Chapter 149

“ краснопреснерская”， I read this place name again in my heart, "red brysno station". If I remember correctly, it should be a station on the ring line. But the brown line was put into operation for 50 years. How can I have this station now?

"Comrade commander," Xie liaosha interrupted my train of thought and introduced to me, "this is a new subway, which has now been transformed into a Tibetan soldier cave. Except for a few soldiers who were on duty in the barricade, the rest of the soldiers who were responsible for guarding the street stayed here. In the worst case, when the German invades Moscow, they can quickly enter the barricade and engage in street fighting with the invaders. "

He pointed to the soldiers in a neat line in the middle of the hall“ These are the brave soldiers. " Then he pointed to the mountain of materials piled up in the corner of the hall and covered with tarpaulin, and said, "here are the weapons and ammunition needed by the army, and the grain and medicine reserves, which are enough for three months."

I nodded and went to the line in the middle of the hall. The team formed eight neat lines. I counted them. There were 30 people in each line and 240 people in the whole team. Plus the ten or so commanders standing in front of the line, there were almost 260 people.

Just now, far away, I only heard the commander in front of the line talking loudly to the soldiers. When he approached, I could hear what he was saying clearly, "... In order to ensure the defense work in Moscow and stop the subversive activities of the spies, instigators and other agents of the German Communist Party, the National Defense Commission made a decision:" acting battalion commander? " When I heard about his position, I asked curiously, "where's the battalion commander?"

"When the battalion commander went out for inspection yesterday, he encountered an air raid, and his barricade was directly hit by a bomb. Four soldiers died on the spot. The battalion commander and two other soldiers were seriously injured and sent to the hospital for rescue. " At this point, he was a little shy and explained with embarrassment: "originally, I was just a company commander. My superior called me and said that the fighter battalion could not do without a battalion commander. You should act for him first. In this way, I became the acting commander of this fighter battalion. "

"Ha ha!" With a smile, I came forward and patted him on the shoulder and said in a friendly way, "work hard! It won't be long before you get rid of the title of "agent" and become a real battalion commander. "

"Hey, hey," he laughs sheepishly, "that's a good relationship."

I turned my eyes to another young officer. His rank was much lower than that of bukov. He was just a second lieutenant. But just now he was reading Stalin's martial law order to the soldiers. So I asked him curiously, "Comrade commander, what should I call you? And just now I heard you reading out the martial law order issued by Comrade Stalin last month. "

The young officer saluted me and said in a loud voice, "report commander, I'm lieutenant dornikov of the people's Committee of the interior." After a pause, he added: "in addition to assisting the battalions in defending the barricades, I also shoulder the task of eliminating the instigators and subversive elements of the German Communist Party. I read the martial law order to the soldiers once a day, so that we can be more vigilant and find the enemy hiding around us in time. "

"I understand! I understand! " Dealing with the people in the interior department always made me feel uncomfortable, so I agreed one after another and turned off the topic: "Comrade lieutenant, it seems that the defense here is too loose. Why didn't we see the soldiers on duty when we came in just now? "

Hearing this, the second lieutenant blushed and said awkwardly, "I've called all the people here. There's no one left on duty outside."

I was particularly dissatisfied with the negligence caused by his conceited self righteousness. I said solemnly with a stern face: "Comrade lieutenant, this is the time of war. We can't relax our vigilance at any time. If we are not here today, but the Germans sneak in and attack you, how many people do you think will survive in the end? "

My words may be too harsh. The second lieutenant's face turned red. He lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, comrade commander. I'm wrong. However, I am also doing this in order to better accomplish my task. You know, in the current situation, all kinds of saboteurs emerge in endlessly, and we can't prevent them... "

"Wait a minute, comrade lieutenant." I interrupted him and said impatiently, "I'm not your superior. Don't say sorry to me. I am not saying this to you to teach you a lesson, but to remind you that we have suffered too much since the outbreak of the war At this point, I can't help but think of the sacrifice of general Panfilov, who was killed in the German sneak attack. When I think of him, my nose turns sour.

"Comrade commander, I know you." The next bukov suddenly said a word to break this embarrassing situation.

"Oh?! Have we met before? " I looked bukov up and down in front of me, trying to remember where I had seen the officer before. But after thinking for a long time, I still had no clue. I had to shake my head, smile and say with embarrassment, "sorry, comrade captain, I have no impression of you. I really can't remember where I met you."

"Have you forgotten? On the day of the October Revolution Day parade, you bring a troop to red square to participate in the parade. When I got off the bus, you had a chat with lieutenant colonel bezikov. I was standing behind him at that time. "

I was a little impressed by what he said. It seemed that I saw two officers standing not far behind bzikov. However, I watched bzikov chatting and didn't pay attention to the appearance of the officers behind him. Anyway, he is an acquaintance. I let out a cry, and my face suddenly realized. I stepped forward, took his hand, shook it hard, and said, "it's you. If you don't talk about the Red Square parade, I really don't remember."

He took my hand in both hands and said with reverence, "Comrade commander, I have heard commander bzikov mention you many times. He said that you are a great woman. You have participated in many battles and won three medals for bravery. In just a few months, he became an intermediate officer of our army from an ordinary soldier, and now he even commands a unit in front. In our garrison headquarters, many young people regard you as their idol. "

Idol, hearing this term, I can't help laughing. I didn't expect that in this era, I have my own fans. In this era, I just want to live in peace, and I don't want to be the target of public criticism. I have to keep a low profile. I took my hand out of his palm, looked at the soldiers who were still standing neatly in the hall, and again turned off the topic and said, "please let the soldiers disband first, and after arranging for people to go out on duty, take me to visit the place where the soldiers rest and sleep."

