Soon after the message was forwarded to the divisions, a voice shouting "Ula" came from outside the headquarters. Since some people started up first, others naturally followed and shouted, and later it became that everyone was shouting in unison. Although it is just a simple word, no one thinks that there is nothing wrong with using this word to express their inner joy. Instead, the louder and louder they shout.

Hearing cheers from outside, Kirilov said with a smile on his face: "Lida, you may not know that when I saw this telegram from my superior, all my anxiety and tiredness disappeared in an instant. , Only the excitement and excitement in the heart are left. What else is more important than getting the approval of the Supreme Command? So I think it’s understandable for the soldiers even if they party through the night.”

"No problem, Comrade Military Commissioner. Let the divisions leave the necessary troops to serve as guards, and the rest of the troops can revel as soon as possible. Just drink a little is fine, but the premise is that it does not affect tomorrow's battle." I finished. After this, stand up from the table, walk to the bedroom next to it, and at the same time say: "I'll go to sleep first, and then call me if I have something to do."

The so-called bedroom is just a short trench. A large wooden plank is placed on two mounds, and two seized German army coats are covered to form a simple bed. Put down the curtain again and it becomes a separate room.

Although the cheers of the soldiers outside resounded across the sky, as I was too tired recently, I lay down on the bed and fell asleep soon after.

I don't know how long I slept, but in my daze, I seemed to hear someone calling my name loudly, so I casually agreed. Then the person who called me raised his voice: "Lida, are you awake?"

I heard that the person calling me was Kirilov, so I sat up with half-closed eyes and said weakly, "Comrade Military Commissioner, I am up. Is there anything wrong?"

Kirilov lifted the curtain and stood at the door and said to me: "Lida, come out soon. Something has happened!"

His words made me wake up immediately, and hurriedly asked with wide-eyed eyes: "What's the matter. Comrade Military Commissioner, did the commanders and fighters carnival something wrong last night?"

"No," Kirilov said, shaking his head, "you better come out and see by yourself."

I put on my boots and ran out of the bedroom impatiently. In the dim light, I saw a lot of people in the house, Bezikov and Akhromeyev were there. I walked quickly to Bezikov and asked curiously: "Comrade Chief of Staff, you came quite early. Where's the deputy commander, isn't he with you?"

Hearing my question, Bezikov unexpectedly lowered his head. His reaction surprised me, and I asked again: "Comrade Chief of Staff, why do you have this expression? Is there anything serious?"

"Commander, I...I..." Bezikov opened his mouth when he heard my question. After only spitting out two or three words, he couldn't speak any more because of his emotions.

"Major Akhromeyev." Perhaps seeing Bezikov's gaffe, Kirilov turned his gaze to Akhromeyev, raised his voice and said to him: "Say it. What happened? What happened?"

Akhromeyev, who was named by Kirilov, hurriedly stepped forward, looked at Bezikov sideways, then turned his head and looked at me squarely and said: "Report to Comrade Commander, Danilo On his way here, General Huo’s jeep struck mine..."

"Danilov's car has been struck by mine?!" Hearing Akhromeyev's words like this, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day blew beside me, scared me to death. Before he could finish speaking, he grabbed his arm. Excitedly asked: "Did Comrade Deputy Commander sacrifice?"

Akhromeyev shook his head first, and then said: "Comrade Commander. The deputy commander did not sacrifice, but was seriously injured."

I heard that Danilov was only injured and not sacrificed, and the stone hanging in my heart fell to the ground. I walked a few steps in the headquarters with my hands on my back, then stopped and asked him, "Where is Comrade Deputy Commander?"

Bezikov's mood at the moment returned to a little normal. He quickly took Akhromeyev's words and said: "I think the deputy commander was seriously injured, and the health officer has been ordered to transfer him directly to Kursk. ."

I nodded in agreement with Bezikov's treatment. If he made the decision not to send Danilov to the back, but to send him directly here, chances are I would scold him, after all, the medical conditions here cannot be compared with the military hospitals in the city.

I saw Lopukhov also standing in the room, waved to him quickly, and then asked: "Major, can the phone in the command center directly contact the front army command?"

"Yes, Comrade Commander." Lopukhov replied briefly.

I ordered him to say: "Send me to the front army headquarters. I want to report this news to my superiors immediately."

While Lopukhov was on the phone, I turned my head and asked Bezikov: "Chief of Staff, tell me, how did Comrade Deputy Commander’s car touched the thunder? I will ask Commander Vatutin later. Staff report."

"Our headquarters was transferred at two o'clock in the morning. As a result, as soon as we walked to the west of the city, the armored vehicle that opened the road in front of it struck a mine and exploded. Five or six soldiers in the vehicle died on the spot." Bezikov's mood has tended to Stable and began to introduce me to the incident, "Because the road is narrow, the forests on both sides are full of swamps, we can't get around, so we sent engineers to clear the mines. I don't know when the Germans laid the mines on the road. The numbers were large and scattered. Our engineers spent more than two hours, but they were only clearing a distance of two or three kilometers. The deputy commander felt that the engineers were too slow to clear mines, and he couldn't wait, so he drove forward in a jeep. The result was nothing. As far as I went, I ran into a landmine that was missed by the engineers."

After Bezikov's words were finished, I understood that Danilov's accident was still related to his impatient temper. If he could be more patient and wait for the engineers to clear all the mines before going on the road, chances are it won't happen.

At this moment, Lopukhov, who was standing by the telephone, reported to me respectfully: "Comrade Commander, the phone is connected to the Front Army Headquarters."

I walked up to him, took the receiver, and heard that the person answering the call was Vatutin, so I greeted him politely: "Good morning. Comrade General."

