Our jeep drove for about half an hour, passed seven or eight heavily guarded checkpoints, and finally entered the city of Moscow. Seeing the familiar buildings on both sides of the street, I was very excited. If it were not for the unfamiliar liaison officer and the unknown driver sitting in the car, I would definitely yell out in my throat: "I Hu Hansan is back again!"

Of course, this is just thinking about it in my heart. If I really yelled like this, even if the liaison officer and the driver did not regard me as a lunatic, they would curiously ask this and that, until I was speechless.

After several rounds of investigation, we finally came to Zhukov's headquarters. After the vehicle entered through the gate lined with sentries, it slowly drove to the tall building and stopped. The liaison officer turned his head and said to me, "Comrade General, we are here."

I looked outside, and before I could see what was there, I replied casually, "Oh, we're here." After a short pause, I asked again, "Major, are you taking me to the Marshal's office?"

Unexpectedly, the liaison officer shook his head and replied, "I'm sorry, Comrade General. My task is to take you from Kiev and send you to the command of Comrade Marshal. Now my task is completed. I will send you to the Marshal. The task will be completed by other commanders."

The liaison officer’s remarks made me feel crazy. My heart said that you brought me back from Kiev all the way, and finally reached the door of Zhukov’s headquarters. As a result, you said that the mission was completed and you had to pat your **** to leave. , Throw me here alone, is that such a thing?

Before I got angry, the liaison officer said slowly: "When we left the airport, the airport should have notified Comrade Marshal's men of your arrival. Look." He said to the car window. "A captain came out of the building, he should be here to pick you up." After speaking, he pushed the car door and got out of the car, and walked over to meet the captain who had just walked out of the building.

I also slammed the car door and got out of the car. When I was about to follow the liaison officer, I suddenly noticed that there was a small black dot shaking in front of my left eye. I thought it was some dregs falling from the air, so I stretched out my hand to grab it, but I caught it. Empty.

I thought I was dazzled, so I laughed mockingly. Lift your leg and walk forward. After a few steps, the little black spot appeared again. I quickly closed my right eye and stared at the front with my left eye still, and found that the black spot also stopped in front of it. At this moment, there was an unknown premonition in my heart. Is it because my eyes are not defective?

Before I could think of a reason, the liaison officer brought the captain to me. The captain raised his hand to salute me, and then asked in a polite tone, "Is this General Oshanina?"

I nodded, and replied in an affirmative tone: "Yes, I am Oshanina."

"Comrade Marshal asked me to pick you up. He has been waiting for you for a long time." As he said, the captain took a step back. Turning one side of his body, he made a please gesture toward the building.

Instead of walking into the building immediately, I turned around and reached out to the liaison officer. Holding his hand, he said gratefully: "Thank you, Comrade Major, thank you for taking me to Moscow. We will have a period later."

After letting go of the liaison officer's hand, I turned around and said to the captain, "Let’s go, comrade captain. Please lead me in front."

I followed the captain and walked into the building, and saw commanders walking around everywhere in the building. After they saw me. They stopped and pressed their bodies against the wall. Raised hands to salute me, and I also raised my hands one by one in return.

The captain took me to a room and stopped quickly, and said to the lieutenant on duty who had just stood up from the table: "Lieutenant, this is General Oshanina who is about to be summoned by Comrade Marshal."

The lieutenant glanced at me, did not speak, but walked to the door, pushed open one of the two tall wooden doors, glanced inward, and closed the door again. Then he walked up to me and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Comrade General, the marshal is still talking with other commanders, please wait a while." As he said, he was leaning against the wall not far away. A row of chairs pointed, "Sit on the chairs and rest for a while."

I nodded, walked to the chair position, and randomly found a chair to sit down. I wanted to greet the captain and sit down, but he walked up to me and said respectfully: "Comrade General, my mission is complete, please allow me to leave!"

"Go ahead, comrade captain." I smiled and thanked the captain of Zhukov's headquarters who took me to the Zhukov headquarters: "Thank you!"

While I was sitting in a chair waiting for Zhukov to be interviewed, I tried to close my right eye and look at the ceiling with my left eye alone. When I found that nasty little black spot moved along with my eyeballs, my heart was cold. It turned out that there was really a problem with my eyes. I wouldn't be blind, right? If you have time the next day, you must go to the hospital for an examination.

While I was thinking about it, I heard the door rang and quickly turned my head to look. I saw two generals with serious expressions walking out of the house. Seeing them appear, the lieutenant on duty who had been sitting at the table quickly stood up and straightened his body. And seeing that the two generals were both higher in rank than me, I quickly stood up and raised my hands to salute them.

The two generals were talking quietly and saw someone nearby saluting them. After a glance, they returned a salute and walked forward along the corridor without stopping.

I looked at the backs of the two generals, and said to my heart that they looked very face-to-face, and I didn't know if they were one of the famous generals in history. At this time, I heard the lieutenant’s voice coming from behind: "Comrade General, you can go in now."

I turned around and took a look, and saw that the lieutenant had opened the door and stood upright at the door, waiting for me to enter.

I walked quickly toward the door, thanked the lieutenant, and walked into Zhukov's headquarters.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw that in this large spacious room, there was a long conference table in the middle, and beautiful wooden chairs were placed around the table. Zhukov was on the other end of the table, leaning over and looking at the map in front of him. Hearing someone coming in, he asked without looking up, "Is there anything else?"

I quickly stepped forward, raised my hand to the side of my forehead, and said loudly: "Report to Comrade Marshal. Major General Oshanina was ordered to come from Kiev. I am waiting for your order. Please instruct!"

Hearing my voice, Zhukov raised his head and glanced at me. A smile appeared on his expressionless face, and he walked quickly towards me and said loudly, "So it's Lida here!"

