Burning Moscow

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After leaving the building where Stalin’s office was located, I was in a very bad mood. I didn’t expect that I kindly offered him a suggestion for recruiting soldiers, but got this fate. It seems that the issue of prisoners of war is an untouchable issue for Stalin. Inverse scales.

Perhaps because of such a severe blow, my expression was so tranced that when I walked out of the palace gate, the officer on duty raised his hand to salute me, but I didn't even see it. Naturally, I couldn't even see the two doubtful glances he was standing behind me.

I walked through the Vasily **** and came to the big stone bridge, holding the stone fence with both hands, looking at the dark river under the bridge in a daze. Through this incident, I realized that before doing anything, I must first weigh my own weight. Regardless of how well I have been mixed up in the past or two years, Stalin also valued me very much, but if I want to influence the decision-making of the Supreme Commander himself, even if I have been mixed for a few years, I can’t live without this ability. I know this very well Well-known.

At this moment, I vaguely saw something floating in the turbulent river water, floating and sinking towards where I was. Because it was getting late, I couldn't see clearly, so I leaned out of the stone fence to see what happened.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, my arm was grabbed from both sides at the same time, and then a huge force led me to lean back. After a moment of panic, a terrifying thought suddenly popped up in my mind: It's over, it must have just offended Stalin, and he has sent someone to arrest me now.

It is precisely because of this realization that I only opened my mouth and shouted "Ah", then closed my mouth obediently. It's a dead word anyway, so why let the soldiers who arrested me read a joke.

Just when I was ready to see death as home, the person who grabbed me from the left and right released his hand, and at the same time an unfamiliar voice came from behind: "Comrade Commander, why are you doing this?"

I turned around and found two soldiers and a captain officer standing behind me. Judging from the position of the three, it was the two fighters who had just caught me, and the captain who spoke. Seeing that I had turned around, the captain said again: "Comrade Commander, why are you doing this? You are so young, what can't you think of."

What the captain said made me confused. I looked at him and asked in a puzzled way: "Comrade Captain, what are you talking about, why don't I understand at all?"

The captain pointed to the place where I just stood, and said with a complicated expression: "I saw that you were about to jump into the river just now, so let my soldiers hold you."

"Jumping into the river?" I was completely confused by the captain's words: "Why should I jump into the river?"

"Comrade Commander," the captain replied respectfully, "We came out to find you on the order of Comrade Boskrebeshev. When I was out of the palace, I heard the officer on duty say that you were looking at you in a trance. The big stone bridge is here. Just when I got here, I happened to see you leaning out under the bridge. I thought you were going to jump into the river, so the soldiers took you."

After listening to the captain’s explanation, I couldn’t help laughing or crying. I thought my nerves weren’t so fragile. Even if Stalin was angry, he didn’t plan to deal with me, so I ran and committed suicide. What is it, commit suicide in fear of sin? Thinking of this, I waved at the captain and said politely: "Comrade Captain, I'm fine, don't worry, I'll just walk around here, please keep busy."

Unexpectedly, after I finished speaking, the captain still stood still. Seeing this situation, I couldn't help asking curiously: "Comrade Captain, why are you still not leaving?"

"Comrade Commander," the captain replied politely, "we are ordered to take you back to the Kremlin."

Hearing what he said, my heart couldn't help sinking, and my heart said that it would not be Stalin who was going to settle accounts with me, otherwise, how could someone bring me back to the Kremlin? Thinking of this, I asked tentatively: "Comrade Captain, don't you know what is going to take me back to the Kremlin?"

The captain shook his head and replied: "I have received an order from Comrade Poskrebeshev. I have to take you back anyway. I don't know exactly what's going on."

With a sense of anxiety, I followed the captain back to the Kremlin. But instead of taking me to Stalin's office, he let me stay in a small house at the entrance, and he left with two soldiers.

