Chapter 1537

I consider that belia will come forward to help me persuade Stalin, and there may be an answer soon. In order to avoid missing his call, even when brakov invited me to the restaurant for dinner, I refused. I just asked him to bring me some bread, cheese and so on.

Seeing brakov walking towards the door, while lunev was still sitting in the same place, I could not help but wonder: "Comrade lunev, why don't you go to dinner?"

Lunev looked at me with a worried look, and said in a quiet way, "Moscow hasn't called yet. Where can I eat?"

Originally, I was full of confidence in belia's persuading Stalin. At the moment, when I saw lunev who knew about this, he was so restless that his heart suddenly became uneasy.

Brakov is a good man. He didn't forget us when he went to the restaurant. When he came back, he specially asked the soldiers to bring dinner to lunev and me. As we sat at the table and began to eat, he carefully asked, "general oshanina, is there a phone call from Moscow?"

With a wry smile and shaking my head, I replied, "not yet. I guess it's a bit tricky." With these words, I suddenly thought of afuning and bukov, who left in a hurry after accepting the task, and quickly asked, "have my two subordinates been arranged?"

Brakov nodded and said, "don't worry, I've put them in the military hostel. If anything happens, my men will help them."

As soon as he had finished, the phone on his desk rang. Brakov looked around and then said, "it's like a high-frequency phone is ringing." With that, he quickly walked toward the desk.

It's said that the high frequency telephone is ringing. My first thought is that Moscow has called. He quickly put the half eaten bread back on the plate, got up and walked behind brakov.

Brakov picked up the phone and listened for a moment. Then he handed me the receiver and said, "general oshanina, I'm calling for you from Moscow."

As soon as I put the receiver to my ear, I heard Beria's voice: "Comrade oshanina, is there anyone else around you now?"

"Except for major general bulakov, the commander of uman garrison," I turned to look at lunev, who was sitting at the table eating, and truthfully reported, "there is your comrade lunev."

"Let them dodge first." Belia said solemnly, "I have something important to talk about."

"Comrade belia," when I heard that I was talking with belia, lunev also stopped eating, got up and came to me to listen to belia's latest instructions. In this case, how can I expel others? I can only say in embarrassment, "it doesn't matter to let Comrade lunev know this, does it?"

"No, let lunev and the commander of the garrison evade at once." "What I'm going to talk to you about is so important that no one else can hear me," Beria said in a very stern voice

Standing beside him, lunev heard Beria's words. In order not to embarrass me, he waved his head to blakov, who was standing across the table, and said, "come on, comrade general, let's go outside and have a cigarette."

Brakov was also a smart man. Seeing that lunev asked him to smoke outside, he immediately guessed the other party's intention, nodded, picked up the cigarette box and matches on the table, and then went out.

Seeing that both of them left the office, I said to the microphone, "Comrade belia, they have all left. I am the only one in the office. I don't know if you have anything important to talk to me?"

"I come to ask you," Beria asked directly, without any greetings. "When and where did you meet the soldier who told you that general kacharov had died under enemy fire?"

When I heard him suddenly ask this question, I couldn't help but clap in my heart, saying that it's not good, and the matter has gone through. But considering the identity of the other party, I can't admit to him that this matter is my nonsense. I can only say vaguely: "Comrade Beria, I can't remember the specific time, probably the soldier I met in the battle of Stalingrad."

"Comrade o'shanina, are you going to lie to me at this time? Do you forget what the Ministry of internal affairs under my leadership does? " Seeing that I was still making things up, belia was a little angry: "if I didn't help you hide this matter, as long as you were stabbed to Comrade Stalin, you will not only be removed from the post of representative of the base camp, but also completely lose the new man of the Supreme Commander himself to you."

From what belia said, I guess there must be some flaws in what I said. If I can't figure out the situation and continue to explain, maybe the situation will get worse and worse. Therefore, I intend to turn the defensive into the offensive and take the initiative in my own hands. Therefore, I stubbornly asked: "Comrade belia, I don't know what happened to make you so angry?"

"I'll read you the resume of lieutenant general kacharov." Belia didn't give me any nonsense, so he picked up a document and read it: "Vladimir Yakovlev kacharov, Soviet Army lieutenant general, born in gorodysseh, served in the Russian army in 1911-1912 and 1914-1918, and participated in the first World War. He graduated from brigadier's College in 1914 and joined the Red Army in 1918. During the civil war, he successively served as chief of staff of cavalry brigade, chief of staff of mixed cavalry army, chief of staff of cavalry first army, division chief of cavalry 2nd division and chief of staff of field command of cavalry 2nd group army. He took part in the battle against dunnigin and franger army, and took part in the fight against basmarchi gang in East Bukhara. He graduated from advanced crash course in 1923, He joined the Communist Party of the Soviet Union in 1927 and graduated from the advanced Infantry School and the special department of the volongzhi Military Academy in 1928 and 1935.