When he shook hands with me, he asked with concern: "Did you come here directly after getting off the plane?"

"Yes, Comrade Marshal." Because Zhukov shook hands too hard. It hurt so much that I gritted my molars and replied: "I think you recruited me from Kiev. There must be something important, so when I got off the plane, I rushed over."

Zhukov greeted me and came to the place where the map was placed, and pointed to a chair. He said in a commanding tone: "Sit down, I want to have a good talk with you." After that, he pulled up a chair and sat down first. After sitting down, he pushed the map towards my position and said, "Let's take a look at the enemy and our situation in Ukraine."

I sat sternly on the chair he appointed and looked down at the map on the table. I saw that it was marked with dense arrows and various lines of defense. Because I didn't see a famous person for a while, I just stared at the picture and didn't dare to talk casually.

Zhukov did not notice these details. He grabbed a pencil on the table, lit the map and said to me: "Lida, come and see. Mainstein's forces successfully captured Donetsk two days ago and forced General Vatutin to command. The Southwest Front Army retreated to Luhansk. Under the onslaught of the enemy, General Vatutin prepared to command troops to withdraw from Luhansk one after another. But as you succeeded in capturing Kiev, the difficulties faced by the Southwest Front Army changed. The German army stopped its offensive on Lugansk at ten o'clock in the morning. Except for a small number of troops remaining in contact with our army, the rest of the main forces have gradually withdrawn westward."

Surround Wei and save Zhao. When I heard Zhukov's words, this idiom suddenly popped up in my mind. If it wasn't for my whim. Thinking of attacking Kiev, it is estimated that Vatutin's troops had been defeated by the onslaught of Manstein's troops.

The pencil in Zhukov's hand pointed to Kharkov again: "Also here, the Voronezh Front under the command of General Golikov, because the Third Tank Army was assigned to you, the strength of the troops is a bit weak. The Supreme Command has already dispatched. The central front under the command of General Rokosovsky to reinforce, but due to the muddy roads, it is difficult for us to deploy a large number of troops in designated positions in the shortest time, because General Golikov can only rely on his own strength. In Kharkov and the counterattack German forces." At this point, he threw the pencil in his hand on the table, and said in a relaxed tone, "However, this unfavorable situation, with the liberation of Kiev, has completely According to the reconnaissance of our air force, the enemy’s main force also turned to the west and moved towards Poltava. It is estimated that they are preparing to concentrate their forces to counterattack Kiev, lest their way is cut off by us."

I can’t help but breathe a sigh of relief when I hear that the two fronts have turned their heads into peace. At the same time, I am worried about the fate of the Dnieper battle cluster currently deployed near Kiev. Originally, our military strength was limited. If hundreds of thousands of Germans abandon the Voronezh Front and the Southwest Front, which are in confrontation with them, and pounce on Kiev regardless, will General Rebarko and the others be able to stop the German offensive? There are also those two fronts who are out of the predicament. When they see the friendly situation in danger, will they reach out to them?

When I was troubled by these problems, I heard Zhukov ask: "Lida, what do you think of the current situation? I want to hear your opinion."

Seeing that the troops deployed near Kiev were in danger of being encircled by the Germans, I couldn't help but become anxious: "Comrade Marshal, I want to ask a question?"

"Ask!" Zhukov agreed readily.

I pointed to the location of Kiev and said to Zhukov: "Comrade Marshal, General Rebarko and I, the troops of the battle clusters have been deployed around Kiev. But our strength is limited. Once the heavy German army is surrounded, I want to know, can I get support from friendly forces?"

Regarding this question of mine, Zhukov was silent for a moment, and then replied: "This may be difficult. Although our strength is superior to the German army, due to the difficulty of logistical supplies, coupled with the long battle, the commanders and fighters I'm all tired. Once the Germans begin the siege of Kiev, I think it may be difficult to provide enough support for the defenders in the city in a short time."

After listening to Zhukov's words, my cold sweat has come down. If this is the case, then waiting for the fate of the commanders of the current battle group in Kiev, either being wiped out or taken prisoner. I looked up at Zhukov, wanting to hear what he would say next, whether he would send me back to Kiev when the situation was the worst.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Zhukov was silent, I couldn't help but ask first: "Comrade Marshal, I want to ask, is there anything that I was called back to Moscow suddenly this time?"

"Recalling you to Moscow is the intention of the Supreme Commander himself." Zhukov said, he directly explained who ordered me to be recalled. He said unhurriedly: "He said you have been in the battle for a long time~ lightnovelpub.net~ should let you come back and rest for a while, by the way, go to the military academies for further study, improve your military theory level, so that you can play a more important role in the future."

"But, but Kiev, what about Kiev?" After hearing Zhukov's news, although I was in ecstasy, I then worried about the comrades who were still in Kiev: "Aren't we just watching them get caught by the Germans? Encircled by a large group of troops, but do nothing?"

Zhukov glanced at me with a displeased expression on his face, and said, "Lida, we don't care about them. But our defense line has been beaten to pieces by the German counterattacks, so we need a troop to attract them. Enemy, let us have enough time to repair the line of defense, strengthen our troops, and accumulate strength to launch a new offensive."

Having said that, he saw my downcast look, suddenly changed the topic, said: "Lida, there is one more thing, I want to remind you. You are now a general, you can no longer continue to use your former company commander and battalion commander. If you have to deal with everything, it will mess things up. You have to learn to grasp the big and let go of the small, and only do the most important things, and leave them to your subordinates. Do it. You are only responsible for observing whether they are doing it correctly, recording their performance in the execution process, and finally summarizing who is suitable for doing things. Only in this way can you improve work efficiency and become a qualified senior Commander." (to be continued)