What Shulka didn't know was that he had actually done something to solve the problem, but he didn't know it yet.
The undoing work continued the next day.
The training group and the trainees newly incorporated into the guerrilla army have all returned to the establishment... This part is the easiest to deal with, and they all go home with one order.
All the various documents and telegrams at the headquarters must be sorted, sorted, and then sealed for inspection by the Ministry of Internal Affairs at any time.
This is not bad. Those guerrillas who have been sent out need to arrange connectors, transportation tools, routes, etc. if they want to withdraw. If they are not careful, they will be discovered by the enemy and there will be casualties... The sad thing is that their casualties are not yet known.
Which category.
hero?
Or a deserter?
At this time, Shulka realized that he had simplified the problem before, thinking that as long as it was beneficial to the war, the country, and the troops, any problems would be minor.
"Shulka!" Just when Shulka was in a daze, Major Gavrilov shouted, and then raised his head towards the door.
Shulka turned around and saw that it was two officers from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Captain Bogdan and his assistant.
"Comrade Shulka!" Captain Bogdan strolled into the headquarters, looked at the busy crowd around him, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "It's almost done, right?"
"Yes!" Shulka replied: "The guerrillas that have been sent out are also retreating, but it is impossible to complete the retreat today!"
Captain Bogdan nodded, and then said: "I hope you can understand, Comrade Shulka, we are all serving the motherland and for the benefit of the Soviet Union, but we should look further and wider!"
"Yes, Comrade Captain!" Shulka replied.
At this time, the deputy instructor also put on his military cap and walked up, as if he was worried that there would be any sudden trouble... In fact, if there was any trouble, even the deputy instructor wouldn't be able to stop it.
"Then, that's it!" Captain Bogdan said, "If you have any questions, I will contact you!"
As he spoke, Captain Bogdan shook hands with Shulka and turned to leave.
But he was stopped.
"Wait, Comrade Bogdan!" The person who stopped him was General Kilponos. His face was full of excitement and he was holding a telegram in his hand. He obviously ran down temporarily because the guards were chasing him.
"Any questions, Comrade General?" Bogdan said while saluting General Kilponos.
"Can you read this telegram for me, Comrade Bogdan?" Admiral Kilponos handed the telegram up: "Order from Moscow!"
"Of course!" Although Captain Bogdan didn't understand what General Kirponos meant, he still took the telegram and read it: "Order: The Southwest Front suspends its attack on the east bank of the Dnieper River and consolidates its own defenses.
At the same time, we will do our best to organize, train, and command the guerrillas..."
After reading this, Captain Bogdan already knew what the telegram was about, and couldn't help but look at Admiral Kilponos blankly.
Captain Bogdan looked around awkwardly, and then continued reading: "Command the guerrillas to conduct operations behind enemy lines, and allow the guerrillas to use flexible tactics to attack the Supreme Headquarters of the *** lackeys!"
The office was quiet at first, and then a burst of cheers erupted with a "coax". Major Gavrilov and Major Varenka couldn't help hugging Shulka. Only the deputy instructor stood silent, but he could
It could be seen that he was trying to stay calm.
"Is there no problem now, Comrade Bogdan?" General Kilponos asked.
"No, of course there is no problem!"
"We didn't violate Order 270, did we?"
"Yes of course!"
"We can continue to organize guerrillas, okay?"
"Yes, Comrade General!"
With that said, Captain Bogdan left with his assistant in despair.
"Comrade General!" Shulka squeezed up from the cheering crowd and asked General Kirponos: "I'm not dreaming, why did Moscow suddenly send this telegram..."
"It's not sudden, Shulka!" Admiral Kilponos said: "It's the apples that are ripe!"
Shulka couldn't help but said "Oh", and then slapped his forehead. He almost forgot about it... Yesterday, the guerrillas got a few time bombs mixed in the German supplies and set the time to explode in 20 hours.
It has been 20 hours now.
"Team 5, did they succeed?" Shulka asked.
"Yes!" Admiral Kirponos replied: "They succeeded. The time bomb exploded in the warehouse of Belgorod Railway Station. The chain reaction caused by the explosion blew up almost half of the railway station.
, and a raging fire broke out, burning countless artillery, cars and supplies!"
There was cheering again in the office.
"This is a heavy setback for Army Group South!" General Kilponos continued: "It is also a major victory for our guerrilla operations. After getting this information, I immediately reported the whole thing to Moscow, and then..."
Admiral Kilponos raised the telegram in his hand, and what happened next is all in the telegram.
"You are right, Shulka!" General Kilponos held Shulka's hand with emotion and said, "It should be said that you succeeded. You proved the power of this kind of fighting behind enemy lines.
A few bombs... played a role that our entire Southwest Front could not match. You saved us again, Comrade Shulka, and I thank you on their behalf!"
"This is what I should do, Comrade General!"
Admiral Kilponos nodded, then turned around and shouted to the others: "You heard the contents of the telegram, right? Why are you still standing here? Move up, you fools!"
"Yes, Comrade General!" Major Gavrilov and others responded, and immediately directed his subordinates to move back the documents that had just been sealed, as well as radios, telephones, etc.
This back and forth was a bit of a fool's errand, but they were still happy to do it.
"Comrade Shulka!" When others were not paying attention, the deputy instructor came close to Shulka and asked in a low voice: "Do you have any trouble with Lieutenant Nedikert?"
"Nedikert?" That was a staff officer in the office. Shulka nodded and replied: "Maybe yes, he has a higher military rank than me and was unwilling to obey my orders, so Major Varenka reprimanded him.
A meal...but I don’t think this is a festival, is there any problem?”
"It was him who made the report!" the deputy instructor said.
Then the deputy instructor raised his eyebrows and said: "Leave this matter to me, I like to deal with such things!"