"This is Marshal Chernyakhovsky's order." Yakov said helplessly: "I have no choice but to execute it unconditionally."

“I plan to let friendly troops from the pass enter Fengtian City to station themselves. Is there no problem with this?”

"I'm afraid not."

"Why?" Sokov asked dissatisfied: "Yasha, don't forget, I am the commander of the 53rd Army and the highest-ranking commander in Fengtian City. Don't I even have the right to make such a decision? ?"

"Misha, I understand what you mean." But Yakov still said in a helpless tone: "Before yesterday, you were indeed the highest-ranking commander in Fengtian City, but now Chernyakhovsky The marshal is here, he is the highest-ranking commander. By the way, I heard him say that we have signed an agreement with the Chinese side, and big cities like Fengtian and Xinjing can only be handed over to the national army, and these from Although the Eighth Route Army from the Pass is our friendly army, it is not qualified to take over such a city."

Hearing what Yakov said, Sokov almost got angry again. But fortunately, he controlled his emotions in time. After all, what Yakov said was true. The Soviet side signed an agreement with the Chairman of the Generalissimo. The big cities in the Northeast could only be handed over to the national army under his command, and they could not always be allowed to do so. The Eighth Route Army, which insisted on fighting behind enemy lines, entered these big cities. Moreover, he also knew that this matter had nothing to do with Yakov in the first place, and it was meaningless to get angry at him.

Since he could not be angry at Yakov, Sokov transferred his anger to Chernyakhovsky. He secretly thought that if the newly promoted marshal sacrificed his life like in real history, During the Soviet army's battle to liberate East Prussia, I'm afraid no one would go to Fengtian today to give themselves such an order. He took two deep breaths, stabilized his emotions, and then asked: "Yasha, I wonder when Marshal Chernyakhovsky will leave?"

"I don't know." Yakov replied: "He didn't tell me, and I didn't ask."

"Okay." Seeing that Yakov couldn't get the information he wanted to know from Yakov, Sokov stopped asking for details and simply said: "I will be back at the headquarters soon. If you want anything, please wait. We’ll talk after we meet.”

After putting down the phone, Sokov said to Captain Masita who was standing in front of him: "Comrade Captain, after your people lift the blockade, please return to their original station."

“Comrade Commander,” Captain Masita asked cautiously, “Isn’t it inappropriate to return to the station without receiving orders from your superiors?”

"There's nothing inappropriate." Sokov waved his hand and said carelessly: "I will explain it to your corps commander and division commander. If they still blame you, you can find a way to notify me and I will come out and help you. The one who administers justice.”

Masita knew very well that although the order for the troops to return to their bases was personally given by Sokov, if the division commander and corps commander wanted to be held accountable, he might still be affected. Now that Sokov has made it clear that he is willing to help him explain, the stone hanging in his heart has finally fallen to the ground.

About half an hour after Captain Masita left, the train started again and continued towards Fengtian Railway Station.

 A quarter of an hour later, the train Sokov and Lukin took arrived at Fengtian Railway Station.

After getting off the bus, Sokov unexpectedly saw Bezikov standing on the platform with several guards. He greeted in surprise: "Major Bezikov, are you here to pick us up?"

“Yes, Comrade Commander.” Bezikov nodded and said, “I was ordered to pick up you and Comrade Deputy Commander. The car is waiting outside. Please come with me.”

Sokov walked beside Bezikov who was pushing a wheelchair, and said apologetically: "Comrade Major, I just learned not long ago that your post of garrison commander was dismissed. Don't worry, I will give you the advice as soon as possible." You assign a more suitable position."

"Comrade Commander," I didn't expect Bezikov to be very open-minded about this matter. "My task is to protect the safety of you and General Yakov. As for the post of garrison commander, I am not interested in it and cannot do it." A qualified garrison commander. Now that Marshal Chernyakhovsky has dismissed me from my post, it may be the right choice."

 There were several open jeeps and trucks parked in the open space not far from the platform. Sokov and Lukin got into one of them, and Bezikov sat in the passenger seat. Seeing that everyone had boarded the bus, Bezikov waved his hand and gave the order: "Let's go!"

