What Zhukov said made me confused. I don't know why he suddenly said this to me. "Don't he know now that the troops I command are all formed temporarily, not to mention excellent commanders, even fighters with combat experience are seriously insufficient." I thought aggrievedly: "If I was equipped with They are all good soldiers and strong generals, so I can stay in the headquarters every day, and command the troops to fight according to the map and the battle reports received, instead of running to the front line at risk whenever something happens. go with."

However, before I could speak, Zhukov’s tight face appeared with a smile: "You are good, Lida, this is what I want to tell you. For your performance in Ukraine and what you have achieved. You deserve the honor you deserve."

I thought of Zhukov’s previous telegram, which mentioned that Lebarko and I would be awarded the titles of "Gold Star Medal" and "Hero of the Soviet Union". I hurriedly straightened my body and said according to the regulations: "Serve the Soviet motherland!"

Unexpectedly, Zhukov waved his hand and said with a smile: "You tell me this is useless now, because the award is not in my control." It may be that he saw the expression of astonishment on my face and added, "Your grant The honour ceremony will be held tomorrow morning, and the members of the Supreme Soviet Presidium will award you honours."

Zhukov’s words calmed me again, and I asked in astonishment: "What? Comrade Marshal, what did you say? Members of the Presidium of the Supreme Soviet gave me honors. Isn’t it you?"

"Yes, in order to commend your achievements, the specifications of this award are determined by the Supreme Commander himself." Zhukov heard this. Replied with a smile: "The place where the honors were awarded is in the Kremlin."

"What about after the award?" Although I knew that I would receive the highest honor in the Kremlin, I was not at all happy, because I also knew what fate was waiting for me next, so I asked cautiously: " Should I go back to Kiev to command the troops?"

Zhukov shook his head. He replied: "Going back to Kiev, this may not be a big deal. Because the Dnieper battle group was originally a temporary organization, after completing its mission, it will be disbanded. And your arrangement, the Supreme Commander himself asked me to consult you. The opinion is whether you are willing to switch to local work. After all, the frontline is too dangerous and women are not suitable for staying there for a long time."

"Comrade Marshal, I feel that local work is not suitable for me." After answering Zhukov truthfully, I followed this line of thought to express my views: "Since the outbreak of the war, I have almost always been on the front line. In other words. I have adapted to this kind of life in war. Once I return to the rear, I may not be able to adapt."

"If you don't adapt, you can adapt slowly." Zhukov heard my answer with a trace of dissatisfaction on his face. "None of us has the right to let a young mother look forward to a place where a man should be. "

"But. Comrade Marshal..."

As soon as I spoke, Zhukov raised his hand and interrupted what I said afterwards: "Okay, don't say it. This is an order issued by the Supreme Commander himself. It can only be implemented, and bargaining is not allowed." After finishing this sentence Later, he said in a slow tone, "If I remember correctly, your husband and children are still alive. If you work in the rear, you can be reunited as a family."

I heard Zhukov mentioned Oshanin. My heart can't help but tremble. If I say that after crossing, what is my biggest fear. I'm afraid to come into contact with this real Lida's husband, every time he accidentally remembers his name. I always feel uncomfortable.

Seeing that I hadn't spoken yet, Zhukov went on to say: "Lida, think about it! This is the special care of your superiors."

In this case, if I still insisted on doing it my own way, I would probably offend Zhukov. Thinking of Oshanin was injured in the defense of Moscow and sent to the rear, there is no information. As long as I can't contact him, then I won't be in danger of getting help. Thinking of this, I said with difficulty: "Comrade Marshal, but I don't even know where my husband and son are now?"

"You don't know their whereabouts?" My answer surprised Zhukov, and he asked curiously: "Is there no contact after we met in the suburbs of Moscow last time?"

"That's it, Comrade Marshal." I explained to Zhukov: "Oshanin was wounded in a battle outside Moscow and was sent to the rear. Then we lost contact."

"Since then, has there been no contact?" Zhukov asked in surprise: "Have he never written to you from the hospital behind?"

I shrugged my shoulders and said in an aggrieved expression: "Comrade Marshal, you know, since the end of the Moscow defense, I have been changing troops. First, the Leningrad Front, then Wall. The Hof Front, followed by the Stalingrad Front, and the Southwest Front that had been waiting not long ago...."

"Yes, yes, you are right." Before I finished speaking, Zhukov nodded and said: "Over the past year, you have indeed been in a lot of troops. If you want to contact you, it is true. It's not easy. By the way, where is your son? Did you find him?"

