After driving for more than an hour, the convoy entered the Kursk region.
After Sokov's first crossing, he once came to Kursk Oblast, participated in the famous Battle of Kursk, and achieved great military exploits here. In later generations, he would pass through this place every time he went to Ukraine.
What he felt at the time was that the land was vast and sparsely populated. Both sides of the road were either grassy plains or endless forests. Only when you drove a long way could you see a village or a small town. Of course, if you took the train,
, you will find that the railway line is relatively prosperous, and most of the state's population is concentrated in the towns along the railway line.
Nowadays, because it is during the war, this state located south of Moscow seems more and more desolate. There are basically no traces of residents in the villages and small towns that pass through. Presumably the relevant departments are worried that the residents will fall into the clutches of the Germans, so they are evacuated one after another.
Went to the east of Moscow.
The road the convoy was driving on was a dirt road that was covered with dirt on sunny days and mud on rainy days. Although it didn't rain, you could see craters blown up by German planes everywhere on the road, bombed trucks, carriages, and abandoned refugees.
suitcases and packages. Poor road conditions and many obstacles seriously affected the speed of the convoy.
Vlasov's car was driving at the front of the convoy. When he saw the scene on the road, he couldn't help but frowned and asked the driver with slight dissatisfaction: "Comrade driver, how much time do we have before we can reach Moscow?"
"Comrade General." After hearing Vlasov's question, the driver said with a grimace: "Originally, the maximum speed when driving on such a road could not exceed fifty kilometers per hour. Now the road is full of craters and various obstacles.
It’s considered good if the car can reach a speed of thirty kilometers.”
Vlasov raised his hand and looked at the time. It was already nine o'clock in the morning. "It's still almost 600 kilometers from here to Moscow. If we drive at this speed, wouldn't we have to wait until tomorrow to get to Moscow?"
The driver shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "Comrade General, if we keep driving at this speed, I'm afraid we really have to wait until tomorrow to reach Moscow."
"Comrade General," the guard sitting in the co-pilot's seat turned around and said to Vlasov: "Almost twenty kilometers further, there is a train station. How about we change trains so that we can catch up?
Arrive in Moscow before dark."
Hearing what the guard said, Vlasov secretly thought that if he continued to drive along the road, not only would the speed be slow, but he might also be discovered by enemy planes at any time. If he could instead take a train, it might be the most correct choice.
After thinking about this, he nodded slowly and said, "Okay, then go to the nearest train station."
Sokov, who was sitting in the car behind, did not know that Vlasov now wanted to take a train to Moscow, and kept looking into the sky.
Andre next to him saw this and couldn't help laughing: "Sokov, you are so cautious. This place is already far away from the battlefield, and I don't think there will be any more German planes."
But as soon as his words came out, Sokov retorted: "Andre, didn't you see the craters on the road and the bombed trucks and carriages? The existence of these things shows that the German Air Force
You can penetrate deep into this area at any time and launch attacks on ground targets."
Before Andre said anything, the driver next to him spoke: "Comrade, your friend is right. I often travel on this road, and I am bombed by German planes almost every day. At first, I ran with him
There are at least fifty vehicles on this line, but now there are only a few vehicles left to transport you."
Just at this moment, a burned-out truck wreckage appeared on the side of the road ahead with only its pitch-black frame left. The driver pouted towards it and continued: "Did you see that? The driver of that car was a good friend of mine. He was attacked."
When the enemy planes were bombing and strafing, he didn't even have time to get out of the car and died on the bridge."
Sokov sighed softly and said: "Without air superiority, German planes can attack our transportation lines at any time, causing us huge casualties."
Andrei, who originally thought Sokov was a bit unreasonable, became nervous after hearing what the driver and Sokov said: "Comrade driver, why are you driving so slowly? At your current speed
, when can we get to Moscow?" He looked at the sky in a panic, "If we are attacked by German air raids, we will be in trouble. I didn't die on the battlefield, but I don't want to lose my life here.
On the highway.”
