"A German soldier wearing the uniform of a second lieutenant of our army ushered Sokov into the squad room next to him. He said he didn't know when all the landmines would be cleared and let him go in to rest."
"Sokov is going in right now?" Konev said with a look of hatred for steel. "Why is he so confused that he casually followed a stranger into the Taoist prison room?"
"Comrade Konev, under the circumstances at that time, I am afraid that even if it were you and me, we would not have thought that the comrade in front of us was actually a German in disguise." Zhukov nuzzled at Lunev: "Go on.
Next, what happened?"
Lunev continued: "The staff originally followed Sokov into the Taoist squad room, but Sokov said he didn't know when he could leave, and asked him to inform the commanders and soldiers in the car to get out of the car and take a breath. The staff received the order
After that, he immediately went outside the squad room and asked the commanders and soldiers sitting in the car to get out of the car.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they got off the bus and before they had time to line up, a violent explosion occurred. The staff officer saw with his own eyes that Sokov was lifted out of the house by the air wave of the explosion."
When Zhukov heard this, his eyebrows twisted into knots. As a commander with more than 20 years of military experience, he knew very well how serious the injuries would be to those who were blown away by the blast. Thinking of this, he felt somewhat confident.
He asked indifferently: "General Lunev, do you think Misha can survive?"
"It's hard to say," Lunev said cautiously: "According to the staff report, after they eliminated the enemies disguised as our engineers, he rushed to the injured Sokov's identity, and Sokov was even ready to draw his gun.
Shooting at him, if he and two other soldiers had not held down Sokov's hand in time, there would have been unnecessary casualties."
"What's the situation now?" Zhukov asked again.
"Still under rescue." Lunev knew that Zhukov always regarded Sokov as his nephew, and was definitely more worried about Sokov's safety than ordinary people. He quickly replied: "The military doctors involved in the rescue are not only those from our group army field
From the hospital, as well as from the 69th Army Field Hospital, almost the most powerful military doctors are in the operating room."
When the group came to the operating room, Zhukov found that there were many people standing outside the door, so he frowned and asked Lunev: "General Lunev, why are there so many people here?"
Lunev saw the anger on Zhukov's face and quickly explained to him: "After the commanders of each division learned that the commander was injured, as long as they had no combat missions, they rushed over. They were also worried about the commander's safety."
When he learned that the people outside the operating room were all Sokov's subordinates, who had hurried over after hearing that Sokov was injured, the expression on Zhukov's face softened.
The officers outside the operating room suddenly saw the appearance of Zhukov and Konev, and hurriedly moved to both sides of the corridor to make way for the two men, while raising their hands in salute.
Zhukov strode through the crowd and came to the door of the operating room. He first looked at the two closed doors, and then asked Samyko who was standing here: "How is the situation inside?"
"Comrade Marshal." Sameko quickly replied: "Still under rescue."
"Has any nurse come out?" Konev couldn't help but interjected.
"Yes." Samek nodded, and without waiting for Konev to ask again, he took the initiative and said: "I asked the nurse who came out to collect plasma, and she just said that the rescue was still going on, and that the commander is not out of danger yet."
Zhukov saw that he could not get any useful information from Samyko, so he turned to the crowd and asked: "Is the staff officer who followed Misha to the front here here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, an officer with the rank of lieutenant walked out of the crowd, straightened his back and reported to Zhukov: "Comrade Marshal, I went to the front with the commander."
"Let me ask you." Zhukov walked up to the staff officer, looked straight at him and asked: "Did you see with your own eyes that Sokov was blown out of the Taoist prison room by the blast of air?"
"Yes, Comrade Marshal, I saw it with my own eyes." The staff officer may be worried that Zhukov did not believe him, so he took the initiative and said: "Not only did I see it, but at least five or six soldiers also saw it. Comrade Commander was exploded.
After the air wave came out of the house, it did some somersaults in the air and then landed on a section of abandoned railway."
"After you eliminated the enemy, when you brought someone to check, he still tried to draw a gun and shoot you?"
"Yes, Comrade Marshal." The staff officer replied respectfully: "Although Comrade Commander was covered in blood at the time, he was still conscious. When he sensed someone approaching him, he immediately reached for his waist and drew his gun. If it hadn't been for me and the other
Two soldiers held his hands down in time, and maybe he would pull out his pistol and shoot at us."