From 1925 to 1937, he successively served as the commander of cavalry brigade, cavalry division and cavalry commander. From 1938 to 1940, he successively served as the commander of North Caucasus military region and the commander of alhagar military region. In 1940, he was awarded the rank of lieutenant general. After the outbreak of the patriotic war, he served as the commander of the 28th group army formed in the alhangar military region and surrendered to the German army in Smolensk in August 1941. "

After reading the passage, Beria raised her voice and said, "Comrade oshanina, do you hear me? If lieutenant general kacharov really died, as you said, in directing the battle, then the place where he died should be near Smolensk, Russia; Not the uman region of Ukraine where you are now. "

All the information I have is from the history books and various posts of later generations. When I mentioned kacharov, I only vaguely said that he was killed by German artillery when he was commanding the troops. As for where he was killed, I didn't give a detailed description. After listening to what belia said, I was immediately shocked with a cold sweat, and said that I was really confused. Seeing that Stalin mentioned the three people, kacharov and bonejerin, in order 270, he took it for granted that the places where the three people were captured or sacrificed were all near uman, but who knew they were wearing a crown.

In a hurry, I didn't know how to answer belia's question. While I was thinking nervously, I just heard belia say, "Comrade oshanina, I know that you are going to exonerate major general bonejerin, but you can't take such deceptive measures? Fortunately, this time I personally called up the data of karcharov to review. If someone else changes, your flawed statement may put you in a hopeless situation. "

"I'm sorry, comrade Beria. I'm wrong." If someone else, maybe I will stick to my original statement, but in front of belia, the head of the secret police, I have a feeling that there is no escape. Fortunately, I could tell from his tone that he meant to defend me, so I decided to take the risk and confess to him: "I really lied to you. No soldier told me that general kacharov was killed by German artillery in his headquarters."

"Why are you doing this?" When belia saw me confess, her voice softened a lot: "since this matter has nothing to do with you, why do you take risks with your own future?"

For a moment, I couldn't come up with a convincing reason. I could only euphemistically say, "Comrade belia, I did it for two reasons. First, general bonejerin is indeed a talent. If he is allowed to stay in the prison camp, it would be a waste of time; Second, although I don't know general kacharov, according to his resume, he is a commander who is extremely loyal to the motherland and the people. He will never bend his knees to surrender to the Germans because of panic. I think there may be some misunderstanding. After all, in the chaotic situation at that time, some rumors were not accurate. "

Belia was silent after listening to what I said. When I heard that there was no voice in the receiver, I couldn't help but raise my voice in my heart. My heart said that he was not confused and immediately reported to Stalin, and then sent someone to arrest me? After all, I went too far this time. I tried to deceive the head of the secret police into persuading Stalin for me.

"O'shanina, I will not pursue this matter." After a long time, belia finally spoke. He asked tentatively, "are you really going to keep this bonejerin?"

"Yes, comrade Beria." Now that the matter has come to this point, I will definitely not hide my true thoughts any more, so I truthfully replied, "I think general bonejerin is a great military talent. If I can get his help, I believe that the troops I will command in the future will achieve more brilliant results."

"Since you insist so much," belia said hesitantly, not persuading me any more when she saw that I was so stubborn, "I'll go and talk to Comrade Stalin, but I'm not sure whether he will agree."

I finally grasped belia's life-saving straw. I was not willing to give up easily. I begged and said, "Comrade belia, if you want to help me this time, you must make general bonejerin my deputy. Please!"

"However, I am not absolutely sure that I can convince Comrade Stalin!" For my request, belia said helplessly: "I really can only try. Whether I can succeed or not depends on luck."

"Well, comrade Beria." A bold idea suddenly came into my mind: "you can tell Comrade Stalin to let bonejerin come to my army to do meritorious deeds. At the same time, you send people to the place where general kacharov fought to find his remains. As long as his remains can be found, the suspicion of defecting to the enemy will be cleared away. Then you will put forward to Comrade Stalin that the matter of general bonejerin should also be re investigated... "

"Come on, comrade oshanina, don't say any more." Before I finished, belia cut me off without any hesitation and said, "I'm not your subordinate. What should I do? I don't need you to teach me. That's it. I'll go to Comrade Stalin now and help you find out about him. "

After belia hung up, I went to the door and called in lunev and brakov, who were chatting in the corridor. Looking at the high-frequency telephone on the table, lunev asked carefully, "Comrade oshanina, I don't know what new tasks belia has assigned you?" Considering that since kacharov was killed near Smolensk, our search operation in uman area will be meaningless, I said to lunev, "Comrade lunev, belia asked us to cancel the task of searching for the remains of general kacharov in uman area."“ Ah, the mission is cancelled? " Lunev was surprised to hear that. He asked, "what's the reason?"“ Because... Because, gen... according to our latest information, "I said with some hesitation," general kacharov was not killed in the uman area. Comrade belia plans to send people to other places to search. "“ Oh, so it is. " Lunev's face showed a sudden expression, and then asked me: "since there is no need to search for general kacharov's remains in the battlefield near uman, I will call the company commander of the interior company and ask him to cancel tomorrow's operation." With my permission, he directly called the company commander of the internal affairs company who escorted us and announced that the search operation to be carried out tomorrow had been cancelled. Worried that Moscow would call at any time, I decided to stay in the office for the night. Although brakov, out of some good intentions, asked me to take a rest in a nearby room and said that he would send someone to inform me as soon as there was a call from Moscow. But I stubbornly refused his suggestion. I didn't want Stalin to wait for me on the other end of the line.