Burning Moscow

After entering the office, Beria first greeted me to sit down, and then curiously asked me the reason for the dispute with the officer on duty. After I repeated the matter briefly, I directly explained my intention.

After hearing my explanation, Beria did not immediately reply to me. Instead, he walked back and forth in the room with one hand on his hips and one hand on his chin, seeming to be thinking about how to arrange manpower to cooperate with my actions.

I carefully looked at this middle-aged man, who has made countless people talk about it, and found that the chairman of the People’s Committee, both inside and outside, looks very kind. If I meet him on the street, I might think of him as someone from a middle school. teacher. When I think of his identity, I can't help but think of Jin Yiwei. His current position is equivalent to Jin Yiwei commander. Although the two belong to different countries, the previous responsible persons did not get a good death, but they are the same.

Beria stopped, looked at me and said: "Comrade Oshanina, Comrade Stalin personally explained the reorganization of troops in Uman. We must treat it with caution. Let me let Comrade Lunev accompany you. Go ahead."

"Lunev?" I heard the strange name and asked instinctively: "What does he do?"

"Comrade Lunev is the newly appointed Deputy Minister of the Interior and Director of the War Bureau. Before the war, he had been working in Ukraine. It is most appropriate for him to accompany you to Uman." After that, he did not wait for me to make a decision. In response, he walked to the desk, picked up the phone, dialed a number, and said into the microphone, "Hello, Comrade Runev? This is Beria. If you are okay now, come to my office. , I have important work that needs your cooperation."

A few minutes later, the door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and a middle-aged man with a short stature and a thin face appeared at the door, wearing military civilian clothes. After taking a look in the room, he walked straight to Beria and said: "Comrade Beria, I am here, do you have any instructions?"

Beria shook hands with the visitor, pointed at where I was, and said, "Comrade Lunev, I will introduce you. This is General Oshanina. She has just been appointed by Comrade Stalin. As a representative of the base camp, go to Uman for a special mission. I plan to let you go with her."

After listening to Beria's introduction, Lunev walked over to hold my hand and said politely: "Hello, General Oshanina, I am Lunev, I am very happy to be with you on the mission. "

After shaking hands with Runev, I exchanged a few words, then turned to ask Beria, "Comrade Beria, I don't know when we can leave?"

Beria raised his hand and looked at his watch, and then said to me: "It will take time to mobilize troops. I think you should leave tomorrow."

"Comrade People's Committee," Lunev couldn't wait to say as soon as Beria said: "I think since it is a task from the base camp, we should set off as soon as possible and strive to complete the higher-level tasks as soon as possible."

Beria smiled faintly, then cast his gaze on me, and asked kindly: "Comrade Oshanina, I want to hear what you mean, do I leave overnight or wait until tomorrow?"

"Comrade Beria," I asked tentatively, "I don't know how many troops you plan to deploy to accompany us to Uman?"

"I plan to transfer a battalion from the internal affairs force and accompany you." Beria said apologetically to me: "It's a bit too late now. It will take a little longer to assemble the troops."

"I don't need that many troops." I know that Beria has mobilized so many troops for us because of the importance of this matter, but it is really unnecessary. We are only going to carry out the task of reorganizing the troops, not to fight. Bringing too many troops is a bit superfluous. So I smiled and said to him: "Comrade Beria, at most one company is enough."

"Okay," Beria replied with kindness, hearing me say this, and immediately agreed, "I will call Lubyanka and ask them to transfer a company from the internal affairs force to the train station to meet you. ."

Ten minutes later, Lunev and I boarded a black GAZ car and headed to the railway station.

On the way, Lunev may have deliberately asked for something to enliven the atmosphere: "General Oshanina, have you ever dealt with the internal affairs forces before?"

"Yes, Comrade Lunev." I smiled at him and replied: "I have dealt with the internal affairs forces many times before, and there is even a guard company which is composed entirely of internal affairs forces."

Hearing my answer, Lunev was a little surprised: "Oh, you actually have a guard company made up of internal forces. This is really surprising. By the way, many people are biased against us and don’t know you. What do you think?"

This question of Lunev made me difficult. I frowned and thought for a long time, and then said euphemistically: "Comrade Lunev, how do you say this, the internal forces and the field forces have their own strengths. When it comes to fighting, the internal forces It’s worse; and when it comes to vigilance and resilience, the internal affairs troops are undoubtedly the strongest. As far as I know, in the early morning of the war, when the ordinary border troops were still running around in the German artillery fire, the internal affairs The comrades of the army were fully armed, pulled heavy machine guns into the defensive position, ready to resist the German assault launched after the shelling ended."

Hearing me talking about the advantages of the internal affairs forces, Lunev's face showed an unconcealable smile. He went on to say: "As a part of the Soviet armed forces, our internal affairs forces undertake the mission of defending national facilities and fulfilling other combat duties that the Soviet Ministry of Internal Affairs should undertake."

After meeting with the internal affairs troops of the company transferred from Beria at the station, we boarded the train to Uman.

Although I knew Lunev for a short time, I soon discovered that he was a very cautious person. When the train started, he got up and walked to the door of the box, opened the door to look outside, and closed the door when he saw that there was no one. Walking back to the window, he poked his head and checked the outside again, and made sure that there were no ears on the partition wall. He closed the window and asked me tentatively: "General Oshanina, can you tell me now that we go to Uman to execute What task?"

"Yes, Comrade Lunev, our mission this time is..." Since Lunev is working with me, I will tell him sooner or later what task I am going to perform, so he nodded and sent us Uman. The mission of the trip told him.

