Red Moscow

Feeling a little hungry, Sokov raised his hand and looked at his watch, and before twelve o'clock, he greeted Ponejielin and Sidolin: "I'm a little hungry, go to the kitchen to find something to eat. "

  Hearing that Sokov was hungry, Sidolin hurriedly said: "Comrade Commander, just ask what you want to eat. I will call immediately and ask the cooking team to bring it over."

   "No need." Sokov waved his hand, rejecting the other party's kindness: "I just stayed in the house for too long, and I feel a little bored, so I want to go out for a walk. I will leave the work here to you."

  Since Sokov said he wanted to go out to get some air, Ponedelin and Sidolin couldn't spoil his interest, so they could only call Koshkin and ask him to protect Sokov's safety.

   Koshkin followed Sokov out of the headquarters, and when he came outside, he tentatively asked, "Comrade commander, where are you going?"

   "Accompany me to the cooking class first." Sokov asked Koshkin: "Do you know where the cooking class is?"

   "I know." Koshkin nodded and replied, "I once went to the cooking class to eat."

  Knowing that Koshkin knew where the cooking team was, Sokov quickly told the other party: "Then take me there now. I'm suddenly very hungry, and I want to eat something to fill my stomach."

Soon, Koshkin took Sokov to a bungalow and said to him: "Comrade Commander, this is where the cooking squad is, please come in!" Door.

  When Sokov walked into the room, he saw a busy scene inside. A group of people were very busy choosing, washing, and cutting vegetables. Seeing Sokov who came in through the door, everyone stopped their work and stood in place to pay attention to Sokov.

   "Comrades, keep busy." Seeing that his arrival disturbed the work of the cooking soldiers, Sokov quickly waved his hands at the crowd and said apologetically, "I just came in to find something to eat."

  An elderly second lieutenant came to Sokov, raised his hand to salute him, and reported: "Hello, Comrade Commander, I am Second Lieutenant Naseem, Chief of Staff. Do you have any instructions?"

   "There are no instructions, Second Lieutenant Naseem." Sokov said to him with a smile: "I'm just a little hungry, so I came to the kitchen to find something to eat."

  When Nassim heard it, he immediately panicked: "Comrade Commander, you just need to send someone to tell you what you want to eat, and we will send it to you as soon as possible. How can I let you go there in person?"

   "It's okay, Comrade Second Lieutenant." Sokov said reasonably, "I'm just too bored in the headquarters, and I want to find a place to clean up. By the way, how long will it take to prepare the meals?"

   "It's almost done, you and this captain comrade will sit in a private room first, and when our red cabbage soup is boiled, we can send it to you."

"Comrade Second Lieutenant, can you show me how to make red cabbage soup?" Although Sokov has drunk red cabbage soup many times, he still doesn't know how this soup is made, and he wants to know more out of curiosity learn.

   "Of course!" For Sokov's curiosity, Naseem naturally wished for it: "Please follow me, and I will personally introduce you to this hot soup."

Nassim brought Sokov and Koshkin to the stove, pointed to a pile of vegetables on the cutting board, and said: "These are the ingredients for making beetroot soup, and the potatoes, tomatoes, onions, and radishes are all chopped. cut the celery into slices, and cut the celery into sections." Then he pointed to the steaming aluminum pot on the stove without a lid, and continued to explain the method of red cabbage soup: "The pot is boiled with beef tendon Meat, when the meat is cooked to the degree of looseness, take out the meat and set aside. Then put potatoes, onions, and celery into the pot and cook for ten minutes, then put cabbage and tomatoes. Wait for all to cook After it’s ready, add tomato paste and salt, and it’s ready to serve.”

   "It's so delicious." Sokov said, "I really want to taste the taste of this red cabbage soup right away."

   "Comrade Commander, please sit in a private room for a while, and the food will be delivered to you immediately."

  Sokov and Koshkin came to the private room of the cafeteria under the leadership of the chief secretary. Naseem said to Sokov: "Comrade Commander, when you eat later, close the door so that no one will disturb you, and you can enjoy your lunch quietly."

   "Thank you, Comrade Second Lieutenant." Sokov thanked Nassim and motioned him to leave: "Go ahead and bring the food to us when it's ready."

