Burning Moscow

Chapter 563: The late ensign training team (part 2)

Cui Koff obviously didn’t take this matter I mentioned as loudly. He said very readily, “I have no opinion, just let Instructor Vellore and her troops stay in your police division. Watermark advertising test watermark advertising Test As for General Kolpakchi, I just need to call him and talk to him."

I was really pleasantly surprised when I heard that Vellore and her troops could be kept. I thought my proposal would be rejected by Cui Kefu. Even if I didn’t reject it, it wouldn’t go so smoothly. I didn’t expect that he would agree so readily. He even offered to negotiate with General Kolpakchi, commander of the 62nd Army.

When I thanked him again, I glanced at Vellore who was sitting at the table, only to find that she was leaning on her side, and Sederikov who was sitting next to her was talking in a low voice. I just wanted to hang up the phone and want to hear what they were talking about, but I didn't expect to hear Cui Kefu say: "Oshanina, I happen to have good news to tell you."

Good news, when I heard his words, the first reaction was that the Supreme Commander himself promoted me to general again? So I didn't care about what Sergeikov and Vellore were talking about, so I couldn't wait to ask: "Comrade Commander, I don't know what good news you have brought me?"

"When General Zhukov was talking to me just now, after talking about the military situation in the Stalingrad region, I deliberately brought up the matter about the Lieutenant Meletskov's training team to him."

When I heard that it was not for me to restore my military rank, I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, but I still asked politely: "I don't know how General Zhukov responded to you?"

"He said that General Meretskov has agreed to your request. The ensign training team will board the car after dawn and report to your police division as soon as possible."

Although it was not good news that I was promoted, I was overjoyed when I heard that the ensign training team was about to be placed under my command. He kept asking: "Comrade Commander. They will leave after daybreak. I don’t know if they will be there in a few days.** Teacher?" Cui Kefu was probably calculating the second lieutenant’s training team could arrive, so he was silent for a while before repliing: "Oshanina. I have calculated it. It will take seven days at the earliest before they can get to the ** division. Report."

"What? It takes seven days. Or the fastest?" When I rushed to the Don River from the Volkhov Front, it took less than a day or two, even if they took more preparation time. , It should be almost three days or so. I asked in disbelief, "Comrade Commander. Why does it take such a long time?"

Regarding my question, Cui Koff may have known for a long time. He calmly said: "Oshanina, because the land traffic from Moscow to Stalingrad has been completely cut off by the German army. The ensign training team arrived in Moscow. , You can only take the east-bound train through Gorky, Kazan and other cities. Finally, you will reach the terminal Ufa. After getting off the train there, take a car or walk southward, passing Samara, Uralsk, Beko Vo and other cities, finally reached the right bank of the Volga River. After crossing the Volga River, enter Stalingrad. Then proceed to your division’s defense zone. Seven days is the fastest marching speed."

After listening to Cui Kefu’s remarks, I didn’t think about the ensign training team anymore. Instead, I thought that it would take at least half a month or even longer for the troops sent from the base camp to reach the battlefield. I was always blaming. The movement of these troops was slow, and it was only now realized that after they left Moscow, they had to go into such a big circle before they could enter Stalingrad. No wonder the assembly speed of the troops was always so slow.

After finishing the call with Trikov, I walked up to Vellore. She quickly stood up and asked anxiously: "Comrade Colonel, what did General Cui Kefu of the 64th Army say?"

I smiled and said to her: "Instructor Vellore, General Trikov said, regarding your matter, he will call and negotiate with General Kolpakchi himself. You and your troops will stay in our military division with peace of mind. Right."

After hearing what I said, Vellore calmly replied: "Since the superior has an order, then my comrades and I will stay in the military division. I am very lucky to be able to participate under such a strong and brave commander. The battle to defend Stalingrad." At this point, his face suddenly showed a charming and beautiful smile and said: "My name is Kravguya Denisovna Vellore, and you usually call me Kravgu. Either Ya or Vellore will do."

"Kravguya Denisovna." I honored her real name and father's name, and said happily: "I am very happy that you and your comrades-in-arms can join my police division. Let's meet again. Come on, my name is Lida Musdakova Oshanina, you don’t always call me my rank or position, you can call my nickname Lida, or surname Oshanina, of course this It’s her husband’s last name."

