Red Moscow

Victor is in his 40s and has worked in the warehouse area for nearly 20 years. After the Germans occupied Pavlish, he and a group of colleagues helped the Germans work in the warehouse. Because of his seniority, rich work experience, and proficiency in German, he was appointed by the Germans as the supervisor of the warehouse, responsible for managing all the workers in the warehouse.

Today, as usual, he went out at seven o'clock and walked towards the warehouse area.

When he came to the gate of the warehouse area, he found that something was wrong. In the past, there were only two soldiers standing guard, and the sandbag fortifications on both sides of the gate were just a decoration. He had never seen any soldiers staying inside.

But today, not only did the number of soldiers standing guard at the gate increase to eight, but also a machine gun was mounted in the sandbag fortifications on the left and right sides, and three people stood behind each machine gun. The shooter and ammunition hand are also complete.

Victor took off the hat on his head, put his hands on his stomach, and walked quickly to the sentinel at the door. After bowing his head to salute them, he raised his arms again, ready to be searched.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he accidentally heard the other party asking himself: "Are you a worker in the warehouse?"

"Yes," Victor replied respectfully, "I am the supervisor of the warehouse area, and all the workers working here are under my management."

"Oh, you are the Russian director in the warehouse area?"

Victor took a quick look at the rank of the German soldier in question, and replied respectfully: "Yes, Mr. Corporal. I am the Russian supervisor of this warehouse area."

"Since you are in charge of the Russian side, come with me, my commander wants to talk to you." After the corporal finished speaking, he shook his head at Victor: "Come on, follow me to the warehouse office. "

Victor hurriedly agreed, put the peaked cap in his hand back on his head, bowed and followed the corporal, and walked towards the warehouse.

But before entering the door, he quickly glanced at the soldiers standing guard from the corner of his eye. You must know that as the supervisor of the warehouse, he had to deal with the German soldiers guarding the warehouse every day, and he knew everyone. But now the dozen or so soldiers standing at the door were all unfamiliar faces, and he didn't know any of them.

After discovering this situation, Victor instinctively frowned, and he thought to himself: "Could it be that after work last night, the defenders in the warehouse area changed their defenses?" Thinking of this, he couldn't help but start to worry. The battalion commander of the defending army valued himself more, and let him be the supervisor of the warehouse. When the troops were transferred, the battalion commander also specially told the platoon leader who stayed behind to take care of him. If you really change to a new army, can you keep your position?

Just like that, Victor followed the corporal to the outside of the office building of the warehouse with a feeling of uneasiness.

The situation outside the office building also surprised Victor. Because not only sentry posts were added at the entrance, sandbags were piled up even on the roof, and two machine guns were added, as if a battle was imminent.

Seeing this situation, Victor thought to himself: Could it be that our troops are about to fight over? With such conjectures in mind, he tentatively asked the corporal leading the way: "Mr. Corporal, are you a newly transferred unit? I see that the defense in the warehouse seems to be much tighter than yesterday."

The corporal turned his head and glanced at him, and said with a straight face: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, there are some things you shouldn't know."

The two came to the room where the garrison platoon leader worked every day. Victor saw several strange officers sitting in it, and any of them had a higher military rank than the original garrison platoon leader. Seeing this, Victor was even more convinced that after work last night, the defenders in the warehouse area changed their defenses, and all the Germans he knew were transferred away. Now all the defenders in the warehouse are new. I called here to find out the situation in the warehouse area.

After the corporal brought Victor into the room, he walked quickly to the major, leaned over and whispered something in his ear, then turned and left.

Victor, standing in the center of the room, quickly took off his hat and bowed to all the officers one by one.

"What's your name?" A captain suddenly asked.

Victor quickly faced the other party, and replied humbly: "Mr. Captain, my name is Victor, and I am the supervisor of the warehouse area."

"Since he is the supervisor of the warehouse area, he must know the situation in the warehouse very well." The captain who asked Victor was Narva, and he continued: "Then tell us about the situation in the warehouse. Bar."

"What should I introduce?" Victor asked in a daze.

