Burning Moscow

　　 The shout made me suddenly open my eyes. Looking around, I found that I was still lying on the hospital bed. The thrilling scene just now was just a dream I had.

　　 I stared at the ceiling with wide-eyed eyes, trying to remember what I saw in my dream. Say it is a dream, everything seems so real; say it is true, from the analysis of the situation at the time, on the open ground, if Rokosovsky’s convoy wanted to rush out of the encirclement of German tanks, it was almost impossible. Possible thing.

　　 But in my limited memory of the Soviet Union, Rokosovsky survived the war smoothly. Not only did he become a Soviet marshal, he also served as the commander-in-chief of the first military parade on Red Square after the victory of World War II. Maybe everything I saw just now was just a dream, and there is no need for me to worry about it.

　　 I close my eyes and want to continue sleeping. But after a person wakes up in the middle of the night, it is not easy to fall asleep again. I tossed and turned in bed for a long time, and I never felt sleepy. Opened my eyes and looked at the sky, it should be still in the middle of the night. At this time, I got up too early, even if I got up, there was nothing to do, so I closed my eyes and went back to sleep.

　　 I closed my eyes and still felt drowsy, and I couldn't help playing back the dream just now like a movie in my mind. The Peshki village and the tank commander who appeared in the dream mentioned Duleykino’s place name. I have neither been there nor heard of it, but why does everything in the dream seem so real?

　　 When the sky was dark, I had been thinking about me for a whole night, and finally I was looking forward to the long-lost sleepiness. "Maybe it's just a dream." I muttered in my heart, slowly falling asleep. I just slept for a while, and vaguely heard the sound of someone pushing the door, I tried to open my eyelids that were filled with lead, and looked at the place where the sound was made. There was no light in the room, but when I glanced at it, I knew that it was the nurse who was taking care of me, and she was walking towards the head of my bed lightly.

　　 "What's the matter? Comrade nurse!" Seeing that the nurse was going to wake me up, I sighed secretly, and then asked weakly.

　　 Maybe I didn't expect that I was already awake. When I heard my sudden noise, she was frightened. She covered her chest with her hands and backed away a few steps. After calming down for a while, she patted her chest lightly with her hands, gasped violently, turned on the light in the room, and walked over again, bent down, and said, "Comrade Commander, you are awake!"

　　 "Yeah! What's the matter?" I asked, trying to sit up.

　　 "Colon Bezikov is waiting for you outside, saying that there is something important!" She hurriedly stepped forward to help me sit up and get dressed.

　　 I sighed secretly. It seems that I can't even get a solid sleep today, so I asked her while putting on clothes, "Do you know what Comrade Colonel has to do with me?"

　　 "I don't know," she put on the buttons of my hospital gown and answered honestly: "The colonel just asked me to call you up as soon as possible, saying that there is something very important."

　　 Putting on my clothes, I moved my body back a bit, leaning my back against the head of the bed, and said to the nurse: "Okay, you go and invite Comrade Colonel in."

　　 The nurse agreed, opened the door and said to the outside: "Comrade Colonel, please come in!" After speaking, he turned to the side so that Bezikov could enter the door.

　　 Seeing Bezikov walking in with a limping, without a cane in his hand, I couldn't help but surprise me: his recovery ability is too strong, he can walk independently in such a short period of time. When he sat down in front of my bed, I asked first: "Comrade Colonel, is there anything important to come to me so early?"

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and then said casually: "Just after receiving the call, the Kremlin will send a car to pick us up in half an hour. Comrade Stalin wants to meet you, so please be prepared. "

　　 He said it lightly, but when he said this, I was stunned: What? Stalin wants to meet me, how is this possible? You know, during this period of time, I didn't have any commendable record. I was able to attract the attention of the Supreme Commander. How could I summon me so suddenly?

Before I could wake up from the shock, he looked at me again and said in an irrefutable tone: "You can't go to see Comrade Stalin in this suit. I have prepared a new uniform for you and will give it to you soon. come."

　　 Before the words fell, there was a knock on the door. The nurse standing at the door opened the door a crack and poked her head out. I only heard her and the people outside the door whisper a few words, and then the door opened wide. I caught a glimpse of a soldier in uniform standing outside the door, as if he was still holding something in his hand. Bezikov turned his head and saw the man, and immediately stood up and said loudly, "Give the clothes to the nurse, and you can leave." The soldier outside agreed and gave the clothes in his hands to the nurse. Military salute, turned and walked away.

　　 The nurse came to Bezikov's side with her clothes, watching him waiting for his order. Bezikov shook his head at me and said, "Why are you still in a daze? Change it to Comrade Lieutenant Colonel quickly."

　　 The nurse agreed, and came to me with the clothes again, then turned to look at Bezikov, and said nothing. I understood the meaning of the nurse's embarrassed expression, and hurriedly greeted Bezikov: "Comrade Colonel, I am going to change my clothes. Can you avoid it first?"

