Red Moscow

"Great, this is really great." Yakov couldn't help being overjoyed when he heard that Ustinov agreed to establish a new weapon project, and he would participate in the development and manufacture. He said to Sokov with some excitement: "Misha, for this, we should find a place to celebrate."

Sokov naturally would not object to Yakov's proposal. It has been a few months since I came to this era. Except for the first few days in the town of Khimki, I spent the rest of the time participating in the battle. Now that I have the opportunity to walk around, I have a good look at the Moscow that I am familiar with in later generations. , why not do it.

Just when he was about to nod his head in agreement, he suddenly thought of the purpose of his trip, which was to escort Rokossovsky to the military hospital in Moscow for treatment, but since he got off the plane yesterday, Rokossovsky was picked up by the hospital. After leaving, I still don't know what happened to him. Thinking of this, he said to Yakov with some embarrassment: "Yakov, although I really want to celebrate with you, but I can't do it now, I still have to go to the hospital to visit Comrade Commander to find out how his injury is! "

"So this is what you are worried about." Yakov was a little unhappy when he heard that Sokov rejected his request, but he learned that Sokov was unable to reconcile with him because he wanted to visit Rokossovsky. I went to celebrate by myself, and my mood regained peace. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, General Rokossovsky's operation was successful, and all the shrapnel on his back have been taken out. His life is not in danger, and he only needs to rest for two months before he can return to the hospital. It's the front line. Let's go, let's celebrate."

Now that Yakov has reached this point, it would be a bit hypocritical for Sokov to refuse, so he nodded vigorously and said straightforwardly: "Okay, let's find a place to celebrate. "

On the streets of Moscow, Sokov did not see the barricades he imagined, but an orderly scene. Pedestrians coming and going stopped at the shops on the side of the road from time to time to see if there were any commodities they needed. He even saw children playing on the street. If it weren't for the patrols that occasionally appeared in sight, Sokov almost thought he had returned to Moscow in the peaceful era.

Yakov is very familiar with Moscow, and he took Sokov to a restaurant next to Mayakovsky Square with ease. Before entering the door, he smiled and said to Sokov, "Misha, although the restaurant here is not luxurious, the food it can serve is the most complete in Moscow."

Yakov's words aroused Sokov's interest. After he sat down at the table, he asked Yakov curiously: "Yakov, as far as I know, Moscow, like all cities in the Soviet Union, has implemented a rationing system. But why can the restaurant here still provide enough food for the guests?"

Yakov tilted his head, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Misha, you have to know that Moscow is the capital of the Soviet Union after all. There are diplomats, journalists and some famous people from various countries here. We always have to create a special place for them. What a comfortable environment."

Sokov heard Yakov's off-screen voice, the restaurant here is specially set up to take care of crooked nuts. Thinking of this, he said with a little confidence: "Yakov, since this place is for crooked nuts, is it appropriate for us to come here?"

"Don't worry, Misha." Yakov waved his hand at Sokov and said confidently, "I've been here a few times, and I'm very familiar with the manager. There won't be any problem." A male waiter not far away beckoned him to come over.

The male waiter walked up to the two of them and said politely, "I'm sorry, comrade soldier, what can I do for you?"

"Give me the menu," Yakov said.

Unexpectedly, the male waiter looked Yakov up and down, but shook his head, and said politely and distantly: "I'm sorry, comrades in the army, we only accept crooked nuts here, please leave."

"What, let's leave?" Yakov didn't expect the male waiter to say that, blushed immediately, and said loudly to him: "Call your manager out."

Unexpectedly, the male waiter said neither humble nor overbearing: "I'm sorry, comrades in the army, our manager is not here. Even if he is here, he will not receive you, so please leave."

If the male waiter had a bad attitude, maybe Sokov would help Yakov with a few words, but the other party was very polite, so even if he wanted to interrupt, he didn't know what to say.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit came over and asked the male waiter, "Liao Sha, what's the matter?"