Not far from the station, Sokov suddenly heard loud singing coming from nearby, and the melody was something he was very familiar with. He quickly ordered: "Stop!"

After the car stopped, Bezikov asked curiously: "Comrade Commander, why did you stop?"

“I heard someone singing.” Sokov looked at Bezikov and asked, “Did you hear it?”

"I heard it." Bezikov nodded and said, "It should be the troops from Guan Nei singing."

"We just met this unit on the way." Lukin said slowly to Bezikov: "At that time, a battalion of the 41st Guards Division surrounded the train they were riding on, saying that they were sent by their superiors. Order to prevent them from entering Fengtian. Later, Comrade Commander personally came forward and asked them to enter the train station in Fengtian first, and then arrange their specific destination."

After hearing what Lukin said, Bezikov nodded quickly: "Comrade Deputy Commander, I know about this. Marshal Chernyakhovsky did not allow this unit to enter Fengtian City, but asked them to go Sujiatun outside the city. The 41st Guards Division you mentioned is probably preparing to drive this unit off halfway and let them walk to Sujiatun."

While Bezikov and Lu Jin were talking, the Eighth Route Army from Guan Nei had already appeared in everyone's sight. They lined up in four columns, followed a bright red flag, and walked forward along the street with untidy steps. , singing the song that Sokov is familiar with: "Forward, forward, forward! Our team is facing the sun, with our feet on the land of the motherland, and shouldering the hope of the nation. We are an invincible force. …” ˆ ˆ Sokov heard that they were singing the march of the People’s Liberation Army. When his blood boiled, he couldn’t help but feel a little surprised. He originally thought that these soldiers would sing: “The iron flow is twenty-five thousand miles, and the Red Army is famous all over the world...” This song , but I didn’t expect that what I sang was the march of the People’s Liberation Army that I was most familiar with. However, he also remembered that the song was called "March of the Eighth Route Army" and was composed in 1939. It was a song in the "Eighth Route Army Cantata" and it should not have been renamed the March of the People's Liberation Army at this time.

Looking at the troops passing in front of him, Sokov couldn't help but raise his hand to salute them. Although this unit had just arrived in Fengtian, he knew that this unit was the 12th Regiment of the 16th Army Division of Jireliao. It was later reorganized into the 119th Division. It fought from Baishan and Heishui to the ends of the earth, and participated in the defense of Liaoyang twice. Defense of Benxi, Sibao Linhe, Siping Defense, Liaoshen, Pingjin, Guangxi, Hunan-Jiangxi and other battles. In the battle of Hengbao, he cooperated with his brother troops and annihilated the Guangxi Gang's Seventh Army; in the battle of liberating Hainan Island, he liberated Sanya and Yulin. He traveled more than ten thousand miles and participated in hundreds of battles, with outstanding achievements and numerous heroes.

The commanders in the queue who were carrying pistols saw a Soviet general raising his hand to salute them in a jeep on the roadside. They also stopped, stood at attention and saluted Sokov, and then turned around to chase their troops.

"Misha," Lukin asked Sokov curiously after the 12th Regiment had passed, "Misha, why do I think you were so excited after seeing this unit? It's like you are this unit. Like one of them."

After hearing what Lukin said, Sokov realized that he had just lost his composure because of his excitement. He quickly said to cover up: "Comrade Deputy Commander, don't you think that the song they sang is no more powerful than ours?" Is "Holy War" any good?"

"That's right." Lukin agreed with Sokov's statement: "Although I can't understand the lyrics, when I hear the melody sung by the soldiers, I feel a rush of blood all over my body. I I even thought that when my troops were surrounded by the Germans, if every soldier could hear such passionate songs in their ears, maybe the combat effectiveness would be greatly improved, and I might even fight the Germans with my bayonet. People engage in hand-to-hand combat, hand-to-hand combat.”

"Comrade Deputy Commander is right." Bezikov also echoed: "Although I can't understand the lyrics, it doesn't affect me at all. I was moved to tears. Presumably these friendly comrades are singing This kind of song defeats enemies one after another and achieves the final victory."

