The tone of the sergeant's voice made me uncomfortable. Because he reminds me that when you encounter those black hearted policemen in later generations, they will also deliberately pick on your ID card, saying that you are not qualified to appear in a certain area after what period of time, for example, your residential address is in the west of the city, but you appear in the East after dark, which is illegal. However, they did so for several grand reasons deliberately fabricated for blackmail. But at the moment, the staff sergeant's behavior is typical of harming others and not benefiting himself. If I don't see it, I have to take care of it.
Thinking of this, I raised my hand and pushed the door open. But the cold wind outside the car made me shiver. I turned and grabbed the military coat that the driver had thrown on the back seat. After I put on my military coat, I got out of the car and walked to the place where the patrol and the couple were staying. A long way away, I asked aloud, "Hey, who can tell me what's going on here?"
Hearing the sudden sound, several people turned to look at me. The sergeant took a step forward, squinted at me, and asked sternly, "who are you, comrades of women soldiers, and what part of you are."
Just as I was considering whether I should show my identity directly, the female soldier standing beside the sergeant suddenly exclaimed, "my God!" Then an unexpected scene happened. The female soldier rushed directly at me, hugged me, and cried excitedly: "Rita, Rita, is it you? Is it really you? I'm not dreaming, am I? "
The sergeant of the patrol team, without my reply, saw the female soldiers who had been interrogated by him come to me and hugged me tightly. He could not help getting angry. He came to us and said angrily, "OK, two female soldiers, please don't rush to hug. We still have business to do." Then he asked me impolitely, "your name is Rita. We are on patrol. Please show me your identification. We need to check."
I didn't pay any attention to the sergeant's words, because I first wanted to find out who the female soldier I hugged was. It seems that not many people would call me by nickname. I let go of each other, backed a small bag, and looked up and down at the young soldier. After I saw her face clearly, a familiar name came to my mind and blurted out: "razumeyeva, are you lieutenant razumeyeva?"
"Rita, yes, it's me." "I thought I would never see you again. I didn't expect to see you here today," she said with tears in her eyes
"Come on, you don't want to talk about the past anymore." One side of the sergeant was a little worried. He impatiently interrupted the conversation between us. He said with no expression and business as usual: "Comrade Lida, please show me your ID, or I will take you to the headquarters with them for examination."
"Sergeant," the officer who dated razumeyeva came up to the sergeant with a smile and asked, "don't you know who she is?"
The sergeant glanced at the epaulets on my military coat, shook his head, and then said to me in an emphatic tone, "corporal, I repeat, please show me your identification." He was deeply afraid that I would not cooperate. He pointed to the officer who had just asked him, "see, even if this second lieutenant commander is in front of our patrol, he can only obediently cooperate with our inspection."
"Comrade sergeant, the second lieutenant is going to be examined by you. I wonder if my major is going to be examined by you as well?" Behind me came the voice of major bukov, the deputy head of the guard regiment. Because he was not at ease, he personally took several guards to accompany me to Zhitomir. Seeing that I was in trouble, he took the initiative to help me out.
I thought the sergeant would say something in an official voice. After all, theoretically speaking, the night patrol has the right to interrogate anyone. But he didn't expect that when he saw bukov clearly, he stood at attention, raised his hand to salute bukov, and said respectfully, "Hello, comrade major."
Bukov was very surprised at the sergeant's performance. He asked in surprise, "why, comrade sergeant, do you know me?"
"Yes, comrade major." The sergeant replied politely, "we are the night patrol of the 71st division of guards. I saw you before when you and the commander came to our division."
Bukov gave a little smile, then pointed to me and said to the sergeant, "sergeant, since you can recognize me, why can't you recognize the commander himself?"
The sergeant was startled by bukov's words. He looked at me carefully and turned to salute me in a hurry. He said apologetically, "I'm sorry, comrade commander. Please forgive me, because you are wearing a corporal's coat, so I can't recognize you in the first time."
"Just a moment, chief." After I said this, I turned and looked at razumeyeva standing in front of me: "Comrade razumeyeva, can you tell me what's going on? Why are you dating this officer here? "
"Comrade commander, this is the situation." In this case, razumeyeva knew that it was not appropriate to call me by my nickname again, so she called my position according to the regulations, and explained to me: "shumakov is my fiance, and his home is in Zhitomir. He sent someone to send a message to me, saying that he would come back to his original place to have a look this evening and let me come here to see him when I have time. So, after asking the commander for leave, I took a free ride here. You know what happened next. "
I nodded, turned to the sergeant standing upright beside me and said, "sergeant, you are very loyal to your duty, which is worthy of praise. However, I would like to remind you that it is not easy to meet friends and relatives during the war, so I hope you can put yourself in the other side's shoes and make some modifications in the future. Do you understand? "
"I see, comrade commander." The sergeant nodded his head like a rattle. "I know how to deal with this kind of thing in the future."
I waved to the sergeant and said calmly, "well, there's no business for you here. You can continue to patrol."
After the patrol left, I looked at the tall and handsome young officer standing next to razumeyeva and asked curiously, "Comrade lieutenant, I think you look familiar. Have we met somewhere before?"
The officer quickly stepped forward, straightened his back and said, "yes, comrade commander, I have seen you several times before. I used to be the company commander of the 79th division of Jinwei."
"The 79th division of Jinwei? General wachuk's troops? " I heard that the other party used to be a subordinate of wachuk. After looking him up and down, I was surprised and asked, "since you used to be a company commander, why are you still a second lieutenant now?"