After hearing what I said, Lunev couldn’t help frowning. It took a long time before he said: "General Oshanina, I know about the Uman prison camp. According to our plan, they will be in two days. It was loaded on the train and transported to Siberia to go to the Gulag concentration camp to undergo transformation."

After listening to Lunev's words, I couldn't help but breathe in an air-condition, and said that I was very dangerous. If I convince Stalin a day or two later, maybe more than 20,000 soldiers will be sent to Siberia. However, for the sake of safety, I also specifically asked: "Comrade Lunev, I don't know who is responsible for transporting them to the rear to work?"

"Who else can it be?" Lunev shrugged, spreading his hands and said: "Our combat bureau has always been responsible for sending prisoners of war."

"Do you need to inform Uman not to send prisoners of war for the time being?" I thought that since I saw Lunev, I haven't seen him communicate with the outside world, so my heart became a little irritable again.

Lunev stood up and said to me: "Although Comrade Beria may have notified Uman, for the sake of safety, I personally call Uman and ask them to cancel the task of transferring prisoners of war."

After Lunev left the carriage, I leaned on the bed and closed my eyes to rest. I don't know how long it has been. When I was awkwardly asleep, I suddenly felt that someone had pushed the door open and walked in from the outside. I opened my eyes abruptly and looked towards the door, and saw Lunev stepping in. I quickly asked with concern: "Comrade Lunev, how is the situation?"

"I have sent a telegram to Uman to stop the transfer of prisoners of war." After Lunev sat down opposite me, he replied with his usual expression: "But before I sent the telegram, Beria had already advanced. Notify them to cancel the task of transferring prisoners of war."

After two days of bumps and bumps on the road, we finally came to Uman. A group of people greeted me as soon as I got off the train. The one walking in the front was a major general. He walked up to me and raised his hand to salute: "Hello, General Oshanina, I’m Uman’s. Commander of the Garrison, welcome to Uman."

Since the purpose of my trip was to reorganize the prisoners of war who were rescued, as soon as I finished shaking hands with the major general, I asked straightforwardly: "Comrade General, I don't know where the prisoners of war liberated by you are?"

"In the forest area north of the city." The major general replied respectfully: "It's about an hour away from here."

As soon as he finished speaking, I immediately said: "Take me now."

"But, Comrade General." The major general already knew that the person traveling with me was an important figure in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, so he glanced at Lunev behind me and said carefully: "Comrade General, you have been sitting together for two days. Train, don’t you need to take a break before going?"

"Comrade General." Lunev said impatiently: "We need to start work immediately. Please take us to a prisoner-of-war camp on the outskirts."

The jeep in which the major general was riding led the way, while Runev and I were in the second car. Looking at this city that was a bit tattered in the war, I couldn't help sighing.

"Comrade Oshanina, why are you sighing?" Lunev who was sitting next to him asked puzzledly.

I pointed to the city outside and replied: "Comrade Lunev, you may not know that the Sixth Guards Army under my command had approached Uman in October last year. Unfortunately, we did not find this prisoner of war camp. Otherwise, these commanders would have been rescued and incorporated into the army."

"Comrade Oshaninna, there is a saying that I never knew whether to ask or not." After getting my permission, he went on to say: "Is there any guarantee in terms of loyalty to include so many prisoners of war into our army? ?"

I looked at him with a wry smile and said, "Comrade Lunev, as far as I know, most of the prisoners in the Uman prison camp were captured at the beginning of the war. If they had not always maintained their loyalty to the motherland and the people. It is estimated that they have joined the "Eastern Battalion" formed by the German army and met us on the battlefield."

"You make a lot of sense." As the director of the combat bureau of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Lunev knows more information than me, so when he heard me say this, he nodded and said in agreement. : "Yes, there are a lot of cartilage, scared away by the fascists, in order to save their own lives, he will not hesitate to betray the motherland and the people, and serve for the German army. It seems that the commanders and fighters in these POW camps are still very backbone."

I heard him unknowingly change the title of "prisoner of war" to "commander", and I understood that his attitude towards carrying out this mission had also changed. At least he no longer disliked those who had just been rescued. Commanders.

When our convoy came to the middle of the forest, I found a huge area surrounded by barbed wire. There were many wooden houses and guard towers around. I guess that was the residence of the German guards and the watchtower for the prisoners of war.

The commander of the garrison came from the car in front and said to me: "General Oshanina, when we go to the place, we can see the prisoners of war through the barbed wire."

"Comrade General," Lunev, who was walking side by side, said to the major general: "While there is still time, you can tell us about the prisoner-of-war camp."

The major general nodded ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ leaning on his side and walking forward, he introduced to us: "We call this newly liberated concentration camp the'Uman Pit'. It is located in a brick factory with a A huge pit up to 10 meters deep due to quarrying. All of our captured commanders were driven into this pit by the Germans. There were no facilities, and they endured the sun and rain all day long.

There has never been an accurate statement about the number of people in this concentration camp. According to the records of the German soldiers we captured, we can barely understand some: on August 10, 41, the number of prisoners of war here reached 50,000, and on August 12 it was seven. Ten thousand people, food has begun to be severely lacking, and there is no water in the kitchen. On August 13, the commanders and fighters who were not provided with food, under the leadership of a few grassroots officers, launched their first riot. However, due to lack of weapons, the riots quickly failed. Thousands of people were killed by the Germans..."

Before the major general could finish, I found myself standing on the edge of a huge sinkhole. I looked inside carefully, and was surprised to find that there was a dense crowd in the deep pit below. It seemed that they were the prisoners of war we were going to adapt.

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