Regarding Zhukov’s question, I nodded and said affirmatively: "Yes, Comrade Marshal, when I broke through the Liuban, I was accidentally in a village and met my son, Alek, who wandered there."

"Wandering there?!" Zhukov repeated what I said, and asked puzzledly: "Why did your son appear in the Liuban area? Isn't there an adult to accompany him, such as your relatives and friends?"

"Before I joined, I gave my son Alik to my mother." I looked at Zhukov and told him about the real Lida's family background: "I have arrived in Leningrad with my child because of the lack of food in the city. The mother evacuated the child outside the city and contracted a serious illness in a village near Liuban. She died soon afterwards, leaving Alik alone."

"Where is the child now?" Zhukov asked with concern.

I shook my head and replied again: "At that time, the troops under my command were about to be transferred, so I handed my son to a female hygienist who was sent to the rear because of his injuries, and asked her to take the child to a safe place."

Zhukov opened the notebook. He picked up the pencil on the table and asked, "What is your son's name, and what is the name of the female hygienist who took him away?"

"My son is Alik, and the female hygienist is Nina. They belong to the Volkhov Front." I answered Zhukov's question truthfully. Then there was an intention to make a request to him: "Comrade Marshal, can you get rid of you and inquire about Oshanin's whereabouts?"

"No problem." After Zhukov wrote down the last stroke in his notebook, he readily agreed: "I will ask a comrade from the health department to help you inquire about this matter. I believe it will not be long before you can hear it. good news."

Everything that should be said is finished. I stood in front of Zhukov silently, waiting for his next order. Zhukov looked up at me, frowned and thought about it, then picked up the phone on the table and said into the microphone: "Lieutenant. Come in." After speaking, he put the phone down.

The door of the confinement room suddenly opened, and the lieutenant on duty stood straight at the door, waiting for Zhukov's order.

Zhukov walked towards him a few steps, and said: "Lieutenant, arrange for the driver to send General Oshanina to the hotel."

"Yes!" The lieutenant agreed while standing in place.

I shook hands with Zhukov and thanked him later. Is preparing to walk towards the lieutenant. He suddenly said another sentence behind me: "By the way, Lida, tomorrow morning's award ceremony. I will send someone to pick you up."

I turned around and smiled at him and nodded to express my gratitude. Then I speeded up and walked towards the door.

The lieutenant took me to the parking lot outside the building and went straight to a jeep with a driver. He greeted him and ordered him: "Comrade sergeant, you are responsible for sending Comrade General to the hotel."

The driver heard the order. He quickly got out of the cab and took the initiative to open the back door for me. Please me in the car. After thanking the lieutenant and the driver, I bent down and got into the car.

When the jeep came to the door of the hotel not far away, it stopped. There was a smile on my face, because I had been here several times. After thanking the driver, I pushed the door and got out of the car, and walked straight to the door of the hotel.

As soon as I walked into the gate, a female commander wearing a big brimmed hat came towards me. The other party also said politely: "Hello, Comrade Commander, can I help you?"

I heard the other person's voice very familiar, and when I fixed my eyes, it turned out that it was Liu Da, the person in charge here. Glancing at the new rank on her shoulder, she found that she had been promoted to lieutenant, and then smiled and said, "What's the matter, Lieutenant Liu Da, don't you recognize me?"

When the other party heard me greet myself so familiarly, he was taken aback for a moment and couldn't help but looked me up and down. After watching for a long time, she shook her head and said regretfully: "I'm sorry, Comrade General, I don't seem to know you."

Hearing her say this, I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. I took off the helmet on my head, took a step back, opened my arms, and said helplessly: "Liu Da, take a closer look, do you really know me?"

"Lida, it's Lida~lightnovelpub.net~ Before Liu Da could react, a young female soldier ran over suddenly. She leaped over and gave me a big hug. At the same time, her mouth Said: "Lida, I didn't expect you to be alive. This is really great, great. "

I also put my arms around the young female soldier in front of me, and said in my mouth: "Aksala, it's been a long time since I saw you, how are you?"

The female soldier hugging me was Aksala, the waiter in the hotel. She didn't expect to meet me at this time, so she was extremely emotional. He choked and said, "Lida, dear Lida, I thought you had sacrificed. It's great to see you again."

And Liu Da, who didn't say a word, finally figured out my identity after seeing Aksala's performance. She laughed and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Comrade General, you stayed here last time. The time is far from now, so I didn’t recognize you in time, please forgive me!” (to be continued)

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