The lieutenant who hit a wall did not give up. He still stayed by Asiya's side and kept talking to her. Faced with such an ignorant lieutenant, Asiya couldn't get angry. After all, the other party was just...
When trying to strike up a conversation with myself, there is nothing excessive.
At this moment, the fat saleswoman said to Asiya: "You have everything ready." She put the items on Asiya's list on the counter one by one, "Five kilograms of white sugar, two kilograms of coffee
, ten cans of pickled tomatoes, five cans of pickled cucumbers, five cans of pickled mushrooms, twenty-five kilograms of flour, as well as the toothpaste, towels and soap you need, the total is 19 rubles and 14 kopecks."
The lieutenant saw clearly what was on the counter, and then said to the fat salesperson: "Comrade salesperson, please help me get a few more chocolates, I want to give them to this girl."
"No need, comrade lieutenant." Faced with the attentive lieutenant, Asiya expressed her disdain: "I don't like chocolate, you should keep it for yourself."
The lieutenant, who was frustrated again, just grinned, not feeling embarrassed at all. He looked at the goods piled up on the counter and found a new topic: "Girl, you bought so many things, one person will definitely take it."
If you don’t want to go back, why not let me help you.”
The lieutenant thought self-righteously that after hearing his proposal, even if the other party showed hesitation, he would eventually agree, and continued: "I'll borrow a car and help you take your things home."
"You don't need to worry about this. Someone will help me get it back." Asiya was tired of the lieutenant in front of her who had been pestering her. She said with some displeasure: "Comrade Lieutenant, if you have anything to do, just go
Just be busy and don't worry about me."
"Look what you said," the lieutenant said with a playful smile: "It is my honor to serve a beautiful girl like you. As for my affairs, I can put them aside for the time being."
In order to let Asiya continue to interact with him, the lieutenant pointed to the products on the counter and said: "Girl, did you forget to buy matches and kerosene?"
Asiya was stunned: "Why should I buy these things?"
"Although the city is no longer in danger of war, the power supply is still unstable." The lieutenant patiently explained to Asiya: "If there is a power outage at night, do you need to use matches to light the candles."
When Asiya heard this, she thought it made sense. Although it was impossible to have a power outage in the hospital, power outages were a common occurrence in the dormitory where she lived. So she said to the fat saleswoman: "Please bring me twenty candles and two
A box of matches.”
"Don't forget the kerosene, dear girl."
“What do I buy kerosene for?”
"You can cook!" the lieutenant said plausibly: "You know, it is during the war after all. Because the young and middle-aged people are on the front line, there is a shortage of manpower responsible for transporting coal and wood into Moscow. I am afraid that the quantity supplied to the residents will be large.
The range is reduced. If you buy kerosene, you can use a kerosene stove for cooking and even heating."
Although Asiya was a little disgusted with the lieutenant who was pestering her, she felt that what he said was reasonable, so she asked the fat salesman to get a five-liter barrel of diesel.
"Dear girl," the lieutenant saw that Asiya had followed his advice and bought matches and kerosene. The smile on his face became even brighter. He struck while the iron was hot and said, "Please allow me to serve you and send these things back to you.
s home."
"Thank you for your kindness," Asiya said politely: "Someone will help me send my things home later."
The driver sitting in the car outside the door saw a lieutenant accosting Asiya through the glass door, but he didn't pay attention. After all, there were too many such things. He closed his eyes for a while to recover, and then opened them again.
When I opened my eyes, I found that the counter next to Asiya was filled with various products, which should be the products Asiya wanted to purchase.
The driver quickly opened the door and got out of the car, and walked around from the front of the car to the door of the store. He pushed open the glass door and walked in. He said to Asiya who was being pestered by the lieutenant: "Comrade Asiya, you have bought all your things."
Yet?"
When the lieutenant heard someone talking behind him, he instinctively turned his head to see who had disturbed him. But when he turned around, he was startled. The officer who came in from outside was actually wearing a blue hat. Don't look at it.
The other party's military rank was only second lieutenant, one level lower than himself, but the people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs always set their sights on others. Let alone a humble lieutenant, even if they were a lieutenant colonel standing here, I'm afraid they wouldn't buy it.
