Chapter 387

At turchinov's command, two interior ministry soldiers grabbed my arm and dragged me out. I turned to look at boroda, hoping that he would come out and say a few words. After all, he used to be an adjutant of general meletskov in the headquarters of the front army. If he told turchinov, he would ask commander meletskov before he could decide whether to let the secret service take me away. If he said so, it is estimated that there is still room for things to turn around, but at the moment he stands nervously, his body shaking like chaff. When turchinov passed him, he stopped to look at him. Seeing his frightened expression, he could not help humming contemptuously and quickly catching up with us.

I was pushed into the back seat of a jeep by two soldiers, and then two soldiers got into the car and sat on my left and right. Turchinov sat in the co pilot's seat, turned to look at me, and then told the driver: "drive, back to the front command."

After the car started, I looked out of the window, and many commanders and fighters stood in the distance, pointing at the car I was sitting in. Although I have not been a division commander for a long time, I am confident that I have cultivated some contacts in such a short period of time, so I wishfully think that as long as I drive forward, there will be commanders and fighters who have got the news and spontaneously stand in a neat line on the side of the road to see me off. I didn't expect that the cars were almost out of the village, and I didn't see any organized troops. Even those officers and soldiers who stood by the roadside to watch the excitement, when they saw our car approaching them, they were too busy to hide in the distance.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help sighing. I knew in my heart that the commanders and fighters were scared by the purge in the past few years. To them, the soldiers in the Ministry of internal affairs are as terrible as death. Not to mention the ordinary commanders and fighters, even marshal Tukhachevsky, who is so famous, doesn't mean to kill them. No wonder boroda shivered when he saw me arrested.

When I was frustrated, I inadvertently looked up and saw two familiar figures in the rearview mirror. I quickly turned around and looked back on the window. With the help of ulanova, vaskov, who was wearing a medical suit, ran far behind the car.

Because the speed was too fast and vaskov was injured, they stopped after running for a while. After standing in place, they raised their hands and saluted me with a standard military salute. See this scene, my nose a sour, tears can not stop down the cheek slide down. I'm afraid the soldiers next to me will see the joke and turn around again after wiping away their tears.

Five or six kilometers from the headquarters of the front army, the jeep stopped by the side of the road. The soldier on my right opened the door and got out. He quickly turned around after getting off the car, bent down and whispered to me, "get off the car, hurry up." At the same time, reach in and grab my arm and pull it out. I couldn't stand up with my seat because I was tied backwards. I got up a little slowly. The soldier on the left was impatient and gave me a hard push on my back. I turned around and glared at him before I got out of the jeep with the help of the soldier outside.

Turchinov looked at what happened with an expression. When we got out of the car, he opened the door and walked out. He looked around and told the two soldiers, "take her to the interrogation room." Then he went straight on with his hands behind his back.

When I looked around, I found a row of newly built wooden houses in the roadside forest. There were many rooms in this row of houses. Soldiers with rifles were standing guard at every door. Judging from the high security situation, this was the place where the secret service held the prisoners.

I was escorted by two soldiers to leave when the sound of the motor of the car came on the road. I turned around and saw a truck with a hood coming from the direction of the headquarters of the front army. Stop not far from the jeep. Then the tarpaulin at the back of the jeep is lifted and two armed soldiers jump out. After they got out of the car, they put down the baffle, and then yelled at the inside: "when we get to the place, all of us get out of the car."

With their shouts, more than a dozen Lieutenant commanders jumped out of the car one after another. Like me, they were all tied back with their hands. Because it's not too far away, I have a closer look. They are all new faces. I don't know any of them. They should be the commanders of the former 2nd assault group army captured by the secret service from other divisions.

After the commanders got off, they jumped two soldiers with guns from the car. At first sight, they knew that they were also from the secret service department. Like the soldiers who got off the car the first time, they were all responsible for taking care of the arrested commanders. At this time, a second lieutenant opened the car door from the co pilot's side and called out to the four soldiers: "Hey, I said, don't dally, hurry up and lock them up."

When the four soldiers got the order, they immediately drove the commanders to the wooden house with guns. A captain may have been injured and limped when he walked. Naturally, he walked slowly. A soldier rushed to him and gave him a hard push behind him. He said impolitely, "hurry up, don't dawdle."

The captain was pushed into anonymity by this slap. He stopped and yelled at the soldier angrily: "soldier comrade, I warn you, don't push me any more. I'm a red army commander, not a traitor. I've fought with the Krauts, and I've been wounded in battle. You don't have the right to do this to me

For the captain's reprimand, the soldier did not say a word, raised the butt of his gun and smashed it down, making the captain stagger. He is not reconciled, and rushed up, according to the captain's head is a few hard butt, directly hit the captain to the ground. Just as he was about to continue to fall, the second lieutenant came to stop him: "OK, don't kill him." Then he called another soldier to come over, and together with the soldiers, he carried the captain with blood on his face to the cabin.