"Oh," Bezikov heard me say this, visibly stunned, and then nodded again and again: "No problem, I'll go out right away, I'll wait for you outside." Then he got up and limped out the door. And he took the door to the room.

　　 Bezikov prepared me a brand new military uniform, a dark gray military coat, a white standard shirt, a gray uniform skirt, a standard military uniform with military rank on the collar, and a gray cylinder fur hat. The nurse helped me take off the hospital gown, and then helped me put on the new uniform one by one.

　　 I got off the hospital bed after getting dressed, and I was about to wear a skirt, but found the nurse staring at me in a daze. I asked her curiously: "Comrade Nurse, what are you looking at?"

"You're so beautiful! You just stared at me!" The nurse didn't mean her words of praise, but made me blush. I hurriedly changed the subject while putting on the skirt: "I'm ready, you go and ask Comrade Colonel. come in."

　　 When Bezikov came in, I was already wearing a military cap and was wearing a military coat. When he saw me, he also had the same expression as the nurse just now, staring at me without blinking, making me particularly embarrassed. I quickly coughed and asked him, "Comrade Colonel, I am dressed, when can I leave?"

　　 He regained his senses abruptly, and hurriedly agreed: "We can go now. We can go outside and wait for the bus."

　　 When we were walking through the hall downstairs, a staff member in a white coat happened to be pushing the dining car. Bezikov stopped him, grabbed a handful of bread slices from the car and handed it to me, and said with concern: "You haven't eaten breakfast yet. Eat something first. Don't get hungry."

　　 I thanked him and took the slice of bread.

As he was about to start eating, a soldier hurried in from the outside and stood up and saluted in front of Bezikov. He reported: "Comrade Colonel! I was ordered to pick you up and Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina. The car is right. Outside, please come with me!"

"Understood." Bezikov returned a salute to the soldiers, then turned to me and said, "The car is coming, let's go!" After saying that, I lifted my foot and left. I quickly put the slices of bread that I had not had time to eat. Into the pocket, follow him out.

　　 The car drove to the Kremlin. Before entering the arch, Bezikov, who was sitting in the passenger seat, rolled down the window glass and reached out to make a gesture to an officer standing by the door. The officer raised his hand to salute, and at the same time stepped aside. Two guns stood on the battlefield next to the brown shed and paid a gun salute to our car.

　　 "Drive the car to the old place." The colonel whispered to the driver.

　　 The car barely slowed down, and passed by the Great Kremlin, around the empty Ivanov Square, and stopped in front of the gate steps covered with carved metal eaves. As soon as the car stopped, the colonel opened the door and jumped out, went to the back to help me open the door.

I got out of the car and looked around curiously. I was in a hurry last time. I didn’t look so carefully. Now I found the church with five gilt domes next to it. It turned out to be the Notre Dame Cathedral. It is said that there are costumes inside. There are bronze coffins with the remains of popes and tsars.

　　 "Come with me!" Bezikov said to me blankly, then turned and walked up the steps to lead me in front. In my impression, the Kremlin is known for its mystery and strict guards. I don't know how many investigations will be encountered along the way. But following Bezikov, all the procedures were omitted, and the journey went smoothly.

On the second floor, I came to a wide corridor with a long red carpet on the ground~www.wuxiaspot.com~ On both sides of the corridor, there is a tall door stained with oak wood at a considerable distance. There is a **** square sign. I didn't even bother to look at what was written on the sign. I just walked behind Bezikov with my head buried in my head. My mood became more nervous as I went.

　　 At the end of the corridor, there is a small table on the right side, covered with green woolen cloth, and a telephone set on it. Behind the table sat a soldier without a military cap. Seeing our arrival, he quickly stood up and said softly to Bezikov: "Comrade Colonel, you are here! Comrade Stalin is inside. There is an order to let Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina go in alone." Then he turned to me again and said, "Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina, Comrade Stalin is waiting for you inside. Please come in!" As he said, he held the door handle carefully and gently, and opened the door.

　　 After the door opened, I was still standing at the door in a daze. Colonel Bezikov pushed me behind and said softly: "Hurry in! Don't let Comrade Stalin wait for a long time."

　　 I thought I would see Stalin when I walked in, but I didn't expect to see a man with a shaved head sitting at the table on the left side of the door. I took a closer look and found that it was Boskrebeshev who I knew. Although I almost died in his hands last time, he was the person Stalin trusted the most. I still couldn't offend him, so I put a smile on my face and said hello to him: "Comrade Poskrebeshev, hello! We meet again."

Boskrebeshev stood up, stretched out his hand blankly, shook hands politely with me, then turned to open the door behind him, and said coldly to me: "Please come in, Comrade Stalin is waiting inside. you!"

　　 As soon as I stepped into the room, I immediately saw Stalin.