Burning Moscow

　　 I returned Korolev's military coat to him, and then followed him and got into the car.

　　 I thought that because I was late, everyone was waiting for a long time. Someone must complain or even blame me. Unexpectedly, when I got into the carriage anxiously, I saw friendly eyes. To the late female soldiers, everyone seemed to be very tolerant. A familiar general sitting in the front row even smiled at me. laugh.

　　 Korolev and I sat in the back row of the car. As soon as we sat firmly, the car started slowly.

　　 I approached Korolev's ear and asked quietly, "Uncle Pavel, where are we going?"

　　 "Go to the Kremlin!" He asked me in surprise: "Before you came, did Comrade Fejuninsky tell you the purpose of this trip to Moscow?"

"Tell me what?" I was really at a loss. Ten hours ago, I was still washing clothes on the ground. Before I finished drying the clothes, I was urgently recruited to the division. I didn't stay long in the division. The people sent by the group army were sent to the airport; after a few more hours of flying, they arrived in Moscow. During the whole process, I didn't even see Feijuninsky's face. The second lieutenant who took me to the airport had a tight mouth and didn't show a word. How could I know the purpose of coming to Moscow?

　　 After listening to my whispered explanation, Korolev suddenly realized that he quickly explained to me the purpose of this trip to Moscow. We are coming to Moscow this time. First, the current situation in Moscow is very difficult. The High Command has transferred General Zhukov from Leningrad and there will be new appointments. Second, a tactical seminar will be held in the Kremlin to target our army. Let’s make a systematic summary of the combat situation of the stage. Except for the giants of the command department, the participants are all commanders of several fronts currently fighting against the German army.

　　 After listening to his explanation, I asked curiously: "Comrade Zhukov left Leningrad. Who will take over his position as commander of the front?"

　　 "Guess?" He didn't answer me, but sold it off. "You should guess, it's someone you know."

　　 "It's Major General Fejuninsky, right." I answered without thinking. Because I know Feijuninsky is Zhukov’s deputy and has always been the deputy commander of the front army. It is because the former commander of the Forty-Second Army was dismissed due to ineffective combat and that he took over the command of the army. Although he is only a major general, based on his ability to work and Zhukov's trust in him, it is logical to take over the position of commander of the front army.

"Awesome, you are so amazing, you can guess it right away." He gave me a thumbs up, and when he was about to say something, the bus stopped squatly, and the captain's guide sitting in the front row stood by. Get up, turn around and say dryly to everyone: "Comrades, we are at the place, please get out of the car."

　　 I got up and put on my army coat, followed everyone out of the car, and unexpectedly discovered that the outside was actually the Red Square that I was familiar with, and the car door was facing Lenin’s tomb at this time. Although Lenin’s crystal coffin was moved to the rear not long after the war broke out, the guard post at the door was still not removed. Two tall handsome men wearing brand-new woolen army coats, holding steel guns, looked straight like nails. Just stand there.

We lined up to the observatory on the north side of Lenin’s Tomb. As we passed by them, I couldn’t help but look at them a few more times. I was secretly jealous of the handsome appearance of these two soldiers. If I could be as handsome as them in future generations. , I don't know how many young and beautiful girls will fascinate!

　　 Between the Lenin Tomb made of red granite and black feldspar and the tall red palace wall of the Kremlin, there is an open space paved with marble. After we passed the viewing platform, we stopped there and waited.

　　 The place where we stood was very broad. I looked at this familiar place with interest. The History Museum to the north is a three-story building built with red bricks in the 19th century, with a typical Russian style. To the east is the famous GUM super mall. Although the prices inside are staggering, its unique design and luxurious decoration are completely comparable to the most modern malls in Europe and America. To the south is the St. Basil’s Church composed of nine large and small towers. It is very distinctive and nicknamed the onion-head dome. It is unique in Russia and Eastern European countries and is a landmark building on the Red Square. Next to the church is the Vasily slope, which extends to the Moscow River.

　　While I was looking around, someone from behind patted me on the shoulder and quickly turned to look. It turned out that it was the general who smiled at me in the car just now. He said in a mocking tone: "Dear Comrade Oshanina, after getting two medals, you don't recognize me Cholokhov?"

　　 Medal! Hearing what he said, I suddenly thought of who the general in front of me was. He was the Major General Cholokhov who accompanied Marshal Voroshilov to the hospital when I was honored. No wonder he looked so familiar. I straightened up and prepared to salute him. He stopped me and said, "It's all old acquaintances, don't be so polite."

　　 He glanced at the rank mark on our army coat, and asked with concern: "I heard that you took part in several battles later, and behaved very bravely. Why is it still the rank of sergeant?"

I just wanted to explain that I was wearing someone else’s military coat, and a familiar voice came from Korolev next to me: "Comrade General, Comrade Oshanina is already a lieutenant. Because this time I came to Moscow in a hurry. It’s too late to go to the quartermaster to collect her military coat, so she can only temporarily wear the borrowed military coat.”

When the two were talking, I looked at the marble floor, thinking that in a few years, the place where we are standing now will be Stalin, Brezhlev, Andrebov, Chernenko, etc. The resting place of famous Soviet leaders, their tombstones are their marble busts.

　　 The captain, who was the guide, ran over again and said blankly to Major General Cholokhov: "Comrade General, please take your people to register inside."

　　 Soon we came to the place where the pass was issued. There are so many people here, no wonder we were asked to wait outside just now. When it was my turn, the officer inside looked at my officer ID, and after registering in the notebook, he wrote my name on a small card, and then handed it back to me along with the officer ID. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 Continue to move forward and come to a security check entrance. The lieutenant in charge of the inspection took my temporary pass and asked dryly: "Are there any guns?"

　　 "Yes." Since I became a lieutenant, I have worn weapons with me every day.

　　 "Please hand it over." The lieutenant said to me in a formulaic tone, and he could feel that he had said these words many times today.

　　 I just saw the commander in front hand over their weapons, so I did not hesitate to untie the holster, take out the pistol, and hand it to the lieutenant on duty.

　　 The lieutenant put a pistol on the table, then tore a small ticket and handed it to me along with the temporary pass, saying, "Get the gun at the guard when you go out."

　　 After a while, I followed the team to the outside of a hall, where the stars are twinkling. Lieutenant generals and major generals are everywhere, and there are many generals. In contrast, the ranks of our team from Leningrad are extremely low-key. Out of 15 people, there are only five major generals and the same number of colonels, three lieutenant colonels and one major, and I, who has the lowest rank.

　　 After a while, an electric bell rang in the hall. The bell is like an offensive command to everyone. In an instant, people of any rank rushed to the entrance of the hall. I fell slightly behind others, letting people with higher ranks and status go first, and then I was the last group to walk in.

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