Red Moscow

Chapter 2498

"It's really not easy." As a military doctor, Asya naturally knows how difficult it is for Gavrilov to continue fighting without being able to receive food and water after he was injured. She looked at Gavrilov's bent right hand and said with some emotion: "Comrade Major, if you can get timely treatment after your arm is injured, you won't be left with any disability."

"Yes, you are right." Gavrilov agreed with Asiya's statement: "But under the circumstances at that time, it was impossible to get any treatment. In fact, I had already received treatment before I was captured. , the wound on my arm had become infected and suppurated. I feel very fortunate that after I was captured by the German army, their military doctors did not amputate my leg, otherwise I would have become a **** with one hand."

After chatting for a while, Sokov suddenly heard music coming from outside and said to the two of them: "The celebrations outside may be about to start. Let's go out and have a look."

"Okay!" Asiya agreed, stood up holding on to the table, and casually took Sokov's arm: "Let's go out to watch the celebration now."

 The three of them came out of the coffee shop and found that the park, which originally seemed to have some space, had become crowded. Although it is only a few hundred meters away from the stage, it may not be easy to squeeze through.

"Misha, what should we do?" Asiya looked at the stage in the distance and said with some reluctance: "Are we going to stand a few hundred meters away to watch the performance?"

Sokov knew very well that no matter how good his eyes were with Asiya, it might not be easy to see the actors on the stage clearly. He could only say with a wry smile: "How about we try our luck?" , squeeze forward, maybe you can squeeze near the stage."

When Sokov and Asya squeezed forward from the crowd, Gavrilov naturally stood on the other side of Asya, sandwiching Asya on the left and right with Sokov. in the middle to prevent her from being squeezed by others.

After finally squeezing to a place more than eighty meters away from the stage, Sokov found that there was a cordon separated by iron railings. At the entrance, there were more than 20 police officers and militiamen wearing red armbands maintaining order. Some people arrived at the door and were let in after being questioned for a few words. But more people were blocked outside the iron railings, unable to get closer to the stage.

Upon seeing this, Sokov thought to himself that the three of them were all wearing military uniforms. If they wanted to enter this separated area, there should be hope. So he leaned close to Asiya's ear and said: "Asiya, let's continue walking forward to see if we can enter the isolated area."

In this way, the three of them squeezed to the entrance.

“Comrade Second Lieutenant,” Gavrilov saw that the highest-ranking officer on duty was a civilian police second lieutenant, and asked politely, “Can we go in?”

When the police second lieutenant saw that the person asking the question was a major, and was hesitating whether to let him in, Sokov came out from behind Gavrilov and asked equally politely: "Comrade second lieutenant, we want to be far away from the stage." Is it okay to watch the show closer?”

Seeing Sokov's military rank clearly and the medal hanging on his uniform on his chest, the police lieutenant quickly stood at attention, raised his hand and saluted him, and then said politely: "Of course, Comrade General, please come in." Bar!"

In this way, the three Sokovs were able to successfully enter the isolated area.

Since most of the citizens who came to watch the performance in Weedenham Park were stopped dozens of meters away from the stage, this specially isolated area seemed very empty, and even close to the stage, there were Twenty rows of wooden chairs.

　　Sokov couldn't help but feel overjoyed when he saw these neatly arranged chairs, because these performances usually lasted four or five hours. Asiya was a pregnant woman, and if she was allowed to stand for such a long time, it would be troublesome if she had fetal force. So he took Asiya's hand and walked towards the place where the wooden chairs were placed.

However, when he arrived at the place, he did not sit down immediately. Instead, he called a policeman on duty next to him, pointed to the seats and asked: "Comrade policeman, are these seats random or have they been arranged in advance?"

When the policeman saw that the person questioning him was a general with medals on his chest, he quickly said respectfully: "Comrade General, the first three rows are reserved for superiors who come to watch the performance. You can sit in the remaining seats as you wish!" "

Knowing that the first three rows were reserved for superiors, Sokov naturally would not argue with them, so he chose the fifth row and asked Asiya and Gavrilov to sit down: "Let's sit here. ." He chose this position for a reason. He kept a distance from the leader and was as close to the stage as possible.

