Sokov, who was walking over with his people, heard Samoilov's question and quickly agreed: "I am here, Lieutenant Samoilov."
"Hello, Comrade Commander." Samoilov quickly came to Sokov. He did not salute because he was worried about the German snipers, but straightened his body and reported: "Comrade Commander, Lieutenant Samoilov, the guard platoon leader, reported to you, I will wait for your order, please give instruct!"
"Please rest!" After Sokov issued the order, he took two steps forward, and without saying a word, gave Samoilov a warm hug, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Lieutenant Samoilov."
Samoilov originally thought that Sokov came from afar and must have asked him to sue him. After all, the deputy division commander who was responsible for protection was killed by a German sniper in front of him. He was mentally prepared to face the storm like a storm, but unexpectedly, Sokov gave him a hug, and his eyes turned red.
"Comrade Commander," Samoilov said in a crying voice: "I'm sorry, I've not been able to complete the task you assigned me. I didn't protect the deputy commander, and he even sacrificed him. I'm willing to accept all your punishments."
"Comrade Lieutenant, you can't blame you for this." Sokov had already figured it out on his way to come. It really couldn't blame Samoilov. Not to mention that he didn't know that there were German snipers hiding nearby. Even if he knew that under the circumstances, he probably could not save Ivanov's life, so he comforted him and said, "This is an accident, a heartbreaking accident. But you have to learn from this incident and avoid similar things happening again."
"Yes, comrade of the division commander." Seeing that Sokov planned to turn this matter into a small matter, Samoilov looked at him gratefully, and then replied loudly: "I promise you that no such thing will happen again in the future."
"Comrade Lieutenant, what if something similar happened?" Selyosha, who was standing beside him, suddenly said quietly: "What are you going to do?"
"If something like this happens again," Samoilov bit his back teeth and said, "If the division commander does not need to send me to the military court, I will pick up my pistol and shoot my forehead."
"Okay, okay, don't say these useless words." Seeing that Seriosha and Samoilov were in a fight, Sokov quickly spoke to stop the two of them, and then said to Samoilov: "Comrade Lieutenant, take us to your camp quickly. The soldiers have been traveling for a day and are exhausted and need to find a place to rest."
After seeing Sokov assigning his subordinates the mission, the company commander hurried over to report to him: "Hello, comrade Colonel, welcome to Lugansk. I am the company commander of the company here. If you have any needs, please give me some instructions."
"That's right, comrade Captain." Since the defending company commander took the initiative to propose that he would cooperate with him, Sokov said with the flow: "Please help me settle these soldiers. They have been exhausted after a day's journey. They need to drink some hot soup to warm their bodies, and find a place to shelter the wind to have a good sleep."
"No problem," said the defending company commander with a cheerful voice: "There is enough space in the Workers' Cultural Palace in the city to allow the soldiers to rest. I will take you there."
The horizontal railing of the checkpoint was pulled up, and the convoy parked outside the station drove into the city one after another, heading towards the direction guided by the defending company commander. When passing the ambush place of the guards, Samoilov sent a signal to the soldiers who were hiding here, indicating that they could lift the alert.
When Sokov saw this scene, he nodded with satisfaction and said to Samoilov who was sitting beside him: "Comrade Lieutenant, you are very thoughtful. Deploy the troops here. Even if the enemy rushes through the checkpoint, if they want to continue moving forward, they must pass through your defensive positions."
Soon, the convoy arrived outside the Workers' Cultural Palace. The company commander of the defending army, who was sitting in the front car, got off the car and came to Sokov's car with Selyosha. The company commander of the defending army reported respectfully: "Comrade Colonel, the Workers' Cultural Palace has arrived. You will temporarily place it here. After dawn tomorrow, I will adjust your new residence for you."
After thanking the defending commander, Sokov entered the Workers' Cultural Palace under the escort of Selyosha and Samoilov. Since the power plant had been damaged when the German army retreated, there was no power source lighting here, so he could only rely on the gas lamps and candles sent by the defending commander to illuminate.