"Then I will call you Lida from now on." Vellore naturally changed his address to me from "you" to a more gracious "you", "On age, Lida, you are much younger than me. , But you have participated in many battles, and you have even grown from an ordinary soldier to an excellent intermediate commander."

When I heard her comment on me, I couldn't help being a little curious: "How did you know?"

"How did you know?" Vellore said in a calm and homely tone, "When you were talking to General Trikov, I learned something about you from Lieutenant Colonel Sergeikov, the commander of the regiment. I am very concerned about you. What kind of commander will you and your troops lead."

I glanced at Sederikov, smiled and asked Vellore: "So, the lieutenant colonel told you everything he knew. If I don’t like you, what would you do? Does the superior apply for transfer or return to the establishment?"

Vellore smiled and replied: "Suppose it is a commander who makes me and my fighters dissatisfied, but now, I am proud that I can fight under your command."

Vellore’s praise made me feel a little embarrassed. I quickly turned off the subject and asked: "Dear Vellore, I haven’t had time to ask you, how did you become the political instructor of the mixed group?"

Vellore had already sat down, heard my question, stood up quickly, and reported her own resume to me: "...I was a political propagandist of the municipal party committee before joining the army. This April After joining the army, my superiors assigned me to a training class for political work cadres. After the training class, due to the lack of sufficient political work cadres in the army, I was awarded the rank of political instructor." At this point, she pointed her finger at the badge Three beans. He also raised the sleeves to show me the red star on the sleeves. "Afterwards, I was sent to Krasnodar. The Vinnytsia Infantry School there taught the soldiers socio-economic courses. When the Germans approached Stalingrad, the Vinnytsia Infantry School's cadets were organized into Formed a mixed regiment, belonging to the 62nd Army. All went on the battlefield."

"How many people are left in your army?"

Vellore was silent for a moment, and then replied decisively: "The two companies have 156 people left. They are all students who have studied in school for more than half a year."

What she said was exactly what I wanted to know, so after nodding, I turned my head and said to Sederikov next to him: "Comrade Sederikov, immediately assign these students to the regiments. Each company will serve as squad leader and platoon leader. Let them pass on the knowledge they have learned in school to our soldiers as soon as possible."

Without waiting for Xiejielikov to speak, Vellore asked with a little confidence: "Lida, let these students serve as the platoon leader. Is this appropriate?"

"Of course it fits, dear Vellore." I smiled and said to her: "Since our division is newly formed, most of the soldiers lack military training and combat experience. And you and your soldiers are fighting the Germans. After successfully breaking through three days later, I believe your combat experience is very precious to the soldiers of the military division. Let these war-tested students serve as squad leaders in the army, which is useful for improving the military. The overall combat effectiveness of the division is very helpful."

"How should the personnel be allocated?" Sergeikov continued to ask for instructions.

"Each regiment is divided into forty students, and the rest are placed in the guard camp." In other divisions, the guard camp has the strongest combat effectiveness, but it is not worth mentioning in my case. This time, I also pretended to be public for personal gain, leaving more backbones by my side to strengthen the combat effectiveness of the guard battalion.

After Vellore and Sergeikov looked at each other, they asked me for instructions: "Comrade Commander, please allow Lieutenant Colonel Sergeikov and I to leave to carry out the task of assigning students to the companies."

It seems that Vellore is also impatient, and can't wait to complete the task I explained. I didn't pour cold water on her high enthusiasm for work. I just waved and said faintly: "In this case, you go with the lieutenant colonel."

After Vellore and Sejerikov saluted me, they turned and left the headquarters.

Seeing the departure of the two, Pugachev and Basmanov, who had been silent, walked to my side. The first person who spoke was Pugachev: "Comrade commander, do I need to leave the company that was on the mission to you to form a guard battalion?"

"Of course." Even if Pugachev doesn't say it, I will take the initiative to mention this. Although there is a guard battalion at present, the actual fixed number of people is only one squad, and Cui Koff sent me over. . Even if the platoon of Basmanov was added, it would only be an extra shift per platoon, which was far from the goal of three companies.