"For example, how many workers are there in the warehouse? How many warehouses are there, and what materials are stored in them?" Mikhaiev interjected, "Also, how many vehicles go in and out of the warehouse every day?"

To the question asked by Mikhaiev, Victor replied skillfully: "Mr. Major, there are currently 129 workers in our warehouse area. Their job is to move the goods brought by the convoy into the warehouse every day; Or move the goods in the warehouse to the truck that comes to deliver the goods.

There are 37 warehouses in the entire warehouse area, 11 of which store military supplies such as military uniforms and bedding; 1 medicine warehouse stores medicines for several divisions; 13 food warehouses store supplies for four The division used food for a month; the remaining 12 warehouses were all weapons and ammunition..."

Speaking of which, Victor looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, and continued: "Usually at 8:30, there will be a convoy transporting supplies from other places entering the city, and they will enter through the south gate of the warehouse area. The materials are delivered to the corresponding warehouse door, and the workers waiting there will move all the materials on the car into the warehouse.

At noon, the convoys sent by the divisions to pull supplies would enter the warehouse area from the north gate, which is the main gate, and go to each warehouse to pick up the supplies they needed. "

After listening to Victor's narration, Mikhaiev raised his hand to look at the time, and said, "So, in half an hour, there will be a convoy delivering supplies from other places, and they will enter the warehouse area?"

"Yes, Mr. Major." Victor looked at Mikhaiev in some surprise, thinking that since the major took over the defense of the warehouse area, didn't the garrison platoon leader brief him on the situation in the warehouse? However, after glancing at the clock on the wall, he replied truthfully: "In half an hour, a transport convoy will enter the warehouse area."

"Do you know what supplies the convoy is transporting?" Narva interrupted and asked.

After silently calculating for a while, Victor replied, "I think it should be weapons and ammunition."

"Why?" Narva continued to ask.

"Since last week, the warehouse has been full of vehicles to transport ammunition every day. It is said that the troops are going to be deployed..." When Victor said this, he deliberately paused for a moment to observe the reactions of Mikhaiev and others After seeing that their expressions were normal, he continued: "Originally, there were 12 warehouses full of weapons and ammunition, but now only two still have a certain amount of stock..."

While waiting for the workers to go to work, Mikhaiev and others organized personnel to inspect the warehouses in the warehouse area and found that there were a lot of military supplies, but the number of weapons and ammunition was limited. It was only after Victor's explanation that he figured out what was going on.

Once the German army learns that the transshipment warehouse is lost, it will definitely concentrate its superior forces to attack. Although it is unclear what kind of troops the German army will invest, Mikhaiev knows in his heart that if he does not have enough weapons and ammunition, he may not be able to persist until the arrival of the main force. His army of hundreds of people will have the entire army The danger of being overwhelmed. Therefore, getting enough weapons and ammunition in the warehouse is the current top priority.

Mikhaiev looked at Victor standing in front of him, and thought to himself: Is this person working for the Germans because of the pressure of life, or is he a soft bone, working for the Germans wholeheartedly? If you want to gain a firm foothold in the reservoir area, you must cooperate with this kind of person.

Seeing Mikhaiev staring at him, Viktor not only felt hairy, he was worried that the German major would dislike him, so he dismissed him from the post of warehouse supervisor. If this is the case, the life of my family will not be settled.

Just when he was panicking, he suddenly heard the stern-faced German major asking himself: "Victor, do you think the Russians will break into the city?"

Hearing this question, Victor broke out in a cold sweat. This is a proposition, and if his answer fails to satisfy the other party, his life may be in danger.

"Why don't you talk?" Seeing Victor's delay in speaking, Narva couldn't help but interjected.

Victor shivered all over, knowing that if he didn't answer this question, he wouldn't be able to get out of this room either. He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, and said vaguely: "Mr. Major, since you occupied this city, there has been no fighting in the vicinity. I think this is why your superiors use this place as a transfer warehouse." Bar."

"There has been no battle before, but it doesn't mean that there will be no battle in the future." Mikhaiev saw that the other party was watertight, and continued to test: "Now the Russian position is no more than ten kilometers away from the city. Once they launch an attack, I believe it will take a long time." Time can rush into town.”

