Red Moscow

  Chapter 1665 Return to Moscow

  "A German soldier wearing the uniform of our army's second lieutenant led Sokov into the roadside room next to him, saying that he didn't know when all the mines would be cleared, and asked him to go in and rest."

   "Sokov is going in now?" Konev said with a look of resentment, "Why is he so confused, he just followed strangers into the classroom room."

"Comrade Konev, under the circumstances at that time, I am afraid that even if it were you and me, I would not have thought that the comrades in front of me were actually disguised by the Germans." Zhukov pouted at Lunev: "Go on Come on, what happened then?"

Lunev continued: "The staff officer originally said that Sokov had entered the squad room together, but Sokov said he didn't know when he would be able to leave, and asked him to tell the commanders and fighters on the vehicle to get out of the vehicle and take a breath. The staff officer received the order After that, he immediately went outside the road squad room and greeted the commanders and fighters sitting in the car to get off.

  Unexpectedly, they had just got off the car, and before they had time to line up, there was a violent explosion. The staff officer saw with his own eyes that Sokov was blown out of the house by the blast. "

   Zhukov frowned when he heard this. As a commander with more than 20 years of military experience, he knew very well how serious the injuries would be to those who were blown away by the explosion. Thinking of this, he asked with a little confidence: "General Lunev, do you think Misha can survive?"

"It's hard to say," Lunev said cautiously: "According to the staff officer's report, after they wiped out the enemies disguised as our army engineers, he rushed to the identity of the injured Sokov, and Sokov even prepared to draw his gun." Shooting at him, if he and two other fighters hadn't held down Sokov's hand in time, it is estimated that there would have been unnecessary casualties."

   "How is the situation today?" Zhukov asked again.

"Still being rescued." Lunev knew that Zhukov had always regarded Sokov as his nephew, and he was definitely more worried about Sokov's safety than ordinary people, so he quickly replied: "The military doctors involved in the rescue are not only our army's field doctors." In the hospital, as well as in the field hospital of the 69th Army, almost the strongest military doctors are in the operating room."

   When a group of people came to the operating room, Zhukov found that there were many people standing outside the door, so he frowned and asked Lunev: "General Lunev, why are there so many people here?"

  Lunev saw the anger on Zhukov's face, and quickly explained to him: "When the commanders of the divisions learned that the commander was injured, as long as they had no combat missions, they rushed over. They were also worried about the safety of the commander."

   Knowing that the people outside the operating room are all Sokov's subordinates, and that they rushed here after hearing that Sokov was injured, the expression on Zhukov's face softened.

  The officers outside the operating room suddenly saw the appearance of Zhukov and Konev, and hurriedly dodged to both sides of the corridor, making way for the two, while raising their hands in salute.

  Zhukov strode through the crowd and came to the door of the operating room. He first looked at the two closed doors, and then asked Sameko who was standing here, "How's the situation inside?"

   "Comrade Marshal." Sameko quickly replied, "We are still being rescued."

   "Have any nurses come out?" Konev couldn't help but interjected and asked.

   "Yes." Sameko nodded, and without waiting for Konev to ask again, he took the initiative to say, "I asked the nurse who came out to collect the plasma, and she just said that the rescue is still underway, and the commander is not out of danger yet."

  Zhukov saw that he could not get any useful information from Sameko, so he turned to the crowd and asked, "Is the staff officer who followed Misha to the front here?"

  As soon as he finished speaking, an officer with the rank of lieutenant walked out from the crowd, straightened his back and reported to Zhukov: "Comrade Marshal, I am the one who went to the front with the commander."

   "Let me ask you." Zhukov walked up to the staff officer, looked at him at the same level and asked, "Did you see with your own eyes that Sokov was blown out of the classroom by the air wave?"

"That's right, Comrade Marshal, I saw it with my own eyes." Perhaps worried that Zhukov would not believe him, the staff officer said, "Not only did I see it, but at least five or six soldiers saw it too. Comrade Commander was bombed." After the air wave came out of the house, it did a few somersaults in the air, and then landed on a section of abandoned railway."

   "After you eliminated the enemy, when you brought someone forward to check, he still tried to draw his gun and shoot at you?"

