Chapter 518

I didn't dare to answer their questions right away in the face of triskov and shumilov with their brows tightening. Although I have a comprehensive understanding of the Gulag concentration camp from the book network of later generations, at this time, under the strict confidentiality mechanism of the Soviet Union, it is still a secret organization unknown to the public. If I answer their questions casually, it will arouse their suspicion. In that case, some things are difficult to explain.

Seeing that I didn't speak, shumilov urged, "what's the matter, commander oshanina. Why don't you answer our question? What are you thinking? "

Up to now, it is obviously impossible not to answer their questions. I took off my helmet, cut my hair with my hand, pretended to know nothing and asked, "comrades, what is Gulag concentration camp? Is it the place where the Germans hold our prisoners of war? "

When I said that, they could not help laughing bitterly. Shumilov made a gesture to trikov and said cautiously, "Comrade trikov, you'd better answer this question of oshanina."

Trakov said to me with a bitter smile: "o'shanina, how to say, Gulag is the branch operation Department of the Ministry of interior in charge of the labor reform camp and supervising the prison service and transportation of prisoners. Gulag concentration camp is the labor punishment camp under the jurisdiction of the people's Committee of internal affairs. "

Although trakov only briefly introduced what happened to Gulag, and did not mention the composition of the people engaged in forced labor, I was particularly clear in my heart that except for a few political prisoners, most of the people who were imprisoned in the concentration camp were arrested and locked up for absenteeism, theft, or anti-government jokes.

I quickly pretended to be suddenly enlightened, took over his topic and said, "Oh, I see. That is to say, those who come out of Gulag concentration camp are mainly dangerous criminals. "

Shumilov nodded gently and said, "that's about what you mean. The superior's consideration is still reasonable. If they are scattered and organized into companies, it may become an unstable factor in the army. "

Sometimes I can't understand Lao maozi's contradictory way of thinking, so I asked, "since they are not factors of stability, why are they still sent to our troops?"

Shumilov stood up straight, waved his fist, and said sternly: "in the face of our motherland's survival, the leaders of the Ministry of internal affairs decided to give them a chance to commit crimes out of consideration of humanity. Let them make atonement with their lives and wash away their crimes with their blood. "

Shumilov's words make me feel confused. At the moment, his image in my eyes is not like the commander of the group army, but more like those inhuman political workers at the beginning of the war.

When shumilov finished, trakov brought up the old story again and asked, "o'shanina, you already know what happened in Gulag concentration camp, but you haven't answered my question. How should we arrange these people from the concentration camp?" When he heard these prisoners from Gulag, he used the word "personnel" instead of "criminal". Listening to him, I knew that he had sympathy for these people.

For these people from Gulag concentration camp, we should not only guard against them, but also use them to the most dangerous areas. How to resettle them is really a headache. I took off my helmet again, cut my hair with my hands, and said to myself, "what can I do? We can't give each of them a rifle, let them charge towards the enemy's position... "

"That's a wonderful idea," shumilov exclaimed before I finished. "That's a wonderful idea of lieutenant colonel o'shanina. Organize these prisoners, each firing a gun, and let them charge towards the enemy's position. "

"But most of these people have not received military training. Once they meet the enemy's blocking fire, I dare say that most of them just drop their weapons and turn around and run away." Trekov immediately pointed out the shortcomings of the plan to shumilov.

Shumilov walked back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, and suddenly said excitedly, "yes, add machine guns to the back of the attack line and put them on the supervisor team. As soon as they retreated, the overseers fired mercilessly at them with machine guns. We just want to let them know that attack is death, and retreat is death. Rather than die ignominiously at the muzzle of one's own gun, it's better to rush up bravely against the bullets of the enemy. That way, there will be a ray of life and the possibility of becoming a hero. "

I didn't hear what trakov said very clearly. I thought of the disastrous attack organized by the Japanese death squads near liuban. Although they won in the end, the death squads also lost their lives. Then I thought of the scene in "soldiers in the city", in which the group of recruits who had just put on military uniforms, carrying no bullet rifles, rushed to the enemy's position without hesitation, and all died at the muzzle of their own when they retreated after the attack was frustrated.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but slap myself in the face and scold myself secretly: if I don't put forward a good suggestion, I just have such a bad idea. If this method of fighting is promoted in the front army, tens of thousands of people will die in vain because of my suggestion.

What happened to me startled trakov and shumilov. They asked me strangely, "o'shanina, what are you doing slapping yourself?"

