Burning Moscow

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The soldier quickly finished the call, walked back to me, looked at me with a vigilant look and asked, "I'm sorry, Comrade Commander, I just called and asked, and the duty room said I didn't know about it."

"What, I don't know about this?" When I heard the soldier say that, I couldn't help but feel a little dumbfounded. I thought that there was Antonov's signature on the telegram. Did I receive a fake telegram?

The guard platoon leader behind me stepped forward and asked the soldier loudly, "Comrade soldier, where is your star-serving officer?"

The soldier glanced at the guard platoon leader with a scornful look, and said coldly: "No one can enter the General Staff without a pass and no one to greet him."

"You..." Seeing that the soldier despised himself so much, the guard platoon leader couldn't help being a little annoyed. He leaned forward slightly and planned to rush over to teach him. I knew in my heart that if we had a fight at the gate of the General Staff, even if we were right, there would be nothing to eat, so I quickly stopped my guard platoon leader, tried to restrain my emotions, and asked the soldier: "Comrade soldier. , Please call your star-serving officer over, I have something to say to him."

Seeing my kind attitude, the soldier's grip on the handle of the gun was released. He turned to another young soldier and said, "Go and invite the major. He should have finished lunch by this time."

I took the guard platoon leader to the jeep parked across the road, and whispered to him: "Comrade Lieutenant, this is the seat of the General Staff of the Red Army. Don't be reckless. Even if the soldiers on duty appear unfriendly. Keep calm when you act, understand?"

After listening to what I said, the platoon leader looked at the soldier opposite with a vicious look, and said unwillingly: "Comrade Commander, shouldn't we just forget it."

I glanced at the soldier standing straight at the gate, and said casually: "The guard soldier did the right thing, and he is also doing his duty."

After waiting by the car for a while, I saw a major, accompanied by young soldiers, appearing at the door. The soldier who didn't let us in stepped forward to report to him, and pointed at where we were. The major looked in the direction of the soldier’s fingers. After seeing us standing next to the car, a look of astonishment appeared on his face. He ran to me like flying, and after saluting me, he raised his hand to salute me in accordance with the regulations. Reported his military rank and name, and finally asked: "General Oshanina, please forgive me, I just left temporarily when something happened."

"Do you know me?" I was very curious when I heard the major call out my name directly. After I looked him up and down, I couldn't remember where I saw him. Before he could answer, I went on to say, "Comrade Major, I was ordered to report to the General Staff. Can I go in?"

"Comrade General, when I accompanied Marshal Vasilevsky to the front line, I saw you from a distance." After briefly explaining why he recognized me, the major asked with a serious expression: "I can Ask, who did you recruit from?"

"General Antonov." Looking at the major, I replied blankly: "I came to the General Staff to report on the order of General Antonov, the deputy chief of staff."

"It turned out to be like this." After hearing my answer, the major smiled, "Comrade General, you have come to the wrong place. No wonder my subordinates can't find out who called you."

"What's going on?" I was confused by what the major said, and I asked, confused, "Isn't this the General Staff Headquarters?"

"Yes, Comrade General, this is indeed the seat of the General Staff." The major replied with a smile on his face. "But there is also an office of the General Staff in the Kremlin. Marshal Vasilevsky is usually there. He presided over the work. But since he was wounded, General Antonov, the deputy chief of staff, has been in charge. And here," he waved his head towards the red building in the courtyard across the street and continued, "Now here General Ivanov, the deputy chief of staff, is in charge."

After the major finished speaking, I asked tentatively: "Comrade Major, that is to say, I have to go to the Kremlin to find General Antonov?"

"Yes, it's like this." The major said with a smile: "I will call and notify the other side so that when you pass by, you won't be stopped again."

"Thank you, comrade major." After thanking the major, I turned and ordered the platoon leader of the guard standing aside: "Major, let the soldiers get in the car, and we will rush to the Kremlin immediately."

The jeep and two trucks followed the road along the Moskva River and came to the vicinity of St. Basil’s Church. They were blocked by a checkpoint on the **** of Basil. A lieutenant with a submachine gun hung on his chest walked out of the checkpoint composed of sandbags and wooden rails, came to our car, and asked loudly: "Which part of you are you, what's the matter here? "

I hurriedly pushed the car door, leaned out half of my body, and said to the lieutenant: "Comrade Lieutenant, I came back from the front line, and I want to see General Antonov, the deputy chief of staff."

"Is it General Oshanina?" Before the lieutenant could reply, I saw a captain in a military coat ran out from behind a pile of sandbags. He came to my car and stopped and started to report. Said: "I am here to greet you on the order of the Deputy Chief of Staff."

"Where is General Antonov?" I asked the captain as soon as I got off the car ~www.wuxiaspot.com~The deputy chief of staff was in the office of the Supreme Commander. The captain hurriedly reported to me respectfully: "I will take you to the General Staff Office. "

I nodded and said calmly to the captain: "Captain, take me to the office."

The captain hurriedly agreed, turned and walked up the slope, leading me in front. I had just walked two steps, but I was stopped by the lieutenant again. He stretched out his hand to me and said dryly: "Comrade General, please show your credentials!"

After two more inspections, I finally passed the Kremlin gate and successfully came to the gate of the General Staff Office. The captain stopped and said to me politely: "Comrade General, the Deputy Chief of Staff and the Supreme Commander himself may not have finished the conversation. You can wait here for a while now." Then, he raised his hand and pushed away the two. A closed wooden door.

I walked into the office and saw that besides desk lamps and telephones, the office facing the door was full of various documents. As I was looking at the layout of the room, I suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Lida, you are here!"

I was taken aback by the sudden sound. I instinctively turned my head and looked in the direction of the sound. I saw Zhukov sitting at a conference table covered in green, half-turned, with one hand resting on the chair. On his back, staring at me intently.

After a moment of doubt, I strode towards Zhukov. After standing in front of him, I raised my hand and saluted: "Hello, Comrade Marshal, I am glad to see you here!"

Zhukov stood up, stretched out his hand and shook my hand, and then slowly said: "Lida, welcome to Moscow, I have been waiting for you here."

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