Chapter 247

As soon as dinner was served, yegorov, chisgakov and sherebriakov, who had been transferred to defense by the friendly forces in cleukovo, just came back.

Seeing the appearance of political commissar yegorov, bakanize, sitting opposite me, stood up excitedly, and then cried out: "dear yegorov, is that you?"

The commissar was startled by the sudden cry. After seeing the other party clearly, he hesitated and asked, "liezhuo, are you or your ghost?"

"Of course it's me! I didn't expect that I could still stand in front of you alive! " Bakanize got up and went to the Commissar.

"I heard that you died in the battle to defend Smolensk. I didn't expect to see you here again." Yegorov also came.

After hearing the conversation between them, I realized that yegorov and bakanize were old acquaintances. They had known each other since they were exiled in Siberia, and both of them had participated in the battle of Nomenkan under the command of Zhukov. Now the old comrades in arms unexpectedly meet again, which is a separate intimacy. Looking at the two people hugging each other tightly and slapping each other on the back, I immediately got goose bumps all over my body. My heart said that you should stop kissing. I was eating. I watched two big men holding each other and gnawing. Even though I knew it was a kind of etiquette, I couldn't bear it psychologically. Maybe I would spit out all the things I ate. Fortunately, the two old comrades in arms were only limited to hugging and patting each other on the shoulder, and there was no scene that would cause my appetite discomfort.

"Well, two political commissars, you are all hungry!" I don't know how long they'll hold each other, so I quickly interrupted them: "sit down and have something to eat first."

Bakanize let go of yegorov and said with a smile, "chief of staff oshanina didn't remind me. I almost forgot that you didn't eat. Come on, let's sit down and eat. " Then he took yegorov and sat opposite me with him. Sherebriakov sat down on my right side with the deputy commander, Lieutenant Colonel Valeri. Chisgakov and griazinov are sitting on my right.

After everyone was seated, I asked chisjakov in a low voice, "Comrade Colonel, is the transfer of defense finished?"

Chisgakov just put a piece of bread in his mouth. When he heard me ask, he swallowed the bread desperately and nodded his head desperately. After swallowing the bread, he took a deep breath and replied, "please rest assured, division commander. All the lines of defense have been handed over to comrades of the 16th army. Our division has now returned to klin. "

I nodded with satisfaction, then made a gesture of please, said: "I have no problem, you continue to eat." Then he looked at Colonel gritznov beside him.

Seeing me looking at him, the Colonel put down his bread in time to avoid the embarrassment of chisgakov. I asked curiously, "what happened to the prisoner just now?"

The colonel looked at his commissar and then answered me, "that's a German tank lieutenant. During the battle, his tank lost contact with other tanks, because Colin was still in their hands and drove straight to the city. His tank was destroyed by our soldiers with rockets in the east of the city. The other three crew members were killed on the spot because of stubborn resistance, and were captured by our soldiers because they were injured and comatose. "

When the Colonel finished answering my question, Lieutenant Colonel Valeri on the right suddenly said, "Comrade political commissar, I heard that you went to the Kremlin to meet Comrade Stalin before you returned to the army. Can you give us some inside information? "

Having seen Stalin, this sentence is so destructive that people who were eating stopped chewing and looked at bakanize. I also look at the old political commissar opposite me with great interest. You know, in the Great Purge that began in 36 years, many of Stalin's close comrades in arms were purged, and he survived. In addition to saying that he was lucky, maybe his friendship with Stalin was extraordinary.

Bakanize glared discontentedly at his deputy, looked around, but did not speak.

I also looked left and right. In addition to the chief officers of our divisions, there were also several staff officers, service soldiers and security guards. I immediately realized that he was afraid of hearing too many people. If his words were spread out, it would be a serious matter. So I coughed, stood up and said to the others, "we're going to study something important. You go out first."

The officers and men standing around immediately came to attention, turned and walked out of the room without saying a word.

