Hearing the adjutant's cynicism, the captain felt blood rushing to his head. He took off the steel helmet on his head, threw it to the ground, and shouted to the soldiers on the left and right: "Brothers, follow me if you are not afraid of death. We must drive the enemy out of the hotel."
At this time, two black figures appeared at the other end of the corridor. The captain roared and rushed forward with a submachine gun. While shouting, he kept pulling the trigger. The dense bullets poured out and immediately knocked down the black figures. On the ground.
Seeing that the captain was taking the lead in the charge, the soldiers also rushed forward one after another, charging forward along the narrow corridor. If Sokov were here, he would definitely stop this suicidal charge. In such a dense formation in a narrow corridor, even if there is only one enemy at the other end of the corridor, firing with a submachine gun, the charge can be stopped. troops caused huge casualties.
The adjutant standing behind saw the soldiers launching a charge, but nodded with satisfaction, turned around and said to a soldier behind him: "Go and tell Comrade General that we have launched a counterattack against the enemy. At most In a few minutes, the battle will be over.”
After the soldier who reported the news left, another soldier following him quickly asked the adjutant: "Comrade adjutant, what should we do next?"
"Go to the basement," the adjutant said, "Send a message to Colonel Sokov and continue to inform him of the situation here."
The captain and the soldiers rushed to the lobby of the hotel. Several German soldiers who were clearing the obstacles at the door saw a group of Soviet commanders and soldiers rushing over. They quickly hid among the tables, chairs and benches and opened fire on the Soviet soldiers. Amidst the intensive gunfire, seven or eight soldiers who rushed out immediately fell down, and even the captain fell to the ground injured. Fortunately, a soldier who was following him dragged him to a safe area despite the heavy rain of bullets.
"Comrade Captain," the soldier asked anxiously after dragging the captain to a safe area, "What should we do?"
The captain thought that the enemy was hiding among the tables, chairs and benches. Even if he rushed out to shoot, he might not be able to hit the target. Gritting his teeth, he shouted loudly: "Grenade, blow them up."
Following the captain's shout, more than a dozen white-smoking grenades were thrown from the corridor where the soldiers were hiding towards the pile of tables, chairs and benches at the door. After a series of explosions, the German shooting stopped, and only two pig-killing screams could be heard. The captain waved his hand, and several soldiers immediately ran out with their waists bent. Soon, several gunshots were heard outside, and the screams of the German soldiers stopped abruptly.
After killing several German soldiers who tried to open the hotel door, a soldier ran back and reported to the captain: "Comrade Captain, the enemy at the door has been killed. What should we do next?"
"Where are the enemies outside the door?"
"No movement was heard. It must have been eliminated by our army's long-range firepower or by our comrades upstairs."
"You work in groups of three or five, search the rooms next to each other, and eliminate the remaining enemies on the first floor."
"But the enemy is wearing our uniform and holding the same weapons as us. How should we identify them?"
The soldier's words immediately stopped the captain. Now all the lights in the hotel were out, and the enemies who rushed into the building were hiding somewhere. Even if a search is launched, traces of the enemy may not be discovered immediately. On the contrary, the enemy is now in the dark. Once they find a search force approaching, they can fire first and cause greater casualties to their own men.
The adjutant who came to the basement ordered the telegraph operator he brought with him: "Send a telegram to Colonel Sokov and tell him that the enemy has rushed into the hotel and ask him to send troops for reinforcements immediately. Otherwise, if something unexpected happens to Comrade General, He will be court-martialed."
Sokov, who was staying at the headquarters, soon saw the telegram sent by the adjutant. The hotel where Zhukov was staying was attacked by the enemy. He was anxious and wanted to send large troops for reinforcements immediately. But he knew better that the enemies who were attacking now were wearing Soviet uniforms. Even if troops were sent to rush over for reinforcements, it would be difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy in the dark, and they might suffer more serious losses.
Therefore, after repeated thinking, he asked the radio operator to call back: "Tell the adjutant of Comrade General that we cannot send out troops before dawn to avoid unnecessary accidental injuries. Please find a way to rely on existing strength and persist until dawn." Until dawn."
"Asshole, this damn bastard, how dare you not save him." After the adjutant received Sokov's call back, he gritted his teeth and cursed: "Isn't he afraid that something might happen to Comrade General, and his own life would be in danger? ?”
"Comrade Adjutant," the female operator who had just handed the telegram to the Adjutant asked nervously, "Will the enemy rush into the basement?"
"Don't worry, comrade operator." The adjutant raised his hand and patted the female operator's shoulder gently twice, comforting her and saying, "I sent eight soldiers to guard the entrance to the basement. The Germans cannot rush in. of."
When the adjutant left the basement with the telegram, he said to the soldiers guarding the door: "Remember the code when I knock on the door. If the code is wrong, you must not open the door. Do you understand?"
"Understood, Comrade Adjutant." The sergeant leading the team replied: "We will definitely protect the communications team in the basement from harm."
The adjutant opened the door to the basement and had just taken a few steps towards the stairs when two black figures suddenly rushed out from beside him, held him at gunpoint and shouted in a low voice: "Don't move, raise your hands!"
"What are you doing?" the adjutant shouted sternly: "In this case, are you kidding me?"
Hearing the adjutant's voice, the muzzle of the gun on his back moved away, and then a voice apologized to him and said: "I'm sorry, comrade adjutant, the battle outside is basically over, but because the light is too dark, we cannot effectively attack him." To identify ourselves and the enemy, the captain ordered us to stay where we are and shoot immediately if we see any moving figures."
When the adjutant heard what the soldier said, he was suddenly startled into a cold sweat. He asked with some guilt: "Then why didn't you shoot at me?"
"Comrade Adjutant, I saw your figure familiar, so I asked my companion not to open the money." The soldier said with lingering fear: "But fortunately I didn't shoot, otherwise something big would have happened." In order to make up for his Being reckless, the soldier even offered, "Comrade Adjutant, let me accompany you upstairs."
"No need," the adjutant said, waving his hands, "I know the way."
"The captain has given an order to the soldiers guarding the stairs. Anyone who goes upstairs without providing a password can shoot directly." The soldier explained to the adjutant: "If you go upstairs rashly, they may shoot you. Shooting."