  Nasim agreed, turned and left the single room, and closed the door behind him.

"Comrade Commander," Koshkin asked Sokov curiously after Nassim left, "Why do you want to come to the cafeteria to eat today? You know, I have known you for so long, and this is the first time I have seen you here." Eat in the cafeteria."

Sokov chuckled and said, "Every time the cooking team cooks the meal, it is sent directly to the headquarters. After I finish eating, there is basically no activity. I feel that I have gained weight during this period, and even my belly is getting bigger." Out."

  The two were talking, when suddenly there was a burst of noisy voices outside, and it seemed that many people had entered the cafeteria. Koshkin saw the surprise on Sokov's face, and explained to him: "Comrade Commander, there will always be commanders and fighters who come to eat in the cafeteria at any time, and now there should be a group of commanders and fighters who come to eat outside."

   Sokov didn't speak after hearing this, but just nodded silently, presumably agreeing with Koshkin's statement. Just listen to what the commanders and fighters outside will say.

   "Lieutenant Garinlov," said a voice that sounded a little immature: "Can you tell us how you escaped from Belarus?"

   "Escaped from Belarus?" Sokov couldn't help being taken aback when he heard this, and wondered why the other party said he had escaped from Belarus? In order to figure out what was going on, he tilted his head at a certain angle towards the door so as not to miss what the commanders outside said.

A male voice sounded: "After the fall of Minsk, the only remaining troops in the city were already less than 100 people. During the follow-up campaign by the German army, they either pretended to be civilians and hid themselves, or were captured by the Germans and brutally killed them." Killed. Although the troops outside the city were in a state of fighting on their own due to the interruption of communication. But based on the analysis of the situation, they knew that they would continue to persevere, and there was no hope of repelling the German attack, so they were forced to retreat. But after this The withdrawal was not smooth, being chased and beaten by the Germans all the way, and our army almost escaped and died all the way because of the lack of heavy weapons, air supremacy and effective supplies.”

  Hearing this, Koshkin stood up suddenly, ready to go out to stop this nonsense guy, but Sokov reached out and stopped him: "Koshkin, don't get excited, let's listen to what he will say next."

  Seeing that Sokov would not let him go out to argue with that person, Koshkin could only sit down obediently and listen patiently to the people outside continuing to tell about his experiences back then.

"...The Germans' shelling sounds like it doesn't cost money. The planes are circling overhead all the time. One regiment of our army surrounds the Germans and one company, and often they can't surround them. Under blows, most of our troops are often killed or injured. Before you can dig out your comrades from the ruins, the opponent's tanks rush up. After an hour or so, there are only a few people left in a regiment.

  Alas, all we could do at that time was retreat, endless retreat, without any logistical supplies, and the order we got was to retreat, retreat. The battalion I was in at that time was dispersed by the Germans during the battle, and there were fewer and fewer comrades in arms. When we retreated to a residential area, we counted the number of people and found that there were only about 20 people left in the battalion. I thought that we should be able to find our own troops in the settlement, and even if we couldn’t find it, we could still have some food no matter what. As a result, we walked around the settlement and returned empty-handed. "

At this time, a loud voice came from outside: "Comrade Lieutenant, what are you talking about? Now the Germans are retreating steadily under the favorable attack of our army. But you are telling the new soldiers that our army once Some of the failures suffered..."

"Second Lieutenant Nassim, isn't what I said the truth?" Lieutenant Garinlov retorted loudly: "In the early days of the war, our army was defeated or retreated. If it wasn't for my good luck, I wouldn't have died on the battlefield In fact, they were imprisoned in a German prisoner-of-war camp. You know, there were more than 600 people in our camp at the time, and there are no more than five people alive today, including me."

   "Lieutenant," Naseem said to Garinlov in a low voice, "the commander and his battalion commander are in the next room. If he hears your words, will you survive?"

  Nasim's words made Galinlov break out in a cold sweat. He lowered his voice and said to Nasim: "Comrade Chief, we have known each other for a long time. This kind of joke is not funny."

   Seeing that Garinlov didn't believe him, Naseem scowled and said, "Comrade Lieutenant, do you think I'll joke with you about this kind of thing?"

