Burning Moscow

Now that I have the whereabouts of the squad, I will definitely report it to Vatutin, who is always concerned about this matter. When I got through to the front command, it was Major General Krayyukov, the newly appointed front military commissar.

When he heard that it was my voice, he immediately smiled and asked politely: "Hello, General Oshanina! May I ask you to call Comrade Commander, is there anything important?"

I don’t know if he knows that Vatutin sent a reconnaissance team to search the Amber Room, so he said anxiously: "Comrade Military Commissioner, can you let Comrade General answer the phone? I have very important things to ask him. report."

Hearing what I said, Kreinyukov said a little displeased: "Comrade Oshanina, the German army is launching an onslaught in the southwest of Kiev. Our 38th Army is almost unable to support it. Comrade Commander is mobilizing. Troops from other directions, go to meet the oncoming Germans. You can tell me anything important. I will tell the commander when he is free."

Although Kreinyukov's attitude is so unfriendly, I can't get angry at him. After all, he is my superior. It is a very serious behavior to commit a crime in the Soviet army. I am not willing to affect my future for this little thing. . I coughed vigorously, and then said vaguely: "Comrade Military Commissioner, please tell the commander that the squad is whereabouts. We have just received a telegram from them. The specific situation is waiting for the commander. In my free time, I will report to him."

"Squad, what squad?" Krainyukov asked confusedly: "Comrade Oshanina, what are you talking about, I am confused."

I opened my mouth and was hesitating whether to report the matter to him briefly, but Vatutin's voice came out unexpectedly in the receiver: "Hey, Oshanina, what did you just say? The team has news. Is it the squad of Major Trafkin?"

"Yes, Comrade General." When I heard Vatutin's voice, I guessed it was Vatutin who was listening to the military commissar mentioning the squad before grabbing the microphone into his hand and hearing him so concerned On this matter, I told him the telegram from Telaf’s blonde hair in detail.

As soon as I finished the report, I heard someone shouting by the side, it seemed that there was something urgent. Vatutin said to the side: "I'll go over at once." Then he told me, "Comrade Oshanina, I know about this. If Major Trafkin has the latest news, I will call immediately. Call me to report."

After I put down the phone, Kirilov immediately asked with concern: "Lida, what did Commander Vatutin say?"

"What can I say, of course, is to let us report it to him as soon as we have news." I shrugged and said helplessly: "However, we don't know that the telegram we received at night will say something. what."

Kirilov seemed to have confidence in Trafkin. He confidently said: "Lida, I believe that the telegram sent by the major in the evening will definitely bring us good news."

"I hope so, my comrade military commissioner." After saying this, I turned to Bezikov and said: "The Chief of Staff, in order to prevent the German counterattack against Zhitomir, the Front Army Command ordered us to immediately Strengthen the city’s defenses. I have ordered General Tavart Kiradze to transfer his headquarters to Zhitomir, where he can better command the troops."

"Comrade Commander," Kistyakov interrupted immediately after hearing what I said to Bezikov: "In order to strengthen Zhytomyr’s defenses, I suggest deploying at least one artillery regiment to the east of the city. In this way, our artillery can intercept and shoot enemy tanks and infantry when they are attacked by the Germans."

"I agree." I agreed without thinking about Kistyakov's whole proposal, and then said to Bezikov who was recording the order: "Chief of Staff, an artillery regiment may not have enough firepower. You give Bo General Fvsky called and asked him to send two more guards rocket battalions to hide in the forest area to the east of the city and prepare for all battles."

Since I thought that Trafkin would have intelligence to return at night, I stopped paying attention to the reconnaissance squad. Instead, I gave orders to the divisions to prepare for the German counterattack.

I'm not in a hurry about the reconnaissance team, but someone is anxious. Just after noon, Vatutin called. As soon as he heard my voice, he couldn't wait to ask: "Hey, Comrade Oshanina, do they have the latest information with them?"

"No, Comrade General. I don't have any latest information about them." I stared at the battle map in front of me and said absently: "If there is news, I will report it to you immediately."

Hearing what I said, Vatutin said disappointedly: "Well, then I will wait for your latest news."

I thought they would have to wait until after dark as soon as possible before Trafkin and the others would send a telegram. Unexpectedly, just in the evening, Lopukhov came over from the communication room next to him with a telegram and said with a smile: "Comrade Commander, I just received a telegram from the enemy from Major Travkin. "

"Show it to me quickly." I took the telegram in his hand and immediately leaned in front of my eyes and couldn't wait to browse it.

"Comrade Commander, what did the major say on the telegram?" Kistyakov asked with concern.

After I passed the phone call to Kistyakov, I said to Kirilov and Bezikov who were waiting anxiously: "The major said ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ they went through a day of reconnaissance. At last there was a harvest. There were a lot of covered trucks parked near the bank in the city. The major saw it and immediately recognized that several of them had been driven away from the base..."

"It's great, it's great." Before I could finish my words, Kirilov cheered: "Since the trucks are here, the artifacts we are looking for must be in the bank." He paused. After a while, he continued to ask, "By the way, did they see the wooden boxes in the Amber Room with their own eyes?"

Seeing Kirilov's gaffe, I smiled bitterly and said: "Comrade Military Commissioner, I haven't finished speaking yet. The major said that the military uniforms and documents prepared by the superiors for them were lost, and they were wearing them again. The uniforms of ordinary soldiers cannot approach the bank at all."

Hearing what I said, Kirilov sat down like a frustrated balloon and murmured: "Damn, if they don't want to get into the bank, how can they know if the Amber Room is inside?"

"Don't worry, Comrade Military Commissioner." Although I have no confidence in Trafkin and the others whether they can get into the bank, I still comfort Kirilov: "Since the majors can successfully parachute before the plane crash, they can also touch them smoothly. Entering Lutsk, I think they will always find a way to enter the bank to check whether the things we are going to leave are inside." (To be continued.)