Red Moscow

Accompanied by political workers and an officer of the Ministry of the Interior, Elizabeth boarded the plane parked on the airstrip. As soon as she entered the cabin, she was spotted by Sokov, who was sitting next to Rokossovsky's stretcher.

"Huh, Elizabeth?" Seeing Elizabeth who unexpectedly appeared in the cabin, Sokov stood up instinctively and asked in surprise, "Are you going to Moscow too?"

Elizabeth saw Sokov, whom she was familiar with, with a sweet smile on her face. She nodded slightly, and when she was about to answer Sokov's question, she followed the officer of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and said suddenly: "It is not allowed to talk to outsiders. chat!"

"I'm not an outsider." Sokov stared at the officer of the Ministry of Internal Affairs opposite, and said coldly: "Comrade Lieutenant, I am Major Sokov, the commander of the Istria Battalion. , personally sent Second Lieutenant Elizabeth to the army headquarters."

"Major Sokov, I've never heard of such a man." The officer of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, who had just arrived from Moscow in the early morning, said with disdain after hearing Sokov's self-report: "Don't say a single person." Little major, even if the major general sees me, he would not dare to be as arrogant as you."

The accompanying political workers saw a tinge of anger on Sokov's face. They were afraid that the two would fight in the cabin. Although this possibility was unlikely, he still wanted to take precautions, so he quickly stood between the two of them. First say to Sokov: "Comrade Major, don't be angry, don't be angry. This is all a misunderstanding."

If the political workers hadn't come out to smooth things over in time, perhaps in the next moment, Sokov's fist would have hit the officer of the Ministry of Internal Affairs directly in the face, making him a face full of peach blossoms. He was thinking in his heart: Others are afraid of your Ministry of Internal Affairs, but I am not. Even if I beat you, will the superiors send me to a military court for you?

After the political workers appeased Sokov, they leaned closer to the ear of the officer of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and whispered something in a low voice. Although Sokov didn't know what he said to the other party, the officer's face soon revealed a surprised expression. Sokov ignored the two of them, but sat down again, patted the empty seat beside him with his hand, and said to Elizabeth: "Elizabeth, you can sit here."

When Elizabeth heard Sokov say this, a smile appeared on her face again. She shyly walked in front of Sokov, and after turning around gracefully, she sat down in the empty seat beside him. Seeing that Elizabeth actually sat down next to Sokov, the officer of the Ministry of Internal Affairs was extremely dissatisfied, but thinking of what the political workers said to him, he could only suppress the anger in his heart.

The seats of the C-47 transport aircraft are on both sides of the cabin, with an aisle in the middle. The officer of the Ministry of Internal Affairs sat opposite Sokov, staring at him fiercely. If eyes could kill, even if Sokov didn't die at this moment, he would still be scarred.

Sensing the hostile eyes of the internal affairs officer, Elizabeth glanced at Sokov with some concern. It was found that the latter not only did not have the slightest nervous expression on his face, but also stared carelessly at the other party, as if they were confronting each other with their eyes. In order to resolve this embarrassing situation, Elizabeth quickly raised her hand and pushed Sokov, pouted at Rokosovsky who was parked in the aisle, and asked with concern: "Mr. How is the injury?"

"The injury is serious." Although Rokossovsky is still unconscious at the moment, Sokov is not worried at all, because the wartime marshal will shine in the next days of the Great Patriotic War. How can this be the case? He died easily, so he said in a relaxed tone: "However, Comrade Commander is in good health. After staying in the hospital for two months, he will be able to return to the front line again."

After saying this, he felt that some of the titles used by Elizabeth sounded particularly awkward, so he took the opportunity to correct him and said, "Elizabeth, you are not in the German army now, so some titles should be changed."

Elizabeth looked at Sokov suspiciously and asked, "Mr. Major, can you be more specific?"

"For example," Sokov said, pointing to Rokossovsky on the stretcher, "we all call him Comrade Commander, not His Excellency Commander. And I," Sokov pointed to his Nose, continued, "You should call me by my first name, or as Comrade Major. Understand?"

"Understood, Mr. Major... No, it's Comrade Major." Elizabeth breathed a sigh of relief after saying the new awkward address, and asked nervously, "Did I use the correct address this time?"

"Not bad." Sokov nodded, and said in an approving tone: "Your address this time is completely correct. Remember, after calling the other party's official position, you will always add a comrade after it. Understand?"

"Understood, Comrade Major."

The officer of the Ministry of Internal Affairs sitting opposite saw Sokov and Elizabeth talking and laughing, and their eyes were about to burst into flames. His hand stretched out to his waist unconsciously, put it on the holster, ready to draw the gun and shoot at Sokov at any time. Fortunately, the political worker sitting next to him noticed his abnormality, quickly held his hand, and shook his head slightly at him, signaling him not to act rashly.

The officer of the Ministry of Internal Affairs thought of the secret that the political worker had told him when he got on the plane, so he could only sigh secretly, remove his hand from the holster, throw his head back, lean against the bulkhead behind him, close his eyes and start to rest .

Fortunately, the distance from Sukhinich to Moscow was not far, and only half an hour later, the plane landed in front of the open space in front of the Timiryazev Agricultural College.

After the plane came to a complete stop, the pilot lowered the gangway and Sokov was the first to disembark. A lieutenant colonel walked over from an ambulance parked nearby and asked with a serious expression, "Is this Major Sokov?"

"Yes, Comrade Lieutenant Colonel. I am Major Sokov." Seeing that an officer with a higher rank than himself was asking the question, Sokov quickly raised his hand and saluted him: "I was ordered to escort the wounded General Rokossovsky, commander of the Army Group, has come to the military hospital in Moscow for treatment."

"Comrade Major." After returning the salute, the lieutenant colonel continued, "From now on, your task has been completed, and we will handle the rest." After finishing speaking, he rushed to the Several soldiers waved their hands and ordered, "Go and lift the general off the plane."

Sokov watched several fighters board the plane swiftly, and asked the lieutenant colonel curiously: "Comrade lieutenant colonel, where should I go next?"

"You stay here," the lieutenant colonel said to Sokov, "I think someone will pick you up." After speaking, he nodded at Sokov, then turned and walked away.

After a while, Rokossovsky was lifted from the plane by several soldiers, stuffed into the ambulance that just drove over, and rushed towards the teaching building hundreds of meters away like lightning.

As soon as Elizabeth got off the plane, two black cars drove up in front of her, loaded her, the political workers, and the internal affairs officer, and drove off to a distance.

The accompanying staff officer walked up to Sokov and asked in a daze, "Comrade Major, where are we going now? Should we stay in Moscow, or return to Sukhinich immediately?"

"Wait a minute, Comrade Captain." Sokov turned his head and said to the staff: "The lieutenant colonel told me just now that the superior will send someone to pick us up. Let's wait here patiently."

Fortunately, the two didn't wait long before a black car drove over and stopped beside them. Sokov stared at the car parked beside him, thinking to himself: Is the person in the car here to pick us up?

The back door of the car opened, and a captain officer came out. When he saw Sokov, he immediately showed a full smile and shouted excitedly, "Misha, I'm here to pick you up!"

Sokov was taken aback when he heard the other party call him by his nickname. But after he saw the other person's appearance clearly, he couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "Yakov Zhugashvili, is that you?"

"That's right, it's me." Yakov took two steps forward and gave Sokov a warm hug: "Brother, I'm here to pick you up."