Seeing that there was no war at night, Sokov walked straight to the camping bed at the foot of the wall and was about to lie down and rest for a while. As he was sitting on the bed and was pulling his boots, he suddenly heard Cidolin say, "Comrade Commander, I almost forgot to tell you something. Lieutenant Grissa is awake!"
"What, Grissa wakes up?!" Sidorin's words made Sokov jump directly from the camp bed. After Grissa's surgery, he was in a coma and showed no sign of waking up. Sokov sometimes even thought pessimistically, it seemed that his injuries were too serious and the chances of survival were not high. He heard that Grissa woke up at this moment, and he seemed particularly nervous: "Chief of Staff, is this true?"
Cidolin nodded slightly: "Yes, he has woken up. Asia knew that you were concerned about Greesa's safety, so she called the division headquarters as soon as possible."
"Asia called the division headquarters." As soon as Sidolin mentioned Asia, Sokov seemed a little guilty: "Didn't she ask me where I went?"
"Don't worry, comrade of the division commander." Sidorin grinned and comforted Sokov: "I told her that you are inspecting the troops and may not be able to visit Lieutenant Grissa in a short period of time."
Seeing that Sidolin was covering up for himself, Sokov was full of gratitude for him. He walked out of the house and said, "Comrade Chief of Staff, I will leave this to you. I will go to the health team to see Lieutenant Grissa."
"Go and go," said Cydolin reasonably: "By the way to Asia, report your whereabouts. Don't let it go, otherwise she should worry about your safety again."
Sokov came to the health team with a tough bullet. After meeting a health officer, he immediately grabbed the other party and asked, "Where is Lieutenant Grissa's ward? Take me over quickly."
Therefore, the sanitary worker who became a little exhausted after working for a long time was suddenly pulled by someone and said impatiently: "Who are you looking for? Please go to the military doctor's office to ask, I..." As soon as she said halfway through her words, she recognized that the person she was talking to was the division commander. She quickly changed her words and said, "I'm sorry, comrade in the division commander, I don't know it's you. I will take you to Lieutenant Grissa's ward."
"Comrade Health," Sokov asked embarrassedly on his way to Grissa's ward: "Do you know where Asia is?"
Everyone in the health team knew about Sokov's relationship with Asia. When the health staff heard Sokov's question, they hurriedly replied: "Comrade Commander, many wounded people were sent from outside during the day. Asia kept trying to get in the operating room, which made her exhausted. After dark, she went back to her dormitory to rest." After reporting on Asia's situation, the health staff asked tentatively, "Do you need me to call her?"
"No need," Hearing that Asia was resting, Sokov was unwilling to disturb her in this situation, he refused the health officer's kindness: "Since she is exhausted, let her have a good rest." His purpose for this trip was to visit Grissa who had woken up. As for Asia, it would be best to see it. If she didn't see it, there would be nothing great.
Under the leadership of the sanitary staff, Sokov came to the door of a separate ward. It was a coincidence that the ward was next to the ward where he was recuperating. When he walked into the ward, Sokov saw Greissa lying on a simple ward with his eyes closed. A wooden shelf stood beside the bed with a glass bottle hanging on it. The medicine liquid in the bottle was flowing into Greissa's body drop by drop.
Seeing Sokov staring at the infusion bottle in a daze, the sanitary officer quickly explained: "Comrade Commander, Lieutenant Grissa has woken up today, but his injuries are very serious and the wounds are still likely to be infected, so anti-inflammatory must be continued."
Sokov knew in his heart that although he had mastered the penicillin refining technology, it would take at least a year to wait for this anti-inflammatory drug to be widely used. The anti-inflammatory drug used by the health team for Grissa should be disulfide, which has significantly worse effect, but has particularly great side effects.
"Comrade Health Officer," Sokov turned his head and said politely to the health officer: "I want to stay alone with Lieutenant Grissa for a while, and you can continue to work on your work."
As soon as he sent the sanitation officer away, Sokov heard a faint voice: "Comrade Commander, is it you?"
Sokov heard someone talking behind him, and quickly turned his head to look at him. Grissa, who was lying on the hospital bed, had opened his eyes and was looking at him with eyes fixedly. He quickly squatted down beside the hospital bed and asked with concern: "Lieutenant Grissa, how do you feel now?"
Grissa said intermittently, "It hurts, it hurts all over. Also, I feel like I have no strength at all, and I can't even lift my fingers."
"Don't worry, Lieutenant Grissa." Sokov quickly comforted the other party and said, "Your injuries have begun to improve. At most, your strength will be recovered in two days."
"If that's the case, it would be better." Grissa tried hard to squeeze a smile on his face, and said with some guilt: "Comrade Teacher, I'm sorry, I've let you down."
"It's okay, Lieutenant Grissa." This time Grissa was unable to go to the enemy's backbone to carry out missions because he was injured. Sokov felt very regretful, but he still said generously: "Just worry about recuperating. When your injury heals, I have more and more important tasks to you to complete."
"Comrade of the Division," Grissa felt particularly guilty about his inability to perform tasks. He was still eager to understand who took over and went to the enemy's back: "I want to ask, who did you send to the enemy's back and perform tasks?"
"The ninth company commander Lieutenant Guchakov and Lieutenant Samoilov, the third platoon leader of the guards." Seeing that Grissa was so concerned about who took over his mission, Sokov did not hide it, but replied truthfully: "They used rockets to attack the Gumlak Station occupied by the Germans two days ago, destroying a large amount of military supplies, thus attacking the barricade factory and the Derzhinsky factory. Therefore, the materials were insufficient and they had to slow down the offense."