"Do you want to see the soldiers sleeping?" He stepped back and made a gesture of "please come with me. I'll show you where the soldiers live." Then he said to lieutenant dornikov, "Comrade lieutenant, please go and ask the soldiers to disband and and arrange for the people who will be on duty at the barricade."

On the right side of the hall is a row of arches, through which you come to the subway platform. Relying on the light coming out of the door, I could see the dense tents on the track under the platform. "This subway station is a station on the ring subway under construction," he told me. Because of the outbreak of war, workers and technicians either evacuated to the rear or joined the army at the front, so the construction of the whole project was completely stopped. "

Just speaking of this, Xie liaosha interrupted him and asked, "what is online subway?"

"It's a term." Bukov explained patiently: "because it's a circular subway, the subway running in a clockwise direction is called the online subway; On the contrary, it's called offline subway. "

I looked at the tent under the platform and asked, "if you put the soldiers here, won't it affect the operation of the subway?"

"No way." "Because the termination of the project was very sudden, there was not even time to lay the tracks here," he replied positively With that, he pointed to the opposite platform and said, "although the platform over there is paved with rails, it is only paved to the exit of the tunnel."

I pointed to the lighting on it again and asked curiously, "I see the lights are bright in the hall, and there are lights here. Why not light them?"

Bukov shook his head and said, "I don't know what happened. When we came here, we found that although the hall was bright, the platforms on both sides were dark. They have reported this to their superiors, but they don't know which department is responsible for supplying power here. So we have to let it go and maintain the status quo. " Then he came to the nearest arch and asked me to follow him in.

After him, I walked back into the hall and came to the material yard. Then I found that there was a desk and several chairs in the corner. He asked a few of us to sit down and took up the teapot to pour us tea.

There was an explosion outside and the lights in the hall flashed. Bukov looked up for a moment, then continued to pour tea for us as if nothing had happened. He said, "it's OK. It's more than ten meters from the ground. The bomb can't fall here. Now it's very dangerous outside. You'd better have tea here with peace of mind. "

After listening to him say this, I turned the corner of my mouth and wanted to say something. At last, I held back. From my heart, I don't like to take the subway except for the inevitable trip, because there are so many miraculous events in Moscow subway that I shudder at the thought of them.

Far apart, I experienced it once in 2009. I came home late that day. There were not many people in the carriage. Although there were still vacant seats, many people still stood habitually. I read with my back against the car door. There was an old man standing on the left and a beautiful woman standing not far in front of me. I glanced at her several times. Shortly after the car started, the beautiful woman suddenly fell to the ground and convulsed. When the car was in a mess, several men and women sitting next to her rushed up and pressed their hands and feet. Two women hugged her head, squeezed her mouth hard and put a long handle key in to pry open her closed teeth.

When I was in a daze, the old man next to me suddenly gave me a hard push and yelled at me. Then he rushed to the walkie talkie by the door and told the conductor about the patient in the carriage. After a few words, he looked back and saw that I was still in a daze. He yelled at me again. Then I realized that he asked me to help. I stuffed the book into my bag and ran to help hold Meimei's leg.

Although five or six people and I pressed Meimei's leg together, but in the case of her violent convulsions, it still made us feel powerless. At this time, who yelled a word I didn't understand, and then I found that the crotch of her jeans was wet, and soon spread to the whole pants, and soon a strong smell of urine filled the car. It occurred to me later that the man was shouting that Meimei was incontinent. When the bus arrived at the station, doctors from the subway station came to give first aid and brought stretchers. After the doctor got on the bus, he didn't see the patient. Instead, he directly asked everyone if there was a young woman with an epileptic seizure. At that time, I thought the doctor was really amazing. Before I saw the patient, I could guess who was sick. When the doctor put down the medicine box, the first thing he took out was a roll of bandage. There was an old lady nearby who could not see it. She accused the doctor and said, "other people have epileptic seizures. What do you do with bandages?" The doctor said calmly, "when she fell, she must have broken the back of her head." Saying hello, everyone turned over the pretty girl who was not twitching. At the back of his head, there was a bleeding wound. The old lady was surprised and said, "doctor, it's amazing that you can even judge this." "It's not my magic, it's three young girls who have had seizures in the car in a row this week, and they are in the same car every time," the doctor muttered Back home, I checked the news on the Internet, only to know that on the night of September 9, someone photographed a young woman's face in the empty subway car. As soon as this photo was taken, a young girl in the car had a seizure, fell to the ground, convulsed, and broke the back of her head. However, it is strange that the young girl was sent to the hospital, an examination found that she did not have any epilepsy. A week later, as like as two peas in the same carriage, a young girl was just like the last one. Of course, the result of the examination was still the same. According to the online version, there are ghosts wandering in the subway station, and they come out to wander around at night. What I met in the subway today is the third case. Later, two similar incidents happened one after another. It was not until the relevant departments invited the priest to do a Dharma in the subway that the subway became peaceful again. Now I'm staying in an unfinished subway station. Isn't there more chance of meeting ghosts? As soon as I think of what I said on the Internet, I feel cool on my back. I was determined to leave as soon as the air raid was over.