Struggle in Soviet Russia

Moscow, which has just entered December, has its fourth snow since the beginning of winter this year. The snow is very big, and everything in the world is covered by a layer of white, it looks so clean and bright.

In the first clear after Xuehou, in the Traumatology Clinic Building of the First Medical University, a tall and beautiful nurse walked into the "б-012" intensive care unit with a tray. Just when she walked in the door, the nurse smelled a smell of smoke, she frowned, and her two moist lips couldn't help but pursed.

The living room of the ward was empty, no one, only the phonograph was still on, playing a piano song. And on the coffee table in the center of the living room, there are a lot of gifts, such as "Red Star Vodka", Black Sea caviar, foie gras imported from France, various fruit baskets, etc., while in the living room The surrounding area is full of colorful flowers. In winter, it is not easy to get these flowers.

The nurse also saw the whole box of candies on the ground next to the coffee table. From the special packaging, it could be seen that they were the candies produced by the "Red October" candy factory. Since the outbreak of the war, it has been difficult to buy.

Licking her moist lips, the nurse swallowed her saliva. She knew she had another gift to take home today. Since Colonel Victor moved into this ward, some people have sent condolences almost every few days. These condolences came from various parts of the Soviet Union, and many of them were sent by the original arrangement of the gifts.

Nearly two months ago, the major newspapers and broadcasts of the alliance began to promote the heroic deeds of the 71st Infantry Brigade. In the defensive battle, the attack of the two German armored divisions was blocked for nearly 12 hours. At the same time, 64 German tanks were destroyed and nearly 3,000 German infantrymen were killed.

Well, the information in the propaganda is exaggerated, or even exaggerated. The commander of the German army is not a lunatic. How could it be possible to arrange the two armored divisions to launch an offensive on a front that is only twelve kilometers wide.

However, since it is propaganda, of course there must be exaggerated elements, otherwise how can it play a role in boosting morale?

All in all, in this blocking battle, the Germans not only suffered huge losses, but the fighting intention was also shattered. The final victory belonged to the Red Army, which belonged to the brave 71st Infantry Brigade.

Of course, the propaganda appeared not only the heroic deeds of the 71st Infantry Brigade, but also dictated by Comrade Titov, the 71st Infantry Brigade and the winner of the title of "Practiced Hero", by writer Ilya Grigoriya. A story compiled by Vitch Ellenborg has also begun to be serialized in major newspapers.

This story, titled "The Dawn Here is Quiet", is said to have been told by Colonel Viktor Viktorovich Tarashev, the winner of the title of "Hero of the Soviet Union" twice. It is a true story, but unfortunately, in the story Warrant Officer Waskov had been sacrificed heroically in the Battle of Smolensk. For this reason, the Supreme Command also issued a special order to posthumously award Warrant Officer Waskov the title of "Hero of the Soviet Union".

Of course, along with this story, there is also the sad tune of the song of the same name, and the sadness of the song just brings out the brutality of German fascism.

If you want to come up with a list of the top ten people who moved the Soviet Union in 1941, the top five people on this list must be five girls headed by Lida. According to the statistics of the civil affairs department, the baby girls born recently Among them, a large part is named Lida, Genia, Lisa, Galka, and Sonia.

Of course, as the characters in these stories became famous, there was Victor who told this story and was gloriously wounded in the battle of Kilmanovo. He was promoted because he composed the song "The Dawn Here is Quiet". The department was built into a multi-talented patriotic young man who was supposed to be a musician but was dragged into the war.

All kinds of real and fictitious stories began to circulate in the society, but no one tried to ask why a young man who originally wanted to become a musician had a senior official of the NKVD identity of.

These condolences that will fill up the entire ward within a few days have appeared because of these reasons. Of course, in addition to these condolences, there are more letters, written by children who worship heroes, girls. Written courtship letters and so on. The Soviets in this year will not worship American movie stars, let alone superman, Rambo and the like. They worship heroes who defend the country.

The man's laughter came from the bedroom of the ward, pulling the nurse's thoughts back, she adjusted the expression on her face, made an angry look, and strode into the bedroom.

In the bedroom of the ward, Victor was leaning on the hospital bed. At the end of the bed, there was a middle-aged man in casual clothes sitting. Each of them had a cigarette in his hand and was smoking while talking about something.

