In March, as the temperature rises, the ice on Lake Ladoga begins to thin.
As the ice can not bear too much weight, the ice headquarters decided to stop using trucks from now on, and rely on horse drawn sleds to carry food and daily necessities to the city.
Except for a company left behind to maintain order on the ice, the other units of the convoy of regimental units of Lieutenant Colonel habi were transferred to the south of Lake Ladoga. At the same time, there was also lieutenant ugad, who had been temporarily strengthened to the women's antiaircraft artillery company, and the male soldier of the platoon he brought over at that time.
Not long after habi's troops were transferred, general hilov of ice command sent a driver to send me a transfer order. The order reads: "in order to quickly break the siege of Leningrad by the bandits and effectively strengthen the grassroots command force of the assault forces outside the siege, major Lida mushdakova oshanina, commander of the second antiaircraft artillery battalion, was dispatched to the 54th group army under the command of general fejiuningsky. This order shall take effect from the date of service. Commander of Leningrad Front Army: Mikhail semunovich Hozin. March 10, 1942. "
After I read the transfer order, general hilov's driver said dryly, "report major, I've been ordered to send you to general olhof fejiuningsky's 54th army headquarters."
"All right, comrade driver. Please wait outside the tent. I'll clean up and start right away
After saluting, the driver turned and walked out of the tent. Kiriyanova, who had been staying nearby, got up and gave me a hug. After separation, her eyes were red and she asked, "Rita, is this going to break up again?"
"Yes, kirianova." In fact, I'm quite helpless with such personnel arrangement. I haven't had any comfort days since I went through it. I've always been transferred from one unit to another, and I feel like I'm running a dragon's errand. Or in popular terms, it's a brick, and you can move to where you need it.
In fact, I don't have much luggage to pack up. Basically, I just need to put on my military coat, strap on my belt, step on my briefcase, and then put my assault rifle on my shoulder to walk.
I am still reluctant to leave this place where I have lived for nearly two months. At the thought of being separated from these women soldiers, I can't help but have a sour nose. Before leaving the tent, I couldn't help hugging kiriyanova again. I put my hands around her waist, put my head on her shoulder, closed my eyes and choked back the tears.
When my mood was stable, I let go of kirianova, tried to pretend to be happy, put my hands on her shoulders and said, "Dear company commander, don't be sad. They are temporary. We will meet again sooner or later."
I turned around and tried to lift the curtain. Suddenly she asked, "Rita, don't you need me to call up the women soldiers to see you off? Even if you call the director of Orlova back
"No, you all have things to do. I want to leave alone. Don't disturb anyone." Then I lifted the curtain and walked out of the tent.
The driver stood straight outside the tent, saw me come out, turned around and took me to the parking place. I followed him, pretending to be casual, raised my hand and quietly wiped away a drop of tears from the corner of my eye.
The driver is like a man of few words. Since he got on the bus, he didn't say a word. He just looked at the front and focused on driving.
After driving for more than an hour, I met the first checkpoint. While our cars were waiting in line for inspection, I carefully observed the checkpoint. There are seven or eight soldiers in short fur coats in the middle of the road. They are checking vehicles and pedestrians from south to north. There are snow covered sentries and machine gun fortifications piled up with sandbags beside the road. There are several earth house type bunkers in the distance. It is estimated that the troops guarding here are at least company level.
When it was our turn to inspect the car, it was a second lieutenant who came to inspect the car. Although there were several kinds of special passes pasted on the windshield, he still carefully checked the documents of me and the driver before releasing them.
After starting the car again, the driver said, "Comrade major, this is cobona."
"Cobona?" I'm talking about this strange place name.
"Yes, comrade major." "We have now entered the volhof River Basin from Lake Rado," the driver explained
I looked out of the window, and there was still a vast expanse of white outside, but there seemed to be no war here. The snow on the ground was spotless, and there was no trace of being affected by the explosion of bombs or shells.
"How far is it from the destination?" I asked the driver as I looked out the window at the snow.
"Thirty five kilometers to go." The driver simply replied, "the headquarters of the 54th army is located in plyhanovo."
As the car continued to drive forward, the scene outside the window began to change gradually. I was attracted by the beauty in the middle of winter, and I was pulled back to reality by the things that suddenly appeared in the field of vision. Broken tanks with broken tracks and tilted turrets can be seen everywhere on the roadside, only a truck with a dark frame, cannons that have been blown apart, and a corpse that hasn't been cleaned up in the snow.
"Comrade major," the driver looked at me and kept looking out of the window. He took the initiative to tell me, "in order to protect the ice transportation line, the 54th and 4th Army Groups fought a cruel tug of war with the bandits here not long ago. After suffering great losses, the enemy had to retreat to the West. " In my heart, I thought that the German army suffered huge losses and retreated, and the Soviet Army's losses might be even greater. Maybe a lot of the organizational systems of the troops were exhausted. Otherwise, there would be no strange phenomenon of being separated from the troops in the city by only a few kilometers, but still unable to break the German encirclement. The road condition is getting worse and worse. The car that used to run smoothly is bumped from one side to the other side from time to time, and the speed drops down unconsciously. Fortunately, it was not far from the destination. Although the speed slowed down, I arrived at the destination before dark. Plehanovo is a relatively large town, in which almost no complete building can be found. Even the headquarters of fejiuninski is located in a building which has been half collapsed by the blast, leaving only the ground floor and basement. After the driver left, I showed my identification and transfer order to the second lieutenant on duty at the gate of the headquarters. After checking the documents and handing them back to me, the officer shook hands with me and said with a friendly smile: "Hello, major oshanina, welcome to the 54th army headquarters. I have received an order from the commander that as soon as I see you coming, I will take you to the headquarters to see him. "“ Thank you I politely expressed my thanks to the second lieutenant, and then said, "please take me to see the commander." Fejaninski's headquarters, like all the Soviet headquarters I've been to, are in rooms at the end of the ground floor corridor. At the door, as usual, there was a table with a lieutenant on duty. When he saw us passing, he nodded to the leading lieutenant, got up, knocked on the door, then pushed the door open, stood upright at the door, and reported to the people in the room, "report commander, major o'shanina is here."“ Ask her to come in“ Yes The lieutenant promised, turned to me and made a gesture of please. After thanking the lieutenant who led the way, I strode into fejiuningsky's headquarters. Almost as I entered the room, the lieutenant on duty gently closed the door. The room was not big. Fejaninski sat at a wooden table in the middle of the room with maps and black telephones on it. I went up quickly, stood at attention, saluted and reported, "report to Comrade commander of the group army, major o'shanina has been ordered to report to you and wait for your instructions."