On the way home, Sokov remembered what happened in the cafe yesterday and quickly said to Yakov: "Yakov, I don't have a document on my body. What should I do if I encounter a patrol inspection when I go out?"
When Yakov heard Sokov say this, he couldn't help but laugh: "Misha, you don't know. Now is a special period. It's a very common thing to walk on the street and be checked for your ID. I guess you've read "Lenin in October". Even our Comrade Lenin has been checked on the street, let alone you."
Seeing Yakov's disapproval, Sokov could only smile bitterly and said, "It's a pity that the person checking the documents is not the patrol team or the police, but the staff of the Ministry of Internal Affairs."
"People from the Ministry of Internal Affairs?" Yakov immediately restrained the smile on his face and asked in a serious tone: "What the hell is going on? How could they check your ID for no reason?"
Sokov said everything about the matter of how he and Tonya went to a coffee shop yesterday to eat. When he entered the door, he met an officer from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. He wanted to check his ID and finally how to get rid of danger. He said to Yakov in detail, and finally said, "Yakov, I don't have any ID on me. If I meet someone who is serious, I might arrest me as a deserter. Look, can I get me some temporary pass or something?"
Yakov pondered for a moment about Sokov's request, then said, "Misha, you make sense. If you walk around Moscow without a document, you can easily be arrested as a deserter or a German spy, I will prepare a temporary pass for you as soon as possible."
The car arrived at the house where Sokov lived and stopped. Sokov politely said to Yakov: "Yakov, go up and sit, have a cup of hot tea before leaving?"
"No," Yakov waved his hand and said, "I have something else to do, so I won't go up. I will send someone to you as soon as possible."
Sokov returned to his home. As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw a note full of words on the ground, which looked like it had been torn off from some notebook. He quickly bent down and picked up the note, and looked in front of him carefully.
The note was that Tonya stuffed it into the crack of the door, which read: "Misha, I didn't see you today. I guess you might have been delayed. I didn't want to take the liberty to disturb you, but suddenly I received a special task. I will join a medical team to go to the front line. It's not clear when I will come back. I left you the hospital's mailing address. Remember to write to me when I have time... Tonya."
After reading the letter, Sokov put it in his pocket in his military uniform, turned around and walked downstairs. He thought to himself as he walked. Judging from the handwriting on the note, Toniya should have written it in advance in the hospital. Unfortunately, she had something important today and missed the opportunity to meet her for nothing.
Sokov came to the hospital and found the clinic that Tonya mentioned. He saw that the door was empty. He walked up and knocked on the door twice. Without any sound from inside, he twisted the door handle with his hand and tried to open the door. But after twisting it twice, the door was not opened, and it seemed that the door had been locked.
A passing nurse saw Sokov standing outside the clinic and quickly reminded him: "I'm sorry, comrade Commander, the doctor in this clinic is not here now. If you want to see a doctor, please go to other clinics."
"Comrade nurse," Sokov asked the nurse quickly: "Do you know where the people in the clinic go?"
The nurse thought about it and then replied: "It should be going to the front line. You also know that due to the shortage of medical staff on the front line, people will be temporarily drawn from the rear from time to time to form a new medical team..."
"Do you know where Tonya went?" Sokov asked anxiously: "When will I be back?"
"I don't know." The nurse shook her head and said, "The place they went is absolutely confidential. I can't tell you when I will come back. It may be a week or two, or a month or more."
Seeing that he could not ask any useful information from the nurse, Sokov couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He asked anxiously: "Where is the dean? The political commissar is..." As soon as he said that, he immediately realized his mistake. This was just a local hospital. The dean did not belong to the military organization. Naturally, there was no political commissar in the hospital. He hurriedly changed his words, "Where is the military representative?"
Seeing Sokov's disobedience, the nurse quickly raised her hand and pointed at her higher hand, and replied in a panic: "Upstairs, the dean and the military representative are in the office on the third floor."
Sokov found the stairs upstairs, walked a few steps up, and then stopped. He thought to himself: "What am I doing? Donniya and I have only met one time. Now, in order to find out her whereabouts, they hurried to find the dean and the military representative. Others thought something big had happened. Forget it, even if they found the dean and the military representative, others would not tell themselves about Donniya's whereabouts. This is a military secret after all."
Thinking of this, he gave up his plan to find the dean and the military representative and turned around and walked downstairs. He met the nurse just now at the stairs. The nurse asked in surprise: "Comrade Commander, have you come down so soon?"
Sokov shook his head and said, "Since you don't even know where Tonya and the others have gone, even if I ask the dean and the military representative, I can't ask any answer." He thanked the other party and then left the hospital with great strides.
Back at home, Sokov lay on the bed, took out Tonya's message note and read it once, put it aside, and began to quietly recall the upcoming Battle of Kharkov.
Twelve days after the large counterattack under Moscow began, the Southwest Strategic Military Commission submitted a report to the headquarters of the Supreme Command, preparing to launch an offensive operation against the German army in the southwest direction. The Southwest Strategic Commander was Marshal Temushingo, the Military Commission was Khrushchev, and the Operations Minister was Major General Baglamyan. According to their vision: the right wing in the south of Moscow, that is, the southwest Strategic Direction assisted Zhukov's western side.
The army launched a counterattack, and at the same time, it launched a separate offensive campaign in the southwest direction, launching an assault on Stalinno, Volnovaha and Mariupol west of Mariupol, liberating the coalfields in Donbas and completely blocking the German hope of the Caucasus. If possible, continue to advance to the lower reaches of the Dnieper River, responding to the attack launched by the Crimean Front, driving the 11th German Army out of Crimea, creating favorable conditions for the liberation of Odessa and Kiev.
Overall, this battle concept coincides with the idea of ​​the Supreme Command headquarters, because it was quickly approved. However, both the maker of the battle plan and the approver ignored one problem: this offensive plan greatly exceeded the Soviet army's ability in the strategic direction of the southwest at this moment.
Yakov told himself that when attending a military meeting chaired by Marshal Temuxine, he should not express any opinions casually, so as not to cause displeasure to the Marshal. After all, this offensive plan was formulated a long time ago and obtained the permission of the Supreme Commander himself. If the tune is opposite, it will be offended not only to Brother Temuxine, but also Stalin.
Chapter completed!