Burning Moscow

Unexpectedly, Trikov was very polite. He turned his head and said to Kolpakic: "Dear Vladimir Yakovlevich, let's go, let's see them off."

Kolpakchi also nodded readily and said: "Okay, let's go."

So, Trikov and Kolpakchi took us all the way to the jeep parked near the observation post, and then shook hands with us one by one and bid farewell. The driver had been waiting by the car for a long time, and when he saw that his division commander and political commissar was about to get on the car, he quickly opened the back door for them.

After saluting Trikov and Kolpakchi again, I turned and opened the door on the co-pilot's side and got in. As soon as I closed the door, Biliukov told the driver to drive. I looked at the rearview mirror out of the car window and found that the car was driving far away, but Cui Kefu and his gang were still standing there.

After driving for five or six minutes, I listened to the Bilyukov in the back row: "Comrade political comrade, I will return to the division headquarters first, and you will accompany Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina to the 678th regiment." The taciturn political commissar agreed. , Bilyukov again ordered the driver: "Driver, put me down outside the division headquarters."

The jeep parked outside the division headquarters. After the division commander Biliukov got out of the car, he waved to us and turned back into the headquarters. Our car moved on again, and the regiment command post of the 678th Regiment was not far from the division headquarters, and arrived in a short while.

The driver parked the car near a trench. After the fire was turned off, he turned to Sopaoli and said, "Comrade Political Commissar, we are here." After that, he pushed the door and got out of the car and ran to the back to open the door for the Political Commissar. Seeing that the driver had gotten out of the car, I also pushed the door and got out of the car, standing in the same place Sopaoli came over.

Sopaoli led me along the trenches. Along the way, I could see the commanders waving the shovel fortifications. Seeing us passing by, they quickly stopped their work and stood up with their backs against the trenches. Raised their hands to salute us, and as soon as we passed, they bent down and continued to work.

Walked to a concealed gate with two soldiers standing guard. Sopaoli stopped and asked the sentry who saluted him: "Comrade soldier, who is in the command post?"

"Report to Comrade Commander." The sentry he asked about replied nervously: "It's the deputy battalion commander and several company commanders. They are having a meeting inside."

Sopaoli glanced back at me, shook his head, and said, "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, let's go in." As he said, he stepped forward and opened the thick curtain and went in first. I also quickened my pace and followed him into the command post.

A wooden table was placed in the middle of the headquarters. Surrounded by seven or eight officers. See us coming. They were taken aback for a moment, and then rushed over, raising their hands to salute us. I took a look, and the front was a captain. It should be the surviving deputy battalion commander in the regiment. The commander behind him is either a captain or a lieutenant, who seems to be the company commander of each company.

Sopaoli raised his hand in return and said with a smile: "Hello, comrades commanders, I am glad to see you again. Come, let me introduce you to you. This is your new commander." Turning to one side, let me go to the front. "Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina is the acting head of the regiment personally appointed by Commander Cuikov."

I took a step forward and smiled and said hello to the commanders present: "Comrade commander, hello everyone. I am Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina, an aide-in-command of General Kolpakchi, commander of the 62nd Army. Yes. Commander Cui Kefu seconded me to serve as the acting head of your regiment."

As soon as my voice fell, I heard two officers standing together muttering in a low voice: "Why did the superior send a woman to be the head of the regiment? Is it because she is beautiful?"

"Yeah, what's the use of being beautiful? What is needed here is a commander who can direct the war, not a pretty girl."

Ever since I left Moscow, I have been suspected and ridiculed by higher-level commanders since I arrived at the Leningrad Front. Today, I was sent to the 678th regiment as the commander of the regiment, but some people questioned my ability as my future. The subordinates, they didn't dare to confront me, they could only choose to express their views in private.

I glared at them fiercely, thinking in my heart that after the political commissar was gone, I would find the two commanders who were not long-eyed to be destroyed. Sopaoli heard the whispers of the two, and saw that he frowned slightly, then coughed, and he was about to speak.

At this moment, the captain walked in front of me and said excitedly: "Lida Musdakova, is it really you? I didn't expect I could see you here!"

The captain spoke to me very politely, using all honorifics in his address, and he also called out my real name and father's name, and he was already someone I knew. I looked at this familiar face carefully, and found it quite familiar. I just couldn't remember where I saw it in a hurry.

Maybe it was because I didn't recognize him, the other person's face showed a disappointed expression. He took a step back, took off his hat, spread his hands and asked loudly, "Don’t you recognize me? Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina, I’m Lukin. Have you forgotten the reconnaissance behind enemy lines? Is there such a thing as the independence camp and the station?"

Reconnaissance behind enemy lines, independent camp, and station, these three seemingly unrelated words immediately awakened my sleeping memory. With excitement and tears in my eyes, I leaped over and grabbed his shoulders, shaking vigorously and said: "It turned out to be you, Lu Jin, a company commander of the Independence Battalion." If he was still wearing the winter uniform at the time, I guess I would have recognized him a long time ago.

"Yes, Comrade Commander, it's me." When he said this, his eye circles were also red.

"What the **** is going on? Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, you have confused me." Sopaoli couldn't help but ask, looking inexplicably from the side.

I quickly let go of my hands, wiped my eyes, tried to squeeze a smile and said to Sopaoli: "I'm sorry, Comrade Political Commissar, I met an old man here. I thought he had sacrificed, but I didn't expect to meet him here. He is so emotional, please forgive me. I am so happy to see him. "I was afraid that Sopauli would interrupt me. I spoke so fast that I was a little bit incoherent.

"Can you tell me what's going on?" Sopaoli asked in a friendly manner.

"Allow me to report to you, Comrade Political Commissar." Lu Jin stood upright in front of Sopaoli and reported to him respectfully.

"Say it."

"During the defense of Moscow, I followed the lieutenant colonel to go deep into the enemy to carry out reconnaissance and sabotage missions. When we returned, we gathered hundreds of dispersed commanders and fighters to form a temporary independent battalion. Soon after the establishment of the independent battalion. Comrade Lieutenant Colonel led us to an ambush by the Germans and annihilated a German company at a very small cost. Later we rushed to Volokolamsk and cooperated with the 316th Division to destroy the German troops that attacked the station. Defended this heroic city..."

"Captain Lukin," a timid voice came from the crowd. I followed my reputation. It turned out to be one of the officers who had just discussed me. He asked, "This female commander is what you said about the Eighth Guards Division. Master Oshanina?"

I looked at the officer, nodded, and said, "Yes, I once served as the commander of the Eighth Guards Division."

The officer pulled away the left and right commanders ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and walked in front of me, stood at attention and saluted me, saying, "Hello, comrade commander. Captain Slaven reported to you. I didn't know about you just now. I have discussed your identity in private, please forgive me."

Seeing Slaven confessing to me, I couldn't pursue his impolite remarks anymore, so I had no choice but to say: "Comrade Captain, don't worry about these trivial matters. You don't have to apologize to me specifically."

Seeing that I already knew each other with the commander of the regiment, and even met an old subordinate, Sopaoli raised his hand to look at his watch and said with confidence: "Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina, since you and the regiment The commanders already know each other, so I will go back to the division headquarters."

"Comrade Political Commissar," Lu Jin asked politely, "Don't you leave without a cup of tea?"

Sopaoli waved his hand and said, "No, there are still many important things to be dealt with in the division headquarters. I won't delay here any more. Good luck to you."

So Paoli was about to return to the division headquarters. I deliberately sent him to the jeep. Although we were in the same car just now, there was no exchange on the road. Before he left, he said to me: "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, I will give you this regiment. I hope you can lead them to make great achievements in future battles. I have confidence in you."