Chapter 57

I opened my eyes and found that everything around me was white, white ceiling, white walls, white bedding. Seeing these things, I know that I am lying in the hospital now. I closed my eyes and thought for a while, but I didn't know how I got to the hospital. The last impression I left in my mind was that a shell exploded behind bahadu.

"Comrade commander, you are awake!" There was a girl's cry of surprise. I turned to see that it was a young nurse in a white coat.

"Where am I?"

"This is the rear hospital in yujanaya." After answering my question, she ran out of the ward. I look around. This is a single room. Besides the bed I sleep in, there is a table and a armchair in the room. There was a pile of clothes piled up on the chair, and I immediately recognized that it was the military uniform I was wearing.

I moved my hands gently without any pain; After moving my feet again, I still feel good. It seems that my injury is not serious at all. I groped all over my body with my hands for a long time, but I didn't find any injured parts.

At a strange time, the door of the ward opened, and the little nurse came in with several doctors and nurses. When they came in, they took my temperature and blood pressure with all hands. They were very busy.

After a nervous inspection, I found that everything was normal. An old military doctor wearing a mask who had just examined me with a stethoscope said, "Comrade commander, it's a miracle that you can wake up. You know, you've been in a coma for a week in the hospital bed. Although you don't have any scars on your body, we still can't bring you back to life. "

"Ah?" The words of the military doctor startled me and made me lie in the hospital bed for such a long time. I can't help asking him anxiously: "doctor comrade, is my body OK?"

"It doesn't matter, comrade commander. Judging from the examination results just now, you are in very good health and can be discharged at any time. " When he said this to me, there seemed to be a sense of relief. Then he turned to the little nurse and said, "Ania, you stay and take good care of the commander. Do you understand? "

"Yes, comrade president." After listening to her words, I couldn't help but be surprised. In order to give me a physical examination, the yard of the military hospital actually went out in person. It's too important for me.

The doctors and nurses packed up the equipment and left the ward safely, leaving only the little nurse named Ania.

After everyone left, my little nurse handed me the clothes on the chair, and then chatted with her as she dressed: "my dear, your name is Ania?"

"Yes, comrade commander." She answered me with some restraint.

"What did you do as a nurse?"

"I'm a student of Lenin Normal University. I'm a sophomore this year. After the outbreak of the war, the school stopped classes. Although no one mobilized us, most of the students went to the front line, so I came with them. "

"Do all your classmates work in hospitals?" I then asked.

"No, comrade commander. In addition to me and a few female students as nurses in the hospital, the rest went to the front-line combat troops or built fortifications in the city. "

"Oh." I nodded, lifted the quilt, and began to put the men's army trousers on my legs.

"Comrade commander, how do you wear men's military trousers?" Annia asked curiously.

"It's too cold to wear a skirt, and the Quartermaster didn't give me the right pants, so I borrowed one from my comrades."

"Do all the women soldiers wear skirts?" She really got me in the way of asking. I only remember when I was in Leningrad, the women soldiers of the anti-aircraft machine gun company wore blue dresses, and the women soldiers directing traffic on the street also wore skirts. As for the other women soldiers, it seems that I haven't seen any other women in the army since I arrived in Moscow, so I really don't know what they wear, skirt or pants.

"What's going on at the front?" I quickly turned off the topic and asked what I was most interested in.

"Still fighting." Her answer is very vague and general. No wonder the internal information of the Soviet army was too closed, not to mention that a little nurse, even a commander at the battalion or regiment level, did not know where to fight. All they could do was to gather the troops and enter the battle positions assigned to them by their superiors on time.

"Did I really go into a coma in bed for a week?" I had a little doubt about what the military doctor said just now. I didn't have any scars on my whole body. I was just stunned by the blast of the shells. How could I have been in a coma for so long?

"It's true, comrade commander." Ania answered me with an innocent look on her face“ During the days when you were unconscious in bed, many superior commanders called to understand your situation every day. I heard a classmate working in the courtyard Office say that you are calling from the division commander of your division, the commander of the group army, and even the commander of the front army, general Zhukov. "

I put on my army coat and cotton trousers, but I didn't find my army coat that I wear every day. So I asked annia, "annia, I still have an army coat. Do you see it?"