"Comrade Oshaninna," perhaps it was yesterday's victory that made Vatutin very happy. He asked in a relaxed tone: "You are calling at this time, do you have any good news to report to me?"

"I'm sorry. Comrade General." I replied with a lack of confidence: "What I brought you this time is an unexpected bad news."

"Bad news?!" Hearing what I said, Vatutin suddenly became nervous. He was silent for a moment, and then he hesitantly asked: "Did the Germans rush into Belgorod again?"

"What, the Germans rushed into Belgorod again?!" Before I could speak, I heard Zhukov's unexpected voice from the headset: "Ask Lida, what happened. We. Seven or eight divisions are placed in the south of the city. How can the Germans rush into the city so easily!"

"Comrade General, please tell the Marshal that everything is normal on our line of defense. The Germans on the opposite side did not move at all, let alone launch a counterattack against Belgorod." I heard Zhukov and Vatu Kyoto misunderstand our office. To say the bad news, quickly explained to them: "I'm talking about another thing."

"Go ahead, Comrade Oshaninna." Vatutin's voice was full of gunpowder at this moment.

Although I knew that I would be scolded for telling about Danilov's injury, I still had no choice but to report it. Because based on my understanding of Zhukov's character, if he finds out who has deceived him, he will be severely punished. After I took a deep breath. Then he reported tremblingly: "It is General Danilov, my deputy commander. On the way to the new headquarters, his car accidentally struck a mine..."

"What. General Danilov touched a mine?" After Vatutin finished speaking, there was an obvious pause. It is estimated that he exchanged an unexpected expression with Zhukov. He soon asked again: "How is Danilov's situation? How did he touch the thunder?"

"The injury is very serious." Fortunately, I just learned about the mine strike from Bezikov, otherwise Vatutin really stopped me. I will briefly introduce the mine strike and add: "Colon Bezikov has arranged manpower to send the deputy commander back to Kursk."

"Well, Colonel Bezikov did the right thing." Vatutin said approvingly: "The treatment conditions at the Kursk Military Hospital are good. As long as General Danilov is sent back in time, I believe he will not have any. Life-threatening."

"Comrade General." I know there are still many big battles to be fought, if there is no deputy commander. The normal work of the headquarters will be affected to some extent, so I euphemistically asked him: "Look, my deputy commander was injured. He may not be able to return to work for a long time. I don’t know if you can give it to me. I will send another deputy commander here?"

"Do you have a suitable candidate?" Vatutin asked with some embarrassment: "It is very difficult to know that a commander who can serve as a deputy commander now has an important position. It is very difficult to send you a deputy commander immediately. what."

"Comrade General, please, help." I begged him to say: "If your subordinates do not have a suitable candidate for the time being, you may wish to discuss with Marshal Zhukov to see if there is any candidate in his mind."

"Well, since you said that," Vatutin heard me say this, and he could only say reluctantly: "Then I will discuss with Comrade Marshal later to see if there is a suitable candidate to replace the deputy commander. Position."

"Thank you, thank you, comrade general." After I thanked him, I asked again: "I don't know when the four divisions and two tank brigades in Tomarovka can be rebuilt?" Although I I knew that there were still several artillery regiments and guards rocket artillery battalions there, but they didn't say it, lest Vatutin heard that the number of troops was too large, and it would ruin the fact that the troops were rebuilt.

Vatutin waited for me to finish, and was silent for a while, and then said: "Comrade Oshanina, the fighting in the Tomarovka area is still going on. Although the elimination of the besieged German troops is only a matter of time, but If so many troops are drawn back at once, our defense zone will become empty. I think so, your troops will stay in Tomarovka for two more days and wait until August 9. ,what do you think?"

"Well, Comrade General." Now that Vatutin had said so, and obviously there was no room for another round, I had no choice but to say: "I obey your arrangements."

When I put down the phone, Bezikov couldn't wait to ask: "Comrade Commander, what's the situation like? Did the front commander say who should be appointed as the new deputy commander?"

"No, Chief of Staff." I shook my head and replied: "Comrade General does not have a suitable candidate now. He has to discuss with Marshal Zhukov before deciding who should be the deputy commander."

At this moment, Kirilov suddenly said: "Maybe this time with the new deputy commander, there are also new members of the military council."

Kirilov’s words surprised all of us. I asked in astonishment: "Comrade Military Commissioner, why do you say that?"

Kirilov smiled at me and explained: "Actually, based on my qualifications and abilities, it is impossible to serve as a military commissar of the Sixth Guards Army. The reason why the superiors sent me over was nothing more than because of me and Your partner has been around for a long time~lightnovelpub.net~ and the mutual cooperation is only a tacit understanding."

Although I understood that Kirilov was telling the truth, I still retorted: "Comrade Military Committee, if you are not capable, our cooperation will not be as close as it is now. Not to mention that the superiors will not send new military forces. If the committee members come, even if they want to send, I will try my best to persuade them to change this idea."

"Lida, thank you for your kindness!" Kirilov got up from his seat, walked to my side, raised his hand and patted my shoulder twice, smiling and said: "According to me Based on your observation and understanding, you will assume more important positions in the future. Your superiors will definitely accompany you with more capable military commissars when you arrive. As for me, I feel that I am just a material for the division political commissar, and at best I am a military commissar That's it. How can I be qualified for the military commissar of the group army, or even a higher-level commander?"

After Kirilov had finished speaking, the room suddenly fell into silence. After a while, Bezikov suddenly exclaimed: "Oh, comrade commander, I patronized to report to you about the deputy commander. I forgot that General Rodimtsev, the commander of the 13th Guards Division, was still waiting. It's outside."

Bezikov’s words successfully diverted everyone’s attention. I hurriedly told him: "Chief of Staff, what are you doing here, don’t hurry up and invite Comrade General in!" to be continued.)