Chapter 1531

After listening to my flattery, Stalin didn't speak. He was just staring at his desk, staring at the photo of Lenin's desk work on the wall in a daze. He seemed to be savoring my suggestions.

I know that he is a stubborn person. It's very difficult for him to change his mind with a few words. But fortunately, he didn't get angry with me immediately this time. Instead, he fell into meditation. It seems that there is still hope for this matter.

After waiting for a long time, Stalin finally had a reaction. He quickly came to his desk, took down his pipe in his mouth, and gently knocked the ash off the ashtray. After all this, he turned to look at me and asked, "Rita, do you really think these rescued prisoners of war won't betray us? You know, if they change hands on the battlefield, it will cause us irreparable losses. "

"Yes, comrade Stalin." In my heart, I don't have much hope of persuading Stalin, but for the sake of the countless captured Soviet army officers and soldiers, I still have to do my best: "the means used by the Communist aggressors to treat our Army prisoners of war are extremely cruel. Those who are identified as Jews, political commissars and Party members will be directly shot, while the rest of the prisoners will be collectively escorted to the rear for hard labor. Most of them were tortured to death by hard work and starvation, and the number of people who survived was very limited.

These officers and men who survived in the prison camp were full of hatred for the Germans. If we can rearm them, then they will become an outstanding force that can not be underestimated. "

A firm word came out of Stalin's mouth: "Rita, I've decided. I'll do as you say!"

Although I had long guessed that Stalin might agree with my proposal, I was still slightly surprised when I heard him say this. A moment later, I asked with some surprise, "Comrade Stalin, do you agree to incorporate the rescued prisoners into the army nearby?"

At the end of my speech, Stalin nodded slightly and agreed with me. However, I should smile on my face, and he suddenly added: "for the sake of safety, this plan to integrate the rescued prisoners into the army is only implemented on a small scale at present, and will not be promoted to the whole army until it is effective."

Listening to what he said, my heart became uneasy again. I asked carefully, "Comrade Stalin, I don't know what you mean by" small scope "

"When the 18th army of the close guard infantry cooperated with rebarko to capture tarnopol, the casualties of the troops were very large." Stalin said without delay: "all the rescued prisoners of war should be enlisted in this army."

I thought that some time ago, the first and second front forces of Ukraine had received 70000 rescued prisoners of war. At this time, where should I go to find prisoners of war to supplement the 18th guard army?

"Well, is there any difficulty?"

To Stalin's question, I nodded and replied, "yes, comrade Stalin. At present, all the prisoners of war rescued in Ukraine have been allocated to the first and second front forces of Ukraine. If we want to replenish the 18th army, we can only wait until we launch the next stage of the campaign and liberate the new prison camp. "

"No, the two front armies didn't finish distributing the prisoners." Stalin waved his hand and said, "we now have enough prisoners of war to supplement the 18th guard."

Surprised, I looked at Stalin and asked, "where are these prisoners of war?"

"Rita, come here." Stalin went to the map hanging by the wall, pointed to the location of uman and said to me, "according to the report, our army found a POW camp here not long ago, in which there are more than 20000 POWs. Your task is to arrive at uman as the representative of the base camp immediately, complete the screening of these prisoners of war, and integrate them into the 18th army of the guards. "

"Twenty thousand prisoners of war?" When I heard this number, I was immediately shocked. It has been a long time since the troops of the second front army of Ukraine captured this place. It's incredible to find that there is still a prisoner's camp with tens of thousands of people nearby. So I asked tentatively, "Comrade Stalin, I don't understand why such a large-scale prison camp was not discovered in time when our army liberated Wurman."

"There are many reasons why we didn't find the prison camp in time," Stalin said, turning to me. "The most important thing is that the prison camp is located in a brick factory which is inconvenient in transportation and far away from the city. There is a huge pit formed by quarrying, and our prisoners are locked here. According to the confession of the captured German guards, there were more than 100000 prisoners of war here at the most time, and now there are only more than 20000 people left. "

Since Stalin entrusted me with the task of reorganizing the prisoners of war in uman POW camp, it must be inappropriate for me to go there alone, so I politely put forward my request to him: "Comrade Stalin, I can't complete this task alone. I hope to be able to transfer some of the staff to cooperate with my work. "

Stalin had expected my request. He nodded and said, "it's right. I'll call belia and ask him to transfer his staff to cooperate with you in this task."

With people from the interior department to cooperate with my actions, I will suffer less resistance than when I carry out my work. I went on to say, "I hope to deploy some of my former subordinates to enrich the command system of the 18th guards."

When I said this, I was not confident enough. I was afraid that Stalin would be suspicious of me, saying that I was a clique. I didn't expect that after hearing this, he said very frankly: "yes. Who do you want to transfer to the 18th army of the guards? Just tell konev that he will take charge of the next personnel transfer. "

I then put forward my third request: "my deputy head of the guard regiment, major bukov, is an excellent commander. Now he is cooperating with the geological exploration team to search for uranium deposits. I hope to send someone to replace him and let him also serve as a commander in the 18th army of the guards."

After listening to this, Stalin raised his eyebrows, hesitated a little, and then said decisively, "I agree. I'll call Comrade konev later. Let this..."

Seeing that he stopped talking about bukov's name, I knew that he didn't remember the name I just said, and quickly added, "major bukov."

