After Sokov finished the call, he saw the operator sitting next to him with his face covered in blood. He quickly said to him with concern: "Comrade operator, you are injured. Go to the basement and get bandaged quickly."
"Comrade Brigade Commander," the operator looked at Sokov and asked worriedly: "If I leave, how will you communicate with the outside world?"
"This is my business, so you don't have to worry about it." Sokov helped him stand up without any explanation, pushed him a few steps toward the entrance of the basement, and continued: "Your first priority now is to go wrap the wound."
After the radio operator left, Sokov sat on the rubble and looked up at the Soviet and German air forces still fighting in the sky. He secretly thought to himself: Did he play a little too much today? First, the tank assaulted the enemy's regiment commander. Department, then the Air Force competed with the enemy for air supremacy, and then repelled the enemy's attack in the factory area. Would such a big movement really not arouse Paulus' vigilance and suspicion?
Sokov checked the radio and found that it was not damaged. He wanted to contact Raisa or Khostnikov, but after playing with it for a long time, he didn't know how to use it. Just as he was staring blankly, he suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Misha, Misha, where are you?"
Hearing that it was Asiya calling him, Sokov quickly stood up and shouted in the direction of the sound: "Asiya, I'm here."
Asia saw clearly where Sokov was, walked over quickly, and said in a reproachful tone: "Misha, you are injured, why don't you come over and bandage it? If I hadn't heard the operator mention it, I would have said I do not know."
Seeing Asiya caring so much about him, Sokov giggled twice and reached out to touch his forehead. As soon as he raised his hand, Asiya grabbed it: "How can you use your hand? Your hand It's so dirty, the wound will be infected if you touch it." After saying that, he reached out and took off the helmet on Sokov's head, cleaned his wound with alcohol, applied iodine, and carefully wrapped it with gauze, and warned: "Don't get any water on the wound for the next two days. It's just some skin trauma. It will be fine in a few days."
After saying that, Asiya put the remaining things back in the medical kit, stood up, leaned over and kissed Sokov on the face, and said softly: "My dear, I've gone to take care of the wounded, you have to pay more attention. Safety."
"I know." Sokov nodded and said to Asiya with a smile: "There are so many injured people, and it depends on you and a few health workers in the factory to take care of them. You should pay more attention to your health and don't get exhausted."
Shortly after Asiya left, Briski hurried over, shouting as he ran: "Comrade Brigade Commander, where are you? Comrade Brigade Commander, where are you?"
"I'm here!" Sokov stood up and shouted to him.
Brisky heard the sound and ran over. Seeing the bandage on Sokov's head, he asked in surprise: "Comrade Brigade Commander, why are you injured?"
"A bomb dropped by an enemy plane exploded not far away, and the flying bricks hit me on the head." Sokov put the helmet on his head as he said it, and asked: "What's the matter? ?"
"Comrade Brigade Commander," the expression on Briski's face became serious: "In today's battle, 25 people of my battalion were killed and 41 were injured. Today, there are only less than 80 soldiers who can continue to fight. Personally. Once the German army launches another attack of this scale, I am worried that we will not be able to hold our position."
Sokov knew that the number of people Briski mentioned did not include the militiamen in the assembly workshop. Although these people performed very bravely on the battlefield, because they had no special military training and little combat experience, their combat effectiveness was almost Can be ignored. Without the help of the regular army, the Germans only needed to charge like the one just now, which would be enough to break through their defensive positions.
He raised his hand and patted Brisky twice on the shoulder, comforting him and saying: "Don't worry, Comrade Captain, before the battle started, I contacted Mamayev Heights and asked them to send a battalion to support. us."
"Send a battalion to support us?" Briski couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he heard this, and then said excitedly: "Comrade Brigadier, the strength of the first battalion is the largest in the entire brigade, with about six hundred people. With their support, I believe there should be no problem in guarding the assembly workshop."
Although Sokov was smiling, his heart was bleeding. He was ordered to lead four battalions to defend the factory. As a result, after only a few days, two-thirds of the troops suffered casualties. The first battalion is here, and it will probably be wiped out in a few days.
Briski noticed something strange on Sokov's face and couldn't help but asked curiously: "Comrade Brigadier, what are you thinking about? You seem to be worried."
"That's it, Comrade Captain." Sokov did not say what he was worried about, but forced a smile and said: "Comrade Commander just told me on the phone that he was going to send us a mixed group to assist us. We stood our ground."
"A regiment!" Brisky's eyes almost fell to the ground. "Comrade Brigadier, may I ask, is this regiment a full regiment?" When he asked this question, his eyes were fixed on Sokov. , anxious to get the answers they want.
Unexpectedly, Sokov shook his head and replied: "Comrade Captain, I think you may be disappointed. There are only more than 400 people in this mixed group. They should be the remnants of division-level units that retreated to the rear to rest and reorganize."
The disappointed expression flashed across Briski's face, and he quickly regained his composure: "Comrade Brigadier, under the current circumstances, every soldier is precious. Don't say that the superiors sent us Of the four hundred men, even if we only send forty, our confidence in holding the position will be much greater than now."
A soldier hurried over and reported to Sokov: "Comrade Brigadier, there is a troop coming towards us, and the leader seems to be a political commissar."
"What, the team is led by the political commissar?" After hearing the soldier's report, Sokov couldn't help but be startled. According to his idea, Witkov sent a battalion over, maybe led by himself, maybe led by Captain Vanya. team, but never dreamed that the person leading the team was actually political commissar Belkin. In order to find out what was going on, he asked: "Comrade soldier, did you read that correctly?"
"That's right, Comrade Brigadier." The soldier said in a positive tone: "The political commissar often came to the camp to give us political propaganda. I may admit my mistakes to others, but the political commissar will never admit his mistakes."
After confirming that the commander leading the team was the political commissar Belkin, Sokov shook his head at Briski and said: "Let's go, Comrade Captain, let's go to meet the political commissar together and let the new troops take over your position as soon as possible." defense."
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