"They did a pretty job." Grissa said with praise, and suddenly became silent. After a long time, he murmured: "Comrade instructor, I want to ask you a question."
"Tell me, Lieutenant Grissa." When Grissa said he had a question, Sokov said rationally: "As long as I can answer, I will satisfy your curiosity."
"I want to ask, why did you send Lieutenant Samoilov in this operation?" Grissa asked cautiously: "Are you going to let him monitor Lieutenant Guchakov?"
Grissa's words made Sokov stunned, because more than one person had asked him this. He hesitated for a moment and asked back, "Lieutenant Grissa, how could you have this kind of thought? Do you think I would send someone I don't trust to perform such an important task?"
After Sokov finished speaking, Grissa waved his head slightly and said with difficulty: "Comrade Commander, I don't think you don't believe in your subordinates, but if you arrange for Lieutenant Samoilov to participate in the mission, it will make everyone feel an illusion. After all, Lieutenant Guchakov used to come from the Ministry of Internal Affairs before, but Lieutenant Guchakov had two captives, which will inevitably arouse everyone's suspicion."
"It seems that I am inappropriate in this matter." Sokov said to himself in his heart: "It's a difficult situation now. Samoilov has sent him. You can't withdraw him at this time, right? If he really does this, he may have some bad associations."
"Comrade Commander," Grissa changed the topic in time to avoid embarrassing Sokov: "This time I have a feeling..."
Sokov knew that the political commissar Grissa was Berkin, the leader of the current reduction regiment, and he asked quickly: "What do you feel like? Let's talk about it!"
"We may need a company to defend the same position, and can also minimize casualties. And friendly forces," said Grissa, pausing for a moment, and then continued: "Even if there is a battalion, or even more troops, it is difficult to block the enemy's attack.
"I want to ask, what's going on? Is our combat power too strong, or is the combat power of friendly forces too weak?"
"Lt. Grissa, you should first figure out that most of the commanders and fighters in the reduction regiment have rich combat experience, and they know better how to save themselves on the battlefield. As for friendly forces, many of them are newly formed troops, and some new recruits are directly pulled to the battlefield before they even undergo systematic military training." Sokov said: "One side is a army dominated by veterans, and the other side is a new army of all new recruits. It goes without saying which one has stronger combat power."
Just as Sokov was about to continue to express some of his views, he suddenly heard someone calling him: "Misa!"
Hearing the familiar voice, he turned instinctively and saw his wife Asia standing at the door with a tired look on his face. He quickly stood up, walked to Asia, reached out to grab her arm, and asked softly: "Asia, you have been busy all day, why don't you sleep for a while?"
"I want to sleep a little longer, but in ten minutes, it will be my turn to be on duty." Asia opened her mouth and yawned, and continued, "I just happened to hear that you came here to visit Lieutenant Grissa, and I'm here." Without waiting for Sokov to speak, she added, "Lieutenant Grissa has just woken up and is still weak. You can't say too much. You should come and visit him again the other day."
Sokov didn't expect that Asia had just appeared and issued an order to expel him. The other party's reasons were particularly sufficient. Even if he wanted to refute, he could not help. There was no way, so he could only turn his head and look at Grissa lying on the hospital bed, and said a little embarrassedly: "Lieutenant Grissa, you should recuperate well, and I'll come to see you again the next day."
After Sokov finished speaking, Asia pulled his arm and dragged him to the empty ward next door, and asked with displeasure: "Misha, I'll ask you, where have you been in the daytime? Why were you not in the division headquarters when I called you?"
Thinking of what Sidolin had just reminded him, Sokov replied shamelessly: "Asia, didn't the Chief of Staff tell you that I'm going to inspect the troops!"
"I want to know, where did you go to inspect the troops?" Asia asked tightly, "Is it to the Red October Factory or the old city in the south of the city?"
Seeing Asia guessed where he might be, Sokov could only say with a shameless face: "It's all our division's defense zones, aren't it the same wherever we go to inspect?"
"You are the commander of the division, and the command position is in the division headquarters, but you may lose your life at any time." Asia's eyes turned red when she saw that her guess was confirmed, "Do you really have the heart to let me be a widow?"
Asia's words shocked Sokov. For the first time, he realized that in this era, he was no longer alone, and there was a relative who cared for and loved him around him. He really could not be as willful as before, and ran around all day like a small company commander.
"Asia," Sokov opened his arms and hugged Asia in his arms, and said apologetically to her: "I promise you that you will not run out casually in the future, so as not to worry about my safety."
"How many times have you promised me," Asia lowered her head and said in a low voice: "But every time you turn around, you will quietly take a few people to the most dangerous place."
"Don't worry, Asia." In order to relieve Asia, Sokov felt the necessary sweet words were still necessary: ​​"I am serious this time, and I promise you that if it were not for the superiors ordering me to leave, I would never leave Mamayev's side. How about it, you will feel at ease now, right?"
Asia gently pushed Sokov away, took a step back, and said, "Okay, Misha, you don't have to make such meaningless guarantees for me anymore. I know your personality very well. Once you encounter a critical situation in a certain location, you will definitely run over without any effort and have long left your promise to me behind."
Seeing that Asia had seen through her true intentions, Sokov raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, and said embarrassedly: "Asia, you are right. Sometimes I really can't help myself..."
"Okay, stop talking. I understand your difficulties." Asia interrupted Sokov's later words: "All your words and deeds are staring at thousands of pairs of eyes. If the soldiers find that their division commanders are hiding in the command center all day, they will become estranged from you. You can still go wherever you should go, just like before. But you have to promise me that you must pay more attention to your safety."
Chapter completed!