Burning Moscow

　　 As for the second lieutenant who suddenly joined, Captain Yushchenko from the NKVD was very wary. He not only repeatedly questioned the other party’s origins, but even checked the other party’s military ID. Originally, I thought the other party would be furious because of this, but Lieutenant Yuri showed his credentials in exceptional cooperation.

　　 After checking his documents, figuring out the identity of the other party, and knowing that he was not a German spy in disguise, Yushchenko also became friendly to the ensign and them, and began to chat while walking. From the conversation between the two, I know that Lieutenant Yuri was originally from the 126th Infantry Division. After the troops were dispersed, they had been fighting guerrillas nearby. In addition to intercepting the German transport team, they occasionally went to villages with residents. Go find something to eat. Yesterday when they were resting in a village, they received a report from a villager saying that our army had begun a major counterattack, so they went out to find the main force, but they did not expect to meet us.

　　 After walking for nearly half an hour, Grisa finally repaired the broken down car and led the convoy to pick us up. I cried out to thank God in my heart. If I came half an hour late, I would be frozen on the side of the road.

　　 I asked Yushchenko to arrange for Yuri’s people to squeeze into the truck that the guard company was riding in. Seeing everyone in the car, I opened the door and got into my jeep and asked Grisa to drive.

After starting the car, Yushchenko sighed in front and began to complain: "Comrade commander, since the counterattack, we are running around like a fire brigade. Today is the third day, and we haven't gotten quiet. , Maybe tomorrow our superiors will let us rescue some troops...."

I was resting with my back leaning on the back of my chair and closing my eyes. When I heard him say that today is the third day of the counteroffensive, I suddenly remembered that there was a major historical event about to happen in these two days, so I quickly opened my eyes. Q: "What's the number today?"

　　 "December 8."

　　 "Today is December 8th, so yesterday was December 7th?" I asked with some uncertainty.

　　 Regarding my strange question, Yushchenko turned his head and looked at me puzzledly and said: "Yes, the 8th may have been the 7th before, so what's the doubt?"

　　 I waved my hand quickly and said: "It's nothing, I just ask casually. It's okay." After speaking, I leaned back in the chair and closed my eyes to rest.

In the history that I know, the United States, which is providing large-scale weapons assistance to the Soviet Union, its Pacific fleet at Pearl Harbor was attacked by the Japanese navy in the early morning of December 7. As the US fleet had no precautions, the result In the air raid, many battleships were sunk, and the aircraft carrier was lucky enough to escape because it was not in the harbor.

　　 Originally, the Japanese wanted to submit a declaration of war to the US before the attack, but because the Japanese Embassy in the US failed to decode and print this very long credential in time. Finally, the declaration of war was submitted to the United States after the attack. The original declaration of war became an undeclared war. This delay increased the anger of the United States against the attack. This was also what President Roosevelt called "a shameless day." Important factor.

　　 Judging from a lot of analysis data after the war, there are two completely different theories: One is that the attack on Pearl Harbor was a real sneak attack. The second is the American conspiracy to deliberately make the sneak attack successful.

　　The first argument is of course recognized history. The second argument is that the United States has long been aware of the Japanese surprise attack plan, and the Pearl Harbor Incident was nothing but Roosevelt’s bitter trick. Because of the serious domestic isolationist ideology in the United States at that time, many of President Roosevelt's plans to assist Britain, the Soviet Union, and China were restrained. As an outstanding politician with great vision, Roosevelt knew very well that if the British, Soviet, and middle-level anti-fascist countries that were fighting hard in time were not assisted in time, after the Axis powers did control Eurasia, the United States would be unable to resist alone. A solid axis of Germany, Italy, and Japan. Therefore, it is better to join the war early than to join the war later, but the domestic isolationism only seeks immediate benefits and is unwilling to participate in the war. Therefore, Roosevelt did not hesitate to awaken the awakening and hostility of the people at the price of Pearl Harbor, and crush the idea of ​​isolationism. At the same time, the Japanese sneak attack must be successful in order to arouse the determination to crush the isolationists into the war.

　　As a traverser, I prefer to believe the latter statement. After all, the United States officially declared war on Germany the day after Pearl Harbor was attacked. In this way, at least the second battlefield promised by the British and American leaders to Stalin will no longer be a castle in the air.

　　 But what I am thinking about at the moment is not these, but calculating the time. Pearl Harbor was hit by an air strike on December 7th in Hawaiian time, so the Soviet time at that time should be December 8th. I don’t know if the Japanese air strikes against the US military at this moment are futuristic, progressive, or past.

　　 Just as I was thinking about it, the car stopped again, and then I heard Yushchenko’s voice: "We are here, comrade commander."

　　 I got out of the car and walked into the building where the headquarters is located. When I entered the door, the soldiers on duty at the door stood at attention and saluted me with guns. A lieutenant on duty greeted me and told me: "Comrade Chief of Staff of the Group Army, Colonel Griaznov, Commander of the Seventh Guards Division, and Lieutenant Colonel Valery, Deputy Commander, are interrogating the prisoners in the conference room. You want to go. Take a look?"

