Chapter 1527

Petrovna, who knew her priorities, did not rush to see her husband after she got off the train, but stood silently by the train waiting. It was not until Zhukov and rokosovsky met that they came over and gave their husband a warm hug. After a brief exchange of heartfelt feelings, accompanied by the security personnel, they went to the well arranged residence.

Zhukov and I followed rokosovsky to his headquarters. Except for the chief of staff malining, all the others were sent away by rokosovsky. It seems that he plans to have a private talk with Zhukov.

Zhukov took off his military cap and threw it on the table. He raised his head and asked rokosovsky standing by: "Comrade rokosovsky, tell me about you. What was the result of your small-scale offensive against the German army? "

"The situation is not very good, comrade marshal." Standing in front of Zhukov, rokosovsky pointed to the map on the table and said to him, "we made a tentative attack in the direction of Barich. Seeing that I didn't respond, the little girl of Batov gently pushed my shoulder with her hand and asked with concern," what's the matter with you, lady finger waving man? "

Her words awakened me from my meditation. I quickly shook my head and said to her with a forced smile, "Valentina, you can call me Rita. Don't worry. I'll send someone to take you to your father in a moment

As we were talking, the soldier who had just left trotted over with a lieutenant. Seeing the lieutenant standing in front of me and raising his hand, I quickly stood up, put my hand on the little girl's shoulder, and asked the lieutenant, "Comrade lieutenant, do you know this little girl?"

The lieutenant only glanced at the little girl, then said decisively, "yes, Comrade General. Her father died in the fight against Barich. "

Now that I know the identity of the little girl, I naturally understand how far away the mother and daughter are from, that city in the northeast of Moscow. It will take at least three days to get here by train, so I can't disappoint them: "where is the legacy of her father? It's time for their mother and daughter to meet one last time. "

The lieutenant shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "sorry, comrade general, there is no body. When our company attacked, it was intercepted by German artillery, and her father was blown to pieces by the shells. "

After listening to the Lieutenant's words, I seemed to be at a loss. I've been to the battlefield more than once, and I've seen people being bombed so much that there's no residue left. There's no way to find the body of Valentina's father, and it's perfectly normal. I wanted to tell the little girl the bad news, but when I saw the look of expectation in the innocent eyes she looked at me, I couldn't help feeling soft again.

I frowned and thought for a moment. Then I told the lieutenant in a low voice, "Comrade lieutenant, even if I can't find her father's body, there must be one. Even if it's his military uniform or used towel, if you give these things to their mother and daughter, it will leave them a memory. Are you right? "

After hearing what I said, the lieutenant hesitated for a moment, then nodded his head and said, "I see, comrade general, I will follow your orders."

Seeing that the lieutenant agreed to my proposal, I quickly opened my messenger bag, took out two pieces of chocolate from it, put them into Valentina's hand, and said to her, "Valentina, take it. This is my gift for you."

Valentina took the chocolate, gave me a sweet smile, raised her chocolate hand and waved at me, then followed the lieutenant to the tent area.

When I returned to the gate of the group army headquarters, I was just in time for Zhukov and several of them to come out of it. Zhukov didn't notice my difference. Instead, he said briefly, "get in the car. Let's go to the front."

Malining and I got into the same car again. After I looked at the tent area in the distance, youyou said, "chief of staff, do you know who are in the tent?"

Marinin looked in that direction, nodded slightly and said, "I know, they are basically the widows of the martyrs. Some of them come all the way from the rear to visit their relatives. Only when they come here can they find that their relatives have been sacrificed in the battlefield. "

"What are you going to do with them?" I know that the Soviet army has no pension system. The officers and soldiers sacrifice their cover on the battlefield. They just ask the local civil affairs department to send a death notice to their families. Sometimes, for reasons of confidentiality, I didn't even write down the place of sacrifice, but vaguely said that I had died on the battlefield.

"After all, we are the army, and we can do little." "For these widows who came to the army, we can only temporarily resettle them for a period of time, and then send people to send them back to their places of origin," malining said with a embarrassed face At last, with a long sigh, he said, "this is war!"

Malining's words made me completely speechless. I knew that I could do nothing about it. After all, we are the army, and it is our responsibility to protect our country. These things can only be managed by the local authorities. I turned to marinin: "chief of staff, where are we going?"

"To the left of the 65th army." Malining turned to me and said, "Comrade marshal, let general Batov take us there to see the terrain, so as to decide whether we should adjust the direction of attack."

At this moment, I found that history returned to the track I was familiar with. In my memory, it was after observing the terrain of the defense area of the 65th group army that Zhukov and rokosovsky decided in what direction the troops should choose to make a breakthrough at the beginning of the offensive campaign in Belarus. After we arrived at our destination, Zhukov took rokosovsky and Batov and went into the defensive zone composed of more than one person tall trees and shrubs to see if it was suitable as a starting point for attack. Malining and I were ordered by him to stay in the parking space and wait for him. I watched Zhukov and his entourage enter the edge of the swamp with many trees. After completely disappearing from my sight, I casually asked malining, "chief of staff, if you were the commander of the front army, would you choose to attack the German defense line from here?" Malining, who heard my question, did not hesitate to reply, "Rita, this is for sure. I will definitely take this place as the main attack direction of the army." Seeing that his answer was so straightforward, I couldn't help wondering: "chief of staff, why did you make such a decision?" Malining pointed forward and explained to me, "first of all, the German army is on the opposite side of the swamp. There is no perfect defensive position. As long as we can pass through the swamp smoothly, we can easily break through their defense line. As for the second point, "he added with a sly smile," I remember that when you were commander of the sixth group army of the guards, you sent troops to scout the enemy positions opposite the swamp many times. From what I know of you, what makes you pay so much attention to and spend so much energy must be the weakness of the German defense, so it's certainly right that we chose here as the main attack site. "