Chapter 291

On the road from the station to the headquarters, there were busy people everywhere, including those who put out the fire, those who rescued the wounded, and those who cleared the road obstacles. It took me more than half an hour to get back to the headquarters.

When I came to the headquarters building again, I saw that it was still calm, in sharp contrast to the busy surroundings. However, this is also a good thing. It shows that the headquarters did not suffer any losses in the shelling just now.

Outside, an officer with his hands behind his back was pacing back and forth in front of the two sentinels. From time to time, he raised his wrist to watch the time, as if waiting for someone.

When he saw me walking past, he trotted to me with a smile on his face. Before and after arriving at my face, he raised his hand and asked with a smile, "is that major o'shanina?"

"Yes." I looked at him up and down, and asked, "who are you, please?"

"I'm major uliukayev, the logistics section chief of the headquarters. At the command of general hilov, I will arrange an empty bed for you in the building. From the present situation, you may live in the city for a few days. "

"Thank you. Can you take me now?" I feel very tired, hungry and cold now. I want to find a place to have a good rest immediately.

"Come with me, please!"

He led me to the room where I stayed. The room is on the first floor. There are four beds in it. Under the dim light, you can see that the beds are neatly covered with gray quilts, and there is no one. Major uliukayev explained to me, "this is the dormitory for female soldiers in the communication room. They usually work late into the night, sometimes all night."

After uliukayev left, I ate a few slices of dry bread and didn't drink water. I took off my clothes, turned out the light, covered myself with the quilt and lay down to sleep. The quilt cover is cold and wet. Even if you cover your head, you still feel cold. It's too cold to sleep.

I closed my eyes and tried not to think about anything. I even forgot what I saw today for a while. Then I began to count sheep from one to a thousand according to the old habit that I had almost forgotten when I was a child. But it didn't work. I still couldn't sleep

Suddenly, I seemed to understand why I couldn't sleep. I felt someone in the room staring at him. I pulled the quilt down hard and poked my head out from under the quilt. The room was still dark and silent.

I covered my head again, but the feeling didn't disappear. Instead, it became more and more intense. I felt someone staring at me from somewhere in the dark. I couldn't see the man or her face, only her eyes - those were angry eyes.

I suddenly understood whose look it was. It's the look of the fat old lady I pushed out of the car. She stood in front of my bed with blood and flesh, and glared at me with hatred.

My body began to tremble slightly. I didn't know whether I was afraid or frozen. I tried to narrow my eyes more tightly, hoping that this feeling would disappear. I comforted myself in my heart that under the circumstances at that time, if the old lady in the way was not pushed down, the rest of the passengers and I would probably die under German fire. I didn't do anything wrong when I sacrificed one person to save a group of people.

I tried to comfort myself with this idea, but the old lady's eyes still looked at me from the dark

In this way, I didn't fall asleep until dawn. After a short sleep, the female signalmen who came back from work woke me up. Although their voice is very light, it is enough to wake me up. I looked out of the window. It was already dawn. He got up and dressed, asked a girl soldier who had not yet gone to bed about the location of the canteen, and went directly to the canteen for breakfast.

In the canteen, I met general Shilov who was having breakfast. After greeting me to sit down, he kindly asked me, "major oshanina, did you see your mother and son on Vladimir street yesterday?"

I shook my head and said, "I went there yesterday. I didn't see it. They have been evacuated. "

The general listened to me, sighed and said, "this is war. We have to separate ourselves from our relatives." The topic changed, "are you here for breakfast? You don't have your name in the dining list of the headquarters. If you come by yourself, you can't eat anything at all. " Then he turned to the front desk and yelled, "waiter."

A woman soldier in an apron came quickly, bent slightly in front of us and asked hilov, "general, what's your instruction?"

Hilov pointed to me and told the waiter, "there is no major's name in the dining room. Go to tell the person in charge of your canteen that I specially approved it and prepare the same breakfast for the major."

"Yes." The waiter promised, turned and ran back to the desk. He put a plate in front of me and said, "Comrade major, this is your breakfast. I wish you a good appetite. "

I see that breakfast is very simple, just a piece of black bread and a spoonful of porridge. He opened the cloth bag he had brought, took out the dried bread and enema, and invited general hilov to eat it. At the beginning, he was still a little constrained and pushed back the food I put in front of him, but at my insistence, he ate it in a hurry.

