"Colin's lost!" In the bumpy jeep, rokosovsky, who had been silent, suddenly made such a remark. Colin! Hearing this place name, I immediately think of the military conference that changed my destiny. At the meeting, rokosovsky assigned two tasks: one was to send people to klin to take charge of the city defense war; the other was to send people to 316 infantry division at that time to assist the division commander, general Panfilov. At that time, I took the initiative to go to the 316 division to assist in commanding, and by chance, I became the first division commander of the division after it was promoted to the guard division. I remember it was a general who went to Kling, but I couldn't remember his name in a hurry. Because I was racking my brains to think about the general's name, the dignified expression on my face made rokosovsky mistakenly think that I was listening to him, so he went on talking to me. When I heard the commander say that klin's garrison, under the fierce attack of the German army, which was superior in strength and weaponry, had fought tenaciously and inflicted heavy casualties on the enemy, and then the remaining troops with heavy casualties withdrew from the city in an orderly manner to the Istra area, I suddenly remembered the general's name and asked with concern: "Comrade commander, Major general zaharov, who is in charge of commanding the klin defense, what's the matter now? " Rokosovsky shook his head and replied, "I don't know. Under the fierce German offensive, the troops were scattered. The headquarters has lost contact with him." Are the troops dispersed? What I heard you say just now is that we retreated in an orderly way. How could it become a rout after a while? But just think about it in your heart, and you can't say it. Seeing the sad look of rokosovsky, I quickly comforted him: "Comrade commander, you don't have to worry. Major general Zakharov Ji Ren has his own destiny. Maybe he is gathering the scattered troops and building a new defensive position somewhere. " Rokosovsky sighed and said helplessly, "I hope so!" Then he stopped talking, closed his eyes, leaned his head on the back of the chair, and closed his eyes. After driving a little further, the speed began to slow down. Ramis, who was sitting in the front row, turned back and said to me in a low voice, "Comrade division commander, we have entered our division's defense area. There are more craters on the road, so I slowed down. "“ Well, I see. Drive carefully The first sentence is to reply to Ramis, and the second is to remind grissa. Less than two minutes later, the car stopped. Grissa just wanted to tell me where I was. Ramis had pushed the door open and jumped out into the snow. I gently pushed rokosovsky beside me and called him softly: "Comrade commander, we are here. Let's get out of the car!" Rokosovsky opened his eyes, bent over and looked out of the window, muttering, "it's coming so soon."“ Let me help you out of the car Then I reached over to help him get out of the car. Who knows, he waved his hand, repeatedly said: "no, no, I'd better go by myself. After so long, the sprain seems to be less painful." Since he didn't need help, I didn't have to sit still. I got up and got out of the car. Although rokosovsky said he could walk by himself, I still stood by the door to see if there was anything I could do to help him. When I waved to Ramis and asked him to help me, I saw that he was not happy. It seemed that I was doing something superfluous. Fortunately, what happened afterwards proved that my worry was not unnecessary. Rokossovski just stepped on the snow, probably because his injured foot was not strong enough, and his body suck up and went straight to the snow. Fortunately, Ramis was quick-sighted and helped him to avoid the fate of the commander wrestling in full view of the public. Ramis and I supported rokosovsky left and right to prevent him from falling again. He put his hands on our shoulders, looked back, and said, "chief of staff, they're here too. Let's go to the division headquarters." I promised and helped him to walk forward carefully. The headquarters of the division is in a big wooden house in the forest. From the outside, it is an old building. From the light in the crevice, it can be seen that many people are busy inside. We got off the car only ten meters away from the building. Although we helped the slow-moving rokosovsky, it took only a minute or two. The two soldiers on duty at the gate were supposed to be under Ramis' hands. Seeing us in the past, they neither stopped us nor asked anything. They stood at attention and saluted directly. Then a soldier took the initiative to lift the curtain at the gate and invited us in. Entering the new division headquarters, there was a lot of noise. Telegrams, telephone rings and shouts came one after another. Staff officers and signalmen were busy nervously. In the middle of the room, there was a huge wooden table with a map spread out. Leviagin, the political commissar, two other commanders and several commanders were around to watch a staff officer's work on the map.