There is only a small table and a bench with a backrest in the hut. There are a few soldiers' military coats hanging on the wall. It is estimated that the soldiers on duty will rest at night. Since the captain never returned, I was bored in the hut, so I went outside the door first. Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked to the door, I was stopped by a soldier. The other party said to me politely: "Comrade Commander, the Kremlin is a forbidden area. After dark, there is no special pass. You cannot walk around. Please go back to the house. Go inside."

When I returned to the house, my heart became restless. I walked back and forth in the room, thinking repeatedly, Boskrebeshev asked me to bring me back to the Kremlin. Was it Stalin's instruction or his own intention? Also, they let me stay in this hut, what do they plan to do with me?

Almost half an hour later, the captain reappeared at the door, he smiled at me, and then said in a polite tone: "Comrade Command, I am instructed to take you to Comrade Boskrebeshev’s office. ."

When I heard the captain say this, I felt a lot more at ease, because the captain was about to take me to Poskrebeshev’s office, not to the headquarters of the Ministry of Internal Affairs in Lubjanka. In this way, the possibility of me being sent to a military court is greatly reduced.

Under the guidance of the captain, I followed a familiar road to the outside of Poskrebeshev's office. Since the door was not closed, the captain stood at the door and said, "General Oshanina has arrived."

Then I heard Boskrebeshev’s familiar voice from the door: "Comrade Captain, please come in."

The captain turned his body halfway, and made a please gesture toward Chaomen: "Comrade Commander, please come in!"

As soon as I walked through the door, I saw Poskrebeshev coming out from behind the desk. While shaking hands with me, he said to the captain who was still standing outside the door: "Comrade Captain, there is nothing for you here. You can leave." As soon as his voice fell, I heard the sound of heels hitting behind my boots, followed by a sound of footsteps from near and far.

After the captain left, Poskrebeshev lowered his voice and said to me: "Comrade Oshanina, even if you are criticized by Comrade Stalin today, you can't help but want to throw it into the river!"

"No, Comrade Poskrebeshev, it's not like that." I even mistaken Poskrebeshev that I was standing on the big stone bridge because I couldn't think about it for a while, and I was about to throw myself into the river, so I quickly defended: "I was just standing on the big stone bridge thinking about things, just when I saw something floating in the river, because it was dark, I leaned out to see what it was, but I was misunderstood by the captain who was ordered to come to me."

It may be that my voice is a bit high because of my excitement. The phone on Poskrebeshev's desk rang. He picked it up and listened for a moment, and immediately replied: "Yes, Comrade Stalin, Comrade Oshanina is here with me. I understand, I will invite her in immediately."

After Boskrebeshev put down the phone, he kindly reminded me: "It is estimated that Comrade Stalin is still angry with you, so when you talk later, you must be more careful not to make him angry anymore."

"Understood." After eating, I was driven back from this office by Stalin a few hours ago. If I make similar mistakes again, I might as well actually jump into the river. After speaking, I hurried to the door, opened the door and walked in.

Stalin was walking in the middle of the room, and when he saw me entering, he stopped and turned his head to look at me. I hurried forward two steps, came to him and stood at attention, standing upright and reporting loudly: "Comrade Stalin, Army General Oshanina was ordered to come and report to you..."

"Sit down!" Before I could finish, Stalin pointed to the empty chair beside the conference table and said to me.

"Thank you!" I quickly found a chair closest to Stalin and sat down, and then respectfully asked: "Comrade Stalin, I don't know if you are looking for me. Do you have any important instructions?"

After Stalin stared at me for a while, the expression on his face became serious. After he snorted heavily, he asked straightforwardly: "Lida, I just heard that you feel you have been wronged, and you can't think about it for a while. I went to the big stone bridge and prepared to throw myself into the river. Fortunately, soldiers sent by Bos Klebeshev rescued you. Is there such a thing?"

When I heard these words of Stalin, I felt like crying without tears. I just lay on the bridge railing and looked under the bridge. I was told that I was about to throw myself into the river. I really jumped into the Volga River. I can't clean it. I quickly stood up and defended against Stalin who was standing in front of me: "Comrade Stalin, I did not want to commit suicide. Really, I did not want to commit suicide." So, like Xianglin's wife, I treated myself to Poskerle. What Beshev had said, repeated to him again.