"Yes, bukov." Stalin then said, "since he used to be the deputy head of your guard regiment, let him become a deputy division commander in the 18th army of the guards, and be promoted to the rank of lieutenant colonel."

"Great, comrade Stalin." I heard that Stalin not only promoted bukov to an official position, but also promoted him to a military rank. He said gratefully, "on behalf of lieutenant colonel bukov, thank you!"

Stalin waved his hand to me and said to me kindly, "go and find Comrade belia and ask him to arrange for you to accompany you to wuman."

When I was leaving Stalin's office, bosklebshev stopped me and seriously advised me to say, "Comrade oshanina, as far as I know, the Supreme Commander himself values you very much. Even if he speaks to you in a more serious way, it's for your own good. You can't stop thinking about today's situation in the future, you know? "

Perhaps it was out of kindness that bosklebshev said these words to me, but they made me laugh and cry. I think that even if I explain to him again, it's a sophistry in his view. I simply don't mention this matter, but switch the topic: "by the way, comrade boskelebeshev, I don't know where Comrade Beria's office is, is it here or in Lubyanka?"

"Comrade Beria has an office in Lubyanka, but he usually works here." After answering my question, poskelebeshev's face suddenly showed a shocked expression: "is it the Supreme Commander himself who asked you to go?" Seeing that I nodded in affirmation, he asked carefully, "can you tell me what it is?"

Considering what I will do next, boskelebeshev must be one of the insiders, so I didn't hide it. I gave him a brief introduction about Stalin's assignment to wuman. After listening to me, he was relieved to tell me where belia's office was.

I followed the route bosklebershev had given me and came downstairs outside belia's office. His office is similar to Stalin's office in that it is divided into internal and external rooms. In the small room outside, there was a desk with a lamp and a telephone. Behind the desk sat an interior officer with a facial expression.

Seeing me at the door, the officer stood up, looked at me quickly, and politely asked, "Comrade General, what can I do for you?"

"Is Comrade Beria in, please?" To tell you the truth, although I came at Stalin's command, I still feel a little guilty standing here, "I want to see him!"

"Do you have an appointment?" With these words, the officer was ready to reach for the register on the table.

"No, comrade officer." I said hastily, "I have something to see Comrade belia."

"I'm sorry, Comrade General." The officer said in a polite and cold tone, "the work of the people's commissar of the interior is very busy. If you don't make an appointment, I can't inform you."

Seeing that the officer actually spoke to me in an official voice, I felt very uncomfortable. I said solemnly: "Comrade officer, my name is oshanina. Now I'm the representative of the first front army stationed in Ukraine. If you have something urgent to see Comrade belia, please inform me immediately!"

I didn't expect that after listening to my identification, the officer still said coldly, "sorry, no one can go in without an appointment in advance."

Seeing that the officer was so stubborn, I couldn't help feeling around my waist. Who knows, I only felt an empty holster, and then I thought that when I entered the Kremlin, I left my pistol in the duty room at the door.

The officer was a little flustered when he saw my action. He slapped a button on the table with his hand two times, pulled out his pistol and pointed it at me. At the same time, he said loudly, "don't move!"

Although the gun in the officer's hand is aimed at me, I know in my heart that this gun can only serve as a deterrent. As a small officer, does he dare to shoot at a senior commander? So with my hands behind my back, I looked contemptuously at the officer opposite to see what he could do.

Just then, I heard a rush of footsteps in the corridor, and soon I heard a group of voices shouting in disorder: "don't move, raise your hands!"“ Hands up

I turned to the side and saw seven or eight soldiers standing in the corridor, pointing their submachine guns at me. They were all called by the officer in front of me. I turned my eyes to the officer again and said faintly, "Comrade officer, do you still refuse to report to Comrade belia?" The officer pointed his gun at me, but his hand trembled slightly. He may have thought that I would be terrified to see these soldiers from the Ministry of internal affairs appear. However, it was totally unexpected that I acted so calm. Just as the sword was drawing, the door leading to the inner room suddenly opened, and out came a middle-aged man in military uniform and a pair of glasses. I recognized at a glance that it was no one else, but belia, whom I was going to meet. Bellia stood at the door, looking at the officer and asked in a discontented voice, "can you tell me what's going on here and why it's so noisy?" The officer lowered the muzzle of his gun, walked quickly to belia, whispered a few words in his ear, and pointed to me with his hand. Belia turned to look at where I was, and when he saw that it was me, there was a look of surprise on his face. Then he came to me, and at the same time, he took the initiative to hold out his hand and said in a somewhat unexpected way, "Hello, comrade o'shanina, I didn't expect you to come to me."“ Hello, comrade Beria When I shook hands with him, I explained my intention in time: "I came to see you on the order of the Supreme Commander himself, but your subordinates refused to inform me."“ What, my men won't tell you? " When Beria heard me say this, she immediately said to the officer with a frosty face, "nonsense, it's nonsense. The people who come to me at this time must be important. Why don't you report it to me in time? "“ I'm sorry, comrade member of the people's Committee. " The officer blushed with shame and said to belia, "I don't know..." "I'll settle with you later." Belia glared at him and then made a gesture of invitation to me. "Comrade o'shanina, please come in. Let's talk inside! " Before I entered the door, I caught sight of the officer waving his hand out of the corner of my eye. Then there was a sound of footsteps from near to far in the corridor. It seemed that the soldiers had left.