Natasha already knew the location of the Military Hotel very well. She had a wonderful impression of this place during the last dinner, or in other words, she had a wonderful impression of the large piece of fried beef.
When she arrived at the military hotel in a low-key manner, she had already changed her clothes.
This military hotel in Perm is naturally not one that ordinary citizens would patronize. Because it is a building inherited from the Tsarist Russian era, its appearance is heavy and gorgeous. The iron fence walls and guard booths built later gave the place a more atmospheric atmosphere.
A bit serious.
Natasha showed her ID and walked into the main entrance without any obstruction. After a few turns, she entered the hotel's large restaurant.
The room was really warm. She took off her velvet hat and showed off her beautiful blond hair. She dressed up a little. Although she didn't have any foundation or lipstick, she washed her face well before leaving.
The current image is really fresh and refined.
In comparison, the trio of officers with their legs crossed around a dining table in the hall seemed quite rude and casual.
"Ah! It's Natasha, you're finally here." Balzen saw the belated girl and waved.
Natasha was naturally very happy, but the three of them were still puffing away, making herself a little unhappy.
After all, they are all men. Is it not normal for men to smoke? What's more, they are all senior officers. They can easily control their nervousness on the battlefield if they smoke a few cigarettes.
Natasha knew this very well, but she was not willing to try tobacco. She simply hated the smoke.
She couldn't refuse the smell of gunpowder smoke on the battlefield, but now, she could refuse second-hand smoke.
Seeing the girl approaching with a smile on her face, the trio quickly put out their cigarettes. In fact, Balzen and others had already formed a habit. Natasha and Besica both needed special treatment, and even the general would not do it in front of them.
Smoking also shows more concern.
No, when the girl arrived, Balzen asked with concern: "Why are you here alone? I thought that Doctorov would also come with him. I heard that he really wanted to meet our General Berekov."
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"No." Natasha gathered her woolen coat. It was originally worn by Balzen, who was relatively tall. Due to Natasha's narrow shoulders, it still looked too loose for her.
She moved a leather chair and sat down gracefully, looked at her comrades and uncles with a smile, and continued: "I don't want to bother those people, they are very busy. Besides, today is only for our old comrades, I
I don’t want too many outsiders to get involved.”
"Haha. It's not surprising that you have always regarded yourself as a soldier of the 284th Division." Yevgeny smiled, "but your current identity is a student of the No. 1 Middle School."
"Yeah, but I'm still a student. Uncle Yevgeny, I still have my military officer's ID card! Well, there are other things."
Since the temperature in the room was not low, Natasha felt obvious heat after sitting for a while. The military wool coat she was wearing was too warm, so she unbuttoned it, revealing the military uniform underneath.
She put her coat on the stool, then stood up and deliberately saluted the three division commanders as a soldier.
Out of reverence for the honor of the military, the three of them also stood up and saluted the girl.
As a result, there were four soldiers standing around a dining table. They were all dressed in neat military uniforms, and each of them had more or less medals hanging on their chests.
Any Soviet citizen can see that these are soldiers who have made great contributions to the alliance. Among them is the "big gold star" Natasha hangs!
At present, the highest medal of honor that a Soviet soldier can pursue is this "Big Gold Star". Looking at it, the eyes of the three of them were really shining, which made Natasha feel extremely embarrassed for a while.
"That's enough, don't look at me anymore." Natasha sat down quickly and then asked: "Did I come early? Where is the general? Didn't he arrive today?"
"Maybe the road conditions are bad. I guess he has already got off the train. You know the snow on the road. We can't expect the special car to pick him up to go fast."
"Okay." Natasha shrugged, and after a while, a waiter brought hot black tea to Natasha.
She thanked her, took another sip of black tea, and instantly felt the sweetness of the tea.
"Oops! What did they put in the black tea? Honey?!"
"Yes." Yevgeny said with a smile, "You are a major officer, how can the treatment given to you be bad?"
"That's true." Natasha smiled, "I wonder how the general will be treated when he comes."