But Stalin didn't seem to care about this. He waved his hand and said disapprovingly: "Well, Lida, since you said you didn't want to commit suicide, we won't talk about it." After that, he left. He returned to his desk, picked up the cigarette case placed on it, took out two cigarettes from it, crushed them with his fingers, and put the tobacco into the pipe.

After finishing all this, he bypassed the desk, sat behind the table, slowly lit the pipe, and then asked again: "Lida, I want to know, you really think you should Are all the rescued prisoners of war incorporated into the army?"

I was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered the scene that happened a few hours ago, and quickly said cautiously: "Comrade Stalin, although I think that all the prisoners of war will be put into the army, one is to relieve the problem of our shortage of soldiers, and the other is to do it. Maintain the existing combat effectiveness of our army. However, it is up to you to decide whether this matter is feasible."

"Lida, you are really as cunning as a rabbit!" Stalin nodded at me with his hand holding a cigarette butt, and then said, "Are you worried that I will get angry again and drive you out of here?"

I didn't know how to answer Stalin's question, so I had to adopt the dumbest way and smirked at him twice.

After Stalin took a cigarette, he stood up and walked around the table towards me. He raised his hand and pressed it down, motioned me to sit down, and then continued: "Lida, I want to ask you, do you know how many commanders and fighters we were captured by the Germans in the war?"

Although I know in my heart that there are more than five hundred and nearly six million people, I can only pretend to say: "Comrade Stalin, I am not sure about this. You must know that these numbers are absolutely confidential. But I guess, fifty or sixty. There are always ten thousand people."

"Five to six hundred thousand?!" Stalin snorted heavily when he heard me say this, and then said: "When Kiev fell, there were more than this number of captured personnel in our army. Plus Uman and Harco. In places like Russia, Smolensk, and Vyazma, the number of our troops captured is at least five million."

"Ah, there are so many?" Hearing this unadulterated figure, I pretended to be surprised: "Comrade Stalin, if we are recovering lost ground, rescue such a huge number of prisoners from the German prisoners of war camp. What should I do when I come out?"

"What else can I do?" Stalin said angrily: "These are traitors of the motherland. They must all be exiled to Siberia, where they can use their heavy labor to atone for their crimes."

I saw Stalin hated those captured commanders and fighters, and knew in my heart that it was almost impossible to change his deep-rooted thoughts ~www.wuxiaspot.com~. But when I thought that if he was allowed to remain so stubborn, he would be like real history. There were millions of prisoners of war who had been rescued and died in Siberia or the Gulag concentration camp. Thinking of this, I decided to take another risk.

I stood up, looked at Stalin who was walking around the room, and said tactfully: "Comrade Stalin, please pardon me. According to the information I have obtained, the rebellious General Vlasov is gathering inconsistencies in various concentration camps. We are ready to form a new army to cooperate with the German army to fight against us."

Stalin listened to the footsteps, looked at me and asked, "Lida, what do you want to explain to me?"

"Comrade Stalin," in order to understand the lives of millions of people, I must try to persuade Stalin. But the prerequisite is to protect myself first, so I asked in a tentative tone: "If Vlasov really organized an army of tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, to cooperate with the German army in confrontation with us, It may have an adverse effect on our next combat operations."

"So you plan to put the rescued prisoners of war into the army, so that those commanders who are still on the sidelines, seem to have a glimmer of hope." Stalin's mind is very good. Before I finished speaking, he guessed me. What Xiang said next, "In this way, even if Vlasov tricks our captured commanders in a prisoner of war camp, the effect will be very limited."

"Yes, Comrade Stalin." As soon as Stalin finished speaking, I immediately flattered and said: "What you said is really correct, and the actual situation is exactly the same as what you said. Your decision will affect the next battle. Have an important impact."

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