"Comrade Deputy Manager," the male waiter named Liao Sha quickly explained to the middle-aged man: "These two military comrades want to eat here, and I told them no, but they refused to listen to my explanation. You can't stay."

"Okay, I know. You go to work first." After the deputy manager sent Liao Sha away, he looked at Sokov and Yakov and said to Sokov, who had a high rank: " Comrade commander, I am Konstantin, the deputy manager of the restaurant. Although I welcome the two commanders who have served the country to visit our poor place, it is a pity that we are a foreign-related restaurant and do not accept foreigners. People, please forgive me. If you can, please leave now!"

Facing the deputy manager who ordered the eviction, Sokov felt dumbfounded. If he was facing a deputy manager of the restaurant who spoke viciously, Yakov could make the other party feel overwhelmed, but the other party's attitude was always polite, so that he couldn't get angry even if he wanted to.

Due to this situation, Sokov could only cast his eyes on Yakov for help, and asked with a wry smile: "Yakov, tell me, what should we do now?"

Yakov touched two nails in a row and was upset. Hearing Sokov's question, he raised his hand and slammed on the table, angrily said: "Call your manager out, he will tell you , who am I?"

"I'm sorry, Comrade Captain." Konstantin said to Yakov with a smile: "We are a foreign-related restaurant here, and we cannot accept nationals. This is a rule. Please forgive me. Besides, even if Comrade Manager is here, he will I can’t let you stay here for dinner. In my opinion, you should change to another one.”

"I'm not leaving." Yakov may feel that the deputy manager made him a little embarrassed, and he was also stubborn. He looked up at Konstantin and said, "You go and call the manager. If he asks me to leave, I will leave here immediately without saying a word.”

Seeing that Yakov was so stubborn that he insisted on staying here for dinner, Konstantin became more and more dissatisfied, and his tone of voice inevitably became heavier: "Comrade Captain, if you don't leave, then I will notify the police and let them Come and ask the two of you to leave."

Hearing what Konstantin said, Yakov gestured to him to invite him, and said casually: "Please! If you want to call anyone, go ahead and call. Anyway, if you can't have dinner here today, I will definitely Don't leave the restaurant half a step."

Seeing Yakov playing a rogue, Konstantin couldn't help but get angry. He turned around and walked to the counter, picked up the phone on the table, and called the nearby police station. As soon as the phone was connected, he immediately said into the microphone: "Is it the police station? This is the Volga restaurant, and I am the deputy manager, Constantine. The situation is like this. Two soldiers insisted on coming to our place for dinner. I have already I told them that this is a foreign-related restaurant and does not accept foreigners, but they still refuse to leave, please..."

The policeman who answered the phone heard that someone was making trouble in the Volga restaurant, and quickly said: "Comrade deputy manager, please wait a moment, I will report this matter to the director immediately, and arrange personnel to deal with it."

After the police put down the phone, they immediately ran to the director's office and reported to the director, Solikovsky. Solikowski heard that someone was making trouble in the foreign-related Volga restaurant, so he quickly called four or five policemen on duty, and took them to the Volga restaurant.

Seeing Solikovsky leading the people to the restaurant in person, the deputy manager Konstantin hurriedly greeted him and said with a smile, "Comrade Major, why are you personally leading the team today?"

"I heard that someone is making trouble in your restaurant," Solikowski said angrily, "I came here to see who it is and how bold it is."

"It's those two soldiers." Konstantin pointed to the two Yakovs sitting in the corner of the restaurant, reading Solikovsky and said: "No matter how much I persuade, they refuse to leave, and they really want to eat here. Comrade Major, let me see if..." Before he could finish his sentence, Solikovsky stared at the two soldiers and opened his mouth in surprise, as if he had seen something surprising.

"Comrade Major," Konstantin asked with concern after seeing Solikovsky's unusual behavior, "what's the matter with you, what's wrong?"