Hearing that the staff officer's story was basically consistent with Lunev's, Zhukov nodded slightly, then turned to face the operating room, hoping that a military doctor or nurse would come out of it at this time, and he could ask about Sokov's situation.
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Lunev walked to Zhukov and whispered: "Comrade Marshal, we don't know when this operation will be completed. How about you go to the nearby office to rest first, and I will send someone to notify you after the operation is completed."
you."
"I won't feel at ease until I see Misha come out." Zhukov saw a few empty chairs by the door, so he asked Konev to sit down with him, raised his head and said to Lunev: "I'll wait here.
, so that I can see Misha as soon as he comes out of the operating room."
Although there were many people in the corridor, no one spoke during the long wait. They just stared at the closed door of the operating room, patiently waiting for further news.
This was a lieutenant colonel wearing a white coat. He appeared at the other end of the corridor. He was secretly surprised when he saw that the corridor was full of commanders with higher military ranks than himself. He passed through the crowd and came to the door of the operating room.
When he was about to enter the door, he suddenly saw Zhukov sitting beside him. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He quickly stopped and raised his hand to salute Zhukov: "Hello, Comrade Marshal!"
Zhukov, who was worried about Sokov's safety, could not take a small lieutenant colonel into his eyes. He did not return the greeting, but simply asked: "Comrade lieutenant colonel, who are you?"
Before the lieutenant colonel in a white coat could answer, Lunev, who was standing next to Zhukov, said first: "Comrade Marshal, this is the political commissar of our group army's field hospital."
When he learned that the person in front of him was the political commissar of the field hospital, Zhukov immediately stood up, reached out to him and said friendly: "It turns out to be the political commissar of the hospital. I was thinking about something just now and didn't react for a moment. Please don't be offended."
The political commissar knew very well that if he were not the political commissar of the hospital, Marshal Zhukov would have no intention of paying attention to his little lieutenant colonel. He grinned and then asked tentatively: "Comrade Marshal, are you here for the commander?"
Zhukov knew that the commander he was talking about was Sokov, so he nodded and said: "That's right. I heard that Misha was injured and rushed here from the front headquarters, but the operation inside is not over yet.
, I don’t know what’s going on?”
"Comrade Marshal," the political commissar of the hospital waited for Zhukov to finish speaking, then patted his chest and said to him: "I will go in now to see if there is any latest news, and I will come out and report to you immediately."
"Thank you very much."
The political commissar of the hospital opened the door to the operating room and walked in. After entering, he turned around and closed the door again.
Lunev raised his hand to look at his watch and whispered to Zhukov: "Comrade Marshal, the operation has been going on for two hours. I believe that when the political commissar of the hospital comes out, he will be able to give us an accurate answer."
Zhukov just hummed softly and continued to stare at the door of the operating room intently.
After about seven or eight minutes, the door of the operating room opened, and the political commissar of the hospital walked out.
As soon as he saw the political commissar coming out of the hospital, Zhukov went up to him and asked impatiently: "Comrade political commissar, how is the situation?"
"It's not good, Comrade Marshal." After the political commissar of the hospital said this in an official tone, he suddenly realized that he was talking to Marshal Zhukov. He quickly changed his tone and reported to Zhukov: "The right leg is fractured and the back spine is dislocated.
, and there is also a large amount of blood in the abdomen, which should be caused by internal bleeding..."
Seeing the political commissar of the hospital starting to introduce Sokov's injuries in a gushing manner, Zhukov frowned and said unhappily: "Comrade political commissar, I don't want to hear the specific injuries. I just want to know whether Misha's life is in danger."
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"It's hard to say, Comrade Marshal." After the political commissar of the hospital entered the operating room, he asked the director who organized the rescue about Sokov's situation. He found that the situation was very bad, so he could only reply cautiously: "We haven't left yet.
Life is in danger.”
Zhukov gritted his molars and asked, "Can you survive?"
"It depends on his luck," the political commissar of the hospital replied with some embarrassment: "The military doctors inside are doing their best to rescue him, so there should be hope of survival."
The words of the political commissar of the hospital made Zhukov realize that regardless of whether Sokov could survive or not, he would not be able to continue to command the 27th Army for a long time. Therefore, Zhukov had to make a new decision decisively. Thinking of this, he
Asked the political commissar of the hospital: "Comrade political commissar, can you find me a quiet place?"