Maybe I was so absorbed that the soldiers who escorted me cried a few times, but I didn't hear them. I didn't know it was time to follow them to the interrogation room until the soldiers who had just pushed me in the car gave me another push on my back. I didn't dare to argue with the soldier for his rude behavior to me this time, for fear that the captain would suffer the same fate.

Two soldiers took me to the southernmost door of the cabin. The soldier who pushed me first went up to say hello to the two sentinels on guard at the door, and then stood in front of the closed door and said, "Comrade lieutenant, we've brought people here. Can we go in?"

As soon as his voice fell, turchinov's voice came out of the room: "bring her in."

The soldier promised, gently pushed the door open, turned to the soldier behind me and said, "take her in."

The room was not big, and there was a square table in the middle, behind which turchinov sat. There is a small rectangular wooden table not far behind him. There is a famous staff sergeant sitting at the table. There are thick notebooks and pens in front of him. I guess he should be a recorder, who is responsible for recording interrogation records.

As there was no place to sit, I had to stand at the table. The two soldiers did not leave the room, but stood behind me.

Turchinov looked up at me and said slowly, "major oshanina, we brought you here today. We have a lot of questions to ask you."

I know that in the territory of the Ministry of internal affairs, there is no reason to speak. During the Moscow defense war, after bezikov and I were caught at the Cheka headquarters in Lubyanka, or Stalin's phone call came in time, it was estimated that we were both dead under the gun. So I nodded and answered steadily, "Lieutenant turchinov, please. As long as I know, I will say everything. "

Turchinov turned to the sergeant sitting in the back and said, "sergeant jaransky, get ready to record."

Jaransky nodded, indicating that everything was ready.

Turchinov then faced me and asked, "major oshanina, first of all, I want to inform you of an important thing: according to the German intelligence intercepted by our Ministry of interior, general Vlasov, the former commander of the second shock group army, defected to the enemy the day before yesterday, that is, on July 12, and embarked on the evil road of betraying the motherland, becoming a shameful traitor. Why did Vlasov betray? There is only one answer. He is a person who strives for fame and profit without principle. Before that, his performance was a kind of disguise to hide his indifference to his motherland. His participation in the election was just a step up. His performance on the battlefield, such as in Kiev in 1941 and under Moscow City, tried his best to show himself, to show his professional ability, so as to achieve the goal of prosperity. "

"I have received orders from my superiors that in order to purify the troops and ensure the victory of the warhoff front army in the new campaign to be launched, the vlasovians hidden in the front army should be eliminated as soon as possible."

"Comrade lieutenant," I heard here, and I couldn't help interrupting him. I kindly reminded him, "Vlasov's mutiny is only his personal behavior, which has nothing to do with the commanders of the second shock group army. Yes, as a commander of the former 2nd shock group army, I do not deny that there may be some unstable vlasovians in the team. What you should do is to carefully screen the commanders of the former 2nd shock group army, instead of catching them all indiscriminately as now. "

Before I finished, turchinov slapped the table, stood up and yelled at me: "enough, we don't need you to teach me how to do things in the interior department!" After venting, he sat down again and asked steadily, "major oshanina, let me ask you, what's your relationship with Vlasov?"

To his first question, I answered truthfully, "it's the ordinary relationship between the superior and the subordinate."

After listening to my answer, he said with a sneer: "ordinary superior subordinate relationship?! When you think I'm a three-year-old, will you cheat me easily? After our investigation, you first served as a combat staff officer in the 54th group army of general fejiuningsky. It was Vlasov who transferred you to the 2nd assault group army after he applied to the higher authorities. I would like to remind you that you should not take any chances and try to muddle through. You should know that no matter who comes to the site of our Ministry of interior and accepts our interrogation, they will honestly explain their own problems. "

Listening to what he said, I can't help thinking of a paragraph circulating on the Internet, saying that the archaeologists of the former Soviet Union found a mummy, and it took a long time to find out the age of the mummy. They heard that the KGB headquarters could solve all problems, so they asked several KGB staff to help. After a busy morning, several KGB workers came out in a sweat and excitedly told the archaeologists, "find out, 3147." The archaeologist was shocked and asked, "how do you know?" The KGB pointed to the mummy and said, "it's easy. He did it!"

At this time, Cheka, the staff of the Ministry of internal affairs, was the predecessor of the KGB. They fell into their hands, not to mention ordinary people. Even mummies had to fight. This shows how terrible they are. Thinking of this, I can't help fighting a cold war.

With such a tiny movement, turchinov noticed it. He asked warily, "major oshanina, why do you tremble? Is it because I saw through your lies and felt scared? "

I took a deep breath, stabilized my mood for a moment, and replied clearly, "Comrade lieutenant, if you want to know why Vlasov himself transferred me to the second shock group army, I think I can tell you that."