I shook my head at Basmanov and said, "Captain Basmanov, you and Captain Pugachev will go outside to go through the handover procedures, and by the way, take the connection in his hand and quickly The frame of the guard battalion was built up and the company commanders were appointed. Do you understand?"

After hearing both Pugachev and Basmanov replied loudly, I nodded and said to them: "Since I understand everything, then go and execute the order."

Looking at the room, only I and Razumeyeva were left. I walked up to her and said with concern: "Comrade Lieutenant, I have been busy with work these days. Thank you for your hard work!"

Razumeyeva took off her earphones, stood up, and replied loudly: "Serve the Soviet motherland!"

After I let her sit down, after a short period of thought, I said to her with earnest words: "Second Lieutenant Razumeyeva, although our division has a communications company, the personnel is only the squad originally sent by the headquarters of the group army, During the battle, there were still a lot of casualties. If this goes on, it won’t work. You should really establish the communication company as soon as possible, and select suitable candidates from the division to enrich your communication company...."

"Understood, comrade commander," Razumeyeva assured me after she understood what I meant: "I will go to the troops to select knowledgeable commanders as soon as possible to enrich our communications company."

We are talking. The radio rang suddenly and interrupted our conversation. After answering the call, Razumeyeva said to me in a bit of surprise: "Comrade Commander. The other party said that he is General Meretskov. Would you like to speak with him? ?"

Don't say that the opponent is a general, even a captain. I also have to talk to him. You know, I just got out of his hands for the most elite ensign training team. When I heard Meletskov’s familiar voice coming from the headphones, I greeted him with a smile and said, "Hello. Comrade General."

"I'm not good, very bad!" Meletskov greeted me, but suddenly said something I didn't expect.

I was taken aback for a moment, and then I understood the reason why he said so. Although the ensign training team was handed over to me to command, he took the initiative to propose, but after all, I pryed his corner. It is understandable that he was angry with me. I try to use a relaxed tone. To adjust the depressed atmosphere: "Comrade General, although I haven't seen you and the commanders of the headquarters in just over a month, I miss you very much and I really hope to have the opportunity to go back and see you."

"Come on. Lida, don't say this kind of obedient." Although Meletskov said this angrily, I could feel his attitude eased in his voice. "I heard that you performed well in the Duhe River Basin, and the command troops won many battles. When you left my headquarters, you were still a major, and now you have become a colonel."

I smiled silently and wanted to say a few words. I really couldn't find the right words to answer him, so I had to keep silent and listen to what he had to say next. "When you proposed the direction of the German offensive in the south, it was Stalingrad, not Moscow or the Caucasus. Comrade Stalin was so angry that he wanted to send you to Mamayev Hill. Unexpectedly, the facts proved that you were at the beginning. The analysis is completely correct. It seems that Mamayev Gang really has to be guarded."

I thought that Meretskov had silently endured the thunderous anger of the Supreme Commander himself for my sake. If it weren’t for him, I didn’t know if I would be arrested again by the Ministry of Internal Affairs and sent to a military court for trial. . Thinking of this, the corners of my eyes were a little moist, and I said gratefully to him: "Comrade General, thank you for everything you did for me in the first place."

"Lida," Meletskov called my nickname affectionately, and said in an uncertain tone: "I want to listen to your analysis and judgment, will the Germans occupy Stalingrad?" Just finished. , He may be afraid that I have any scruples, and he specifically emphasized: "I asked you as a friend, not as a superior. You don’t need to regard me as your commander, but as your friend or relative, please Tell me, do you think Stalingrad will fall?" After these words, his breathing became rapid.

These words of Meretskov are very taboo at this time. If they are heard by the people of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, even if he is a general, he will not escape the fate of punishment. After a moment of silence, I replied decisively: "Comrade General, please rest assured that although the Germans will approach or even occupy a part of Stalingrad in a short time, Stalingrad will never fall."