"You can go to the director's office." The political commissar of the hospital said respectfully: "The director and political commissar of the 69th Army Field Hospital haven't come yet. Their offices are empty. You can go there."
"Lead us, Comrade Lieutenant Colonel." When Zhukov was preparing to leave with Konev, he suddenly thought of the next matter to be discussed, which was related to the 27th Army, so he said to Lunev and Samyko: "You two
People should follow."
Although Konev remained silent, when he heard Zhukov asking the political commissar of the hospital to find a quiet place, he knew in his heart that the other party was considering arranging a new commander for the 27th Army. Especially when Zhukov called on Samyko and Lu
After the two of them met Nev, he became even more confident in his guess.
Sure enough, after Zhukov entered the president's office, he sent the hospital political commissar out, and then told everyone: "At present, it seems that Misha's condition is very bad. Regardless of whether he can be out of danger, he will be in danger for a long time.
I can’t continue to command the troops. Tell me, what should I do next?”
Samyko and Lunev looked at each other, seeing helplessness in each other's eyes, and then replied in unison: "We resolutely obey the orders of our superiors."
"What about you, Comrade Konev, what do you think about it?"
Konev knew that Zhukov asked him this question to ask him to recommend a new commander. After thinking for a few seconds, he said to Zhukov: "What do you think of Lieutenant General Trofimenko?"
"Lieutenant General Trofimenko?" Zhukov frowned slightly when he heard the name, and then asked: "Is this Lieutenant General Trofimenko who has been commanding the Seventh Army in the Karelia area?"
"Yes, that's him." Konev nodded and explained to Zhukov: "Last week he was sent to our front army by the base camp. I was considering letting him go to the 27th Army to serve as Sokov's deputy. Unexpectedly, Sokov
My husband was injured. I think he should simply take over Sokov's position temporarily and command the 27th Army."
"I think it's okay." After Zhukov agreed to Konev's proposal, he looked at Lunev and Samyko and asked, "Do you have any objections?"
Although both Luniev and Samyko did not know Trofimenko well, since their superiors decided that he would serve as the new commander of the group army, they could not object and could only bite the bullet and said:
"No, we resolutely obey orders from our superiors."
If Sokov, who was undergoing emergency treatment, learned that Konev planned to send Lieutenant General Trofimenko to take over his position, he would probably sit up directly on the operating table. I didn’t expect that history is so corrective.
The 27th Army under the command of the Communist Party of China finally welcomed their real commander-Lieutenant General Trofimenko.
Konev said: "I will report this appointment to the High Command as soon as possible."
"Wait a minute, Comrade Konev, wait a minute." Zhukov waved his hand to Konev and said: "Let's wait until Misha leaves the operating room before reporting it, but before that, you can appoint Troffi first.
Lieutenant General Menko serves as the commander of the 27th Army, which is, after all, launching an attack on the enemy at the landing site on the right bank."
Konev felt that what Zhukov said made sense, nodded and said: "Okay, then I will immediately call Chief of Staff Zakharov and ask him to inform Trofimenko to arrive at the 27th Army as soon as possible and take up his post."
Just when Konev was about to use the phone on the table to call the Front Army Headquarters, Samyko stopped him: "Comrade Commander, this phone cannot talk to the Front Army Headquarters. If you want to talk to Zaha
Chief of Staff Rove is on the phone, I’m afraid we have to go back to our headquarters.”
"That's okay." Konev thought that the headquarters of the 27th Army was being moved and that Trofimenko, who had rushed over, might not be able to find a place, so he nodded and said: "General Samyko, you and I
Let’s go back together.”
Shortly after Konev and Samyko left, the political commissar of the hospital came to the president's office again and reported to Zhukov: "Comrade Marshal, the rescue is over. Although the commander is not completely out of danger, his vital signs have become more severe."
Stable. We plan to wait for him to wake up and immediately send him to the military hospital in Moscow for treatment."
"Have you contacted the military hospital in Moscow?"
"Not yet."
"Then leave this matter to me." Zhukov said proactively: "I will arrange the best hospital for Misha so that he can get the best treatment so that he can recover in a short time."
This chapter has been completed!