Hearing that I was ready to confess, turchinov excitedly yelled to the sergeant in the back: "yaranski, prepare to record!" After shouting, he said to me with a proud face: "go ahead, major. You see, if you had been as straightforward as you are now and told everything, you would have saved a lot of trouble. Come on, I'm all ears. "

I thought about it, sorted out my thoughts, and then said without hesitation: "after the start of the Moscow defense war, I first worked in the Western Front Army, where general Zhukov served as commander. Later, I was sent to the 5th group army of general lyushenk, the 16th group army of general rokosovsky, and the 316 infantry division of general Panfilov, It was the eighth infantry division of the guards. When I was in the Panfilov division, I led one of its troops to the Red Square parade. It was on the way back from the parade that I met Vlasov, who had just served as commander of the newly formed 20th group army, and was searching for suitable commanders everywhere to enrich his troops. Maybe through someone's introduction, he found me. Then we went with a leader of Cheka to see the deputy commander of the group army who has not yet taken office. "

"Wait a minute," turchinov interrupted me and asked, "who are you talking about the leader of Cheka?"

"Comrade klochkov."

Turchinov turned and told jaransky, "chief, write it down." Then he turned to me and said, "major, go on. Who are you going to see the deputy commander of the group army who has not yet taken office? "

"He is a Chinese comrade who came to Moscow to recuperate from injuries. His post as deputy commander of the 20th group army was personally appointed by Comrade Stalin."

When I mentioned Stalin, the corners of turchinov's mouth twitched. Unexpectedly, he didn't interrupt me and asked me the name of my Chinese comrade. I was able to go on smoothly: "after meeting the deputy commander, I went back to the Panfilov division and continued to be the liaison officer of the front army and the division. It was not until general Panfilov died in the battle that I was ordered to act as the first division commander after the division was reorganized into the eighth division of Jinwei. "

Hearing this, turchinov sneered and said in a sarcastic tone, "you are acting as the commander of the 378th division, which is a low rank higher vocational college. Then what is your rank when acting as the eighth division of the guards? You can't be a captain!"

As soon as his words came out, people in the room burst into laughter.

"I was in the rank of commander." I didn't pay attention to their sarcasm and continued to speak in my own way: "before the great counter offensive, my eighth division of guards was assigned to the 20th army of Vlasov. Thanks to Comrade Stalin's appreciation, I was personally promoted to the rank of major general by him and appointed chief of staff of the 20th group army. "

As soon as the words came out, the sneer on turchinov's face disappeared, and the sergeant and the soldier who just laughed happily closed their mouths. Except for my voice, only a few people could hear the heavy breathing in the room. I sped up so as not to be interrupted by them later: "after taking the post of chief of staff of the group army, I once participated in the counter offensive under Moscow city with Vlasov. Maybe it was at that time that he recognized my ability, so after he was transferred to the commander of the second shock group army, he applied to Comrade Stalin to transfer me from general fejiuningsky's 54th group army to his army. After arriving at the 2nd shock group army, I didn't stay in the headquarters. Instead, I went to the division of Colonel Anqiu feyev and took the position of infantry battalion commander. Since then, I haven't seen Vlasov or made a phone call. I don't know anything about him. "

At this point, I feel that I have said almost everything I need to say. In order to avoid the situation of saying too much and losing too much, I took the initiative to stop. Turchinov saw that I didn't say it, and asked in surprise, "why didn't you say it?"

"I've finished what I have to say. I just want to tell you one thing. Although I was a member of Vlasov a long time ago, I am definitely not the kind of Vlasov you said

After hearing what I said, turchinov bowed his head for a moment, then waved to the soldiers standing behind me and told them, "you two, take major oshanina down."

"Comrade lieutenant," the soldier who pushed me up, asked him in a low voice, "where should we put her?"

Turchinov looked at me and replied, "lock her up with the men who were captured by the 378th division."

"Yes The soldier promised to turn around and push me out“ Wait a minute, "turchinov called to him and said," untie her rope. " When the rope was untied, I rubbed my red wrists and said politely, "thank you." Then he followed two soldiers out of the interrogation room. Two soldiers escorted me to the door of a room not far away, and said to the sentinel guarding the door, "I said, we are under the order of the chief of the special service section to lock the major in here. Please open the door quickly." The sentry looked at us, took off the key from his waist, opened the lock on the door, pushed open the door, and said coldly to me, "go in." As soon as I stepped into the room, the door was taken up by the sentry, and then I heard the sound of a padlock. I stood at the door for a while, quickly adapted to the light in the room, and saw that there was no furniture in the room. There were more than a dozen people squatting on the ground together. When they saw someone being locked in, they all looked with concern. When they saw clearly that I was the one who was locked in, they all stood up and rushed to me. They also asked with concern: "Comrade teacher, it's you! Why are you locked up by them? "