After hearing Sokov's heartfelt words, Asia was very moved. She knew that Sokov was worried about his safety, so she did not arrange herself to a dangerous position.
She stood up and walked to Sokov, kissed him heavily on the forehead, and said gratefully: "Misha, thank you for your kindness. But as an assistant military doctor, my responsibility is to rescue the injured soldiers. I think if possible, you should arrange me in the front-line combat force."
Seeing that Asia insisted on going to the front line, Sokov did not persuade him anymore. With his understanding of Asia, even if he persuaded him, the other party would probably not agree to stay in the field hospital of the group army.
Sokov thought about several divisions in his mind, and finally thought that Khokhlov's 182nd Division was the first unit to be engaged in the battle. In the following days, he would definitely not hand over any major combat tasks to their division. If Portia was asked to go to the division, the danger would be minimized.
Thinking of this, he said to Asia: "Asia, since you want to go to the front line, why not go to Colonel Khokhlov's 182nd Division. In this battle to block the Imperial Division, they were the first to join the battle. This is a heroic unit. If you have no objection, I will arrange for you to find a division?"
Asia didn't know Sokov's little thoughts, and asked with some concern: "Misha, will the other party agree to ask me?"
"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one dares to object to the division you want to go to." As he said that, Sokov stood up and walked to the telephone set by the wall. He shook the handle a few times and put the receiver in his ear. When he heard a sound from inside, he said to the microphone: "I'm Sokov, please pick me up the 182nd Division."
The phone was quickly connected. After hearing Khokhlov's voice coming out of the receiver, Sokov said calmly: "Comrade Colonel, I plan to send an assistant military doctor to your division field hospital. I wonder if you are willing?"
"Comrade Commander, our division field hospital has always been seriously insufficient. It would be great that you can send us an assistant military doctor." Colonel Khokhlov asked tentatively: "I wonder when he will come?"
"It's not 'he' but 'she', a female assistant military doctor." There is still a difference in terms of titles in Russian. Sokov realized that the other party misunderstood that he would send a male military doctor to them, so he made a special explanation, and finally emphasized: "You must ensure her safety..."
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Khokhlov: "What, Comrade Commander, are you planning to send a female assistant military doctor here. Is this appropriate? You know, male military doctors are more popular on the front line."
When Asia heard the other party tactfully rejecting her joining, her expression on her face dimmed. Seeing this, Sokov frowned and said dissatisfied: "Comrade Colonel, don't you know that there are only soldiers and civilians on the battlefield, and there is no distinction between men and women?"
"Comrade Commander, you are right." Khokhlov agreed with Sokov's statement, but he still said stubbornly: "But will women feel scared when they go to the battlefield?"
"No," Sokov said firmly: "She has participated in the entire Stalingrad defense battle and carried the wounded from the battlefield many times. She is not afraid of fighting at all."
Originally, Khokhlov wanted to continue to refuse, but when Sokov mentioned the Battle of Stalingrad, he immediately realized that the reason why Sokov repeatedly recommended this person to him was probably related to this female military doctor. Thinking of this, Khokhlov asked tentatively: "Comrade Commander, I want to ask, is this person a relative with you?"
"Yes, it's my relative." Sokov looked at Asia and continued, "Do you have to see if she is my relative first before you can feel whether she will join your field hospital?"
"No, Comrade Commander." Seeing Sokov's words hit the nail on the head, Khokhlov tried his best to hide it: "Since he is a female military doctor who has fought a war, I will welcome her on behalf of all the commanders and soldiers of my division."
"Okay, I'll send someone to see her over tomorrow." Sokov finished speaking, and hung up the phone directly and said to Asia with a smile: "Asia, the matter has been settled. Colonel Khokhlov welcomes you to join their division field hospital."
"Misha, this is so good." Asia sat on Sokov's lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, kissed him twice on the cheek, and said excitedly: "Thank you for everything you have done for me."
The two finished lunch happily. Sokov was about to take advantage of the time when Sameko was watching him at the command center to discuss life with Asia at home. Although the two received their marriage certificates before the start of the Stalingrad defense battle, it was still in name only. Sokov wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to cook the raw rice and make their marriage worthy of its name.
Unexpectedly, when everything was following the steps, it was disrupted by the sudden knock on the door. Sokov, who was only about to kick the door, was so angry that he shouted at the door: "Who is outside?"
"Comrade Commander, it's me." A timid voice came from outside the door: "I am Lieutenant Samoilov."
Sokov put on his clothes randomly, jumped out of bed, came to the door barefoot, and reached out to open the door.
Standing outside the door, Samoilov saw Sokov appearing at the door, quickly took a step back, then raised his hand to salute: "Comrade Commander, Comrade Military Commissioner, please return to the command center immediately."
Sokov keenly captured a message from the other party's words, asking him to call himself the military commissioner Lunev, not Chief of Staff Sameko. It seemed that something was wrong. So he asked with a straight face: "Is there anything wrong?"
"There is a big man from Moscow who wants to see you." Samoilov replied in a panic: "Comrade of the Military Commission ordered me to come to you immediately."
"A big man from Moscow?" Sokov couldn't help but murmur in his heart when he heard this. Not long after Zhukov left, which big man would come here to find him? Moreover, Samoilov, who has always been brave, shivered unconsciously when he mentioned this person. It seemed that he was very afraid of this person. In order to find out who was coming, he asked tentatively: "Comrade Lieutenant, do you know who is coming?"
Hearing Sokov's question, Samoilov looked around vigilantly, then lowered his voice and replied: "It's a comrade of the People's Committee of the National Defense."
"People's Member of the National Defense Commission?" Sokov repeated this position and his hair stood up all over his body and asked in surprise: "Comrade Lieutenant, do you think the person who came to me was Comrade Belia?"