I quickly put on my helmet, rubbed my face with my hands, tried to squeeze out a smile and said, "I'm killing mosquitoes. Just now, a mosquito stopped on my face."

Shumilov said, and then asked trekov with great interest, "Comrade trekov, what do you think of my proposal just now? Should we sort out what we have discussed and report it to the headquarters of the front army? "

Trikov bowed his head for a moment, nodded in agreement with shumilov's opinion: "Comrade commander, I agree with your proposal, so I will report it to the headquarters of the front army."

My heart was bleeding when I heard that they had decided such an important matter in a few words. I just said that, but I didn't expect to arouse shumilov's interest. However, what the two commanders have decided is not something I can stop, so I can only stand by and watch them report the new plan.

When shumilov heard general yelimenko's low voice in the microphone, he said excitedly: "Hello, comrade commander of the front army, I'm shumilov, commander of the 64th army."

When yeliaomenko heard that he had reported himself, he just said faintly, "Oh, it's comrade shumilov. Call me so late. Is there anything important? "

"Well, Andre Ivanovich, comrade trakov and I have just come up with a way to settle the prisoners from gulag."

"Tell me what to do." Yelomienko said, still lukewarm.

"Give each of them a rifle and order them to charge the enemy's positions. Of course, we also consider that these people do not have special military training. When they really go to the battlefield, they may turn around and run back. Therefore, we plan to mount machine guns and deploy supervision teams at the rear of the attack team. If they turn around and run back, they will use machine guns to sweep away the cowards, Force them to continue to charge the German position. "

"Nonsense, it's nonsense." When yelimenko heard this, he said angrily, "do you think that if they put machine guns behind them, they will attack the Germans without hesitation? What should we do if they surrender to the Germans on the battlefield? Don't think that the machine guns you set up can decide the battle. If the Germans accept their surrender, they can send armored forces to protect them. "

Yelomienko's words, like a bolt from the blue, made shumilov stupid. He obviously thought of this at the moment. After a moment's gaffe, he suppressed the shock and slowly recovered his calm. He tried his best to keep a calm attitude. He reluctantly laughed and wanted to say something, but he still swallowed it back.

Hearing that there was no voice from him, yelimenko said in a loud voice, "Comrade shumilov, why don't you speak? Am I wrong?"

"You are right, comrade commander of the front army." Shumilov put down the phone after finishing the sentence with difficulty. Then he said to trekov standing beside him, "Comrade trekov, our proposal has been rejected by the commander of the front army."

Trikov waved his hand and said, "if you veto it, you can veto it. Are there few plans recently reported by our group army that have been vetoed by them. Let's continue to discuss how to settle these people. "

Hearing that the inhuman plan was rejected, I could not help but feel relieved. I quickly stepped forward and reported, "comrades, two commanders, I have a suggestion. I don't know whether I should say it or not."

Shumilov sat in his seat feebly, and said feebly, "Comrade oshanina, just let me know what you think."

"Comrade commander, you said just now that the headquarters of the front army does not allow these people from the Gulag concentration camp to be directly assigned to the existing units, but can only organize another team. Is that right?" I finally took this opportunity to ask a question in my mind.

As soon as my question came out, shumilov and trakov looked at each other, then nodded at the same time and said in one voice, "yes, that's what the front command asked."

Trekov listened to my question and asked with great interest, "o'shanina, what do you think of that?"

I laughed and replied, "there's one idea. I don't know if it's good. Since our superiors have asked us to allocate these 20000 people to the existing units, we will organize them into transport teams. "

After listening to this, trakov chuckled and asked: "twenty thousand people have become transport teams. Is the scale of this transport team a little too large?"

"Yes, it's not convenient to manage a transport team of 20000 people." Shumilov immediately echoed.

When they finished, I said, "I mean, this transport team is only nominal. After we assign them to divisions, we let them transport materials when there is no war; As soon as there is a fight, they will be given weapons to participate in the fight. In this way, we did not disobey the orders of our superiors, but also provided additional troops to the divisions. I don't know what the two commanders think of this matter? "

"That's a good proposal. I agree." First of all, it was trekov who agreed.

After thinking for a long time, shumilov hesitated and said, "Comrade trakov, do you need to report this plan to the headquarters of the front army?"

When I heard what he said, my heart could not help hanging up, and I had to report it to the headquarters of the front army. Maybe, just like the proposal just now, it was directly rejected by you. Fortunately, trikov stopped him in time: "we don't know the effect of oshanina's proposal before it is implemented. We can't report it to the headquarters of the front army casually to avoid being rejected again." At this point, trakov changed the subject and asked, "when will the recruits arrive?"