Solikovsky had met Yakov several times here, so he naturally knew his identity. But Konstantin, the deputy manager next to him, didn't know that those new waiters who had just arrived here for two days didn't know Yakov's identity, otherwise they wouldn't make a move to persuade Yakov to leave.

Solikovsky took a deep breath and said to Konstantin: "Comrade Konstantin, if I were you, I would call the manager Fadeyev and ask him to come back and deal with this matter in person."

"But Comrade Fadeyev is having a meeting in the city, and he won't be back for a while..." He had just finished speaking, and when he saw Solikovsky leading someone back and walking outside, he quickly grabbed the other party's hand Hand, asked puzzledly: "Comrade major, the matter here has not been dealt with yet? Why are you leaving?"

Solikovsky quickly waved his hand at him and said, "Comrade Konstantin, I haven't been to the restaurant today, and you haven't seen me, understand? This matter is a bit tricky. I suggest you report to the French immediately." Comrade Deyev called and asked him to come back to the restaurant immediately, otherwise I really don't know what the consequences will be. I'm sorry, there are still things in the bureau, and I have to leave." After finishing speaking, he took several The policeman left without looking back.

Looking at the back of Solikovsky leaving, Konstantin was a little dumbfounded. He had been working here for less than two days, and the waiter in the restaurant was also a newcomer. Who scared Solikovsky? Fleeing away, I really can't figure it out. But he thought of the last few words that Solikovsky told himself, so he hurried to the counter, picked up the phone, and called the duty office in the city, asking the duty officer to inform the manager Fadeyev to answer the phone .

The meeting in the city had just ended, and Fadeyev was about to leave. When he passed the duty room, he was stopped by the duty officer, saying that he had his own phone. Fadeyev picked up the phone suspiciously, and said into the microphone: "I am Fadeyev, who am I lucky enough to talk to?"

"Comrade manager, it's me, Konstantin." The deputy manager said with a sad face on the phone: "Two soldiers came today and insisted on eating in our restaurant. I have already told him that this is a restaurant for foreigners and does not accept nationals." , but they just refused to leave. I invited Major Solikowski from the Civil Police Department to deal with the matter. Unexpectedly, when the major saw the two of them, he immediately turned around and left. I will call you and ask you to return to the restaurant as soon as possible to deal with this matter."

When Fadeyev heard this, his heart skipped a beat, thinking that maybe Konstantin had offended someone he shouldn't have offended. He asked cautiously, "What do those two soldiers look like?"

Konstantin quickly turned his head to look at Yakov and the others, and at the same time described the appearance of the two to Fadeyev on the other end of the phone: "One is a major, tall, with short blond hair, and his face thin……"

After hearing Konstantin's description of Sokov, Fadeyev shook his head and said to himself: I probably haven't seen this person before, and he must not be a big shot. He then asked, "What does the other person look like?"

After Konstantin described Yakov's features, cold sweat broke out on Fadeyev's forehead. After he wiped his sweat with his hand, he asked nervously, "Comrade deputy manager, what is the military rank of that soldier?" , is it the captain?"

"Yes, Comrade Manager." Constantine nodded and replied affirmatively, "The other person is indeed a captain. How did you know?"

If Konstantin is in front of Fadeyev at this moment, he will definitely be beaten by the latter. It is not good for you to offend anyone, but you have offended the eldest son of the Supreme Commander himself. Even if it is death, it is not you who did it. . Thinking of this, he quickly ordered Constantine: "Comrade deputy manager, the meeting in the city is over, I will rush back immediately. Your task now is to take the menu and apologize to the captain yourself, and then you can choose what he wants to eat. Give him something, understand?"

Although Konstantin didn't know why Fadeyev was so afraid of a captain, he also realized that something was wrong, and quickly nodded and replied: "Understood, Comrade Manager, I will send the menu to Comrade Captain immediately."

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