Hearing my categorical remarks, Meretskov was obviously relieved. He kept saying: "That's good, that's good. I believe your judgment will be accurate." Then he turned the topic around and said To the second lieutenant training team that he and I both pay attention to: "Lida, I promised you before to give the second lieutenant training team to your command. Now is the time for me to fulfill my promise. I have given the order to the second lieutenant training team. The captain of the team, Captain Akhromeyev, the troops are gathering. In two or three hours at most, they will drive to Moscow by car, from there by train to Ufa, and then head south to Stalingrad." Maybe Afraid of my misunderstanding, he also specifically explained, “Because the land passage from Moscow to Stalingrad was completely cut off by the German army, the troops did not wait to go eastward and finally returned to Stalingrad. Come, the troops have been delayed on the road for a long time. It may take ten and a half days to reach your military division."

"I understand, Comrade General." Just now Cui Kefu told me the marching route of the ensign training team, so I don't expect them to be able to report to the military division within two or three days. "I also know a little bit about the current situation of the enemy and ourselves. There is no other way. For your generosity, I once again express my heartfelt thanks to you."

Meletskov chuckled and said, "Lida, to be honest, I really hope that you can return to my Volkhov Front and follow me to break the Germans after repelling the Germans attacking Stalingrad. The encirclement of Leningrad."

"There will be such a day, Comrade General." As for his hint, I knew that he was worried that I would not return his ensign training team after borrowing it, so he responded politely, "Wait for Stalinger. As soon as the fighting here ends, I will ask my superiors to send me back to the Volkhov Front."

My words made Meletskov completely relieved. He said haha, "In this case, I wish you good luck and repel the Germans who attacked Stalingrad as soon as possible."

As soon as the call with Meletskov was over, Zhukov's call came in. Hearing my voice, he smiled and said: "Lida, I have done everything you asked me to do. I have done it for you. Comrade Meletskov was not willing to hand over his precious army. The command to anyone is that I use my power to suppress him, saying that if he does not hand over the ensign training team, I will give priority to other fronts in the supplementation of soldiers’ weapons and ammunition. He saw me saying this, and I have no choice but to obediently give up."

Hearing what Zhukov said, I realized why Meretskov had so much anger in his tone when he first started talking to me. It turned out that he was angry with Zhukov before calling me. To Zhukov who helped me a lot, I quickly said gratefully: "Thank you, Comrade General, I will always remember your help to me...."

"Don't say it's useless." Before I could finish speaking, Zhukov interrupted me and said directly: "The grassroots commander you want, I will help you get it. As for the fighting backbone, why are you in a few days? There will be two militia destroyer battalions belonging to Stalingrad, which will be enriched into your division. Although they have not picked up the gun for much longer than your fighters, they have certain combat experience. They will be added to you. In the division, it will be helpful to improve your division's combat effectiveness."

Zhukov’s words made me feel warm. I wanted to express my gratitude to him, but I didn’t know where to start. I could only say, "Thank you, thank you, Comrade General."

"Commander, I will solve it for you; the backbone of the battle, I will also add it to you." When Zhukov said this, he suddenly increased his tone and said: "If you are strengthened, you can't stop the Germans fiercely. If you attack, then I don’t care what friendship you have, I will personally order people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to send you to a military court for trial."

Hearing Zhukov’s harsh words~lightnovelpub.net~ I knew that he was also anxious about the unfavorable situation, and quickly stated to him: "Please rest assured, as long as there is a soldier living in the military division, then we will absolutely The Germans will not be swaggered through our defense zone."

"Very good," Zhukov praised me after listening to my determination, and then told me: "Comrade Stalin also knows about the transfer of the ensign training team of General Meretskov. This matter is still his. After personally approving and agreeing, I called Meretskov. Lida, the Supreme Commander himself has high hopes for you, and I hope you can have an outstanding performance in this conference."

Zhukov’s next few words made my heart beat suddenly. It turned out that the ability to transfer the ensign training team was not only due to the good interpersonal relationship between Zhukov and me, but the Supreme Commander himself spoke in person, no wonder In such a short time, this can be facilitated. At this time, I had to once again express my attitude to Zhukov and to the Supreme Commander himself behind him: "Please tell Comrade Stalin, our military division will definitely fight against the fascists in the battle to defend Stalingrad. The gangster fought tenaciously and shed his last bit of blood."

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