Shumilov raised his hand, looked at his watch, and replied, "their vanguard troops should have arrived. I asked the commanders to go to the division headquarters of the 208 division when they arrived. I will send someone to see them."

"Then I'll see for myself." Trekov was a very aggressive character. He said he was going. He waved his head at me and said, "commander o'shanina, come with me."

Although the unit of the 208 th division is responsible for the security of the headquarters of the group army, its headquarters is in another village five or six kilometers away from the headquarters.

We are four people in another car this time. Before we get on the bus, I specially remind Cui KOV: "Comrade commander, it's dark. I'm afraid it's not safe on the road. Do you think we should take more people with us?" I'm not worried about the Germans, but about the 20000 prisoners who are coming. If they mutiny, they can kill us all with their bare hands.

Unexpectedly, trikov waved his hand again and said confidently, "no, it's not safe to have many people and big goals. What's more, we are going to the division headquarters of the 208 division. There will be no danger in our own territory. "

When we arrived at the village where the 208 division headquarters was located, the sentinel on duty at the entrance of the village stopped our car.

Seeing the soldiers standing in front of the car and the obstacles in the middle of the road, the driver put forward his head impatiently and said, "Hey, comrade soldier, on the bus is general trakov from the group army headquarters. He has an urgent matter to see Colonel wosley boynikov. Let's get out of the way quickly."

Unexpectedly, after the driver's words were finished, the guard who blocked the way didn't respond at all. Even a corporal came to the car and said, "sorry, comrade driver. The village is under martial law. No one is allowed to enter or leave without the order of the teacher. "

"What do you say, comrade corporal?" I pushed the door open, jumped out of the car, went around the front of the car, went to the corporal, and asked aloud, "no one is allowed to go in and out, which means that the miscellaneous people are not in this range. The commander of the group army is not in this range. We need to order your people to get out of the way. We still have important things to find your division commander."

"I'm sorry, comrade commander." The corporal glanced at my rank and said with great personality, "no one is allowed to enter the village without the order of the division commander. Even if the commander of the group army comes, it is no exception. "

"What do you say? I'll say it again," I said aloud, pointing to the corporal's nose angrily. "More nonsense, can I smoke you?"

"No one can enter the village without the order of the teacher."

"Lieutenant oshanina," I said as I was getting angry with this petty officer who had no brain, and was about to raise my hand to smoke him, trikov pushed the door open and got out of the car. He came up to us and said, "don't be angry, petty officer. You're right." Then he turned to the corporal and said, "Comrade corporal, I'm deputy commander of the group army, trakov. I have something important to ask your division commander, Col. vosliboynikov. Please inform us."

Seeing a general standing in front of him, the corporal immediately stood at attention and respectfully replied, "Hello, Comrade General. Just a moment, please. I'll call right away. " Seeing trikov waving his hand at him, he quickly turned around and trotted all the way into a small post Pavilion at the entrance of the village, probably calling his superior.

In less than two minutes, the corporal ran out of the guard box and asked the soldiers on duty to remove the obstacles in the middle of the road. When he came to our front and back, he raised his hand again and said, "Comrade deputy commander and Comrade division commander are waiting for you in the division headquarters." At this point, he leaned over, pointed to the road in the village and said, "please drive along this road, turn right at the second road and see a big wooden house, which is the division headquarters."

Of course, it was impossible for division commander vosliboynikov to wait for us in the division headquarters. When our car was tens of meters away from the headquarters, the Colonel came up with a large group of people. Seeing that our car stopped, he went to the window on the other side of trikov's car and said in a loud voice, "Comrade deputy commander, commander of the 208 infantry division, Colonel vosliboynikov, has come to report to you and is waiting for your instructions!"

Trekov pushed the door and got out of the car, reaching out to him. While shaking hands, I heard trakov ask him in a low voice, "Comrade Colonel, are those people here?"

Vosliboynikov also replied in a low voice: "there are more than 200 people coming. I have put them in the barn in the north of the village. More than a dozen commanders are waiting for you in the headquarters."

"Go and have a look." When I walked into the division headquarters and saw more than a dozen commanders inside, I found at a glance that only two were political workers sent by the higher authorities, and the rest were prisoners from Gulag concentration camp, because although they were all wearing new military uniforms, when I looked carefully, I could see that they were skinny, with twinkling eyes and extremely restrained behavior. Sure enough, I heard vosli boynikov call the two political workers and introduce them to trikov, saying, "these two comrades are from the Political Department of the front army. They brought the team here."