Burning Moscow

　　I just sat down and heard Shilov asking this, I immediately stood up again, straightened up, and replied in accordance with the regulations: "Report to Comrade General, I..."

　　 Shilov stretched out his hands, pressed down again and again, and said, "Major Oshanina, don't be so formal. I just want to talk to you, just be casual, don't be so formal."

I agreed, sat down again, and said: "How can I say, during the time I was on the ice transportation line, I could see a lot of transportation teams every day. There were heavy trucks and sleds to transport food to the city. At the same time, Thousands of residents are being evacuated outside the city in a planned way." Because the next topic is extremely sensitive, I sorted out my thoughts and asked carefully: "Comrade General, I would like to ask, so much food is transported. After entering the city, a large number of residents were evacuated, which reduced the population pressure in the city. Has the famine situation in the city improved?"

Hearing my question, Shilov was silent. He slowly sat down in the chair, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, lit it and took a couple of puffs. The voice replied: "No, there is no relief, Comrade Major. Although there are many transport teams carrying food to the city around the clock, unfortunately, the quantity is still too small. This can only barely guarantee that the city will not be reduced. The rationing standard for the army and residents."

Having said this, he put out the cigarette **** in his hand in the ashtray on the table, looked up at me, and said apologetically: "Now you can understand why I would be furious at you after the transport team suffered a huge loss that day. ." Then the topic changed and asked: "Do you think there are any shortcomings on the transportation line?"

　　 This question sounds simple, but it is not that easy to answer. In a country that assumes that the enemy may approach a certain big city, and all may be condemned or imprisoned, the longer you stay, the more scrupulous you will be. A careless word will ruin your own future, and even There are precious lives.

Seeing that I was silent, Shilov might have guessed the reason why I did not speak, so he changed the subject in time and asked in a relaxed tone: "This time you come back to Leningrad, you may have to stay for a few days. What are your plans?"

　　 How many days do you want to stay? I thought I would be able to return to the ice transportation line that night. It seems that I can't hide from seeing Lida's mother and son this time. Although there was resistance to this meeting in my heart, I still had to pretend to be happy on the surface and replied Shilov: "Comrade General, when the official business is over, I plan to visit my mother and children. They are in Leningore. Le."

　　 "Really?!" Shilov heard me say this and couldn't help being curious: "Your mother and son are in Leningrad, how is this possible? I always thought your home was in Moscow."

　　 When he said this, I suddenly became a little flustered, and could only vaguely say: "I used to live in a small city. After the war broke out, I came to Leningrad after several evacuations."

　　 "Where do they live?"

　　 "On Vladimir Street by the Neva River..."

Before I could tell the specific address, I heard someone say at the door: "Who lives on Vladimir Street?" We looked at the door, and it turned out that the political commissar came in. Just when I heard the address, we asked. Said that sentence.

　　 General Shilov didn't get up either, just pointed to an empty chair next to him and motioned to the political commissar to sit down. Shilov is a general, equal to Hijin's political commissar. He can sit still, but I can't put on airs. I quickly got up and saluted Hijin.

After we all sat down, Shilov said to Higgin: "Comrade Political Commissar, before you came, I just talked with Major Oshanina about her family. Her mother and son live on Vladimir Street. ."

　　 Hearing Shilov said this, Higgin asked with concern: "How are they now? Did they stay in the city or evacuated?"

I murmured and said, "I don’t know this. Their address was a cook from the Women’s Antiaircraft Artillery Company and told me that she was once a neighbor of my house. However, she was enlisted in the army two months ago. She couldn't tell what happened later."

Higgin nodded thoughtfully and said: "Yes, during the war, communication is inconvenient, and it is easy to lose contact with his family." Then he said decisively: "Comrade Major, I approve you to finish the official business. Later, stay in the city for two more days to see your mother and children."

General Shilov also echoed: "The political commissar is right. I agree. I will give you two days off to visit relatives when the official business is finished." Then he added: "Now that the political commissar is here, we will continue to talk. Talking about official business." He looked at me and asked, "Comrade Major, I want to hear your opinion on the air defense situation on the ice transportation line. I remind you that what I want to hear is the real situation. Don’t use those official articles. Prevaricate me."

　　 The political commissar also helped out: "Yes, Comrade Oshanina, we want to understand the real air defense status of the ice transportation line. Please be aware of everything."