"Yes, Comrade Marshal." The staff officer replied respectfully: "Although Comrade Commander was covered in blood at the time, he was still conscious. When he sensed that someone was approaching him, he would immediately reach for his waist and draw his gun. If it hadn't been for me and others Two soldiers held his hand in time, and maybe he drew his pistol and shot at us."

Hearing that the staff officer's narration basically matched Lunev's, Zhukov nodded slightly, then turned to face the operating room, hoping that a military doctor or nurse would come out of it at this time, and he could ask the other party about Sokov's situation. .

Lunev walked to Zhukov's side and said in a low voice: "Comrade Marshal, I don't know when this operation will be completed. Otherwise, you can go to the office next to you to rest first, and I will send someone to notify you after the operation is completed." you."

"I don't feel at ease if I don't see Misha come out." Zhukov saw some vacant chairs by the door, so he called Konev to sit down together, looked up and said to Lunev, "I'll wait here , so that when Misha leaves the operating room, I can see him."

  Although there were many people in the corridor, none of them spoke during the long wait. They just stared at the closed door of the operating room, waiting patiently for further news.

   This is a lieutenant colonel in a white coat who appeared at the other end of the corridor. He was secretly surprised when he saw that the corridor was full of commanders with higher ranks than himself. He passed through the crowd and came to the door of the operating room. Just as he was about to enter, he suddenly saw Zhukov sitting beside him. His heart beat faster, he stopped and raised his hand to salute Zhukov: "Hello, Comrade Marshal!"

   Zhukov, who was thinking about Sokov's safety, would not take a small lieutenant colonel seriously. He didn't return the salute, but asked lightly: "Comrade lieutenant colonel, who are you?"

   Before the lieutenant colonel in a white coat could answer, Lunev, who was standing next to Zhukov, said first, "Comrade Marshal, this is the political commissar of our army's field hospital."

   Knowing that the person in front of him was the political commissar of the field hospital, Zhukov immediately stood up, stretched out his hand to him, and said friendlyly, "So it's the political commissar of the hospital. I was thinking about something just now, but I didn't realize it for a while. Please don't be offended."

  The political commissar knew very well that if he was not the political commissar of the hospital, Marshal Zhukov probably wouldn’t be in the mood to talk to his little lieutenant colonel. He grinned and asked tentatively, “Comrade Marshal, are you here for the commander?”

Zhukov knew that the commander mentioned by the other party was Sokov, so he nodded and said, "That's right. I heard that Misha was injured, so I came here from the Front Army headquarters, but the operation inside is not over yet. , I don’t know what’s going on?”

   "Comrade Marshal," the political commissar of the hospital waited for Zhukov to finish speaking, patted his chest and said to him, "I'll go in now to see if there is any latest news, and I will come out and report to you immediately."

   "Thank you so much."

  The political commissar of the hospital opened the door of the operating room and walked in. After entering the door, he turned around and closed the door again.

   Lunev looked at his watch and said to Zhukov in a low voice: "Comrade Marshal, the operation has been going on for two hours. I think the political commissar of the hospital can give us an accurate answer when he comes out."

  Zhukov just hummed lightly, and continued to stare at the door of the operating room intently.

   After about seven or eight minutes, the door of the operating room opened, and the political commissar of the hospital came out from inside.

  As soon as he saw the political commissar of the hospital come out, Zhukov rushed up to meet him and asked impatiently, "Comrade political commissar, how is the situation?"

"It's not very good, Comrade Marshal." After the political commissar of the hospital finished speaking in an official tone, he suddenly realized that he was talking to Marshal Zhukov, and quickly changed his tone to report to Zhukov: "The right leg is broken and the back spine is dislocated. At the same time, there is a large amount of blood in the abdomen, which should be caused by internal bleeding..."

Seeing that the political commissar of the hospital began to talk about Sokov's injuries, Zhukov frowned and said displeasedly: "Comrade political commissar, I don't want to hear about the specific injuries, I just want to know whether Misha's life is in danger or not." ?”

"It's hard to say, Comrade Marshal." After entering the operating room, the political commissar of the hospital asked the director who organized the rescue about Sokov's situation, and found that the situation was very bad, so he could only reply cautiously: "I haven't left yet." Life is in danger."

  Zhukov gritted his molars and asked, "Can you survive?"

   "It depends on his luck," the political commissar of the hospital replied with some embarrassment: "The military doctors inside are doing their best to rescue him, and there should be hope of surviving."

