Chapter 1014

When I heard Stalin say these words to Zhukov, I suddenly realized that Zhukov didn't expect me to persuade Stalin to change his ways. Instead, he just asked me to set up a good persuasion environment for the later rokosovsky, and finally to throw out the prepared reconnaissance and analysis report, In order to achieve the ultimate goal of persuading the Supreme Commander himself. Judging from the current situation, he has obviously achieved his goal.

Although I found out Zhukov's real intention, I didn't mean to blame him at all. After all, he created an opportunity for me to meet the Supreme Commander himself. In this way, whether I continue to stay in the army or work in local areas, it will be of great benefit.

When Stalin put down the phone and walked back to us, he said to rokosovsky slowly, "Comrade rokosovsky, when you return to the army, you should put the work of building fortifications first and last, especially the construction of the" oshanina trench ", and you should personally supervise the work. Because only by completing the construction of the anti tank trench before the German attack can we effectively resist the assault of the German armored forces. "

"Yes, comrade Stalin." Rokosovsky replied solemnly: "when I return to the army, I will personally inquire about the construction of various fortifications."

Stalin nodded, then turned to me and said, "as for you, Rita, maybe you don't have much free time."

When I heard him say that, I wondered in my heart whether he was going to send me to help rokosovsky. Thinking of this, I can't help glancing at rokosovsky standing upright beside me. I didn't expect Stalin to wave his hand when he saw my little action. He wanted to see through my heart: "Rita, you are wrong. I won't send you to the central front army of Comrade rokosovsky for the time being. Your mission is to follow the delegation to the United States in mid April. "

Seeing that there was no change in the expression on my face, Stalin thought that I didn't care about it at all, and made a special explanation: "as early as the end of last year, we sent a female sniper Lyudmila with outstanding military achievements to visit the United States with our youth delegation. Her mission, on behalf of the supreme command, is to persuade the politicians and the people there to support the Allies' counter attack on the European continent, open up a second battlefield, and force the * * to divide forces, so as to reduce the pressure on us. "

When his words came to an end, I asked carefully, "what is my task?"

Stalin pointed at me with his fist clenched in his pipe and said, "although Lyudmila called on Roosevelt, she became one of the first Soviet citizens to visit the White House and successfully established a friendship with First Lady Eleanor Roosevelt. But it may be that her rank is too low, just a lieutenant, so her appeal to the second battlefield has not received any response. This time, I decided to send you to follow the delegation to the United States to continue to complete the tasks that lieutenant Lyudmila did not complete. Are you confident? " He deliberately accentuated his tone when he said the last sentence.

I dare not answer Stalin's question casually. As I know that Normandy was landed in 1944, even if I was sent to the United States to lobby, the time for opening up a second battlefield would not be advanced. Because of this, it took me a long time to say, "Comrade Stalin, I will do my best."

With these words, I stared at Stalin nervously, fearing that he would be furious at my reply. Fortunately, my worry was superfluous. He only looked at me once and then walked around the room without saying a word.

Seeing Stalin's action, rokosovsky, standing beside him, cast a reproachful look at me. However, I could only smile bitterly at him, saying that there are too many aspects involved in opening up a second battlefield. How can Britain and the United States decide to open up a second battlefield without hesitation because of a few words from a little-known person like me.

Stalin walked for a while, and finally stopped. He seemed to forget my reply just now, but said to himself, "Rita, I'll send someone to teach you English these days, so that when meeting with the US military, you don't have to bring an interpreter at any time, and you can prevent the leakage of secrets."

His words make me complain again and again. Do you think English is so easy to learn. In just over a month, even if I'm a language genius, it's very good that I can master the vocabulary necessary for basic communication. If I want to memorize those military professional vocabulary, I feel like I'm on the shelf.

However, the thought of the reply just now made Stalin look unhappy. If I put forward any more difficulties at the moment, I think it would leave a bad impression on him. So he said with a puffy face: "yes, comrade Stalin, I will use this time to study English seriously. I can assure you that I will master this foreign language skillfully before I go to the United States. "

My reply gave Stalin a satisfied smile. He nodded and said, "good. I'm very satisfied to see that you have such confidence. It's getting late. You can go back first. I have something else to talk with Comrade rokosovsky. "

When I heard that he had ordered me to leave, I felt relieved. I quickly raised my hand to salute him and rokosovsky. Then I turned and walked towards the door.

I went to the outside room. Sitting at the table, bosklebshev, who was busy, raised his head and asked with a smile, "Comrade oshanina, are you going back?"

"Yes, poskelebershev." To the chief commander's office director, I said respectfully, "can you tell me where I can find the colonel who sent me?"

"Just a moment, please. I'll have him come right away." Boskelebeshev said. He picked up the phone from the desk, dialed a number, and then said to the receiver, "Hello, I'm boskelebeshev. General oshanina is going to go back to her residence. Please ask the colonel to come over."

When he put down the phone, he pointed to the empty chair beside him and said, "Comrade o'shanina, sit down first. The colonel who escorts you home will come right away."

After I sat down, he didn't talk to me any more. Instead, he looked down at the papers in front of him.

After about two or three minutes, the entrance to the corridor suddenly opened, and the colonel who sent me appeared at the door. Seeing his appearance, boskelebeshev raised his head again and said to him, "Colonel, as Colonel bezikov has other business, I will give you the task of escorting general oshanina home."

