After burying the batch of German corpses, the soldiers reboarded and prepared to set off.
"Comrade Sokov," Vlasov called to Sokov: "Wait a moment, I have something to ask you."
Sokov, who had already opened the car door and was about to get in, heard Vlasov calling him, quickly closed the car door, turned around and asked: "Comrade General, what are your instructions?"
"Do you think we should continue to take the road for the rest of our journey?"
Sokov heard Vlasov's worries from Vlasov's words. There are still almost 600 kilometers from here to Moscow. Who can guarantee that we will not encounter Germans disguised as Soviet troops on the road again? This time they appeared
The German army was discovered by the highly vigilant self, but what about next time? What about next time?
He did not answer the question, but asked: "Comrade General, what do you think about it?"
"I think if we continue to take the road, we might still encounter Germans." Vlasov said: "I think we should change to trains when the time is right."
"You are right, Comrade General." Sokov is now a soft-spoken person. Naturally, he will not contradict Vlasov casually. Instead, he follows his intention and says: "If you walk a few dozen kilometers further, you can enter
Oboyan, there should be a train to Moscow there, we might as well change trains there."
A smile appeared on Vlasov's face, he nodded slightly and said, "Well, what you said makes sense, we will change trains there."
When the convoy set off, Sokov heard the rearview mirror and glanced at the car behind him. He secretly thought to himself that before Vlasov asked himself the question, he must have already made a decision. He was only asking for his opinion to find someone.
A person who agrees with his opinion will try hard to convince himself even if he disagrees with his idea.
"Sokov," Andrei saw Sokov's thoughtful look and asked tentatively: "What are you thinking about? Are you worried that we will encounter Germans in disguise on the road?"
Sokov smiled: "Andre, the situation you mentioned may happen, but I think the chance of encountering it again is low. After all, this is the hinterland of our army. How could the Germans send so many small teams to infiltrate?
Woolen cloth?"
When the convoy arrived in Oboyan, there was a busy scene in this small city. Various transport vehicles were driving on the streets, and the people directing traffic at the intersection were replaced by traffic policemen wearing red armbands. They kept waving signals in their hands.
flag to direct vehicles to pass through the intersection in an orderly manner.
Sokov had been to this city before and naturally knew where the train station was, so he acted as a guide for the driver and arrived at the train station smoothly.
After the driver parked the car at the entrance of the train station, he turned to Sokov and said, "Comrade Sokov, I didn't expect you to be so familiar with the city."
Naturally, Sokov would not tell the driver that he had been here before when he traveled through the city last time. Instead, he smiled and said: "Yes, I have been here two years ago, so I know the road. If I change the city, maybe I can do it again."
Lost my way."
After Sokov got off the car, he went straight to Vlasov's car and said respectfully: "Comrade General, we have arrived at the train station in Oboyan."
The guard got out of the car, opened the rear door, and asked Vlasov to get out.
"Let's go, Sokov." Vlasov got out of the car and looked at the train station in front of him, with a relaxed expression on his face: "Let's go see the stationmaster and see if he can arrange a trip for us.
Car leather."
After Sokov waited for all the soldiers to get off the bus, he said to Dennis: "Second Lieutenant Dennis, please take the troops to the waiting hall of the station. I want to accompany the general to the station commander's office."
"Okay." Lieutenant Dennis nodded, and then asked a key question: "What should we do with these trucks? Should we let them return to the same route?"
"Don't worry." Sokov waved his hand and said: "We didn't know whether we could find a train to transport us, so we hurriedly asked these drivers to leave. What if the station cannot provide us with a car side? What will we do then? We can't
Let’s walk to Moscow?”
"I understand. I will ask the drivers to wait where they are first. When it is confirmed that the station can provide us with trucks, it will not be too late to let the truck drivers leave."
"Comrade Sokov," Vlasov said with emotion as he took Sokov and his guards to find the station commander: "Although you have repeatedly emphasized that you are only a recruit who has only been in the army for two days, but I
No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like it.”
Sokov panicked and asked awkwardly: "Comrade General, why don't I look like a new recruit?"