"Of course it's the best." Yevgeny stood up and said, "Do you know why we are still sitting here? Because they are still setting up a separate small banquet hall. My dear, you are lucky. You can have a big meal today.
Paused."
"Ah! What a good thing."
Natasha didn't want to show off her delicious food in front of her three old comrades, but it was human nature to eat hot and spicy food. She tried hard to stay calm, but she was thinking about the hot fried beef all the time, so much so that she
She kept swallowing. She temporarily imagined lunch as another fried beef dinner, but the actual situation was even better.
The number of people waiting became four, and they did not wait any longer after all.
The much-anticipated Belekov, Yang Mingzhi from the East, finally arrived at the military hotel in a special car.
The vigilant four people saw a small winch convoy arriving through the window. Needless to say, the person who came must be the general. They stood up and rushed towards the restaurant door.
On the other hand, Yang Mingzhi already knew that his comrades had made preparations in advance. He had already thought about what to say when he met with his three old subordinates. Unexpectedly, he had just stepped on the snow with one foot and was still carrying on.
When he was sitting on the seat in the car, he could immediately see Natasha standing next to Balzen.
"Hehe? This girl has actually gained a lot of weight."
Yang Mingzhi really knew Natasha very well. This girl's thoughts were actually quite simple. After all, if the war hadn't forced her to become stronger, she would have just wanted to live an ordinary life.
During the farewell in Moscow, Natasha had gone through a long and hard battle, which had consumed too much of her energy, and she had become quite thin. Even after two weeks of rest after the war, her face still showed
A little sick.
What now? She has obviously gained some weight, and her skinny face has become round and flushed. Because she has been smiling confidently, and paired with the military uniform she is wearing, her whole person has become particularly heroic.
Yang Mingzhi had just recovered from the battle, and his old subordinates came over quickly. But what about Natasha, who had been rescued and cultivated by him? After all, she was just a seventeen-year-old child, with that kind of Belarusian enthusiasm and generosity, and she was happy.
She jumped over excitedly, as if she was really jumping towards her blood uncle.
Of course, in Natasha's view, this "Uncle Belekov" has done too many good things for herself.
Natasha's performance clearly showed that she had found her relatives. Just making a phone call could make her cry. Now that she saw her relatives, she cried with excitement.
"That's enough! My dear, you are a soldier, not a weak woman."
Yang Mingzhi pushed her away gently and suddenly ordered: "Natasha, stand at attention!"
For a moment, the girl who was still crying was like a robot, executing military orders first. She straightened her body and stood upright. Yang Mingzhi was very satisfied with this quick response.
"salute!"
After giving the order, Yang Mingzhi saluted the girl he cultivated. In response, Natasha also saluted the standard military salute. It was not just her, after all, the general had already packed his luggage. As old subordinates, the trio also saluted with pure
Welcome your general in a military manner.
This is the way soldiers greet each other. Dobrov and Kalashnikov who were accompanying them were very happy to see it. Especially the young Kalashnikov, who was a tank soldier who had been on the battlefield before, and his tank was penetrated by the tank.
Only after being injured did I start my current job.
It was during that battlefield experience that Kalashnikov couldn't help but stand in awe when he saw that the general and the other four men were all recipients of multiple medals.
After all, Kaiser is very knowledgeable. Apart from the brightest gold star, the Order of Lenin, the Order of the Red Banner and the Order of the Patriotic War, he knows very well.
For example, Kaiser himself was awarded a Patriotic War Medal First Class and a Moscow Defender Badge after he was discharged from the hospital. Now he also wears the medal on his heart to prove to everyone he meets that he was once
heroic.
Kaspersky particularly noticed the blonde girl with her hair in a bun. He was carrying a sack in his hand, which contained a tin can full of cosmetics. It was a gift to a girl. The girl must be the wearer.
The beautiful girl with the medal of gold star must be Speroskina.
Because he had been on the battlefield and met many important people, Kaspersky was very suitable for the situation in front of him.
In comparison, Dobrov is much more reserved. What’s even more interesting is, which boy wouldn’t want to take a few more glances at a pretty girl? Today, Natasha was dressed up handsomely, but she just acted like a girl next door.
girl.