  The words of the political commissar of the hospital made Zhukov realize that regardless of whether Sokov survived or not, he would not be able to continue commanding the 27th Army for a long time to come. Therefore, Zhukov had to make a decisive new decision. Thinking of this, he asked the political commissar of the hospital: "Comrade political commissar, can you find me a quiet place?"

   "You can go to the director's office." The political commissar of the hospital said respectfully: "The director and political commissar of the 69th Army Field Hospital haven't come yet. Their office is empty. You can go there."

"Lead us the way, Comrade Lieutenant Colonel." When Zhukov took Konev to leave, he suddenly thought that the next thing to discuss was related to the 27th Army, so he said to Lunev and Sameko: "You two People will follow."

  Although Konev has not spoken, but when he heard Zhukov ask the political commissar of the hospital to find a quiet place, he knew in his heart that the other party was considering arranging a new commander for the 27th Army. Especially after Zhukov called on Sameko and Lunev, he became more determined in his guess.

Sure enough, after Zhukov entered the dean's office, he sent out the political commissar of the hospital, and then said to everyone: "It seems that Misha's situation is very bad at present. I can’t continue to command the troops. Tell me, what should I do next?”

  Sameko and Lunev looked at each other, seeing helplessness in each other's eyes, and then replied in unison: "We resolutely obey the orders of our superiors."

   "Then what about you, Comrade Konev, what do you think about it?"

  Konev knew that Zhukov asked himself this question to recommend a new commander. After thinking for a few seconds, he said to Zhukov, "What do you think of Lieutenant General Trofimenko?"

   "Lieutenant General Trofimenko?" Zhukov frowned slightly when he heard the name, and then asked, "Is it the Lieutenant General Trofimenko who has been commanding the Seventh Army to fight in the Karelian region?"

"That's right, that's him." Konev nodded and explained to Zhukov: "Last week he was sent to our front army by the headquarters, and I was considering letting him serve as Sokov's deputy in the 27th Army. Sokov was injured. I think he might as well temporarily take over from Sokov to command the 27th Army."

   "I think it's okay." After Zhukov agreed to Konev's proposal, he looked at Lunev and Sameko and asked, "Do you have any different opinions?"

Although Lunev and Sameko didn't know much about Trofimenko, since their superiors decided to appoint him as the new commander of the army group, they couldn't object, so they could only bite the bullet and say: "No, we resolutely obey the orders of our superiors."

  If Sokov, who was undergoing first aid, learned that Konev planned to appoint Trofimenko to replace him, he would probably sit up directly on the operating table. Unexpectedly, the correction of history is so strong. The 27th Army under his command finally ushered in their real commander-Lieutenant General Trofimenko.

   Konev said: "I will report this appointment to the Supreme Command as soon as possible."

"Wait a minute, Comrade Konev, wait a little longer." Zhukov waved his hand at Konev and said, "Let's wait for Misha to leave the operating room before reporting, but before that, you can appoint Trophy Lieutenant General Menko served as the commander of the 27th Army, after all, this department is attacking the enemy at the landing field on the right bank."

  Konev felt that what Zhukov said made sense, nodded and said: "Okay, then I will immediately call Chief of Staff Zakharov and ask him to inform Trofimenko to rush to the 27th Army to take up his post as soon as possible."

Just when Konev was about to use the phone on the table to call the Front Command, Sameko stopped him: "Comrade Commander, this phone cannot communicate with the Front Command. If you want to talk to Zaha If Chief of Staff Rove made a call, I'm afraid he can only go back to our headquarters."

"That's okay." Konev thought that the headquarters of the 27th Army was being transferred, and Trofimenko who rushed over might not be able to find a place, so he nodded and said, "General Sameko, you and I Let's go back together."

Shortly after Konev and Sameko left, the political commissar of the hospital came to the director's office again and reported to Zhukov: "Comrade Marshal, the rescue has ended. Although the commander is not completely out of danger, his vital signs have tended to worsen." Steady. We are going to send him to the military hospital in Moscow for treatment immediately after he wakes up."

   "Have you contacted the military hospital in Moscow?"

   "Not yet."

   "Leave this matter to me." Zhukov said proactively, "I will arrange the best hospital for Misha so that he can get the best treatment so that he can recover in a short time."

  (end of this chapter)