Sokov used the ticket hall as his resting place. After everything was arranged, he gave up his plan to check Ivanov's body, but called Samoilov to ask: "Comrade Lieutenant, you have been here for two or three days. I have some things to ask you."
Although he didn't know that Sokov was going to ask himself, Samoilov still said respectfully: "Please ask, comrade instructor."
"How many residents and how many defenders are there in the city today?"
"Report to the division commander." Samoilov replied respectfully: "Since the city was recovered by our army, more than 2,000 fleeing residents have returned to the city. In addition, the total number of residents left behind is about 7,000. As for the defenders, there is only one company and more than one hundred people."
After learning about the situation in the city, Sokov learned about Ivanov's inspection of the terrain from Samoilov, and finally asked: "Comrade Lieutenant, among the terrain you have surveyed, where is the most suitable place for deploying troops?"
"In the west of the city, comrades in the division commander." Samoilov replied: "There are many hills in the west of the city. The deputy comrades in the deputy comrades in the division commander feels that it is very appropriate to establish a defensive position there."
While Samoilov was reporting on his work, the company commander of the defending army ordered people to bring food and drink to Sokov and the others, so that the hungry soldiers could cushion their stomachs.
While Sokov was gnawing bread, Samoilov came to Sokov with a glass bottle. After knocking off the lid on the table, he pushed the glass bottle to Sokov and said with a smile: "Comrade Commander, you must be thirsty, drink some of this?"
"I don't want to drink." Sokov thought Samoilov handed over vodka, so he waved his hand and refused, "Just find me some water."
"Comrade Commander, this is not wine." Samoilov replied: "It is a drink supported by the United States."
"A drink that the American allies helped?" Samoilov's words aroused Sokov's curiosity. He carefully looked at the glass bottle in front of him with the dim light of the candle. After just a moment, Sokov immediately recognized that this drink from the United States was the Coca-Cola that he was familiar with in his later generations.
Samoilov thought Sokov had never drunk this kind of drink, so he took a ceramic teapot and poured all the coke in the bottle into the quilt. Just when Sokov thought the other party would hand the teapot to him, an amazing scene happened. Samoilov actually picked up the kettle that had just boiled water and poured hot water into the teapot.
Sokov asked Samoilov in a daze: "Comrade Lieutenant, can you tell me what you are doing?"
"Comrade of the teacher," Samoilov said with a striking remark: "You have never drunk this drink. It has a bit of bitterness in the sweetness and needs to be added to water and sugar."
"The bun, what a bun." Sokov scolded the unsightly Samoilov in his heart and explained to him with a wry smile: "I said to comrade Lieutenant, American Coca-Cola is consumed directly without adding water and sugar. Do you understand?"
As soon as Sokov said, not only Samoilov, who was about to add sugar, was stunned, but even the soldiers who were adding water and sugar to Coke were shocked. After a long time, Samoilov asked timidly: "Comrade Commander, are you saying that this kind of drink from the United States can be drunk directly?"
"That's right." Sokov nodded and thought to himself that those who saw Coca-Cola for the first time may have used the wrong way to drink Coke. He patiently said to Samoilov and others: "Remember, for unfamiliar things, please ask those who know more about things, so as not to make jokes. Do you understand?"
"I understand, comrade of the division commander." Samoilov replied with a red face.
"Comrade Lieutenant," Sokov ordered the man to bring a new bottle of Coke, opened the lid, and drank it in big mouthfuls into the bottle. The opportunity to drink this familiar Coke made Sokov feel his nose sore. After drinking the glass bottled drink in one breath, Sokov burped comfortably and asked Samoilov: "Is there too many such drinks in the city?"
"It's so much, so much," Samoilov nodded and said, "There is a warehouse nearby with boxes of drinks, and canned American braised beef."
"Comrade Lieutenant," Sokov couldn't help but drool when he learned that there were more coke and canned beef in the warehouse. He quickly ordered Samoilov: "Take a few people to the warehouse and bring more coke and canned food."