"No...it's not possible." Knowing that the Soviet army is now no more than ten kilometers away from the city, Victor was secretly happy but also full of fear. He had been working in the German warehouse for the past two years, and He still holds the position of supervisor. If the Soviet army really broke into the city, would they bypass themselves? "I...I believe you...you will be able to stop them from entering this city."

After speaking tremblingly, Victor looked up at Mikhaiev who was sitting behind the table, wanting to see his reaction. Seeing that the other party's face was not only not a little bit happy, but also frowning, he couldn't help but panic: did he say something wrong?

Just as the atmosphere in the room fell into embarrassment, a soldier walked in from the outside. He came to the table, put a telegram in his hand on the table, and then turned and left.

Mikhaiev picked up the telegram and scanned it carefully. Half an hour ago, he ordered the operator to send a telegram to the brigade headquarters, reporting everything that happened here. Now it is the brigade headquarters who telegraphed back, explaining to him how to deal with things here.

The content of the telegram is very simple, it is to order them to rely on the workers in the warehouse area, find out the various inventory conditions in the warehouse, and prepare for the German attack.

After reading the contents of the telegram, Mikhaiev passed the telegram to several subordinates around him for circulation. When he handed the telegram to Narva, he didn't pay attention to the side of the telegram, which happened to be facing Victor.

And Victor, who was standing not far away, accidentally saw the text on the telegram, which was not in German but in Russian. They speak proficient German, but they are not the Germans they usually deal with, but should be disguised by the Soviet army.

After trying to understand this truth, Victor suppressed the joy in his heart, pretended to be serious and said to Mikhaiev: "Mr. Major, do you want to hear my real thoughts?"

Mikhaiev didn't expect Victor to say that suddenly. He was taken aback for a moment, and then made a gesture of invitation, indicating that the other party could continue talking.

Victor coughed heavily, and said sternly: "Mr. Major, please forgive my straightforwardness. The reason why no army from our country has approached this city before is because your strength is too strong. But now, after passing After the battles of Kursk and Kharkov, you have suffered a series of defeats, and your strength has been greatly reduced.

As far as I know, the army that is less than ten kilometers away from the city is the most elite 27th Army in our army. Their commander, General Sokov, has never had any defeats in the battle against you. If his army is really close to the city, I don't think you will be able to defend it. "

Mikhaiev didn't expect Victor to suddenly become so aggressive, and he dared to express his views boldly, with a startled expression on his face. Before he could speak, Narva beside him snorted coldly and said, "Victor, if you say that, aren't you afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid." Now that he has come to this point, Victor decides to take a bold gamble. If the opponent is really a Soviet army in disguise, then his righteous words will definitely make his future generations Things got better. Even if the other party is really a German, at best, he will be beaten up and put in prison without any fear of his life. "But I just said what I really think in my heart. If you want to shoot me after listening to it, you can listen to me."

Narva was about to say a few more words, but was stopped by Mikhaiev raising his hand: "Captain Narva, stop talking." From what Victor said just now, he felt that the other party should be a reliable The people who felt that if they wanted to defend the reservoir area, they really couldn't do without the other party's assistance, so they stopped Narva.

When Victor heard Mikhaiev suddenly speak Russian with a perfect accent, he had mixed feelings. It seemed that his adventure was very worthwhile, and the other party was really a Soviet disguise. But he pretended to be astonished on the surface, and asked knowingly: "Mr. Major, why are you speaking Russian?"

Mikhaiev took off the big-brimmed hat on his head, threw it on the table, then stood up, and said to Victor with a solemn expression: "Comrade Victor, to tell the truth, we are the troops of the 27th Army, and we were ordered to put on makeup. The German army went deep into the enemy's rear to seize Pavlish's material transfer warehouse."

"Oh my God!" Victor got up and put on a surprised expression on purpose: "So you are our own troops." After finishing speaking, he took two steps forward, stretched out his hands and held them tightly. Holding Mikhaiev's hand, he said excitedly, "Thank God, after so many years, I finally have you here."