"Andre," Sokov knew very well the reason for the slow speed, and quickly helped the driver explain to Andre: "Look at how bad the road condition is. There are craters everywhere, as well as the damage of destroyed trucks and carriages.
It's a wreck, Comrade driver can't drive any faster even if he wants to."
Although he heard what Sokov said, Andrei reluctantly asked the driver: "Comrade driver, can't we go faster?"
"I'm sorry, comrade, I can't go any faster." The driver raised his chin towards the car in front of him: "Didn't you see that the car in front of you was also driving very slowly? I think the general must be more anxious than you."
"Is there no way to get to Moscow as soon as possible?"
Hearing Andre's question, the driver turned to look at him, and then said quietly: "There is a train station not far from here. If you take the train instead, I believe you can shorten the time to reach Moscow."
When Andrei heard this, he suddenly became excited. He turned to look at Sokov and said with some excitement: "Sokov, you heard it, there is a train station not far from here. If we can transfer
If you take the train, you can get to Moscow as soon as possible.”
But Sokov's attitude was also very cold: "Andrei, the person who decides the itinerary is not me, but General Vlasov who is sitting in the car in front. As long as he gives the order, whether it is by train or car,
, I resolutely obey orders."
He knew very well that taking a train to Moscow would definitely be much faster than taking a truck. But the German Air Force was now frantically bombing the Soviet supply lines, and the railway must be the main direction of their attack. Don't see that the train is faster than the truck.
Fast, but if a train is destroyed in an air strike, transportation on the entire railway line will be interrupted. If you take the road, even if a vehicle is destroyed, other vehicles can go around the destroyed vehicle. On the railway
The train was blown up, and other trains could not go around it until the cleanup work was completed.
Unexpectedly, a moment later, the driver shouted excitedly: "Look, the car in front has turned into a fork in the road, and that road is heading to the train station."
"Sokov, what should we do?"
Although Sokov felt that taking the train to Moscow was somewhat unreliable, but at this moment he saw that Vlasov's car was already heading towards the train station. Naturally, his security force, which was protecting Vlasov, also
You can only follow him wherever he goes: "Comrade driver, follow him."
The convoy followed Vlasov's vehicle and arrived at a remote small station.
The station was under military control. When the military representatives saw a convoy arriving at the station, they quickly came out to greet them.
Seeing Vlasov walking out of the car, the military representative quickly stepped forward and saluted: "Hello, Comrade General! I am the military representative at the station. Are you here to inspect our work?"
"No, Comrade Military Representative." Vlasov shook his head and said, "I'm not here to inspect the work, but to take the train."
"By train?" After hearing what Vlasov said, the military representative had a look of astonishment on his face: "But, Comrade General, one month after the war broke out, only military trains stopped here occasionally to replenish coal and water.
Civilian trains no longer stop at the station."
When he learned that the civilian trains did not stop at the station, Vlasov did not panic, but said with a smile: "Comrade military representative, you didn't see that I was taking a troop. Where is the spare space for civilian vehicles carrying such a
There are many people. What we are going to take is a military train."
"Comrade General," the military representative looked at Vlasov and said politely, "please wait a moment. I'll call and ask when the troops will arrive."
Vlasov nodded slightly: "Go."
After Sokov and other military representatives left, he came to Vlasov and asked: "Comrade General, are you planning to take the train to Moscow?"
"That's right, Comrade Sokov." Vlasov nodded and said in a positive tone: "You didn't realize that the speed of the convoy is too slow. At this speed, if you want to reach Moscow, you have to wait until the fastest.
tomorrow."
Sokov said nothing after hearing this, but he was thinking in his mind whether he should persuade Vlasov to continue taking the car to Moscow. Taking the train may shorten the time to reach Moscow, but if something happens on the way, he will be trapped.
On the road.
"Comrade General," before Sokov could persuade him, the deputy company commander, Lieutenant Dennis, came over and asked tentatively: "Are we going to take a train to Moscow?"
"That's right, Comrade Second Lieutenant." Vlasov said with a smile: "It's still almost 600 kilometers from here to Moscow. If the car is traveling at this speed, it will take 20 hours at the fastest to reach Moscow.