"We've bought everything." Asiya nodded and said, "Move these things into the car and we can go back."
The driver glanced at the stunned lieutenant, and then asked Asiya: "Comrade Asiya, is someone harassing you?"
"No." Asia saw cold sweat break out on the lieutenant's forehead and knew that he was frightened by the sudden appearance of the driver, so she did not add insult to injury, but said casually: "This lieutenant wanted to help me move my things, I'm sorry.
Please trouble him, I am about to reject him."
Asiya's words gave the lieutenant a step to step down, and he quickly said: "Yes, yes, I saw that this girl bought too many things, and I was worried that she wouldn't be able to carry them. I was about to help her move them, so you came in."
When the lieutenant said this to the driver, he was putting himself in a subordinate position.
"Comrade Asiya, since the lieutenant is so enthusiastic, we can't refuse his kindness." The driver couldn't guess the lieutenant's true intention, so he was ready to punish him a little: "Comrade lieutenant, with so many things, I'm afraid I need
Moving several beds, things will be much easier with your help."
"No problem, no problem." Hearing what the driver said, the lieutenant didn't dare to neglect at all. He quickly picked up the flour on the counter and walked out first. The driver followed him out holding several cans of pickles.
The driver came to the car, opened the trunk, put the cans in, and then told the lieutenant: "Comrade Lieutenant, please put the flour in."
The lieutenant nodded frantically, then took off the flour bag he was carrying on his shoulder and carefully put it into the trunk of the black car. When he turned back to the store, he glanced at the license plate number out of the corner of his eye, and was immediately attracted by
I was so frightened that I broke out in a cold sweat. This was actually a special car belonging to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
Fortunately, the driver did not embarrass the lieutenant. Instead, he sent him away directly after he helped move the goods in the store. As soon as the lieutenant heard that the driver asked him to leave, he hurriedly walked away from this place of right and wrong as if he had received an amnesty.
land.
After the driver waited for Asiya to get in the car, he started the vehicle, turned around and drove towards the hospital.
On the way, the driver said to Asiya: "Asiya, the lieutenant just saw you wearing casual clothes and must have thought you were just an ordinary resident, so he came to pester you."
"Yes," Asiya nodded and said with some annoyance: "Maybe I shouldn't change into casual clothes when I go out today, so that I won't be pestered by the lieutenant in the store."
"Comrade Asiya, you really underestimate your own attractiveness." After hearing this, the driver laughed and said: "You are so beautiful in casual clothes that people are fascinated. If you wear military uniform, I am afraid more people will enter the store and
You're striking up a conversation."
Asiya remembered that she had been entangled with an engineer in the weapons and equipment department some time ago. Finally, when Sokov found out about it, he asked Yakov to step in and kick the engineer out of the weapons and equipment department. With this lesson learned,
Asiya was worried that Sokov might find someone to deal with the lieutenant if he knew what happened today.
Thinking of this, she quickly reminded the driver: "Comrade driver, please don't tell anyone what happened today. After all, the other person was just chatting with me and didn't do anything excessive."
"Don't worry, Comrade Asiya." As an old subordinate of Lunev, the driver naturally knew a lot of inside information about Sokov. He also knew some of the trouble Asiya encountered in the weapons and equipment department some time ago.
At this moment, when he heard Asiya's instructions, he immediately understood what the other party meant, and nodded and said, "I will not mention this to anyone."
"That's good, that's good." Asiya breathed a sigh of relief. She hoped that her affairs would cause Sokov some trouble, which would have a negative impact on his future prospects.
When the car arrived at the entrance of the hospital, the driver helped move the things into Sokov's ward before saying goodbye and leaving.
Seeing what Asiya bought, Sokov smiled bitterly and said: "Asiya, we are in the hospital, and everything to eat is ready-made. If you buy flour, even if you want to make bread or cheese cake,
Is there no place to do it?”
"Misha, you don't have to worry." After more than two months of getting along with Sokov, Vera's title has changed from "Comrade General" to "Misha": "The chef in the kitchen and I are very close.
If you're familiar with it, we can send the flour to the kitchen. Whatever you want to eat, I'll just ask the chef to make it for you."