"I'll explain that to you, Rita." Standing next to me, razumeyeva pulled my sleeve and said in a low voice, "we were both separated from our troops in the breakout battle in Kiev. When I returned to the team a few months ago, I was demoted and demoted because I had been censored. You see, I'm just a sergeant now
Thinking that shumakov was a subordinate of general wachuk before and took part in the battle to defend Kiev at the beginning of the new year, he should be an experienced commander. It would be a bit too condescending to let him continue to hold the rank of second lieutenant. So I asked curiously, "Comrade second lieutenant, which army are you in now?"
"I'm now a platoon leader in the 51st division of the guards," shumakov replied with some embarrassment
When I heard that he was in the 51st division of the guards, my mind began to calculate. Two days ago, Xie jerikov complained to me that a battalion commander of the 309th regiment of the guards had died in the battle of liberating Zhitomir. I hope I can arrange a commander with rich combat experience for him. Now I really want to doze off. Someone gives me a pillow. I'm considering which army will transfer a commander to him. This suitable person appears in front of me.
I was about to tell schumachoff about the appointment when the driver came up to me and said, "Comrade commander, the car has been repaired. We can start at any time."
"Let's go. We need to get to general killazer's headquarters as soon as possible." When I finished, I pointed to razumeyeva and shumakov and said, "you all get in my car. I have something to tell you."
After waiting for the bus to start, I asked razumeyeva, who was sitting beside me, with my head on my side, "razumeyeva, do you want to go back to work in the headquarters?"
Hearing this, razumeyeva's face was surprised. However, she looked at shumakov in the co pilot's seat and hesitated to say, "Rita, if I go back to the headquarters, can I have shumakov come with me? Even if he's a platoon leader in the guard company. "
Shumakov, sitting in the front row, heard what razumeyeva said and quickly turned over to listen to my reply to razumeyeva. I thought about it, then shook my head and said, "I'm sorry, comrade razumeyeva. I don't think I can agree to your request. In a short time, you may have to continue to separate, shumakov must stay in the 51st division
When they heard my reply, they both looked disappointed. I coughed a little, and then said, "Colonel xiejerikov, the commander of the 51st division of the guards, said that the 309th regiment is short of a battalion commander, and I intend to let captain shumakov take the post of battalion commander."
When I heard that I had appointed shumakov to the post of battalion commander, razumeyeva was very happy, but she soon quietly reminded me, "Rita, shumakov is now a second lieutenant."
I looked at razumeyeva and said with a smile, "I can't let a second lieutenant become the battalion commander of the guards. There is no precedent in the army. By the way, which division are you in now? When I get to the army headquarters later, I can say hello to your division commander, lest he think you are a deserter. "
Razumeyeva quickly replied, "I'm in the 90th division of general Chernoff's guards, and I'm the monitor of the newspaper in the communications battalion."
Our car drove for another ten minutes to reach a less destructive part of the city, where at least half of the buildings are still intact. The jeep stopped in front of a three story building. Looking at the five or six sentinels standing at the door and the vehicles parked outside, I knew that the headquarters of tavartkilaze should be here.
As I pushed the door open, I turned to razumeyeva and shumakov and said, "you two don't go anywhere. Just stay in the car and wait for me. I'll arrange your new positions."
Under the guidance of the officers on duty, I came to the headquarters of tavartkiraze. Seeing me enter the door, tavart killazer welcomed me with several of his subordinates, who were in a meeting before I came here.
Seeing that the commanders of all divisions in the city were present, I directly asked tavartkiraze, "Comrade commander, how are your fortifications going?" When tavartkilaze heard my question, he turned to baksov and said, "as the 67th division of the guards is the forefront of the whole defense area of Zhitomir, it's up to him to talk about the construction of fortifications." Baktsov stood up and said solemnly: "Comrade commander, because the original defense fortifications in the west of Zhitomir have been completely destroyed by the enemy, we can only build fortifications on the open plain. Unfortunately, due to the time constraint, although we asked our commanders and fighters to work as soon as possible, we still couldn't build permanent firepower points. We had to rely on the terrain to complete some temporary firepower points. " He said, drawing his hand on the map and introducing to me: "our firepower points are here, here and here. It is not only set on open ground, but also on the top because there is no steel plate for fortification, so it can only be replaced by logs. Under the heavy artillery bombardment of the enemy, such fortifications are estimated to be unable to sustain for even ten minutes, and the people inside will suffer heavy losses. " After listening to his introduction, I looked at the map for a moment, and then asked, "general baksov, how many trenches do you have in your fortification?"“ Three trenches. " Baksov immediately replied, "each of our trenches is 300 meters apart, and there are several traffic trenches in the middle."“ General baksov, "I said to him, pointing to the map," when the enemy starts shelling your first line of defense, except for leaving a few people on guard, all the others retreat to the second trench. When the enemy's shelling is over and the infantry begins to attack, your troops will return to the first trench along the traffic trench. " At my command, baksov was obviously stunned for a moment. Then he hesitated and asked, "what should we do if the enemy attacks our empty first line of defense while shelling?"“ Don't worry, "I waved to him and said confidently," the Germans are very old-fashioned. Before the end of the shelling, their troops will never quietly approach the front of our army. " Then the division leaders also introduced the construction of their own fortifications one after another. After they finished, I stood up, glanced at all the people, and then said, "comrades, from the current situation, the enemy's attack on ritomir will officially start after dawn. The forces they employ are at the campaign level. Therefore, in combat, we must spare no effort to resolutely block the enemy's attack. Do you understand? " All the commanders stood up and answered neatly, "I understand!"“ Now that the tasks are clear, let's go back to our respective units. " I waved to all of you and said, "go back and get ready to fight against the German campaign."