Still far away, Sokov saw Chief of Staff Malining, walking back and forth outside the commander's department with his hands behind his back, looking anxious, and he raised his hand to look at the time from time to time. As soon as he saw Sokov coming, he urged: "I said Major Sokov, why are you so slow? Comrade Commander has been waiting for you for a long time."
This time, Malining took Sokov directly to the door of the small room, opened the door, and said to him: "Get in."
When he saw the door, Sokov saw Yakov sitting facing the door, with no bandage on his face, and he couldn't help but be surprised. When he entered the door, he unexpectedly found that Malining had followed in, and began to mutter in his heart: "Did Rokosovsky tell Malining about Yakov?"
"Misha, you are here!" Just as Sokov was making random guesses in his heart, Rokosovsky, who was sitting next to Yakov, said, "I have told the Chief of Staff about Yakov. He will personally send Yakov back to Moscow tomorrow. I called you here because there are some things to explain to you."
Hearing Rokosovsky say this, Sokov immediately thought to himself: The commander must have kept this matter confidential and must not be disclosed. He immediately expressed his opinion: "Comrade Commander, please rest assured, I will never remind anyone about Yakov's affairs."
"It is absolutely necessary to keep this matter confidential. But judging from the situation where you handle this matter, your confidentiality work is done very well." Rokosovsky smiled and looked at Malining with a smile: "I even hid our Chief of Staff."
Malining grinned and said to Rokosovsky: "Yes, I saw him coming to you with a bandage on his face and asked him specifically, but he kept silent. If you hadn't told me about this, I would still be kept in the dark by him."
Rokosovsky continued to say to Sokov: "Misha, Comrade Stalin has agreed to the plan you proposed. At the right time, we will announce to the public that Yakov was injured in the battle in Smolensk, rescued by the local collective farm workers, and hid in a hidden place to recover. Now that his injuries have been healed, he quietly passed through the enemy's defense line and returned to our position. All the news about his capture in the German newspapers is a complete rumor."
"Yes, comrade Commander, you are right." Sokov, after Rokosovsky finished speaking, nodded in agreement: "The German newspapers are full of lies. They are trying to use this to attack the morale of our army. But as Yakov returned to Moscow due to his injury, their rumors were self-defeating."
Seeing that Sokov understood his intention, Rokosovsky nodded again, stood up and walked to him, put his hands on his shoulder and said, "I wanted you to complete the mission of sending Yakov back to Moscow. After all, you personally rescued him from the prisoner-of-war camp. But no, your defense zone is too far from Smolensk, so when we promote it, we can only say that Yakov encountered a team of our guerrillas in the forest and returned to the Army Command smoothly. I hope you can understand our difficulties!"
"Comrade Commander, I understand this very well." Sokov replied calmly: "For the sake of the overall situation, I am willing to be an unknown hero in rescuing Yakov."
"Don't worry, Misha." Rokosovsky slapped Sokov's shoulder twice and said to him: "We will never forget your credit. After consultation with Comrade Stalin, I decided to award you a Red Flag Order."
When Sokov learned that the camp could receive a collective Red Flag Medal, he was delighted and said that with this medal, the number of the troops would become "Istria Camp, which won the Red Flag Medal". If the commanders and soldiers in the camp heard the news, they would be very proud.
Seeing Sokov's joy, Rokosovsky added: "When we publish the message, we can only claim to commend your surprise attack on the German transit station, but not because of the successful rescue of Yakov. Do you understand if I do this?"
"I understand, understand." Sokov, after Rokosovsky finished speaking, he nodded quickly: "It is only when attacking the German transit station and achieving huge results, he has the opportunity to obtain the collective Red Flag Medal."
Rokosovsky was very satisfied with Sokov's cleverness. He took a step back and asked behind his back, "Misha, you can ask me any requests you have."
Sokov remembered that before he came here, he heard Berkin mention that Chernesov planned to draw two companies from his battalion to strengthen the defense of the right wing of the group army. He had always wanted to mention Rokosovsky, but he never found an opportunity. Now that the opportunity has come, he naturally would not let it go easily: "Comrade Commander, I heard that the division commander planned to draw two companies from our battalion to strengthen the defense of the junction with friendly forces."
After Sokov finished speaking, Rokosovsky turned his head and looked at Malining and asked in surprise: "Is there anything wrong with this? Why don't I know at all?"
"Yes, Comrade Commander." Malining nodded quickly and said with certainty: "Cerneshov said that the troops in the division were limited, so he was ready to transfer troops from the nameless highlands, because he believed that there would be no large-scale battle in that direction in the short term."
"Isn't this a nonsense?" Rokosovsky said dissatisfied after hearing this: "Although the number of people in the Istrian camp is large, they are responsible for a separate direction. If two companies are transferred and they are attacked by the enemy, can the remaining troops resist? Go and call Chernesov immediately and ask him to cancel the original order."
Malining nodded, got up, pushed open the door and walked out.
Seeing that Rokosovsky agreed to his request and no longer dispatched troops from him, Sokov felt relieved. He paused for a moment and said again: "Comrade Commander, I have another request!"
"There are still requests?" Hearing Sokov say this, Rokosovsky couldn't help but frowned slightly and said unhappily: "If you have any requests, just say it."
"That's right, comrade Commander." Seeing that Rokosovsky was a little unhappy, Sokov quickly explained to him: "There are no anti-tank weapons in our battalion, and our soldiers can only hold cluster grenades and die with the rushing tanks."
"I get it." Rokosovsky walked to the table, leaned down, wrote a few lines on a piece of paper, and then came over and handed it to Sokov: "I will give you twenty anti-tank rifles and supporting ammunition, and you can immediately go to the warehouse to collect these supplies."
Chapter completed!