Burning Moscow

　　 After leaving the checkpoint, there was a long time, no one in the car spoke, and the car drove forward silently.

　　 I inadvertently looked up and saw the driver smiling inexplicably in the rearview mirror. He couldn't help asking strangely: "Comrade Driver, what are you laughing at?"

　　 "Comrade Major, you are really amazing." The driver unexpectedly replied, "I didn't expect you to have been a general, and you are the only female general in the history of our army."

I smiled bitterly and replied, "What female general?! That's all from the past. I am just a major now." After I said that, I turned to look at the political commissar Xijin next to him and said, "Comrade political comrade, to avoid recurrence. For similar misunderstandings, can you replace the military ID card for me as soon as possible?"

　　 After hearing what I said, the political commissar nodded in agreement.

　　 I looked curiously from the car window into the darkness, but except for a small area in front of the car lights, everything else was dark, and I couldn't see anything worth noting. I wanted to ask Xijin, but found that he was closing his eyes to rest up his mind, so he turned to the driver and asked, "Comrade driver, how long will we get to Lake Ladoga."

　　 "Comrade Major, we are already driving on Lake Ladoga." The driver said without looking back.

　　 The car drove on the ice of Lake Ladoga for a few more minutes, and the biting cold wind blew into the car from time to time. I was trembling from the cold, and even my teeth trembled. I couldn't help thinking, I was frozen into this virtue while sitting in the car. How can the soldiers who stay on duty on the ice stand the severe cold?

　　 I looked around, and finally realized that the cold wind was blowing in from the unclosed window of the political commissar. I want to ask the political commissar to roll up the window, but I am embarrassed to disturb Xijin, who is closing his eyes and resting. In a dilemma, the political commissar opened his eyes and looked around and said, "What's the matter, why is it so cold in the car? Where does the cold wind come from?"

　　 I raised my finger to the window next to him, and said, "Comrade Political Commissar, the window on your side is not closed tightly."

　　 Hearing what I said, he shook the handle quickly and closed the car windows tightly. As soon as the windows of the car were closed, the cold wind no longer filled in, and I immediately felt a lot warmer in the car.

　　 "Comrade Oshanina," he said with concern: "I didn't expect this lake to be so cold. You have to keep warm. If you get frostbite, it will be troublesome."

　　 I nodded. I just wanted to say thank you. I suddenly saw the outline of the anti-aircraft gun device next to me. More precisely, I saw the tall cannon barrel, because the rest was blocked by a parapet made of snow. An anti-aircraft artillery towered over a breast wall made of snow, and a faintly identifiable tent flashed in the distance behind it. I thought that it was probably where the anti-aircraft artillery would stay.

　　 I pointed outside and asked, "Is that where we are going?"

　　 The political commissar looked out of the car window, and then asked the driver who drove: "Is that the camp of the women's antiaircraft artillery company?"

　　 The driver stopped the car steadily and replied, "Yes, Comrade Political Commissar. We have reached our destination."

　　 The three of us got out of the car, and the driver volunteered to be our guide in front, and walked in the direction of the tent along the breast wall that blocked the anti-aircraft guns.

　　 "Stop! What do you do?" A female soldier's vigilant voice suddenly heard.

The sudden sound of 　　 surprised all three of us. I instinctively pointed the assault rifle in the direction of the sound, and almost pulled the trigger.

　　 After a short silence, the driver greeted him and said loudly, "Don't be nervous, Comrade Soldier, we are here specifically to find your commander."

　　 "Hello!" Although I heard the driver say this, the voice on the other side still seemed a little nervous, "You all stand still, stay away from our military equipment. Don't come over, otherwise, otherwise I will shoot."

I heard that the other party was a sentry on duty, and I was relieved immediately. I lowered my gun and walked slowly towards her. At the same time, I said, "Comrade soldier, don't be nervous. My name is Oshanina. It’s the new battalion commander of your high artillery battalion. I’m here to find your commander."

　　 Hearing my voice, the other party seemed to feel relieved, and then said timidly: "Then the other people stand still and don't want to move, so you will come slowly by yourself."

　　 I turned my head and said to Xijin and the driver: "Comrade Political Commissar, you stay here first, I will go over and take a look." Then I took the assault rifle and walked over in the direction of the sound.

I walked a few meters away from the female soldier and stopped. Seeing that I had stopped advancing, the female soldier on duty lit a flashlight and shook my face. Then I heard a dry voice report saying: " Report to Comrade Commander, the soldier Krassina is on duty and awaiting your instructions."

　　 "Keep on duty." When I finished saying this, I walked up to her, and then asked, "Where is the commander of your company?"

　　 She pointed to a lighted tent twenty meters away and said, "Comrade commander, company commander and instructor are all in that tent."

　　 "Okay, I see. You continue on duty."

　　 "Yes!" Krassina promised loudly, then picked up the gun and walked back and forth in front of the antiaircraft artillery position.

　　 I greeted Xijin and the driver to come over, and then walked to the tent together.

　　Walking out of the tent, the driver wanted to open the curtain to get in, but I stopped him. I stood outside the tent and asked politely: "Can I go in?"

　　 There was silence in the tent, and then a woman's voice sounded: "Come in!"

　　 I opened the curtain and walked in first, followed by the political commissar and the driver.

There were two female officers in the tent, neither of them wearing military caps. The instructor with golden hair was sitting opposite the door, and the other officer sitting with his back facing us, although she could not see her rank, it should be a female. The company commander.

The young instructor saw us go in, stood up quickly, paid a military salute to a few of us, and reported to Higgin dryly: "Report to the brigade political comrade, the instructor of the women's anti-aircraft artillery company Orlova will report to you. I am waiting for your orders."

The female officer who was sitting with her back to us also stood up. She is a slender young woman with a medal on her chest, and her black hair is untidy in her head and her hair is rolled into a smooth bun~www.wuxiaspot .com~ She also gave us a military salute, and at the same time she solemnly reported: "Report to Comrade Political Commissar, Lieutenant Kirianova, Captain of the Women's Antiaircraft Artillery Company, report to you and await your instructions."

Political commissar Xijin gave a military salute, and then introduced them to me standing next to them: "Girls, hello! Let me introduce to you, this is Major Oshanina, the new commander of the second antiaircraft artillery battalion. From now on you will be under her command."

　　 Krassina first shook my hand and said politely: "Hello! Comrade Major, it's nice to meet you!"

Lieutenant Kirianova, who stood in front of me, seemed to have been cursed. She stood motionless, staring at me intently, her mouth twitching constantly, her expression was like seeing something long-lost reunion. Like his relatives.

　　 Krassina next to her gently pulled the corners of her clothes, and quietly reminded her: "Hey, comrade company commander, what's wrong with you?"

Lieutenant Kiryanova suddenly rushed up and hugged me tightly, and shouted excitedly: "Is that you, Lida? Honey, I always thought you sacrificed, but I never thought you could live. This is really true. Great!"

When I was hugged by the lieutenant, I was stunned for a moment, but when I heard her name and what she said, I immediately remembered that she was Kyria who served as the deputy platoon leader of the 171st Women’s Antiaircraft Artillery Platoon. Nova. She was still a sergeant at the time, and she did not expect to see each other for a few months, and she became an officer.

　　 I didn't expect to meet an acquaintance here, and an acquaintance that I knew when I first crossed. When I hugged her tightly, I could no longer control my emotions, and tears couldn't help streaming down.