Burning Moscow

Although Rokosovsky allowed me to rest at home for two days, how could I stay? Had it not been for someone else's wedding with Nina and Ulanova, I might have reported to the headquarters yesterday.

As soon as I walked to the lobby on the first floor, I saw a group of people in casual clothes coming in talking and laughing from the outside. I thought to myself that a group of ordinary people ran into the officers’ dormitory early in the morning, and the sentry at the door didn’t care about it. But when I saw the happy woman with a headscarf in the crowd, I immediately recognized her as the bride from yesterday, and the people around her should be Lieutenant Bai Likai and his colleagues.

When they saw me appearing in the hall, they quickly stopped talking and laughing, stood at attention and raised their hands to salute me. I smiled and returned a gift, and strode out of the building.

As I walked out, I was still thinking about where to find a car to go to the headquarters later. But as soon as I got out of the building, I saw a jeep parked on the side of the road. It just so happened that the driver was the one who took us to the wedding yesterday.

I walked over to pull the car door, sat in the seat of the co-pilot, and ordered involuntarily: "Comrade driver, please send me to the front army headquarters."

"No...I'm not a taxi," the driver said vaguely without looking at me. After a short pause, his body shook suddenly and turned his head to look at me: "Front Army Headquarters?... I'm sorry, Comrade General, I... I didn't see clearly that it was you... I... I will send you there. !"

I smelled a strong smell of alcohol on the driver's body, so I frowned and asked, "Did you drink?"

"Yes...Yes!" The driver obviously didn't recognize me. As he drove, he replied a little lisp: "Yesterday, I sent three...three female officers...returned here, and I...I drove over again. Drink...Drink some. This morning...morning and the other two...two cars, sent...the groom back."

Although the driver was drunk, he still played to the extreme. It was originally a 20-minute drive, but it took him only 10 minutes to send me to the front army headquarters.

When I walked into the headquarters, I saw Rokosovsky sitting at the table and talking with a general. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned his head and looked at me. After seeing clearly that it was me, he couldn't help asking in amazement: "Lida, I didn't give you two days off. Why did you come to work today?"

I glanced at the general who was sitting awkwardly across from Rokosovsky, and replied: "I am worried that the situation on the battlefield will change. I can't sit still at home, so I came over to take a look. This general is... ?"

The general stood up and faced me and said, "Comrade Oshanina, you don't recognize me?"

Rokosovsky saw me with a dazed look, guessing that I would definitely not remember who the other party was, and he took the initiative to introduce to me: "This is General Kolpakchi. During the Defence of Stalingrad, he Once served as the commander of the 62nd Army."

Kolpakchi? When I heard this name, I was shocked for a moment, and said that he was not dismissed because of unfavorable combat in the defense of Stalingrad, and he was sent to a military court. I thought he had followed in the footsteps of General Pavlov and went to see Marx, but I didn't expect him to stand in front of him alive today.

I quickly reached out to him and said politely: "Hello, General Kolpakchi, I am glad to see you here!" When I spoke, I looked him up and down carefully, although it has only been two years since I saw him. , But he seems to be at least ten years old, and he is a lot more haggard.

He took my hand and said enthusiastically: "Hello, Comrade Oshanina! I didn't expect that after only two years, you will soon become a marshal." At this point, his face was bitter. The expression, "And me, the same as two years ago, the rank is still lieutenant general."

"Don't worry, Vladimir Yakovljevic 1" Rokosovsky heard the sentimentality in the opponent's tone, and quickly comforted him: "As long as you have outstanding words in the next battle , I believe you will be promoted soon."

After the three of us sat down at the table, I then asked Kolpakchi: "Comrade General, I haven't heard from you for almost two years. Where are you in command?"

"It's a long story. I was relieved of my post in August 1942 and went to a military court. I was detained for a period of time." Kolpakchi did not hide it, and told me truthfully about his experience: "November of the same year. , I was reactivated and appointed as the commander of the 3o Army of the Western Front. I participated in the Lezhev-Viazma battle and successfully recovered Lezhev.

Later, the 3o Army was renamed the 1o Guards Army, and I was transferred to the commander of the 63rd Army of the Bryansk Front Army. In July 43, under the command of Marshal Rokosovsky, I participated in the Battle of Kursk and succeeded. The land recaptured Orel City. ...

After the 63rd Army was withdrawn, I was changed to the commander of the 69th Army. Now it is under the command of the Belarusian First Front. "

After I heard Kolpakchi talk about his own experience, I couldn’t help feeling full of emotions. As he frequently transferred from one army to another, he couldn’t build up the great feats like those generals who were long-awaited in an army. No wonder it has been two years, and his rank has not been promoted.

Rokosovsky knew that I used to be a subordinate of Kolpakchi, so he waited patiently for the two of us to finish reminiscing, before speaking: "Because Gusev’s 47th Army is going to be transferred to the north of Warsaw, the general Vavidon’s 6-game force appears to be empty. Therefore, I plan to transfer Kolpakci’s 69th Army to Pulawe to strengthen the defense of the area."

"Comrade Marshal, you are very considerate." I immediately echoed Rokosowski's arrangement: "Let the 69th Army take over the defense of Puławyden for 6 games, then we will be in Warsaw. To the south, Magnusev and Puławy will be able to respond to each other in 6 games~www.wuxiaspot.com~ No matter which one is attacked by the enemy in 6 games, the other will be able to play 6 games. Attack in time to attack the enemy’s flanks and smash their attempt to win six games."

"We played six games in the two south of Warsaw, each with a group army, which is more than enough for defense." Rokosovsky said with great heart: "But our goal is to carry out the enemy's depth. In roundabout operations, now tanks and artillery cannot be transported across the river. Units lacking heavy weapons support cannot capture the strong German defenses."

"According to the latest combat plan we reported to the General Staff Headquarters," I continued: "We must rely on the troops south of Warsaw to make a major detour to Poznan west of Warsaw, cutting off the German army's retreat in Poland. If there is no armored force cooperation. It’s impossible to accomplish this by relying solely on infantry."

Rokosovsky was very impressed with what I said. He looked at Kolpakchi and said: "Comrade General, tomorrow morning, we will cross the river to the west bank of the Vistula and take a look at 6 games. Build a pontoon bridge in a suitable location to allow our tank brigade to pass smoothly."

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