"There is nothing like it." Vlasov said: "Your words and deeds, as well as the calmness with which you issue orders to the troops, look like a senior commander who has experienced hundreds of battles."
"Comrade General, you are wrong." Sokov said covertly: "I learned many things from movies."
Arriving at the door of the stationmaster's office, and just as he was about to enter, a man wearing a railway employee's uniform walked out.
Seeing Vlasov at the door, the man asked: "Comrade commander, who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for the station master."
"I'm the webmaster." The man replied politely, "What can I do for you?"
"I am Major General Vlasov, commander of the 1st Mechanized Army." Vlasov revealed his identity to the other party and said bluntly: "I need to get to Moscow as soon as possible. You can provide me with a carriage to transport me and my husband."
His subordinates?"
"How many of you are there?"
"More than seventy people." Sokov rushed to answer.
After hearing this, the stationmaster showed a troubled expression on his face: "Comrade General, if you only have three or four people, I can still arrange seats for you on the car that is about to leave. But there are more than seventy of you. If you want to sit all of them,
Next, we can only hang one wagon alone. Regrettably, we don’t have any spare wagons here.”
"Comrade Station Master," Vlasov said unwillingly, "Is there really no other way to think of it?" At this point, he paused for a moment, and then added, "I need to get to Moscow as soon as possible without waiting for the Station Manager to speak.
, report to the Supreme Command, do you really have no way to let us leave by train?"
Hearing that Vlasov was rushing back to Moscow to report on his duties, the stationmaster did not dare to neglect and said quickly: "Comrade General, please wait a moment, I will go in and make a phone call."
"Then I'll trouble you, Comrade Webmaster."
After the station commander went in and made a phone call, he came out and asked Vlasov: "Comrade General, can you tell me how you got here?"
"We came by car," Sokov said to the stationmaster.
"Since you have a car, why do you want to take the train instead?" the stationmaster asked in confusion.
"The train is too slow, and we won't be able to reach Moscow until tomorrow at the earliest." Sokov explained to the stationmaster: "And we don't have that much time."
"Oh, that's it. I'll contact other stations." After the stationmaster finished speaking, he walked into the room again, picked up the microphone he put on the table, and continued to make calls.
Seeing that the stationmaster was constantly on the phone, Vlasov felt a little anxious and walked back and forth at the door with his hands behind his back.
The guard asked Sokov in a low voice: "Comrade Sokov, do you think the station commander will provide us with carriages?"
"I think it's a bit overwhelming." Sokov glanced at the stationmaster who was on the phone in the room, shook his head slowly, and whispered: "Didn't the stationmaster just say that if there are only three or four of us, he has a way?
Let us leave in a car. But if there are more than seventy people, he will be unable to help."
"If he can't help us, why should he call us?"
"He may be negotiating with other stations to see if they can provide us with carriages."
When he saw the stationmaster put down the phone and walked towards the door, Vlasov hurriedly greeted him and asked with concern: "How is it, comrade stationmaster, do you have any extra carriages?"
"I'm sorry, Comrade General, this station really can't provide you with carriages." When the stationmaster said this, seeing a disappointed expression on Vlasov's face, he quickly added: "Although we don't have any extra carriages here,
But there is one in Kursk. Since you came by car, you might as well rush to the South Railway Station in Kursk now. There is a freight train that will leave in an hour. I asked my colleagues there if they could
A carriage is provided for you."
"That's great, Comrade Webmaster, that's great." Vlasov held the other person's hand and said gratefully, "I will remember your help to me."
"Comrade General, you have to move quickly." After shaking hands with Vlasov, the stationmaster urged: "Take a car and rush to the Kursk South Railway Station immediately. Don't miss the train, otherwise you will just
I can wait for the eight o'clock freight train."
When Vlasov heard this, he immediately beamed with joy. After thanking the stationmaster, he took Sokov and his guards and walked out of the station.
When passing the waiting hall, Dennis came over and asked: "How is it, have you found the carriage?"
"No, there are no extra trains at this station." Sokov explained to Dennis: "But the station master told us that there is a freight train that will leave in one hour at the Kursk South Railway Station. We
Rush over now and you'll be just in time to catch that car."
