Red Moscow

Promotions and new military uniforms are not as attractive to female soldiers as the box of soap that Sokov put on the table. Sokov, who came to inspect the air defense position, did not come empty-handed. In addition to bringing a new military rank to the commander in the company, and more than 20 sets of small military uniforms, there is also this box he received from the quartermaster. Blackmail" comes from soap. He said to the company commander Liuba solemnly: "Captain Liuba, there are thirty-five bars of soap in this box. I will give you the right to distribute them, and you have the final say on how to distribute them."

"Thank you, Comrade Battalion Commander." Seeing the box of soap on the table, Liuba was so excited that tears filled her eyes: "On behalf of the soldiers of the whole company, thank you! Salute!" She raised her hand to her forehead, Salute to Sokov. The female soldiers around also imitated their company commanders and saluted Sokov.

None of them knew that the battalion commander, who made them so grateful, secretly left five pieces of soap, which he planned to give to his beau Asiya.

When Sokov returned to the command post, he saw only one radio operator sitting in front of the intercom, but Belkin was nowhere to be found. He casually asked the operator: "Where did the deputy battalion commander go?"

He didn't expect to get any satisfactory answer from the radio operator, but the radio operator replied unexpectedly: "He took a few soldiers to the high ground to deliver new uniforms to the soldiers of the third company."

"Oh, oh, I see." Sokov nodded and walked towards his seat, wanting to sit down and drink some tea, and then send the five pieces of soap that he secretly left behind to Asiya later.

As soon as he was holding his teacup, he heard the radio operator say, "Comrade Battalion Commander, a soldier came to you just now and said he needed something very important."

"Which company?" Since coming here, no soldier has ever come to the command post to find him, so Sokov asked curiously: "Did he say there is anything important?"

"Which company, I don't know. But he is wearing a new military uniform, and he is not in good health. He looks sick. He should be a soldier who has just been rescued from a prisoner-of-war camp." The radio operator was reporting to Sokov. Suddenly seeing someone walking along the traffic trench outside, he quickly called Sokov: "Comrade Battalion Commander, come and see him quickly, he is here again."

Sokov tilted his head and looked out the door, and sure enough, he saw a tall and thin soldier wearing a brand-new army coat walking towards here along the traffic trench. Soon, the soldier stopped outside the door, straightened his body and shouted: "Report!"

"Come in!"

The soldier walked up to Sokov and raised his hand to salute: "Comrade Battalion Commander, Valerian, the tank platoon soldier, reports to you!"

Sokov felt that the other party came to him twice, there must be something important, so he asked with a smile: "Valerian, what do you want from me?" Valerian did not answer immediately, but turned his head He glanced at the telegraph operator sitting not far away, and seemed to have scruples.

"Comrade operator," Sokov guessed that what the other party was going to say must be very confidential, so he ordered the operator: "Go out first."

After the radio operator got up and left, Sokov said to Valerian: "Okay, comrade soldier, there are only two of us here, what can you say?"

Valerian was silent for a moment, then said: "Comrade Battalion Commander, if you don't mind, I would like to introduce you to the unit I was in before."

Seeing Valerian's chattering, Sokov felt a little impatient, and urged: "Comrade soldier, if you have anything to say, please tell me. I'm going out soon, so I can only I'll give you three minutes."

"Before I was captured, I was a tanker in the 2nd Battalion of the 3rd Regiment of the 14th Tank Division under the 16th Army, and my rank was a second lieutenant." Valerian heard impatience from Sokov's tone, so he stopped talking. Nonsense, but straight to the point: "I was captured in the battle for Smolensk."

Sokov was a little absent-minded at first, but he couldn't help being interested when he heard that he was also a member of the 16th Army. He looked at Valerian and listened patiently as he continued.

"Our division suffered a lot in the battle," Valerian said blankly. "Except for a few lucky comrades who escaped from the encirclement, the rest were either captured or sacrificed. The one who was captured with me at the time Among the comrades-in-arms, there is Lieutenant Yakov Dzhugashvili..." At this point, he stopped suddenly.