While eating, he said to me in a low voice: "major oshanina, originally commander Huojin intended to meet you and talk with you about how to improve the air defense sentry. However, the situation has changed. Our assault operation on the Neva River has failed. The troops involved in the assault are suffering huge losses. Comrade commander has now rushed to the front line. Originally I wanted you to stay in the city for a few more days, but now it seems that you can't. You have to go back to the ice transport line immediately. The air defense mission there is a great responsibility. "“ What time does it start? " Hilov looked at his watch and said, "in another hour, there will be a tank troop going out of the city through the ice transport line. You will go with them. After dinner, I'll ask the driver to take you to join the army. " After dinner, general hilov's driver took me to the assembly site of the tank troops that were about to leave. Seeing our car, an officer in a tank uniform ran up to me and said, "Hello, major oshanina. I'm captain vitorganov, commander of the tank unit. I've just received the order from the superior. I'm waiting for you here. "“ When can we start? "“ Go now“ All right, "Captain vitorganov agreed, then waved to his troops and called," let's go! " Our march on the ice began. This is really a special tank unit. The turrets and the steel covers on the engines of all the tanks have been removed and put on the sled trailers made of logs. And the tank driver, standing in the base of the tank, drives the tank. The rest of the tank soldiers got into the covered trucks specially prepared for them. I'm thinking about whether I'll be in a covered truck like the soldiers. The considerate vitorganov bent down to my ear and said in a low voice, "Comrade major, I found an empty truck for you. You can take that truck later." Then he got up straight and pointed to the side: "that's the one." I went over to have a look and couldn't help being happy. It's a coincidence that another acquaintance, Azarov, pulled me into the city yesterday. After I got on the bus, he shook hands and said, "Azarov, it's a coincidence that we met again so soon." After shaking hands with me, Azarov said while driving: "yes, comrade commander, what a coincidence. They asked me to take a commander to the ice transportation line, but it was you. Oh, by the way, have you seen your mother and son? "“ No, "my mood suddenly went down. What I am most afraid of now is that others ask this question, and the people who ask this question are all out of concern. It's not enough if they don't answer," they have evacuated. " Azarov let out a cry, and then asked with concern, "do you know where they have been evacuated?"“ hear nothing of. I asked my neighbors, and they didn't know. They just knew it was an evacuation. " Azarov was silent, looking ahead and driving with all his attention. After driving on the ice transportation line for about ten minutes, it was very close to the anti-aircraft artillery camp. At this time, clear gunfire came from outside. First, one shot, then another shot, and then another shot“ Air raid If the first shot rings, I'm still a little confused. When the second and third shots ring, I can't react again. I've got Alzheimer's disease. It's the alarm shot of air defense sentry“ Find a place to hide. "“ What happened? " Azarov does not know about the newly launched air defense sentry, let alone the repeated gunfire outside, which is an air defense alarm. He continues to drive forward“ Stop the car In a hurry, I patted him heavily on the shoulder and yelled at him: "you are deaf. Didn't you hear the alarm and gunfire outside? The enemy planes are coming to attack. " Azarov slammed on the brake. The huge inertia made me rush forward and hit my head heavily against the window glass. If it wasn't for the cushion effect of the cotton hat, I would have broken my head and blood or flew out of the window. An enemy plane swooped down on the tank troops in front of us, and the bullets from the machine guns plowed through the body. First of all, I saw the baffles on both sides of the car smashed to pieces, flying like feathers, and then the tires were punctured and shriveled. When the enemy plane pulled up its nose and flew, the truck burst into flames. It seemed that the fuel tank had been pierced. Several tank soldiers covered with fire jumped from the car and rolled on the ground, trying to put out the fire. Azarov opened the car door, jumped down, ran towards the tank soldiers and took off his clothes as he ran. He ran to a tank soldier who was rolling on the ground and covered it with his coat. The fire on the tank soldiers suddenly became much smaller. Azarov lifted his coat and covered it with all his strength. He soon put out the fire on him. Then he turned to help other tank soldiers put out the fire.