"That's okay." After hearing what Vera said, Sokov said smoothly: "Vera, please send this bag of flour to the kitchen, and let the chef make it for me when I want to eat."
After Vera left, Sokov asked Asiya with a smile: "How's it going? I went shopping today. Did everything go well?"
Hearing Sokov's question, Asiya's heart couldn't help but wonder. Did he know what happened today? But then he thought about it, the other party never left the ward and no one came to visit. How could he know?
Well, that might be the next question.
After thinking about this, she smiled and replied: "It went very well. When I first entered the store, the salesperson said that this is a military store, not military personnel or military family members, so they are not eligible to buy the goods in the store. Later I took it out.
With my military ID, the salesperson prepared the goods I wanted to buy based on the list I provided."
In order to prevent the matter from being revealed, Asiya promptly changed the subject: "Misha, there is something I have always wanted to ask you."
"What's the matter, please ask?"
"Are you really planning to go to General Vatutin's 1st Ukrainian Front?"
"What I want to go to most is the Belarusian Front," Sokov thought to himself. This army was the first to rush into Berlin, and the commander of the front was Marshal Zhukov. It was naturally easier to establish meritorious service than other units.
However, in front of Asya, these words could not be said, and he could only say vaguely: "After all, I am familiar with General Rokossovsky, and the three generals Ponedelin whom I am optimistic about are now also
In that army."
"I heard the conversation between you and Lunev." When Asya went to the city center to buy things, she had been thinking about Sokov on the way. At this time, there were only two of them in the ward. She felt that there was something wrong.
It is necessary to have a frank talk with Sokov: "I think Lunev is right. Your use of these three people is indeed too bold."
"Didn't they pass the screening review?" Although Sokov didn't understand why Asiya mentioned this, he patiently explained: "General Ponedelin in particular is a very good commander.
, if he had not been captured due to injuries in the early stages of the war, but had stayed in the army to command operations, he might have become the commander of a front army on a certain front."
"So, you took the risk of using him because he knows how to fight and has rich experience?"
"Yes, that's it." Regarding Asiya's guess, Sokov did not deny it. "As long as they win enough battles, the unfair treatment imposed on them will eventually be improved."
"Then what if someone wants to liquidate them after the war is over?" Asiya asked.
"This...?" Sokov didn't expect Asiya to suddenly ask such a difficult question, and he didn't know how to answer her for a while.
Seeing Sokov's silence, Asiya continued: "Misha, you and I both know that as the battlefield situation develops in a direction that is beneficial to our army, it is only a matter of time before the war ends. The gang you are using now
The commanders with problems will definitely have the opportunity to display their abilities during our battle with the Germans. But once the war is over, the crimes they originally carried will be unearthed, causing them to be ostracized and discriminated against again.
It may even affect you. If you encounter this situation, what should you do?"
Asiya's words made Sokov take a breath. Now he only thinks about how to defeat the Germans. He has not considered at all that because he uses a large number of commanders and fighters rescued from prisoner-of-war camps, it doesn't matter during the war. After all, these people
They all have rich combat experience or command experience. But if the war ends, the role of these people will become dispensable, and someone will definitely settle accounts with them.
"You make sense." Sokov said with a wry smile after being silent for a long time: "Once the war is over, many troops will definitely be demobilized, and some of the commanders of these troops will be transferred to other troops.
Others will retire from the army and return to work locally.
Commanders who are transferred to other troops may not have anything to do because they still have the responsibility of commanding and managing troops. And those commanders who go to work locally after retiring from the army may be subject to scrutiny."
"Now that you are aware of this problem, do you have any good solutions?"
"No." Sokov answered simply: "I have no way to eliminate this hidden danger in the future."
Seeing Asiya's disappointed expression, he quickly continued: "But as long as our strength becomes strong enough, we are fully capable of protecting these commanders so that they will not be liquidated and can safely
Live the rest of your life.”
"Misha, what you said makes sense." A smile appeared on Asiya's face again: "As long as you are strong enough, then the troops under your command may not be disbanded, so that you can legitimately protect
Those commanders who have fought alongside you enable them to spend the rest of their lives in peace."