Seeing that he stopped talking halfway, Sokov urged him: "Comrade soldier, keep talking, why don't you stop talking halfway?"

After Sokov finished speaking, he saw Valerian staring at him like a fool and asked in a daze, "What's wrong, did I say something wrong?"

"Comrade Battalion Commander," Valerian asked in shock, "don't you know who Yakov Dzhugashvili is?"

"Who is he? Why should I know an ordinary tank lieutenant?" Sokov finished his sentence casually, and suddenly remembered the Yakov Zhugashvi mentioned by Valerian. Who is Li? He jumped up from his seat and asked in surprise: "Comrade soldier, are you talking about Yakov Dzhugashvili, the son of the Supreme Commander himself?"

"That's right, it's him." Valerian nodded and gave Sokov an affirmative answer.

Sokov asked in surprise: "Hasn't he been sent to Germany long ago?"

"No, he has been in a prisoner-of-war camp not far from Moscow." Valerian said in shock: "At least a week ago, he was still in the prisoner-of-war camp in the Kozelsk region with me."

"It's impossible, it's impossible." After Sokov heard the shocking news, his first reaction was that Valerian was lying. Maybe he was a spy sent by the Germans, so he yelled at the other party: " Smolensk is hundreds of kilometers northwest of Susinich. Even if the Germans did not detain him in a local prisoner-of-war camp, they would detain him in a prisoner-of-war camp as far west as possible. What about the prisoner-of-war camp in the Kozelsk region? Besides, according to my information, shortly after being captured, he was sent to Germany and imprisoned in the Overlagkos concentration camp."

Seeing that Sokov was so agitated, Valerian did not explain, but waited for his seizure to pass before he said: "Comrade Battalion Commander, what I said is true. The reason why we were detained in the Kozelsk area The prisoner-of-war camp is where the Germans are always ready to make a fuss about him. As for the Yakov in the German concentration camp is fake, he was impersonated by another officer who looks a lot like him, and his name is Obestjeniche husband."

"Why?" Sokov sat in his seat, panting and asked, "Why did the Germans arrange a fake Yakov in a concentration camp in Germany?"

"I heard from the guards that several special teams tried to rescue Yakov, but unfortunately they all failed." Valerian said thoughtfully: "They arranged a fake Yakov in Germany." , It may be to divert everyone's attention, so that the rescuers can't figure out where Yakov is."

Valerian's explanation was reasonable, which made Sukov feel that this might be the case. He was silent for a long time, and asked, "Then do you know where Yakov is now?"

"I know." Valerian walked to the table, pointed to the map spread out on it and asked, "Is it possible?" After getting Sokov's permission, he pointed to a location and said, "There are It is a small prisoner-of-war camp that can only hold more than a hundred people, and there are not many guards. After Yakov was taken away from the prisoner-of-war camp in the Kozelsk region, he should be held here."

Sokov stared at the position of his finger, and found that it turned out to be a small city fifty kilometers south of Susinich—Duminich, where forests, lakes, and swamps were everywhere, and there was a high possibility of establishing a prisoner-of-war camp. But Sokov didn't comment, just looked at Valerian and asked: "Comrade soldier, since you know Yakov's whereabouts, why didn't you report to your superiors when you were rescued?

"Reported!" Valerian said bitterly, "But no one believed it, and some even threatened me, saying that if I speak nonsense, I will be shot."

As Valerian spoke, Sokov kept looking into his eyes to see if he was lying. Fortunately, the results of the final observation proved that he was telling the truth. Sokov waved his hand at him and said, "Comrade soldier, go back and rest first. I will send someone to verify what you said immediately. Remember, don't tell anyone about this."

"Understood, Comrade Battalion Commander." Seeing that Sokov finally believed his words, Valerian had a gratified smile on his face. After raising his hand to salute Sokov, he turned around and strode out of the command post. .

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