Burning Moscow

　　 "There are only six tanks?" I was a little disappointed when I heard this number, but I was relieved right away. There are six tanks, which is better than no one. With the support of tanks, the militia destroyer battalion has a much higher chance of winning back Khimki.

　　 Before I could speak, Lieutenant Colonel Bunyachenko asked me to sit down. I walked to the table and sat down at the nearest place. I looked up at the people in the room. I saw that everyone was still standing restrained. I quickly gestured and said, "Don’t be so restrained. Sit down. ."

After saying this, I found that the commanders were standing upright and not moving. Instead, they turned their eyes to Bunyachenko beside me. Seeing everyone's reaction like this, I glanced at Bunya in surprise. Qinko glanced at it and frowned slightly. Bunyachenko saw my discomfort, and quickly sat down, raised his hands and pressed down, nodded to his men and said: "Since the general has given orders, everyone sits down. Right." Following his order, the commanders sat down in a row.

　　 I turned my head to look at Yushchenko who was standing by the door, and wanted to greet him and find a place to sit down. Unexpectedly, he saluted me first and said, "Comrade commander, there is no one standing guard outside the house. I will arrange security work first." Yushchenko's performance made me very satisfied. Is it someone from the Ministry of Internal Affairs? , The consideration is comprehensive. So I nodded in agreement. Seeing that I had no objection, he turned and shook his head at Grisa, the leading militiaman, and the two soldiers of the guard company. Everyone immediately understood, followed him out of the room, and closed the door.

　　 Seeing Yushchenko and the others leaving, Lieutenant Colonel Bunyachenko coughed and asked, "Talk about it! Comrade Commander, do you have any instructions to come here?"

I coughed and cleared my throat. Instead of answering his question directly, I asked, "Comrade Chief of Staff, before we came here, comrades from the Militia Destroyer Battalion came to you and asked you to help them attack. The enemy?"

"Yes." He gave me an affirmative answer: "Two people have been here. The person who was in charge of contacting was a captain. He was wearing a soldier in civilian clothes. He said that they belonged to the Khimki militia destroyer battalion. The order of the superior is to prepare a counterattack against Khimki’s German forces. I hope we will dispatch them to cooperate."

　　 "For their request, you refused?" I asked coldly.

　　 "Yes, I refused their request."

　　 Hearing his answer, I was extremely angry, but I couldn’t show it. Although my rank is higher than him, he is not under my jurisdiction after all, so I just asked indifferently: "Why? Comrade Chief of Staff!"

Bunyachenko shrugged and replied: "Our division received an order to stay here and rest and wait for the reserve team to supplement us. According to the regulations, we can only Stand in place."

Regulations are regulations again. When I hear this term, I feel a headache. I secretly criticize Lao Maozi for doing things as dull and not knowing how to adapt. No wonder the war began less than half a year ago, and the Soviet side was under the fierce German offensive. Retreat, large tracts of land fell, and millions of troops were wiped out.

Although I tried my best to control my emotions, I couldn't help raising my voice and asked: "Comrade Chief of Staff, if I order you to send troops to help the militia drive away the enemies entrenched in Khimki, you will obey me. Order?"

Just as Bunyachenko was about to answer, the door rang, attracting everyone’s attention, and I turned my head to look at it. It turned out that Captain Yushchenko came in from the outside. He closed the door and said nothing. Walked behind me. Bunyachenko saw Yushchenko standing behind me and said: "Comrade General, this may not work. I received an order from the front army headquarters. So even if your rank is higher than mine, I will Can’t obey your orders, please forgive me!"

　　 It turns out that their division is under the direct command of the Front Army Headquarters, so that would be easy to handle. With my friendship with Zhukov, this unit can be under my command with just one phone call. So I looked at Bunyachenko, the corners of my mouth turned up slightly, and a smile appeared on my face: "Comrade Chief of Staff, is the communication between you and the Front Army Headquarters smooth? I want to talk to Commander General Zhukov in person. "

"I'm sorry, Comrade General." Bunyachenko's answer surprised me: "In yesterday's battle, our division suffered a heavy loss and almost the entire army was wiped out. After receiving the order to withdraw and rest from the front, the army was During the transfer, we encountered another air attack by an enemy plane, and the communications vehicle was blown up, which interrupted our communication with our superiors."

　　 After listening to Bunyachenko, my brows frowned, and the communication with the superiors was interrupted, which means that they will not be able to receive new orders in a short time, and they can only continue to rest on the spot. But without the cooperation of the tanks, it would be a foolish dream to recapture Khimki only by poorly equipped militiamen ~www.wuxiaspot.com~. How to do it? My brain is spinning fast, how can I think of a way to get the best of both worlds?

　　 When I was in a dilemma, Captain Yushchenko’s voice suddenly sounded behind me: "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, since Commander Oshanina is the commander of the highest rank here, she can completely control the actions of the troops.

　　 Yushchenko's words attracted everyone's attention. Hearing Yushchenko's opening for me to relieve the siege, I suddenly realized that since the troops cannot receive orders from their superiors in a short period of time, I can use my identity to dispatch troops.

　　 Bunyachenko cast a serious look at Yushchenko, probably dissatisfied with his sudden interruption, then looked at me and asked me rudely: "Comrade General, who is the captain behind you?"

　　 I turned half side and introduced Yushchenko's identity to him: "Comrade Chief of Staff, this is my security company commander, Captain Yushchenko from the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

After listening to my introduction, Bunyachenko gave Yushchenko a thoughtful look, then nodded and said, "Well, that's okay. Now that the captain from the Ministry of Internal Affairs has spoken, you have the highest rank here. Then the troops will obey your command." Although his words were high-sounding, I could hear a hint of sarcasm in his words.

I didn’t care about the tone of his words. I just wanted to stand up and give the order to let the troops go. A major sitting opposite had already got up and attacked me first. His tone was particularly blunt: "Comrade General, I don’t know how you are. You won this rank, but I want to know if you went to the front to fight in person?"