After hearing this, Dennis couldn't help but be overjoyed, then turned to the soldiers and said: "Everyone listen to my command! Stand at attention! Turn right, target, the truck we were riding in, start walking!"
Five minutes later, the convoy headed towards Kursk again.
The driver smiled and said to Sokov: "Comrade Sokov, in fact, we should drive directly to Kursk instead of stopping in this small city and wasting such a long time in vain."
"Comrade General's order to me is to rush to the train station in Oboyan first." Sokov said with a wry smile: "How could I disobey his order?"
"By the way, Comrade Sokov." The driver continued to ask: "Comrade General won't let us go to a new place after we arrive at the Kursk South Railway Station this time, right? How much money will be wasted if we continue to mess around like this?
time."
"I think not." Sokov said: "In any case, Kursk is a big city. The transportation there is convenient, and there should be many trains to Moscow."
"I hope you have good luck this time and can catch the train to Moscow."
Half an hour later, the convoy entered the Kursk South Railway Station.
As soon as the convoy stopped, a lieutenant walked out of the station and loudly asked Sokov, who had just got out of the car: "Comrade soldiers, are you coming from Oboyan?"
"Yes, we came from Oboyan."
The lieutenant looked at Sokov and asked: "Where is your destination?"
"Moscow."
The lieutenant nodded after hearing this, and then asked: "Where is your general?"
"I'm here, Comrade Lieutenant." Vlasov came from behind and said to the Lieutenant: "Are you here to pick us up?"
"Hello, Comrade General, I am the military representative at the station." After saluting Vlasov, the lieutenant reported: "I received a call from Oboyan Station, saying that a general was preparing with a small force.
Heading to Moscow, I hope we can provide them with a train."
"Where is the carriage?"
"On platform two."
"Take us there," Vlasov ordered.
When the lieutenant led Vlasov toward the station, Sokov turned to Dennis and said: "Comrade Second Lieutenant, let the soldiers follow."
"Comrade Sokov," the driver ran over and asked Sokov: "Can we return to Nizhin now?"
"Comrade driver, please wait a moment." Sokov is a cautious person. He will not let the driver leave easily until all his troops have boarded the carriage provided by the station. He said euphemistically: "
After you see us all enter the carriage later, it will not be too late to leave."
"Okay, I'll go in with you and take a look. When I see you boarding the car, I'll leave."
Under the leadership of the station military representative, everyone came to platform number two and saw the carriages prepared for them.
When Sokov walked to the door of the carriage, he was greeted by a stench that almost stun him.
He covered his nose and asked the lieutenant: "Comrade Lieutenant, what was in this car before? Why does it stink so much?"
"Comrade soldier," the lieutenant turned to Sokov and said, "This carriage was originally used to carry war horses. It was unloaded not long ago and hasn't had time to clean it up. I'm really sorry."
Sokov resisted the stench emanating from the carriage and looked inside. This was a stuffy tank wagon, which was good for transporting troops. Unfortunately, it was previously loaded with war horses, and the floor of the carriage was full of materials and materials.
Manure from horses.
But Sokov didn't seem to care about this, and instead ordered Sokov: "Sokov, let the soldiers board the train!" Then he turned to ask the military representative: "Comrade Lieutenant, where is the phone? I want to call Moscow.
A phone call."
"You can make outside calls to the stationmaster's office." The military representative said respectfully, "I'll take you there now."
After the lieutenant left with Vlasov and the guards, Andrei approached Sokov, looked into the carriage, and then frowned: "Sokov, do we really want to board the train?
It’s full of horse dung, so we can’t let the soldiers sit in the horse dung.”
"Andrei, don't you have any hands?" Sokov said with a bit of laughter and tears: "Clean up those horse dung, so we don't have to worry about sitting in a pile of horse dung later. By the way, let me remind you.
, the train will leave in ten minutes, you have to move quickly."
After hearing what Sokov said, Andrei did not dare to neglect, and quickly called several soldiers to clean up the horse manure in the carriage with him.