Sokov brought the guard platoon and took the captured cooks back to the command center. As soon as he entered the door, Sokov ordered Samoilov: "Lieutenant, go and bring the two warehouse managers here."
Soon, two warehouse managers were taken to the command center. The two thought they were brought here today to shoot them. They were so scared that they knelt in front of Sokov and begged for mercy: "Comrade Commander, please don't shoot us. Give us another chance, we will definitely make meritorious contributions."
"Who said I would shoot you?" Sokov said to two scared Kuguans and said, "I asked someone to bring you here today to make you those who have committed crimes and have made meritorious service."
When the two Kuguans heard that they would not be shot, they hurriedly got up from the ground, stood in front of Sokov with his hands down and listened to what he was going to say behind him.
"I called you here today, just to let you identify whether the people who assigned you tasks are in the house." Sokov said, and waved to the two of them: "Let's start."
The eyes of the two Cuguans swept across every soldier indoors. When they saw the tall cook, they swept away because he was wearing the warrior's clothes. But soon they realized something was wrong and turned their eyes back to him. After a brief surprise, they both pointed at the cook at the same time: "It's him."
"Are you sure you didn't admit your mistake?" Sokov looked at Miakotin and Makmutov standing next to him, and deliberately asked the two Kuguan managers: "If you admit your mistake, you should know what the consequences are."
"I know, I know." The two Kuguan nodded vigorously like a chicken pecking at rice. "We will never admit our mistakes, it is him. There is a black mole on the tip of his right ear."
When Samoilov heard this, he hurried over and checked it carefully, and then loudly reported to Sokov: "Report to the teacher, there is indeed a black mole on the tip of his right ear."
"Okay, bring these two warehouse managers down."
After Miakojing and other soldiers took away two kuma managers, they asked in confusion: "Comrade Commander, I want to ask, what mistake did this cook in my division make?"
"Comrade Colonel, I'll explain it to you." Witkov interrupted and said, "The night before yesterday, the enemy attacked General Zhukov's hotel. Do you know about this?"
"I heard it." Miakotin nodded and replied, "But what does this matter have to do with my cook?"
"The German officers and soldiers who attacked the hotel were all wearing our uniforms. These uniforms were provided by the two Kuguans who had just been taken away." Witkov looked at Miakotin and asked, "But Comrade Colonel, do you know who gave them the order to prepare our uniforms for the Germans?"
When Miakotin heard Vitkov's question, he couldn't help but feel moved: "Can it be my cook?"
"That's right." Witkov nodded and continued, "In order to avoid revealing his identity, he deliberately changed into a captain's uniform. Yesterday I called you specifically to check for people who meet their characteristics in the troops. Why didn't you find him by your side?"
Faced with Vitkov's questioning, Miakotin replied in embarrassment: "Comrade Chief of Staff, you said in your notice that you should find a tall soldier with a lame body. He is indeed a tall man, but he cannot walk... "
Before Miakotin finished speaking, Mahmutov leaned into his ear and whispered: "Comrade Commander, I forgot to tell you that the cook soldier's foot was scalded by boiling water a few days ago, so he limped while walking."
When Miakotin heard his political commissar say this, he had nothing to say. He said to Sokov and Vetkov with a flushed face: "I'm sorry, Comrade Commander and Comrade Chief of Staff, it's because my work is not meticulous, and even the enemy is hidden by us. It almost caused a big mistake. Please criticize me."
"And I," since Miako Kyoto took the initiative to admit his mistake to Sokov and the others, Makmutov, the political commissar, could not stand by and not express his opinions. He quickly said: "I have long noticed that he was limping, but he did not report this matter to the division commander immediately, and as a result, he was spared, and I can't stand it."
"Okay, okay, you all have the responsibility for this matter. Be careful next time." Sokov didn't want to punish any important commander before the war came, so he was ready to turn things into small matters. He said to the two: "I will interrogate this lurking enemy next. Should you stay and listen, or go back to your own troops?"
"I want to stay and listen." Miakotin just admitted his mistake to Sokov, how could he leave like this? He wanted to stay here and listen and find out whether there are other lurking enemies in his troops.
"Since you have seen through it, I will tell the truth." Seeing that his identity was revealed, the cook no longer concealed it, but said truthfully: "I was originally from the 16th Army and was captured in the Battle of Viazima. Later, the Germans went to the prisoner-of-war camp to recruit volunteers and said they could survive. I was confused for a moment and joined their Eastern camp.
When the Germans attacked Stalingrad, they sent a large number of people like me to the city because of the setback. I thought I would be incorporated into the infantry division, but I unexpectedly entered the artillery division and became a cook."
After figuring out the other party's origin, Sokov asked again: "Then tell me, how did you learn that General Zhukov came to Lugansk and formulate a plan to assassinate him?"
"The incident of General Zhukov in Luhansk has long been no secret in the army. In order to boost morale, political workers even publicize on different occasions, so that everyone knows that as long as there is Zhukov, they will soon launch an attack on the German army, thus playing a role in gathering the morale and boosting morale.
After we passed the news about Zhukov in Luhansk through the radio station to the Germans. The Germans called back and said that they were preparing to send an airborne unit into Luhansk and asked us to cooperate actively. I thought that if they were wearing Soviet uniforms, it would definitely be helpful to their actions, so I contacted my accomplices working in the clothing warehouse and asked them to prepare their uniforms."
"How did you hand over this batch of military uniforms to those German paratroopers?" Sokov continued to ask.
"We have a contact point in the north of the city. After the two warehouse managers got their military uniforms, they would send their things to the contact point. Since there were no people living near the contact point, German paratroopers gathered there and were not easily discovered."
"Where is your contact point?" Sokov remembered Sivakov and told himself that the tracked German paratroopers disappeared from the north of the city. It seemed that they were hiding in this contact point at that time. He picked up a map of the city and handed it to the cook: "Sign it to me!"