Accompanied by political workers and an Internal Affairs Ministry officer, Elizabeth boarded the plane parked on the airstrip. As soon as she entered the cabin, she was discovered by Sokov, who was sitting next to Rokossovsky's stretcher.
"Hey, Elizabeth?" Seeing Elizabeth who unexpectedly appeared in the cabin, Sokov stood up instinctively and asked in surprise: "Are you going to Moscow too?"
Seeing the familiar Sokov, Elizabeth had a sweet smile on her face. She nodded slightly. Just when she was about to answer Sokov's question, the officer from the Ministry of Internal Affairs who was following behind suddenly said: "No communication with outsiders is allowed."
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"I'm not an outsider." Sokov stared at the Ministry of Internal Affairs officer opposite and said coldly: "Comrade Lieutenant, I am Major Sokov, commander of the Istria Battalion. I was the one who killed him a few hours ago.
, personally delivered Second Lieutenant Elizabeth to the Army Group Headquarters."
"Major Sokov, I have never heard of this person." The officer from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, who had just arrived from Moscow in the early morning, said with disdain after hearing Sokov announcing his home address: "Don't say that.
Little Major, even if the Major General saw me, he would not dare to be as arrogant as you."
The accompanying political worker saw a hint of anger on Sokov's face. He was afraid that the two would fight in the cabin. Although this possibility was unlikely, he still wanted to take precautions, so he quickly stood between the two.
First, he said to Sokov: "Comrade Major, don't be angry, don't be angry. This is all a misunderstanding."
If the political workers hadn't come out in time to smooth things over, maybe at the next moment, Sokov's fist would have directly hit the face of the Ministry of Internal Affairs officer, beating him up. He was thinking: Someone else
I'm not afraid of your Ministry of Internal Affairs. Even if I beat you up, won't my superiors send me to a military court for you?
After the political worker comforted Sokov, he approached the Internal Affairs Ministry officer's ear and whispered a few words in a low voice. Although Sokov didn't know what he said to the other party, the officer's face soon revealed
With a surprised look on his face, Sokov stopped talking to the two of them. Instead, he sat down again, patted the empty seat next to him with his hand, and said to Elizabeth: "Elizabeth, you can sit here."
When Elizabeth heard what Sokov said, a smile appeared on her face again. She walked up to Sokov, turned around gracefully, and sat down in the empty seat next to him. The officer of the Ministry of Internal Affairs saw Elizabeth
He actually sat down next to Sokov. Although he was extremely dissatisfied, he thought about what the political worker said to him and could only suppress the anger in his heart.
The seats of the C-47 transport plane are on both sides of the cabin, with an aisle in the middle. The Ministry of Internal Affairs officer sat opposite Sokov, staring at him with a vicious look. If looks could kill, Sokov would not be dead at this moment.
It's also full of scars.
Elizabeth noticed the hostile gaze of the internal affairs officer, and glanced at Sokov with some worry. She found that not only did the latter not have any nervous expression on his face, but he was looking at him carelessly, as if he was having a confrontation with his eyes.
In order to resolve this embarrassing situation, Elizabeth quickly raised her hand to push Sokov, pouted at Rokossovsky who was parked in the aisle, and asked with concern: "Mr. Major, I don't know about the commander's situation."
How's the injury?"
"The injury is not serious." Although Rokossovsky was still unconscious at the moment, Sokov was not worried at all, because this wartime marshal would shine in the coming days of the Great Patriotic War. How could this be the case?
He could die easily, so he said in a relaxed tone: "But Comrade Commander's health is good. After staying in the hospital for two months, he will be able to return to the front line."
After saying this, he felt that some of the titles used by Elizabeth sounded particularly awkward, so he took the opportunity to correct her: "Elizabeth, now that you are not in the German army, some of the titles should be changed."
Elizabeth looked at Sokov suspiciously and asked: "Mr. Major, can you be more specific?"
"For example," Sokov said, pointing to Rokossovsky on the stretcher: "We all call him Comrade Commander, not His Excellency Commander. And I," Sokov pointed to his own
Nose, continued, "You should call me by my name, or call me Comrade Major. Do you understand?"
"I understand, Mr. Major... No, it's Comrade Major." After Elizabeth said this new awkward title, she breathed a sigh of relief and asked nervously: "Did I use the correct title this time?"
"Not bad, not bad." Sokov nodded and said in an approving tone: "The name you called me this time is completely correct. Remember, when you call the other party's official title in the future, always add "comrade" at the end. Do you understand?"
"Understood, Comrade Major."
The officer of the Ministry of Internal Affairs sitting opposite saw Sokov and Elizabeth talking and laughing, and his eyes almost burst out with fire. His hand unconsciously reached to his waist, put it on the holster of his gun, and prepared it.
He was ready to draw his gun and shoot at Sokov at any time. Fortunately, the political worker sitting next to him noticed his abnormality and quickly held his hand and shook his head slightly at him to signal him not to act rashly.
The officer from the Ministry of Internal Affairs could only sigh secretly when he thought about the secret that the political worker told him when he first got on the plane. He removed his hand from the holster of his gun, raised his head back, leaned against the bulkhead behind him, closed his eyes and began to rest.
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Fortunately, the distance from Sushinich to Moscow was not far. Only half an hour later, the plane landed in the open space in front of the Dimiryazev Agricultural College.
After the plane stopped, the pilot lowered the gangway, and Sokov was the first to get off the plane. A lieutenant colonel walked over from an ambulance parked nearby and asked seriously: "Is this Major Sokov?
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"Yes, Comrade Lieutenant Colonel. I am Major Sokov." Seeing that an officer with a higher rank than himself was asking the question, Sokov quickly raised his hand and saluted him: "I was ordered to escort the injured.
General Rokossovsky, commander of the Army Group, came to the military hospital in Moscow for treatment."
"Comrade Major." The lieutenant colonel returned the salute and continued: "From now on, your mission has been completed, and the remaining matters are left to us to handle." After that, he rushed to the man standing behind him.
Several soldiers waved their hands and ordered, "Go and lift the general off the plane."
Sokov watched several soldiers get on the plane neatly and asked the lieutenant colonel curiously: "Comrade lieutenant colonel, where should I go next?"
"You stay here," the lieutenant colonel said to Sokov, "I think someone will pick you up." After saying that, he nodded to Sokov, turned around and walked away.
After a while, Rokossovsky was lifted off the plane by several soldiers, stuffed into the ambulance that had just arrived, and rushed to the teaching building a few hundred meters away.
As soon as Elizabeth got off the plane, two black cars drove up in front of her, loaded up her, the political staff, and the internal affairs officer, and drove away.
The accompanying staff officer walked up to Sokov and asked in confusion: "Comrade Major, where are we going now? Should we stay in Moscow or return to Sushinich immediately?"
"Wait a minute, Comrade Captain." Sokov turned to the staff and said, "The lieutenant colonel just told me that the superiors will send someone to pick us up. We should wait patiently here."
Fortunately, the two of them didn't wait long before a black car drove over and stopped beside them. Sokov stared at the car parked next to him and thought to himself: Could the people in the car be here?
Will you pick us up?
The back door of the car opened, and a captain officer came out. As soon as he saw Sokov, he immediately smiled and shouted excitedly: "Misha, I'm here to pick you up!"
Sokov couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the other party calling him by his nickname. But after he saw the other party's appearance clearly, he couldn't help but shouted in surprise: "Yakov Dzhugashvili, is that you?"
"Yes, it's me." Yakov took two steps forward and gave Sokov a warm hug: "Good brother, I came specially to pick you up."
This chapter has been completed!