The Colonel agreed, then turned aside, made a gesture of invitation to me, and politely said, "Comrade General, please, I'll take you home."

I got up, and after thanking boskhlebeshev, I went out with the colonel.

When I got back to my residence, Yushchenko, who had been waiting for me at home for almost a day, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He finally saw me appear. He immediately welcomed me and politely asked, "Comrade General, you are back. Dr. Sergey has been waiting for more than four hours."

"Dr. Sergey?" When I heard the name of my doctor in charge, I couldn't help wondering, the stitches had been removed for a long time, and I was officially discharged from the hospital. What else did he come after me to do? Although I had many doubts in my heart, I still pretended to be calm and asked, "where is he?"

"In the living room." Yushchenko simply replied.

As I walked into the room with him, I asked, "Captain, did Dr. Sergey say why he came to me?"

Yushchenko shook his head and replied, "I don't know. I asked him once, but he said that he would not let you know the latest news until you came back. "

Inexplicably, I secretly scolded in my heart, then came to the living room and saw Sergei who had been waiting for a long time. As soon as I saw his face, I took the initiative to extend my hands to him and said politely, "Hello, Dr. Sergey. Welcome to my house." But when I saw the empty wooden table next to Sergey, I turned and told Yushchenko, "Comrade captain, go and get the doctor a cup of coffee and something to eat."

As soon as Yushchenko left, I sat down at the table and looked at Sergey, who was still standing. I asked curiously, "doctor, what's the important thing for you to come to me at this time?"

"Well, Comrade General." Sergei said with a serious face: "after our examination, your subordinate Vasili Zaitsev's eye injury is serious, and there may not be any cure. Therefore, after consulting with the military representatives, President osimin decided to perform enucleation for Comrade Vasili. "

"What, enucleation?" Sergey's words startled me, and I asked nervously, "if Comrade Vassily takes off his eyeballs, won't he be blind?"

Sergey nodded and said with great certainty: "you are right, Comrade General. Once his eyeball is removed, he will not only be unable to engage in the profession of sniper, but also be out of control because of blindness."

"Dr. Sergey, what is your purpose in coming to me?" I couldn't understand Sergey's sudden appearance, so I had to break the casserole: "also, is there any possibility of changing this operation plan?"

"This is where I came here to find you, Comrade General." Sergey said to me nervously, "only you can prevent this kind of tragedy."

"In fact, according to my diagnosis, although Comrade Vasili's eye injury could not be cured, it was because a shrapnel had been inserted into his eyeball, which affected his recovery and could not reach the level of removing his eyeball." Sergey may be more excited, so his speaking speed has become very fast: "so I venture to come to you, I hope you can come forward, go to the above people to negotiate this matter, to avoid the tragedy of making an excellent sniper blind."

Sergey's words made me aware of the seriousness of the matter, and I quickly asked, "in order to prevent this tragedy, who should I talk to about this matter? Is it to the president, comrade osimin?"

After hearing what I said, Sergei hesitated, shook his head and replied, "maybe even President osimin can't do anything about it. The person who gave the order to do the operation for Vassily is the military representative of the hospital."

"Military representative?" When I heard this term, I was very surprised. I couldn't help asking curiously, "what does this military representative do?"

"Comrade General, as you know, it's during the war." When Sergey explained this to me, his expression was full of helplessness: "all the hospitals are under the management of the army, and our hospitals are no exception. And this military representative was sent to our hospital by the army. " After listening to what he said, I understood that the rank of the military representative must be higher than that of osimin, and he was a great talker in the hospital. So after a moment's hesitation, I asked, "what's his rank?" When I asked this, I seemed to have no confidence. I said that as long as the other party's rank was equal to or higher than mine, then I had to go to Zhukov to coordinate“ Lieutenant, Comrade General. " Sergey quickly replied, "he's just a lieutenant. Although he's much lower than you, he's a good talker in the hospital." When I heard that the other party was just a little lieutenant, my confidence came up. As soon as he finished, I immediately asked, "when is Vasili's operation scheduled?"“ Tomorrow morning. " Sergei said anxiously: "the operation will be performed by President osimin himself." Although I just came back from the outside, I couldn't stay any longer when I heard such a big event. I immediately told Yushchenko, "Comrade captain, go to the headquarters and borrow a jeep. We'll go to the eye hospital immediately." Yushchenko just stood by and listened to all the conversations clearly. He was also worried about Vasili's fate. When he heard my instructions, he immediately agreed and ran out quickly. Looking at Yushchenko's departure, Sergei continued: "Vassily's eyes, on the surface, can not be cured, but according to my recent research, as long as another operation is performed to remove the shrapnel left in his eyes, his eyes are still hopeful of recovery." Seeing my face glowing, he quickly added, "but even if my eyes are good, his eyesight will be seriously damaged, and then he will have to wear glasses." As for his worries, I shook my hand and said with disapproval: "doctor comrade, for an excellent sniper like Vassili, no matter how poor his eyesight is, it's definitely better than being blind." Thinking that Sergey had been waiting for me for several hours for this, I said to him with a smile, "thank you, Dr. Sergey. On behalf of Comrade Vasili, I would like to express my sincere thanks to you."