Shortly after the three of them sat down, people began to sit down on the empty chairs next to them. There were both ordinary people in civilian clothes and soldiers in military uniforms. When the soldiers saw Sokov and Gavrilov sitting here, they would stop and salute them. Sokov did not stand up, but raised his hand to his forehead in return.

Soon, all the chairs except the first three rows were filled with people, and the audience who came in from behind could only stand behind the chairs to watch the performance.

 Before the performance started, the leaders finally arrived late.

Sokov thought that these leaders should have nothing to do with him, so he didn't pay attention to who was coming, and continued to chat with Gavrilov in a low voice.

“Misha,” Asia suddenly touched Sokov’s hand with her elbow and said to him: “Look quickly, who is the person sitting on the right in the first row?”

"Who is it? Do I know it?" Sokov looked casually towards the right side of the first row, but soon his eyes widened in surprise: "What the hell, how could it be Yasha?"

"Yes, I just reminded you when I saw Yasha sitting there."

Sokov thought that Yakov, like himself, had not been assigned any specific work. Since he appeared here and was sitting in the front row, he was obviously accompanying an important person, so he observed carefully. People sitting in the front row.

Although the leaders had their backs to him and could only see their backs and the backs of their heads, Sokov soon spotted a familiar figure from behind and couldn't help but said with emotion: "I didn't expect that Yasha was actually accompanying him. Come."

 “Who is it?” Asya and Gavrilov asked in unison.

“Comrade Ustinov from the General Ordnance Department.” Sokov said in a low voice: “Yasha may have accompanied him.”

As he was talking, Yakov, who was sitting in the first row, suddenly stood up, stood on tiptoes and looked behind him, as if he was looking for someone.

When Sokov saw this, he immediately realized that when Yakov and the others were sitting down, someone who knew him might have discovered him and told Yakov about it, so Yakov got up and looked for someone behind him. He stood up slowly and waved to Yakov to indicate that he was here. After Yakov saw Sokov clearly, a smile appeared on his face, and he walked over quickly. Before he reached the place, his voice came over first: "Misha, why are you here? If someone hadn't told me that they saw you sitting in the back row, I wouldn't have known you were here."

After the two hugged each other, Sokov asked: "Did you come with Comrade Ustinov?"

"Yes, it is indeed the case." After Yakov greeted Asiya, he recognized Gavrilov sitting next to him, and took the initiative to say hello: "Hello, Major Gavrilov ,Nice to meet you here."

“Hello, Comrade General.” Gavrilov responded politely: “I’m glad to see you, too.”

“Misha, Comrade Ustinov said that he wants to have a good talk with you.”

“Another day.” Sokov said: “I’m afraid it will be dark by the time the show here ends.”

Unexpectedly, Yakov laughed after hearing this: "Misha, you are wrong! Do you think that when the leader watches the performance, he really watches it from beginning to end? Ustinov is not the protagonist today. He can only watch it at best. After a few shows, he will leave. I will call you then, and you can have a good talk with him."

 “Okay, I’ll wait for you.”

When Sokov saw Yakov returning to the front row, he did not sit down immediately. Instead, he crouched in front of Ustinov and whispered something to him. He should have told him that he was waiting. to meet him.

 The performance started soon. In the cheerful national music, a group of young girls in national costumes began to perform national dances on the stage. Their dancing postures are graceful and graceful, dancing on the stage like elves. Rotating, jumping, twisting, the dancing postures change, making it dazzling.

After the dance, a host wearing a military uniform appeared in the center of the stage. He spoke loudly into a microphone as tall as one person: "The next program is a male solo performance of "Holy War". Please stand up!"