In fact, Dobrov is only four years older than Natasha, not to mention that Slavic women often reach the age of fifteen, and at first glance they no longer look much different from adults.
Dobroff, who had rarely communicated with young girls, suddenly panicked, but his reason made him understand that the girl had already been engaged, and he, her, and these division commanders who had won many medals, he and they were afraid.
In this life, today's dinner party is the only point of intersection, and I'm afraid that's all it will take for the rest of my life.
"General, you are finally here." Balzen lowered his arms and said happily.
"Well, your situation is very good, I'm very pleased."
"General, maybe we should go inside and have a chat."
"It's okay, it's cold outside after all." Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but raise his head and glance at the simple marble decoration of the hotel. "It really has a sense of history."
At this point, the escort work of Andreev and his entourage has come to an end, and Yang Mingzhi will not stay in Perm for too long.
Yang Mingzhi was lucky enough to have a special train on this trip. The train turned into a ramp at the Perm Passenger Station and finally parked quietly. The railway workers took the time to check the condition of the train as usual, the driver fired the stove, and other few train work
Because the passengers were doing business in Perm, they were happy to have a day off.
Especially the stokers and drivers, they are the most overworked people in this team and the working environment is quite bad. They can take this opportunity to wash off the cinders on their bodies in the staff bathhouse of the train station.
Yang Mingzhi was in a very happy mood, and Natasha, who was dressed quite beautifully, insisted on following him.
A group of people entered the warm large restaurant. Yang Mingzhi brought a bench casually and everyone gathered together.
It’s really late for everyone to meet each other. Although it’s a bit inappropriate, Yang Mingzhi is here to chat with everyone first.
What were they talking about? The three newly promoted division commanders couldn't wait to introduce their current situation to their old superiors. They couldn't help bragging that the new infantry division they were ordered to lead was inheriting the mantle of the 284th Guards Division.
The three of them had huge self-confidence. In front of Yang Mingzhi, they claimed on the spot that in the new battle, their respective infantry divisions would be able to achieve results no less than those of the 284th Division.
Confidence is a good thing. Overconfidence makes Yang Mingzhi a little disgusted. But if you think about it carefully, the largest force the three of them commanded in the past year was a regiment-level force of 2,000 people. Now let them command 10,000 people.
This opportunity for meritorious service also faces many challenges.
They talked endlessly, often interrupting each other. Their Russian was very fast, and each of them was really eloquent.
Yang Mingzhi frowned and took out his ears, and suddenly said: "Pause! We have plenty of time to talk about military matters."
Yang Mingzhi's words carry a lot of weight, even though he himself is younger than these three. In the swamp, because everyone adheres to the "ability-based" principle, no one looks down upon the thirty-year-old general. On the contrary,
It's because of the lack of the general's whimsical ideas that he feels a little confused when commanding and fighting.
The hall returned to silence.
Yang Mingzhi continued: "I will stay in Perm for one day this time, and I will continue my return trip tomorrow morning. Today I just want to have a good chat with you, talk about current life, reminisce about the past, and have a very special
The important point..." Yang Mingzhi tensed his face and looked at the three newly promoted commanders, "Listen! You have all received the latest order, and I can't help but you also know what it may mean."
Yang Mingzhi looked at his surroundings with vigilance and saw only a few middle-aged waiters in suits carrying plates. He still said in a low voice: "If there is to be a large-scale military operation in the future, your three troops must be responsible for the main attack."
, you have to bear heavy offensive pressure, and you can also gain significant military exploits. Regarding this matter, I need to have a good chat with you. Although I am not your superior now, I think you also need my advice very much."
Suddenly, the atmosphere became serious. Balzen, who was originally smiling, had an old face. He estimated that the general knew that there was something more complicated behind the order. The calm Yevgeny even believed that the general knew some major military secrets.
The general would not disclose it directly, at most it would just be a reflection. The general's advice would only be given to his trusted old subordinates, and he would never mention it to others.