The New Third Regiment, which was supposed to arrive at Kuban in the middle of the night, did not reach the designated position within the specified time. Seeing that the New Third Regiment had not arrived for a long time, I was dissatisfied with Major Godunov and directly ordered Lieutenant Colonel Ilya, Chief of Staff: "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, go and send a telegram to Major Godunov and ask where his New Third Regiment has been and why hasn't he arrived in Kuban yet?"

Ilya was ordered to contact Godunov. After a while, he returned to the command center and handed me a telegram, and reported: "Reporting to the commander of the army, Major Godunov said in his reply that his troops had just left the 'landing field' and were besieged by the superior German army. The troops could only fight and retreat and re-enter the original position. The current situation is that the enemy cannot attack, and they cannot get out."

Although Ilya had reported the contents of the telegram to me, I still took the telegram in front of me and read it carefully several times. Finally, I handed the telegram to Bantaileev who was walking over and said regretfully: "Comrade Commander, according to Major Godunov's telegram, the New Third Regiment may not be able to participate in the battle to capture Zaporosh."

Bantaileev took the telegram and looked at it, handed it to Obestan, and then asked in a tentative tone: "Comrade Commander, can Lieutenant Colonel Kosga's Third Regiment be built?"

The safety of the logistics supply line is related to the life and death of our 79th Infantry Army, so I immediately denied Bantaileev's rash proposal: "≡∮Sorry, Bantaileev Division Commander, in order to ensure the logistics supply line of our army, Lieutenant Colonel Kosgar's third regiment cannot be transferred at will."

Although my answer was expected by Bantai Leev, when he heard me replying to him, he still showed a disappointed expression on his face. He was silent for a moment. He murmured to himself: "At present, only Lieutenant Colonel Szejrikov's regiment, Lieutenant Colonel Oleg's regiment and Lieutenant Colonel Geidal's regiment. After days of fierce fighting and division of troops, the total strength of these three regiments is less than 5,000. If we want to capture Zaporosh with such strength, I think this is almost an impossible task."

"Old guy, don't worry." Seeing Bantailayev's loss, Kirillov stood up in time to comfort him: "Even if Lieutenant Colonel Koska's third regiment and Major Godunov's new third regiment cannot be built, you can still get the cooperation of Gurdiev's division. In addition to the tank brigade and artillery regiment, I believe there should be no problem in seizing Zaporosh."

After Bandaiev finished speaking, he said bitterly: "Thank you, Comrade Political Commissar. I also hope that after receiving the cooperation of the 308th Division, I can successfully seize Zaporosh and destroy the German command system."

When it was almost dawn, an observation center on the western position called and said that two scouts had returned to the city and brought back a German prisoner. After hearing the good news, Elia, who answered the phone, happily shouted at the microphone: "Great. This is great. I order you now to ask the scouts to bring the prisoners to our command center immediately."

He put down the phone and reported to me loudly: "Comrade Commander, just reported to the Observatory that our two scouts had returned from behind the enemy and had successfully brought back a German prisoner. I have ordered the scouts to send the prisoners directly to the command center."

"Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, you did the right thing." After I praised him politely, I ordered: "You go and bring the scouts and prisoners here."

After Ilia left, I specifically said to Bantaileev: "Comrade Commander, this is your command center. You and Political Commissar Obestan will be responsible for the interrogation of German prisoners later. Comrade Kirillov and I sat next to us and listened. By the way, you can call Lieutenant Gretka who came with me. It is most appropriate to have him serve as the translator for the interrogation later."

About five or six minutes later, Ilia came in with a scout. I looked carefully at the scout behind Ilia and found that he was an acquaintance, Sergeant Adil who had performed several reconnaissance missions when we went north to welcome the Don River Front.

After Sergeant Adil saluted me, I nodded to him slightly and greeted him enthusiastically, "Hello, Sergeant Adil, I didn't expect that we would meet again here."

Sergeant Adil said excitedly when I could recognize myself at a glance: "Comrade Commander... No, it should be Comrade Commander. Do you still remember me?"

"Of course I remember." I continued to say with a smile: "When I led my troops north to pick up the Don River Front, you had performed several dangerous reconnaissance missions and were injured." Speaking of this, I directed the topic to the German prisoners, "By the way, comrade Sergeant, tell us, how did you capture this German?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as I said something, Sergeant Adil showed a painful expression on his face. His reaction scared me and quickly asked him what had happened. After my repeated questions, he said in a heavy tone: "Report to Comrade Commander, when we were performing reconnaissance near the airport, we found a German three-wheeled motorcycle with a German officer on the car. They drove along the simple road towards the airport. The reconnaissance captain decisively ordered us to attack and intercept.

Unexpectedly, although there were only three Germans in the car, they acted extremely tenaciously. They hid behind the motorcycle and shot at us. When they saw us rushing from several directions, one of the soldiers began to burn the documents they carried at any time. When we paid the price of five or six soldiers' sacrifice, we captured the German officer alive. Only then did we find that in the middle of the burned objects that the German army had carried at any time, in addition to the documents they carried at any time, were also their documents.

Before we could take out any useful information from the Germans, the airport defenders who heard the gunshot rushed up quickly in an armored vehicle. After the captain asked someone to throw the prisoners into the standby, he told me and another scout to take the prisoners back to Cuban, and the rest would go with him to block the German troops rushing up."

Sergeant Adil was interrupted at this point, and Kirillov asked with concern: "Comrade Sergeant, what about it later? Have your captain and other soldiers withdrawn?"