It seemed that I couldn’t hide it. I could only stand up and bit the bullet and replied: “At present, the air defense force on the ice transportation line is still very weak. It only depends on three antiaircraft artillery battalions and several antiaircraft machine gun companies. A large area is far from enough. If the headquarters can send enough anti-aircraft artillery units to the ice, then the air defense of the transportation line can be fully guaranteed."

After hearing what I said, Shilov shook his head and said: "In the short term, it is impossible to add new antiaircraft artillery units on the ice transportation line. You know that during the outbreak of the war, the troops deployed in Leningrad Is the number of artillery units?"

　　 "Comrade General, I don't know this. You know, these military data are confidential."

"Yes, yes, I know it's confidential." Shilov said annoyedly: "To be honest, I still don't know how many antiaircraft artillery units I was assigned to at that time." At this point, he started from the cigarette case. He drew two cigarettes and threw one to the political commissar. After lighting it, he said, “As early as October last year, according to the command of General Zhukov, the commander of the army at the time, in order to strengthen our army’s defensive force, the city’s Most of the anti-aircraft artillery units were deployed to the front line, and they used anti-aircraft guns or anti-aircraft machine guns to hit German tanks and armored vehicles."

　　 When I heard this, I couldn't help but smile. I used the anti-aircraft guns to shoot tanks and armored vehicles. I was the initiator. However, judging from the expression of General Shilov, the outcome of these anti-aircraft artillery troops was not very good. Sure enough, he went on to say: "...Among them, a considerable number of antiaircraft artillery units were lost in the defensive battle. The other part is currently undertaking the air defense task of the breach of the Neva River, so it can be transferred to the height of the ice transportation line. The artillery force is quite limited."

　　 Xijin shrugged and said: "No way, Comrade Oshanina. At present, we hope that your troops can ensure the air defense of the transportation line with the existing quantity and technical equipment."

　　 Hearing what Hijin said, I suddenly had a strange idea at this moment. Why did he say this to me? You must know that there are three anti-aircraft artillery battalions and several anti-aircraft machine gun companies on the transportation line. I'm just one of many commanders. Except for the second battalion, I can't command the other units. He said that, did he want to set up a unified antiaircraft artillery command and then let me be the commander?

　　 Thinking of this, I couldn't help shaking my head vigorously, trying to get this absurd idea out of my mind. To be honest, I am still at the level of a rookie in military command. The reason why I was able to stay on the same level in the past was just good luck. I was lucky to have won two battles and got the attention of my superiors. Now I am dealing with new superiors in the new environment. It is almost impossible to meet the same promotion opportunity as before.

　　 Seeing my shaking head, Shilov and Shijin both misunderstood. The two asked in unison: "What's wrong~www.wuxiaspot.com~You have no confidence."

　　 I quickly replied: "Comrade generals and political comrades, it’s not without confidence. I am just one of the many commanders of the antiaircraft artillery unit. I can only ensure that I am responsible for air defense in the area. I can’t do anything about the rest of the area."

　　 "You don't need to worry about this, you just need to guard your lot." Shilov continued, "As for the commanders of other areas, we will negotiate with them."

　　 Shilov’s words made me faintly disappointed. It seems that I really think too much. How many days have I been to Leningrad? It is estimated that they still saw that I was once awarded the rank of general by Stalin and the good relationship with Zhukov, who is now famous, and they reluctantly made me the current antiaircraft artillery battalion commander.

　　 was talking when the phone on the desk rang. Shilov picked up the microphone, just gave a feed, stood up immediately, and replied loudly, "Hello, Comrade Commander of the Front Army, do you have any instructions?" It turned out that the call was made by Lieutenant General Huo Jin.

Putting down the phone, he said to me: "Comrade Major, the commander of the Front Army wanted to come over and chat with you, but now there is something to be done. He told you not to leave for the time being. He will summon you when he is free. "Then he said to me in a cordial tone: "Now you go to Vladimir Street to see your mother and son. Do you need me to send you a car?"

　　 "Thank you, Comrade General, no, I'll take a ride by myself."

　　 "Well, I won't see you off. Be careful along the way, and good luck!"

　　 After saluting the two of them, I turned around and took off the military coat and hat hanging on the coat rack, and walked out of the room.