: "But in this case, we can't do anything. We can only send people to search after the shelling is over."