"Okay, we have wasted a lot of time." Sokov was worried that if he continued to speak, he would lose control of his emotions again due to excitement, so he pretended to be calm and said: "The chief of staff is still waiting for me at the headquarters."

Sokov returned to the headquarters. After meeting Yakov and others, he asked straight to the point: "Yasha, do you know where Marshal Chernyakhovsky is?"

"He took people outside the city." Yakov replied: "Maybe he will come back tonight, or he may not come back until tomorrow."

"Yasha, I want to ask." Sokov thought of the 12th Regiment he had just seen on the street. He was worried that it would be difficult for them to get the supplies they deserve because they were new to the place and were unfamiliar with the place. So he tentatively asked Yakov: "I wonder if the station assigned to the friendly forces has enough supplies?"

 Hearing Sokov's question, Yakov was stunned. After a while, he shook his head and said: "No, because the Sujiatun station was temporarily arranged, so we have not considered supplying them at all. Besides, they are only our friendly forces, not our direct troops. , it seems that supply issues shouldn’t come to us.”

"Yasha, this is what's wrong with you." Hearing that Yakov did not arrange logistical supplies for the 12th Regiment, Sokov couldn't help but become a little anxious: "They came from afar and didn't carry much supplies at all. If we don't give them Are you going to let them starve at the station?"

Yakov didn't know why Sokov was so concerned about this friendly force from Guan. He scratched the back of his head and said, "Misha, I think even if we don't provide them with supplies, they still have a way to find a solution. Maybe they don't. We bring so much food and supplies, but whatever we need, we can buy them locally.”

"Yasha, have you forgotten that we are implementing a rationing system in Fengtian now." Sokov said with a straight face: "Even if you have money, I'm afraid you won't be able to buy what you want. And what they use in the customs The banknotes are just a piece of waste paper when they arrive in the Northeast, and no merchants are willing to accept their currency. Therefore, the supply problem of friendly forces must be solved as soon as possible."

Seeing Sokov's resolute attitude, Yakov also seemed helpless: "But where can we allocate materials to provide them with supplies?"

"This is simple." Sokov said: "There are several military warehouses near Sujiatun. Let them go there first to collect the food and various supplies they need."

"Okay, Misha." Seeing that Sokov had already considered this issue, Yakov nodded and said, "I will immediately arrange for someone to notify them to collect the supplies from the warehouse."

Sokov originally wanted to organize manpower to cleanse the city of traitors after returning to Fengtian, but now it seems that the situation has developed beyond his imagination. His current priority is to ensure the logistics supplies of the 12th Regiment while in Fengtian. Question and other matters can be put aside for the time being.

“By the way,” Sokov asked tentatively, thinking of Lieutenant Chen who was dismissed along with Bezikov, “Where are Captain Feng and Lieutenant Chen now?”

"Their troops are in a school near the headquarters." Yakov said to Sokov: "Ever since Lieutenant Chen learned that he had been relieved of his post as deputy garrison commander, his mood was somewhat affected. It is estimated that he will be here at this moment. In school."

"Send someone to find him immediately." Sokov ordered Yakov: "I guess there is no translator who understands Russian among the troops coming from the pass. If we want to communicate with them, we still cannot do without Captain Feng. With Lieutenant Chen and the others."

Hearing what Sokov said, Yakov felt it was very reasonable. In any case, Captain Feng and Lieutenant Chen's International Brigade had been in the Soviet Union for five years, and most of them could speak fluent Russian. It would be beneficial to both parties for them to act as translators for the newly arrived troops. to communicate. After thinking about this, Yakov nodded and said: "Okay, Misha, I will immediately send people to the school to find Captain Feng and Lieutenant Chen, and ask them to rush to the headquarters immediately."

“Comrade Deputy Commander,” Yakov turned to Lukin and said, “You are not in good health and you have been on the train for such a long time. Do you need to take a rest first?”

"Thank you for your kindness, Comrade Chief of Staff." In response to Yakov's concern, Lujin waved his hand and said, "Although we have just returned to Fengtian, we have a lot of things to deal with. I think we should deal with everything first. , let’s talk about going to rest.”