  Galinlov saw Nassim’s serious expression and realized the seriousness of the problem. He couldn’t help breaking out in a cold sweat, and asked tremblingly, “Is Comrade Commander really in the single room inside?”

  Nasim didn't speak, just nodded. At this time, other cooks came over with meals, and Naseem came to the door of the single room, knocked on the door with his hand, and asked respectfully: "Comrade commander, I am Second Lieutenant Naseem, the chief of staff, and the meals are brought to you." OK, can I go in?"

  The door opened, and Koshkin appeared at the door with a blank face, and made a gesture of invitation to Nassim. Naseem hurriedly greeted the cooking soldiers, and brought the meals prepared for Sokov into the single room.

Garinlov, who was standing outside, was lucky enough to think that Naseem might be joking with him, but at the moment when he saw Sokov's most trusted Captain Koshkin appearing at the door, he immediately realized that he was really serious. After getting into a catastrophe, I was immediately frightened and sweated profusely.

  Who knows what the more afraid of, but why is it getting more and more, Sokov's voice came from the room: "The lieutenant who just spoke outside is called Galinlov?"

   Hearing that Sokov even called out his own name, Galinlov didn't know what he just said, but Sokov heard it all. He staggered to the door, saluted Sokov who was sitting inside, and replied, "Yes, Comrade Commander, I am Galinlov."

   "Comrade Lieutenant, I don't think you have had lunch yet. If you have no objection, please come in and sit down and have some lunch together."

  Galinlov had no guts to eat with Sokov, and when he was about to shirk, Koshkin who was standing at the door gave him a hard push on the shoulder and pushed him into the room.

Seeing Galinlov staggering into the room, Sokov knew that this was Koshkin's masterpiece. After a faint smile, he said to Kirillov: "Please sit down, Comrade Lieutenant. Let's have some food together, by the way." Let's chat."

  Since Sokov told him to sit down, Kirillov could only obediently sit opposite Sokov. Although there was plenty of food in front of him, Galinlov, who was anxious inside, didn't have any intention of eating.

   "Comrade Lieutenant," Sokov scooped up a spoonful of mashed potatoes, put it into his mouth, and asked vaguely, "I just heard from you that you escaped from Minsk?"

  Galinlov stood up abruptly, and said in a panic, "Comrade Commander, I was wrong!"

   "Wrong?!" Sokov looked up at Garinlov and asked, "Where did you go wrong?"

"Comrade Commander, I shouldn't mention the failure in Minsk to others." Garinlov said: "I know this is a defeatist argument, but please give me a chance, I will not dare to do it next time." gone."

"Sit down, Lieutenant Galinlov." Sokov greeted the other party to sit down, and said as if chatting with old friends: "I don't think there is anything wrong with you. On the contrary, for the failures of the year, we should Tell more people and let them understand how hard-won our victory is today."

"Yes, Comrade Commander." Galinlov stood up again and replied loudly: "I will definitely tell more people about my experience back then, so that they can all understand that our victory today is How hard-won."

Sokov knew that even if he left Garinlov behind, the other party might not be in the mood to eat, so he waved at him and said, "Comrade Lieutenant, I think you are too restrained here, you should go out to accompany your comrades." Let's eat."

   Hearing what Sokov said, Garinlov felt as if he had received an amnesty, and quickly agreed loudly. After raising his hand in salute, he turned and walked out of the room.

After Koshkin closed the door, he walked to the table and sat down, and said to Sokov who was sitting across from him, "Comrade Commander, why did you let this guy go so easily? Even if you don't dismiss him, at least You have to teach him a lesson."

"Koshkin, I think Lieutenant Garinlov did the right thing." Sokov said to Koshkin earnestly: "At the beginning of the war, our army was beaten by the Germans due to insufficient preparation for the war. One was caught off guard, had to choose to retreat on all fronts, and suffered huge losses. Now, with our army's successive victories, the history of failure in the past has been ignored by many people intentionally or unintentionally.

   Doing so is wrong. No matter how many victories we have achieved, we must not forget the past failures. We must learn from these failures and avoid making similar mistakes in the future. do you understand? "

  After Sokov’s explanation, Koshkin realized that he had thought the question too simply, so he nodded and said, “Understood, Comrade Commander.”

   "Now that you understand, let's eat." Sokov said with a smile: "I'm starving."