Seeing the gorgeous nurse coming in, Victor's smile stiffened, and then he subconsciously reached out his hand, quickly grabbed a pack of cigarettes placed in his lower abdomen, and stuffed it directly under his body.

In the astonishment of the middle-aged man’s face, the nurse sternly stepped forward a few steps, first put the tray in her hand on the bedside table, and then went directly to the other side of the bed and reached directly under Victor’s ass. Grab the pack of squashed cigarettes.

After that, the nurse stretched out his hand again and took away half of the cigarette in Victor’s mouth. While turning around to **** the cigarette from the middle-aged man, he said coldly: “This is a ward. You can’t smoke, and your wound has just been If the scar is not recovered yet, you are not afraid that the wound will crack when you cough."

Victor looked at the opposite man with an awkward expression, and saw that the other person was also speechless, he coughed dryly, and said, "Well, let's not take it as an example."

"This is the 59th time you have said this," the nurse said with a stern face, reluctantly, "I know there will definitely be a 60th time."

"And you," the nurse turned her head and said to the same embarrassed man, "Who are you? Who allowed you to enter the ward? Don't you know that he is a patient? Give him a cigarette?"

"Sorry, it's my fault," the man stared at her dumbfounded for a while, then stood up suddenly and said, "Well, Colonel Victor, I wish you a speedy recovery. I have to go back to the front line tonight, so I won't be here to accompany you. is you."

After speaking, without waiting for Victor to speak, the man turned and left, disappearing outside the ward in an instant.

Seeing Sokolovsky fleeing away, Victor touched his nose with a helpless expression. He watched the nurse throw his cigarette into the tray, stretched out his hand, took the nurse's hand, and said: "Nadya, you know that quitting smoking is more serious to me than injury. If you take them all away, I might die."

The nurse shook his hand, failed to shake his hand away, and simply gave up, so he let him hold his hand and said: "I did not ask you to martial law, but at least not during the hospitalization period. Suck it, it won’t do any good for your wound recovery."

Victor wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Nadya waved her hand. She picked up a needle in the tray and said, "Well, it's time for an injection."

Victor shook his head helplessly, then looked at the cigarettes in the tray with nostalgia, then turned his side reluctantly.

Nadya prepared the injection, took off his pants, gave him a needle in his butt, and then pressed an alcohol cotton ball, gently rubbing the needle on his butt, and said: "I have already asked Dr. Sergey, he said that at the speed of your recovery, you can be discharged from the hospital in half a month."

"Oh?" Victor said, lying on the bed again, looking at the nurse's beautiful face, "It's a pity, does that mean I will never see my beautiful Nadya again?"

Nadya smiled and waved her hand and took a pat on him. She soon realized that the position of the shot was not right. As expected, Victor let out an exaggerated cry of pain while covering his crotch with both hands, with a painful expression on his face. expression.

Nadya was startled at first, but quickly recovered her peace. She curled her lips and said with a disdainful expression: "Come again? You have used the same trick seven times."

After speaking, she put her hand on the part where Victor was holding her hands, and turned her head to look towards the bedroom door.

As a result, this look really shocked her. At the door of the bedroom, she saw a man in the uniform of the NKVD standing there with a smile. It was Serov.

A strange brilliance flashed in Nadya's eyes, she gave Serov a look calmly, and then yelled "Ah", stood up like an electric shock, and a gorgeous little face turned red in an instant.

Victor, who had just held Nadya’s little hand and was about to put that green little hand into his pants, was also taken aback by this scream. He subconsciously raised his head, just in time to see Serov standing at the door with a smile but a smile. .

"Ah, comrade committee member, when did you come?" Victor said with a dry smile as he couldn't hide the embarrassment on his face.

"I came when I shouldn't have come," Serov walked in unhurriedly, waved to Nadya, motioned for her to go out, and said, "The medical university called me before and reported. I thought they were too optimistic about your recovery. Now it seems that their judgment is not wrong, and you are indeed almost ready to be discharged from the hospital."

"Hey, the recovery is almost complete, but it will take another two weeks. You heard it just now. It was the judgment of Doctor Sergey." Victor scratched his scalp and smiled dryly.

"That's really a shame. It seems that before I leave Moscow, I have no chance to pick you up and leave the hospital in person." Serov smiled calmly and said.