　　The audience sitting on their chairs stood up one after another when they heard the name of the song was "Holy War" before the host said the next sentence. For the Russians, this song, which was born during the Great Patriotic War, is their second national anthem. In later generations of China, there are always people who like to confuse things and insist on saying that the song "Katyusha" is the second national anthem of Russia. In fact, this song was born after the Battle of Zhanggufeng. It is even more embarrassing to say that it is an anti-Japanese song. suitable. The resonance caused by singing it in Russia is simply not comparable to "Holy War".

　　When that exciting music sounded, Sokov's mind couldn't help but think of the past on the battlefield. Encouraged by this song, countless commanders and soldiers rushed towards the enemy with weapons in hand without hesitation.

 With the rhythm of the music, the male singer on the stage began to sing. At first, he was singing alone, but soon the audience began to sing along. The singing from the radio speakers and the singing from the audience gathered together to sing their own beliefs and hopes, and this song became a common bond for everyone. At that moment, people thought of the war that had just ended not long ago, their loved ones who had sacrificed their lives, and the cities destroyed by enemy artillery fire and bombs. They freely released their true emotions, and the huge sound formed by the voices of countless people, Soaring straight into the sky.

When the song ended and everyone sat down again, Gavrilov, who was sitting next to Sokov, suddenly said: "Comrade General, my biggest regret is that I did not listen to this song with a The warriors charged the enemy.”

"Comrade Major," Sokov waited for Gavrilov to finish speaking, raised his hand and patted him on the arm, and said with a smile: "Now that the war is over, you have to adapt to a peaceful life again. After the war, In the reconstruction work, I believe you can also make great achievements."

 The following program consists of dancing, singing, and occasionally a drama interspersed with it. In this way, more than an hour passed without realizing it.

Sokov suddenly saw Ustinov sitting in the front row stand up, bend down and say something to a leader in casual clothes next to him. Sokov realized that Ustinov might be leaving, so he greeted Asiya in advance: "Asiya, Comrade Ustinov wants to talk to me alone later, please come with me. .”

"Forget it." But his proposal was rejected by Asya: "Since Comrade Ustinov wants to see you, he must have something very important to tell you, so what does it mean if I go with him? I'll wait until the performance is over. Finally, I will go home by myself."

Asiya was pregnant now and it was a bit difficult to walk. Sokov could not trust her to go home alone, so he hesitated and said, "How about I go talk to Yasha later, and I'll talk to Wu another day." Meet Comrade Stinov."

"How can this be done?" Asia said with a bit of laughter after hearing this: "What is the identity of Comrade Ustinov? If he meets you alone, he must have something important to explain. How can you change the time casually? Don't worry. , I am not a child, and after the show is over, I will go home by myself."

“Comrade General,” Gavrilov next to him suddenly said, “If you can trust me, how about I **** Asiya home?”

When Sokov heard this, it was okay. In his mind, Gavrilov was a trustworthy person, and it would be best for him to **** Asya home. He nodded and said, "Okay, Comrade Major, I'd like you to send Asiya home after the performance."

Seeing Yakov waving to him, Sokov walked over quickly.

Unexpectedly, Yakov looked at Sokov with a strange look, and then asked: "Misha, why don't Major Asiya and Gavrilov come over?"

“Yasha, aren’t you saying that Comrade Ustinov has something important to ask me for, so it’s not convenient for them to follow me?”

"It's nothing inconvenient, call them all." Yakov said to Sokov: "Comrade Ustinov is just saying a few words to you in the car outside, and I'm afraid he will leave. By then I’m afraid it won’t be easy for you to come in and find Asiya again. So the best way is to call them up, and after the conversation is over, you can go home.”

"Okay then." Seeing that Yakov had considered all the issues that should be considered, Sokov suddenly felt more at ease. He quickly returned to Asiya and Gavrilov and said to them The man said, "Come with me."

Asiya asked strangely: "Misha, didn't you say that Comrade Ustinov wanted to talk to you? Did he change his mind?"

"No, Asya." Sokov explained to Asya: "Yasha said that Ustinov would chat with me for a few words at the entrance of the park and would leave without much delay. Time. If I want to come back at that time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get in here again, so let me call you."

 (End of this chapter)