Hearing Kirillov's question, Adil shook his head and said with a sob: "We both drove a motorcycle and drove towards Cuban as fast as possible. After only a while of gunfire behind, we stopped completely. I guess the captain and other scouts were killed. There were twenty-four people in our reconnaissance team, but in the end, we were the only two of us left to come back."

Kirillov raised his hand and patted his shoulder, comforting him: "Comrade Sergeant, your comrades will not die in vain, we will avenge them. Now, you go out and bring the German prisoners here first. We must know something useful from his mouth."

When the German prisoners were taken into the command post, from his black uniform, I knew that he was not an ordinary Wehrmacht officer, but a SS officer, who should be able to ask something useful from his mouth.

The interrogation of German prisoners was carried out in Bantaileev's division command. The interrogation was conducted by Bantaileev and Obestan. They sat side by side at the wooden table, facing the SS prisoner standing in the middle of the room and guarded by two fully armed soldiers. Lieutenant Gretka, who was temporarily found from the military headquarters, sat on the side of the two, playing the role of translator. Kirillov and I sat on two backrest chairs by the wall, quietly watching the entire interrogation process.

"Your name, position and military rank?" Bantaileev asked coldly.

Second Lieutenant Gretka translated this sentence in time, but unexpectedly the prisoner just snorted coldly after hearing this. Gretka might have thought the other party had not heard it clearly, so he repeated the words just now. This time, the prisoner responded and shouted loudly at Gretka. After hearing what he said, Gretka suddenly turned red.

I was curious about what the prisoner said, which would make Gretka red, so I turned sideways and asked Kirillov in a low voice: "Comrade Political Commissar, do you understand what the prisoner said?"

Kirillov nodded and said to me in a low voice: "The prisoner called Gretka a traitor, a traitor to the motherland, and a damn Judas. He betrayed the great German Empire and would not have any good ending in the future."

After listening to Kirillov's translation, I couldn't help laughing, thinking that no wonder the expression on Gretka's face was so ugly. It turned out that this prisoner was scolding people too fiercely. I looked at the captain's epaulette carefully and found that he was a squadron leader of the third-level commando, which was equivalent to a second lieutenant in the National Defense Forces.

"Bang!" Seeing the German prisoners so arrogant, Bantaileev slapped the table in anger, raised his voice and continued to ask: "Speak your name, military rank and the position you hold in the army."

Unexpectedly, the SS squadron leader was quite stubborn and still ignored Gretka's translation, just sneered at Leyev and others.

Bantaileev was so angry that he trembled all over when the prisoners were not cooperating with him, and his hands trembled. I watched this scene calmly from the side, wondering in my heart if I hadn't sat next to him, would Bantaileev ask someone to come in and drag the SS prisoner out and shoot him.

Bantaileev repeated the initial question several times, but the prisoners still looked ignorant. Seeing that Bantaileev was on the verge of storm, I felt that it was time to play, at least to save Bantaileev. Thinking of this, I stood up and slowly walked to the prisoner and stopped. After looking him up and down, I had to admit in my heart that the Aryan bloodline was good, and almost all men were handsome men.

Seeing me looking at myself, the captain also turned his eyes to me. When his eyes swept over my collar, the disdainful expression immediately restrained, and then straightened his body and said a few words to me respectfully.

Although I learned German for a few days with the German-knowledge commanders and fighters, I really couldn't understand this very fast German. So I had to turn my attention to Major Gretka behind me.

The second lieutenant noticed him, stood up and straightened his body to report to me, "Comrade Commander, is he asking if you are General Oshanina? He said that he had heard of your name for a long time, and you are one of the commanders he admires the most."

"Yes, Mr. Captain of the Third Level Commando." Since the other party recognized me, I did not hide my identity anymore: "I am Major General Oshanina, the commander of the 79th Infantry Army of the Soviet Red Army. Can you tell me your name, rank and position?"

The captive hesitated for a moment, then answered loudly, and Gretka promptly interpreted simultaneously: "Genius General, my name is Shumidt, the squadron leader of the third-level SS commando, and the communications consultant of the 'Skeleton' armored infantry division."

After learning about his identity, I was secretly happy. I didn't expect that this kid was actually a communications officer of the SS. He would definitely get a lot of useful information from his mouth. As soon as he finished speaking, I immediately asked, "Tell me, Lord Commando Squadron Captain, what did you do to finish the airport?"

I also knew that I would not get any answers when I asked this. As expected, Schmidt looked at me without saying a word, without any intention of answering me.

Seeing his expression, I knew in my heart that it would be harder to get useful information from his mouth according to the conventional interrogation method than to reach the sky, so I had to go to an alternative way to achieve the desired effect.

I stood there and pondered for a moment, and then asked Schmidt with a smile: "Sir 3rd-level commando squadron leader, have you seen Hitler's "My Struggle"?"

When I heard this question, not only Gretka, who was the translator, was stunned, but even Banteleev and Obestan, who were serving as interrogation, were shocked. I guess no one would have thought I would ask this. In fact, this is also a skill of judgment. If you ask any questions directly, you might be perfunctory. Now I deliberately put the topic into a place that is out of touch with each other to distract the captains, so that we can have the opportunity to know some of the situations we want to know from his mouth.

After hearing my question, Schmidt nodded vigorously: "Is this a matter of right? General? Almost all children who are literate in our country have read this book."

"Very good!" Seeing that Schmidt's attention was attracted by me, I thought to myself, and then continued: "Hitler is a very amazing person. It took him only a few more than ten years to allow Germany to grow from a defeated country to a world power. Are you right, Your Excellency the Captain of the Third-level Commando?"

Schmidt was obviously confused by my wildly erotic questions. When he heard me ask him, he nodded vigorously, and at the same time he showed a confused expression on his face. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!

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