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Chapter 337 Massive Supplies

Andrei, who was standing outside the mill, saw Chuikov hurriedly walking out of the mill. He quickly stood at attention and raised his hands to salute him.

Chuikov did not return the salute, but walked directly in front of Andre and asked nervously: "Comrade Captain, did you really find a hidden warehouse on the way here?"

"Yes, Comrade General." Andre glanced at Sokov who was standing behind Chuikov. After getting the other party's nod, he reported to Chuikov: "The area of ​​that hill is not small, and there are two sides on both sides.

There is a circular dirt road, which should be a road made by trucks frequently transporting supplies."

"Comrade Captain, do you remember where you are?" Chuikov asked next.

"Remember," Andrei almost laughed out loud when he heard Chuikov's question. He thought to himself, "I don't have Alzheimer's disease. How could I forget the place I just discovered a few hours ago so quickly?" But he still pretended.

He replied seriously: "I remember the detailed route."

"Take us there now." After Chuikov ordered Andrei, he turned to Klimov and said: "Get the jeep ready immediately, we have to go outside."

Soon, two jeeps drove over from a short distance away and stopped seven or eight meters away from Chuikov. Klimov got out of the first car and reported to Chuikov: "Comrade Commander, the car has already arrived."

Get ready."

"Comrade Captain," Chuikov said to Andrei: "You and my adjutant Klimov will take the first car and lead the way. And you, Comrade Chief of Staff, will follow me and take the second car."

"Comrade General," seeing Chuikov eager to get into the car, Sokov quickly stopped him and said to him: "I think we should bring the troops with us. If there are really weapons, ammunition, and food we need in the warehouse,

If there are various supplies, we can also move them immediately."

"This is a good idea." After Chuikov waited for Sokov to finish speaking, he shouted to Andrei who had just got into the car: "Comrade Captain, bring your troops with you. Maybe they will help you later."

Moving things around."

The jeep that Andrei and Klimov were riding in started first. When it passed the location of the Third Battalion, the car stopped. Andrei pushed the door open and yelled at the troops for a while. But when the jeep restarted, it stayed on standby.

The troops turned around and walked towards the direction they came from.

Since Chuikov was eager to see the warehouse, the two jeeps could not keep up with the infantry. Less than ten minutes later, Chuikov, who was sitting in the second car, saw the car in front of him leaving the road and heading not far away.

They drove past a hill. Chuikov quickly raised his hand and patted the driver's shoulder twice, and ordered: "Follow."

Along the simple dirt road, we drove to the back of the hill. At the end of the road, there were two tall iron doors tightly closed. There were sandbag fortifications on the left and right of the door, both equipped with a light machine gun. The machine gunners were vigilant.

Observing the surroundings, I saw two jeeps approaching. A sergeant rushed to the front of the car, stretched out his hand to stop it, and said loudly: "Stop!"

As soon as the car stopped, the sergeant walked to the car and said loudly to Andre who was sitting inside: "This is an important military area, and no idlers are allowed to break in." As soon as he finished speaking, he recognized it immediately.

Looking at Andre who was sitting in the co-pilot, he couldn't help but said with some surprise, "Is it you, Comrade Captain?"

"That's right, Comrade Sergeant." Andre looked at the Sergeant outside the car and said with a smile, "I'm back again."

The sergeant said with a straight face: "Comrade Captain, I just told you that this is a warehouse directly under the jurisdiction of the National Defense Commission. No one can enter without a special pass."

The car Chuikov was riding in stopped next to the first car. He opened the door and got out, walked straight to the sergeant, and said to him: "Comrade Sergeant, I am Lieutenant General Chuikov, commander of the 64th Group Army.

,Due to the shortage of weapons, ammunition and various supplies in my army, I would like to requisition the supplies in this warehouse."

"I'm sorry, Comrade General." Although he was facing a general who was much higher than him, the sergeant still said without changing his expression: "No one can enter the warehouse without an order from the National Defense Commission."

"Comrade Sergeant," Sokov also walked up to the sergeant and said to him seriously: "Don't you know that the German vanguard has arrived nearby? Do you want to keep all these supplies intact?"

Will the land be handed over to the Germans?”

"What, the Germans are already nearby?" After hearing what Sokov said, the sergeant replied in a panic: "I'm sorry, Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, I'm not sure. Our walkie-talkie is broken and we can't get in touch with our superiors."

"Today's situation is very chaotic," Sokov knew very well. If he wanted to open the warehouse, he must first convince the sergeant in charge. As for forcibly disarming them, he then ordered the troops to break the door lock and rush in to move the supplies.

Those are all methods that can only be used under forced circumstances. Sokov still felt that he should be polite before fighting: "Maybe your superiors have forgotten your small unit a long time ago."

Hearing what Sokov said, the sergeant couldn't help but feel confused. He looked at Sokov and asked: "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, what should we do?"

"What else can we do?" Sokov pointed to the large iron door not far away and said to the sergeant: "Let us break the lock and take out all the weapons, ammunition and supplies inside. As long as we can repel

Even if your superiors want to trace the whereabouts of this batch of supplies due to the German attack in the future, we will help you explain it."

Perhaps it was the news that the Germans were about to arrive here, or maybe it was Sokov's statement that he would help them explain to their superiors, which made the sergeant shaken. He stood there and hesitated for a long time, then turned around and ordered the soldiers standing at the door: "

Open the warehouse door immediately."

The door of the warehouse opened. After Sokov saw the materials stacked inside, he felt that he had come to the right place. The underground warehouse covering an area of ​​20,000 to 30,000 square meters was filled with a huge amount of materials, especially the southern cluster.

All the weapons, ammunition, food and various supplies that the troops urgently need are available here. What's even more gratifying is that there are six 76.2 mm cannons and matching ammunition.

For Sokov, there is no need for anything else, but these six cannons are a good thing. With these artillery pieces, they can be used to bombard the charging German soldiers when holding Mamayev Heights. Think of this

, Sokov pulled Andre aside and whispered: "Comrade Captain, I give you a difficult task. You must do everything you can to get these six cannons back to Mamaev Hill.

If there is one missing, you are the only one I can ask."

"Comrade Brigadier," Andrei glanced at Chuikov who was standing not far away, and asked with some worry: "If General Chuikov finds out that we quietly moved the cannons from the warehouse, will he blame you?"

"What's so scary?" In order to be able to defend Mamayev Heights in the future, Sokov decided to be shameless for once and said carelessly: "You can arrange for manpower to pull the artillery away. If General Chuikov blames me, I won't do it at worst."

Chief of Staff."

Seeing that Sokov had already risked his life, Andrei no longer hesitated. He assured Sokov: "Comrade Brigadier, don't worry. When you return to Mamayev Heights, if these six artillery pieces

If one screw is missing, you can twist off my head and use it as a ball."

"Get out!" Sokov raised his leg and lightly kicked Andre on the waist, and scolded with a smile: "What do I want to do with your head? I just want a cannon."


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