When Selyosha learned that there were canned braised beef in the warehouse, he was also very greedy. In Mamayevgang in the past few months, it would be good to fill his stomach. Meat was a luxury. Hearing the order issued by Sokov, he quickly asked: "Misha, let me take someone to the warehouse to collect canned food and drinks."
After obtaining Sokov's permission, Selyosha immediately left the Workers' Cultural Palace with more than 20 soldiers, and led by his guide, he headed towards the warehouse.
After Selyosha left, Sokov suddenly realized that he seemed to have neglected a key issue. After the troops of tens of thousands of people arrived in Lugansk, where should the ammunition and food supply be sent? If the troops arrived here, they found that no one provided supplies for him at all, then they would be completely finished.
If people don’t have food, they can endure it. But what should they do if there are no bullets in the gun and the tanks have no fuel and shells? You can’t fight with the enemy and drive the tank to crush the enemy, right?
He looked at Samoilov and asked, "Comrade Lieutenant, tell me truthfully how many warehouses in the city are stockpiled?"
"There are fifteen warehouses in the city." Samoilov is from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the surrounding environment is naturally much better than that of ordinary people. Besides, he stayed here for two or three days, so he was naturally familiar with the situation in the city. At this moment, when Sokov asked, he quickly replied: "There are five warehouses that stock a large amount of weapons, ammunition and fuel. The remaining warehouses store food and winter clothes. The guard companies that stayed in the city were actually to guard the warehouse."
When Sokov heard that there were weapons, ammunition and food in the warehouse, he felt much more at ease. Some time ago, many of the soldiers of the Ignatov brothers guerrillas who were added to the division were wearing casual clothes. This time, when they came to Lugansk, they could change them to their new military uniforms.
Xieliaosha brought people to the warehouse. The soldiers guarding the door saw that there were friendly troops he knew among the people, so they opened the door of the warehouse happily and allowed Xieliaosha and others to go in to move in and get the necessary supplies.
When Sokov put the cans and drinks brought back by Seriosha and others in front of him, he couldn't help but frown slightly: "Sheriosha, are you talking about the soldiers guarding the warehouse, as soon as they see it is you, they will immediately let you go in and collect supplies. Don't even have basic interrogation and registration?"
"Yes." Selyosha said proudly when he heard Sokov's question: "Maybe he recognized us as the Guards Division. Out of respect for us, he allowed us to use the supplies in the warehouse at will."
"Seryosha, have you ever thought about what would happen if you were not you who moved the supplies into the warehouse, but the enemy disguised it?" Sokov asked back, "If you were the enemy, what would you do?"
"I will blow up the warehouse and prevent the Soviet army who are about to enter here from using the materials in the warehouse."
"You are right." Sokov agreed with Selyosha's statement: "If the materials stored in the warehouse are really blown up by the German army, what should our division's more than 10,000 commanders and soldiers eat and wear? The weapons in their hands and the tanks of the Tank Brigade have no ammunition and fuel, how can they resist the enemy's attack?"
"Misha, you are very correct." When Selyosha heard Sokov's words, he realized the seriousness of the problem and quickly expressed his opinion: "I will arrange personnel immediately to protect the warehouses in the city."
"I heard from Lieutenant Samoilov that there are fifteen warehouses in the city." Sokov called Selyosha who was about to go out and said to him: "Even if you send all the people in the company to guard the warehouse, you may not have enough manpower. Why not wait until dawn and call the company commander of the defender to discuss whether the residents can be drawn from the city to assist us in guarding the warehouse."
"It seems that this is the only way." Selyosha calculated silently in his mind that he had nearly 200 people in his hands. If he scattered into fifteen warehouses, each warehouse would be assigned no more than 14 people. And in this way, he would not have enough power to protect Sokov's safety, and this situation would not be allowed to happen.
After making up his mind, he echoed Sokov: "Misha, when it dawns, I will call the company commander here and discuss with him a proper way to protect the warehouse in the city, and will never leave the enemy the opportunity to destroy the warehouse."
Chapter completed!