"That's right." Seeing that Sokov had guessed the answer, Samoilov did not deny it, but nodded and replied with affirmative advice: "It's the People's Commissar, who is waiting for you in the command center."
"Wait for me for a while, I will change my clothes and follow you to the command center." Sokov finished speaking, closed the door, came to the bed, and said apologetically to Asia: "Asia, I'm so embarrassed. An important big man is waiting for me in the command center. I need to rush over to see her immediately. I'll come to find you later, okay?"
"Misha, since you have important people to see you, hurry up and don't let him wait." Asia has never been a dragging person. She said rationally: "I will stay here and wait for you."
When Sokov brought Samoilov to the command center, he saw many officers wearing blue hats standing at the door. They were walking back and forth like ordinary soldiers with submachine guns. Seeing Sokov and the others coming, an officer stepped forward and reached out to stop them: "Is it Major General Sokov?"
"Yes, I am Sokov." Although the other party was just a second lieutenant, considering the other party's special identity, Sokov still replied politely: "I was ordered to meet Comrade Belia."
The second lieutenant obviously received the order from his superiors and waved his head to Sokov: "Go in." Seeing that Samoilov also wanted to follow him, he stopped him again, "Comrade Beliya only saw General Sokov alone, you should stay outside and wait."
Sokov walked into the command center familiarly and saw that there were only three people in the room, one was Major General Sameko, the other was Lieutenant General Lunev, the rest was a middle-aged man wearing military uniforms and a pair of round-frame glasses, and a little bald, and looked like a kind university professor.
Although he saw this person for the first time, Sokov still met the photos he saw in later generations with the people in front of him. This is Beria, who made everyone feel scared of talking. As soon as he guessed the other party's identity, Sokov felt his legs were a little weak. He didn't know why the other party suddenly came to him, and he seemed particularly nervous.
But no matter how scared he was, Sokov tried hard to act calmly. After raising his hand to salute the other party, he said respectfully: "Hello, Comrade National Defense People's Committee, Major General Sokov, commander of the 27th Army, will report to you. On behalf of all the commanders and soldiers, I welcome your arrival."
"You are Comrade Sokov. I heard your name more than once when I was in Moscow, but this is the first time I have seen you myself." Beria stood up and walked over, reached out to hold Sokov and said with a smile: "I hope that my arrival today will not cause any inconvenience to you."
"Look at what you said, Comrades of the People's Committee of National Defense." Sokov laughed and said, "It is an honor for us to come to us. I believe that your arrival will play a role in gathering the morale of the army and boosting morale."
In the following conversation, Belia, who looked kind and kind, tried to create a feeling that made people feel like spring breeze, but Sokov felt very uncomfortable. He felt that these indescribable hypocrisy were mixed in this comfort. However, as long as the other party did not come specifically to cause trouble for himself, this hypocrisy could also be ignored.
After chatting about a lot of unnutrition, the two finally reached the topic today: "General Sokov, I don't understand a few questions, and I want to ask you for advice."
Sokov said intently that he finally reached the point. He quickly said respectfully: "Comrade People's Committee, if you have any questions, just ask. As long as I know the answer, I will definitely answer truthfully."
"I heard that the day before the enemy launched an attack on the Kursk protrusion, you distributed weapons and ammunition to the troops and prepared everyone for combat. Is this a matter?"
Sokov knew that he could not hide anything from what he had done, so he replied truthfully: "Yes, that's true."
"Then please tell me how you know the enemy is going to attack?"
Faced with Belia's doubts, Sokov pondered for a long time, thinking about how to answer the other party's question. Seeing that Sokov was reluctant to speak, the expression on Belia's face became serious. Just as he was about to speak, Sokov had already said first: "I made a judgment based on the orders issued by my superiors."
"According to the order of the superior?" Sokov's answer confused Belia. He asked with some wonder: "What order?"
"In the combat order issued by the Supreme Command, it was specifically mentioned that the Germans may launch an attack on our defense line from July 3 to 6, and all troops should be prepared for combat." Sokov thought of it as a movie I had watched before. Before the Battle of Kursk, when Zhukov and Rokosovsky discussed whether to launch shelling on the enemy's positions, Rokosovsky mentioned this order. Sokov did not know whether it was true or false, but he could only judge himself and push it to this order: "I saw that the time limit predicted by the base camp was almost over, and the Germans had not been moved for a long time. They felt that there must be a conspiracy in it, so they decisively ordered the troops to prepare for combat. Unexpectedly, it really made me confused."
Sokov's answer surprised Belia. On the way here, he had imagined many reasons that Sokov might defend, but he didn't expect it. The muscles on his face twitched and asked awkwardly: "So, are you judging that the enemy might take action in the Kursk Prominence based on this order from the Supreme Command?"
Since Sokov made his mark and entered Belia's sight, he has been a suspected target. Belia felt that Sokov's judgment of the battle situation and his grasp of the fighter planes were surprisingly accurate, and there must be some conspiracy. Long before the beginning of the Stalingrad defense battle, he boldly proposed the possibility that Sokov might be a German spy at a meeting of the Supreme Command, and used some examples to prove his guess.
Fortunately, many people helped Sokov say good things at that time, otherwise he would have been arrested as a German spy. The Battle of Kursk began. When Belia learned again that Sokov had taken precautions before the enemy attacked, he asked Stalin for instructions and brought a group of subordinates to find Sokov.
However, Sokov's answer just now made him confused. Could it be that his judgment was wrong? The other party was really a military genius and could accurately judge the enemy's movements based on some clues? Sokov's answer sounded reasonable, but it could never eliminate the suspicion in his heart.
Chapter completed!