"I know where it is." Annia nodded her head desperately and said, "on the day you were sent to the hospital, your coat was covered with blood. It was as wet as if it had just been fished out of the water, so as soon as I took it off, I sent it to the laundry room. Just a moment. I'll get it for you right away. " Then she opened the door and ran out.

I sat by the bed staring at the roof in a daze, thinking back to the situation before the injury, the shell exploded behind bahadu, I was stunned, he was more dangerous. The bloodstains on our army coat must be from him.

Annia came back to the room with her military coat and gave it to me. I took it and looked at it carefully. I found that although the military coat had been cleaned carefully, there were still large brown marks on her front. It seemed that bahadu had died. I couldn't help feeling sad.

"Comrade commander, what's the matter with you?" She asked curiously.

"Nothing," I said to her, wiping the tears on my cheek with the back of my hand. "Don't always call me Comrade commander. I'm too awkward. I'd better call me Rita."

"I see, Rita." The girl changed her tongue very quickly.

"Do you know where to call?" Having put on my military coat, I asked annia again.

"In the yard, in the office." The little girl volunteered and said to me, "I'll take you."

In the office of the yard, there is only another little nurse. It is estimated that she is the classmate that Ania said just now. Sure enough, Ania went up to her and murmured a few words. The nurse picked up the phone and asked me, "Comrade commander, where do you want to call?"

I thought for a moment, call Panfilov. I'm afraid the battle is going on near his division headquarters. It's not appropriate to call at this time; Call the headquarters of the group army. If rokosovsky receives my call when he is in a bad mood and is nervously commanding the battle, he may scold me and not call me. I'd better call Zhukov, commander of the front army. Anyway, I'm also the special commissioner he sent to the 16th group army. I have more reasons to call him. So I said to the little nurse, "connect me with the western front command."

"All right, comrade commander." The little nurse began to dial a number, and then said to the inside, "Hello, please connect with the western front command."

In the process of waiting for the phone to be connected, I said to Ania, "Ania, please help me to go through the discharge procedures. I need to go back to the army as soon as possible." Annia agreed, turned and ran out of the dean's office.

"The phone is through, comrade commander." The little nurse handed me the microphone. I took the microphone and heard a familiar voice: "I'm the western front command. Where are you?"

"I'm lieutenant commander oshanina. Please connect me with general Zhukov."

"Hello, comrade commander. I'm Vassili, the second lieutenant on duty. I'll pick you up at once His self identification reminds me of the second lieutenant who stopped me at the gate of the headquarters on the day when the major general committed suicide. No wonder his voice just sounded familiar.

"I'm Zhukov. Where are you?" Zhukov's familiar and serious voice came from the microphone.

"Hello, senior general. This is oshanina. May I report back to the headquarters? "

"How are you doing?" Zhukov asked with concern.

"It's all right."

"Since everything is normal, don't stay in the hospital. Come back to the headquarters as soon as possible. I'm short of staff here." With that, he hung up.

With the discharge certificate that Ania helped me with, I went to the gate of the hospital alone and stopped a military car with the wind to the Western army headquarters.

As soon as I entered the headquarters, I met some familiar faces from time to time. When everyone saw me, they all nodded to greet me with a smile. When he came to Zhukov's office, the second lieutenant on duty stood up from the table and said to me, "Comrade commander, you are here. Comrade General is waiting for you." Then he opened the door for me.

I went into the room and saw Zhukov busy at his desk. He took off his army coat and hung it on the coat rack. Then he walked to him and stopped a few steps away.

"Anything to report?" He felt someone approaching and asked without looking up.

"Report to senior general, o'shanina is discharged from hospital after her injury. I'm here to report to you. At your disposal. " I saluted him at attention and reported aloud.

"Rita." He looked up and saw that it was me. He threw the pencil in his hand on the table, stepped over to me and held me tightly in his arms.

After letting go of me, he stepped back two steps, looked me up and down, then frowned and said, "what are you wearing? The upper body is wearing the summer military coat of the female soldier, and the lower body is wearing the men's cotton military trousers that don't fit. It looks really awkward. "

"These military trousers are borrowed from my political instructor. It's too cold to wear skirts and it's not convenient to fight." I explained to him in a hurry.

After listening to me, he didn't say a word. Instead, he picked up the phone on the desk, dialed a number and said to it, "I'm general Zhukov. You can prepare a small winter uniform for me. Send it to me immediately. Move quickly. Do you understand? "