.I am going to Moscow to report on my duties and also accept a new appointment, so I cannot waste too much time on the road."
"Great, this is really great." When Dennis heard what Vlasov said, his face showed joy: "The road conditions on this road are so bad, I was almost knocked apart while sitting in the driver's seat, and even more
Not to mention the soldiers sitting in the carriage. If the bumps continue like this, and if something happens on the road, the soldiers may not be able to join the fight immediately."
Dennis's words made Sokov tremble next to him. Then he began to pray secretly in his heart: The bad ones don't work, the good ones don't work. Dennis must not be like a crow. Later, if he really encounters a German wearing makeup on the road, then
But that's troublesome.
After Vlasov and Denis chatted for a while, the military representative came out of the station commander's office and said to Vlasov: "Comrade General, please take a step to speak."
After Vlasov and the military representatives walked aside, Dennis whispered to Sokov: "Sokoff, I really didn't expect that General Vlasov is so approachable. You know, the people I have contacted before
The commander, let alone a general, even a major, has to put on an official air when talking to me, which puts a lot of psychological burden on me. If possible, I am willing to follow Vlasov all the time.
General."
Hearing Dennis say this, the muscles on Sokov's face twitched, thinking that if you really follow Vlasov, there will only be two endings in the end, one is to become a prisoner of the Germans; the other is to become Vlasov.
His minions were arrested and even sentenced to death. No matter what the outcome was, it would not end well. If he had a chance, he would have to find a way to get rid of him.
After Vlasov chatted with the military representative for a while, he walked back expressionlessly and said to Sokov: "Sokov, let the soldiers get in the car, and we will continue on our way."
After hearing this, Dennis looked shocked and asked: "Comrade General, didn't you say that we need to change trains here to go to Moscow?"
"The situation has changed, Comrade Second Lieutenant." Vlasov said with a serious expression: "The military representative told me that if nothing unexpected happens, the military column returning to Moscow will not arrive until after ten o'clock tonight. We don't have it.
After spending so much time waiting here, I decided to take the bus back to Moscow."
After figuring out what was going on, Dennis's face was full of disappointment, but he reluctantly agreed: "I understand, Comrade General." Then he went back to greet the soldiers to board the car.
When the soldiers began to board the car one after another, Sokov said to Vlasov: "Comrade General, since we are your guard force, our car should go in front, and the car you are riding in will go in front.
In the middle of the entire convoy, this can ensure your safety."
When Vlasov heard this, he felt that what Sokov said made sense. Since the convoy following him was here to protect his own safety, his car was in the middle of the entire convoy, which facilitated their security work, so he was very happy.
He agreed: "Okay, Comrade Sokov, I will do as you say, my car will be in the middle of the entire convoy."
The convoy set off again, and Andrei asked Sokov curiously: "Sokov, why did you think of letting Comrade General's car drive in the middle of the convoy?"
"Andrei, I always have an ominous premonition in my heart." Sokov said solemnly: "I feel that the journey will not be peaceful. If Comrade General's car is in front, who will bear the responsibility if something happens?
Should we take this responsibility? Now let the general's car be in the middle of the convoy. No matter it is attacked from the front or the rear, we can get into a battle formation in time to ensure the safety of the general's comrades."
After listening to Sokov's words, Andrei smiled bitterly and said: "Okay, Comrade Sokov, since you are the company commander now, you have the final say in everything in the company."
The convoy drove along the road for nearly two hours and was about to reach Oboyan when a truck full of soldiers appeared in front of it.
"Sokov, look quickly. There is a truck coming from the opposite side. The truck is full of soldiers. It seems that they are preparing to go to the front line."
Sokov stared at the truck and carefully counted the soldiers sitting in the truck. There were 16 soldiers in total. Plus the three people on the driver's seat, the total number was 19. He thought to himself, if according to the
According to Andre, these people went to the front line, but the number was too small, right? Not to mention encountering a large German army, even just an airborne team was enough to annihilate them all.