Seeing that all the people left, yegorov, who was sitting next to him, could not help but said curiously, "I said, old man, there is no outsider here, so you can tell us."

"Yes, political commissar bakanize." I also echoed: "tell us about it. You can rest assured that there are reliable people here, and nothing you say will be disclosed. "

Seeing that everyone was staring at himself, bakanize knew that he would not say anything. Today, everyone would not give up. So he cleared his throat and reminded everyone to keep what he heard confidential. Then he said, "before I left Moscow this morning, I received a notice that Comrade Stalin wanted to see me. Of course, I made an appointment for this meeting a few days ago. "

Listening to his slow speech, yegorov, who was beside him, seemed to be more anxious than anyone else. He hastened him to say: "I say dear lejo, I will not talk about these irrelevant things for the time being. Let's just talk about the main point. Everyone will wait."“ In fact, he didn't say anything, "bakanize said without hesitation." Comrade Stalin just talked with me about my family and health for a while. "“ And then what? " This time I asked Colonel gritznov“ When talking about the differences in technology and equipment between our army and the German army, comrade Stalin mentioned the assistance of US allies. "“ The US allies' assistance to us only stays in words, and in fact, they don't see any real equipment for us. " Valeri couldn't help complaining“ That's not what I said, comrade deputy division commander. " Bakanize impolitely corrected his statement, "do you know how much material our allies aid us every month?"“ How many? Isn't it just a few old jeeps? " Valeri retorted somewhat unconvinced. "The real aid data is confidential," bakanize said, shaking his head. But according to Comrade Stalin, the aid provided by US allies is 400 airplanes, 500 tanks, 1000 tons of armored steel, 400 tons of barbed wire and 5000 jeeps per month. There are also a lot of anti-aircraft guns and anti tank weapons. "“ Is there so much? " The data he gave surprised everyone, including me. I don't think the United States has anything to offer to the Soviet Union except a large number of jeeps and anti tank weapons, as well as such distant and empty promises as sending several divisions to fight and opening up a second battlefield. I didn't expect that there were so many technical equipment. There was silence in the room. After a long time, I began to break the silence: "it's getting late. Let's go back and have a rest. Tomorrow we're going to botovo. What political commissar bakanize said today will be forgotten when he goes out of this door. Do you understand? "“ I see. Comrade chief of staff (division commander) of the group army. " All the people present answered with one voice. Political commissar bakanize on the other side also gave me a grateful glance. I stood up and was about to go out when Colonel gritznov suddenly stopped me. He asked, "Comrade chief of staff of the group army, what is the sequence of the March tomorrow?" I pondered for a moment and replied, "tomorrow the seventh division will start first, followed by the eighth division, the Far East independent division, and finally several artillery regiments." After arranging tomorrow's March sequence, I went back to the room arranged for me by Colonel gritznov. The next morning, it was chisgakov who knocked on the door to wake me up, saying that the vanguard of the seventh division, led by political commissar bakanize, had already set out, followed by the troops of Colonel griazenov and Lieutenant Colonel Valeri. The eighth Division has also been assembled. You can set out at any time. I'm here to join the division headquarters. I had just walked out of the building when I saw a jeep coming quickly. My heart was a little uneasy. Did something happen there again? When the car stopped, it was lieutenant commander Valeri who jumped out of the car. He quickly ran to me, saluted in a flurry, and reported in a low voice, "Comrade chief of staff of the group army, it's bad. Something's wrong!" I was scared out of a cold sweat, grabbed his skirt, nervously asked repeatedly: "come on, come on, what's the matter? Did the troops meet the German ambush Waleri shook his head, lowered his head, and said with some sadness, "the jeep of political commissar bakanize was destroyed by German mines. The commissar and several soldiers in the same car died. "“ what?! Sacrificed? " The news was like a bolt from the blue, which made my mind blank. If it wasn't for the kisjakov behind me, I would have been sitting on the ground.