　　 I nodded and said lightly: "Take me to see."

　　 quickly came to a room, the lieutenant pushed open the door gently, and then he stepped aside to let me in. After I walked into the room, he gently closed the door of the room outside.

The room is very large and warm. The three people sitting behind the big wooden table placed opposite by the window are not wearing military coats. Except for the two commanders of the Seventh Guards Division, I don’t know the person sitting in the middle, but Judging from his collar badge, he is a political worker. In the corner, a responsible soldier was sitting on a stool, and on the table in front of him, he quickly wrote the interrogation record. Standing sideways in front of the table was the famous lieutenant without a hat. It seemed that he was an interpreter, speaking to the prisoners about the political workers.

　　 Sitting with his back to me was a German officer. He was wearing a military coat and silver coiled epaulettes, but he didn't wear a hat. Behind him stood two soldiers with submachine guns.

I did not interrupt the interrogation work of the politicians, took off my army coat and hung it on the coat hook by the door, then leaned my back against the wall, folded my hands on my chest, and listened quietly to this rare interrogation. process.

"Because...because..." the German officer murmured first, and suddenly yelled hysterically: "Do you think we don't want to occupy Moscow as soon as possible? You know, tracked vehicles are not greatly affected by bad road conditions, but However, most of our vehicles are wheeled. An armored division has less than 300 tracked vehicles, but there are more than 3000 wheeled vehicles, which were all sunk on the road. By early November, the heavy rain and mud completely blocked us. Stuck. After finally waiting for the ground to freeze, the vehicle was just able to drive, and there was a rare severe cold from November 27. Our car could not catch fire, the gun could not be opened, and the fuel was frozen solid. In the ice and snow! No warm clothes! People are almost freezing...."

　　 When I entered the door just now, the political worker just finished asking the question, and I couldn't understand the German spoken by the translator, so I didn't know what question he was asking. Seeing the captive's ugliness, I couldn't help but feel funny.

　　 "Quiet!" The political worker slapped the table sharply, and suddenly the German officer was taken aback and quietly obediently. He looked around again and asked, "Who has any questions?" Seeing that no one answered the two commanders and deputy commanders around him, he made a gesture from the soldier and said, "Take the captive down first."

　　 The captive was taken away by the soldiers, and I met Colonel Griaznov and the others.

After the colonel saluted me first, he pointed to the political worker next to me and said: "Comrade Chief of Staff of the Army Group, let me introduce to you. This is Comrade Levaz Bakanidze, the political commissar of our division. Some time ago He didn't come to the army because of his wounds, so you guess you haven't seen him.

　　 "Hello! Comrade Political Commissar." I stretched out my hand to him with a smile on my face.

"Hello! Comrade Oshanina!" Although the colonel has not introduced him to who I am, the fat old man with black hair and no silver wire has already said to me in a very friendly tone: "I used to I heard Comrade Stalin mentioned you personally, and he also praised you as a great heroine."

　　 Although I always smile, but I don’t take his words seriously, and my heart says, who are you? Stalin will chat with you, and even mentioned me during the chat. This boast is really big.

The colonel leaned into my ear and said quietly: "Comrade Chief of Staff of the Group Army~www.wuxiaspot.com~Comrade Bakanidze is an old comrade-in-arms of Comrade Stalin. They have had a friendship for more than forty years. In the time of the Tsar, they I was exiled to Siberia together.” The commander’s words immediately made me change my view of the political commissar in front of me. It turned out that this was a figure with a lot of history, so the polite smile on my face was Inadvertently it turned into a sincere smile.

　　 I smiled and asked, "Comrade Political Commissar, are all your injuries healed?"

He smiled and replied: "Thank you for your concern. The wound has healed. In the battle to defend Smolensk, my chest was injured by shrapnel. At the moment of injury, I even thought I would die soon. "He turned his head and glanced at the colonel next to him, and said in a sensual tone: "Fortunately, Colonel Griaznov saved me and asked four soldiers to lift me off the battlefield, otherwise you will be too today. I can't see me standing here talking to you."

Seeing Bakanize pulling me and talking non-stop, the colonel smiled slightly and said: "Comrade Political Commissar, Comrade Chief of Staff of the Group Army has just returned from the front line, and may not have eaten yet. Look, would you like to talk later. "

Hearing this, Bakkanidze immediately smiled and said: "Look at you, patronize and chat with you, and forgot to ask if you have dinner." He put his hand to the side, and said with a grin: "Come on, Chief of Staff of the Group Army. Comrade. It just happened that we were interrogating the prisoners just now, and we didn't care about eating, so let's have some together. Please sit down first!

Bakanidze, Gryaznov and I went back to the table and sat down. The deputy commander, Lieutenant Colonel Valery, walked to the door, opened the door and shouted outside: "Orders, hurry up and get ready. Bring dinner here."