The battle on the west bank of the Wopi River lasted for two days, and as the Germans sent more troops to press up, the Soviet troops who crossed the river to counterattack finally could not support it, so they had to take advantage of the night to retreat to the east of the river. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Lidyukov and the other two division commanders stood in front of Rokossovsky, they bowed their heads in embarrassment and said in shame: "I'm sorry, Comrade Commander, we failed to live up to your expectations. On the west bank of the Wopi River, we fought fiercely with the enemy for three days, and not only did we not recover the areas occupied by the enemy, but we paid great sacrifices. ”

"Comrade Colonel, you are wrong." Rokossovsky put his hands on his shoulders and said approvingly: "Your three divisions fought stubbornly with the enemy when their strength and technical equipment were inferior to the German army, and they did not have air supremacy. The success of annihilating one of the German regimental headquarters and the elimination of four battalions of troops is remarkable. ”

"But, Comrade Commander." Lidyukov looked up at Rokossovsky, still reproaching himself: "When our three divisions crossed the river, there were still 25,000 people, but when they withdrew to the east of the river, only more than 11,000 people remained. This achievement is insignificant compared to our enormous casualties. ”

"Colonel Lidyukov," Lobachev, who was standing next to him, came over and said to Lidyukov with a smile: "In order to defend our great Motherland, no matter how great the price is, no one will think that it is not worth it." The troops we lost in battle, I want it not long before they will be replenished by their superiors. The three of you should go back and rest first, and by the way, summarize the lessons learned in this battle. ”

After the three division commanders raised their hands and saluted, they turned around and walked out. Lidyukov walked to the door, suddenly stopped, then turned around and walked in front of Rokossovsky, cautiously asked: "Comrade commander, don't you know that there is a field hospital nearby?" ”

"Our field hospital is in Vyazma." After answering his question casually, Rokossovsky asked rhetorically: "Comrade Colonel, you asked what the field hospital was doing, did your troops have wounded people who continue to treat them?" ”

Lidyukov nodded and replied, "Yes, the commander of my regiment, Major Sakhno, while leading his troops across the river, was shelled by the enemy, and the troops suffered many casualties, and he himself was seriously wounded. The military doctor in the division was helpless about his injuries and recommended that he be sent back to Moscow for treatment as soon as possible. ”

"It's more than 600 kilometers from here to Moscow, and when I go back to the bump, I don't think Major Sakhno will be able to do it." When Rokossovsky said this, he turned his head to look at Lobachev and asked: "Comrade Military Commissar, where are the German medical personnel who were captured by us a few days ago?" ”

"Do you mean the German medic major Bazel?" After listening to Lobachev, he asked politely.

"Yes, yes, that's them." Rokossovsky nodded repeatedly, and at the same time looked nervously at Lobachev, afraid that he would say that he had sent the captured medical staff to the rear.

"In the forest, we set up a simple medical station." Lobachev looked at Lidyukov with his eyes and said: "The medical staff inside who are responsible for treating the wounded are the ones who were captured by you a few days ago. ”

Hearing Lobachev say this, Lidyukov couldn't help but say worriedly: "Is it appropriate to let the enemy come and treat our wounded?" What if they secretly do evil, so that we do not die on the operating table without sacrificing the wounded on the battlefield? ”

"Comrade Colonel, you are worrying too much." Lobachev smiled and said to Lidyukov: "Among these medical workers, there are quite a few people who are friendly to us. In addition, those who have a hostile attitude have also changed their attitude towards our army after our patient education. As for the individual diehards who do not have access to oil and salt, we have all sent them to the prisoner of war camps in the rear to be reformed. As for the medical staff working here, I trust their medical ethics and they will never do the kind of thing you fear. ”

"All right, Comrade Military Commissar." Rokossovsky, fearing that Lobachev would talk incessantly, interrupted him and reminded him: "Major Sakhno's injuries are not light, they cannot be delayed any longer, and they should be treated as soon as possible." ”

Lobachev heard Rokossovsky say this, and immediately came back to his senses, so he pulled Lidyukov and walked outside. As he walked, he said: "Comrade Commander is right to remind that we should immediately send Major Sakhno for treatment, it may be too late." ”

By the time Lobachev and Lidyukov arrived at the medical post with a stretcher carrying Major Sakhno, a tired Bazel was walking unsteadily out of a tent.

Seeing Bazel's appearance, Lobachev hurriedly asked with concern: "Mr. Medic, what's wrong with you?" ”

Bazel smiled bitterly at him and said, "I've had five surgeries in a row today, and I'm a little too tired. It's okay, I'll just rest for a while. As he spoke, he caught a glimpse of the stretcher following Lobachev, and quickly leaned over and asked nervously, "How did the wounded get hurt?" ”

"It's a shrapnel wound." Lidyukov stepped forward, took the initiative to explain the situation, and at the same time greeted Bazel politely: "Mr. Major, we meet again, what a coincidence. ”

Bazel did not recognize the commander in front of him, the one who had sent him here. At this moment, his eyes were only on the wounded man lying on the stretcher, and he ordered the soldier carrying the stretcher in a stern tone: "Hurry up and bring it in!" After saying that, he leaned sideways and lifted the curtain, and when the stretcher went in, he also went in.

Seeing the curtain that had been lowered again on the tent, Lidyukov still asked uneasily: "Comrade Military Commissar, is it really okay to hand over Major Sakhno to him?" ”

In response to Lidyukov's concern, Lobachev smiled bitterly: "Comrade Colonel, it's hard to say about this. I believe that Major Bazel will do his best, and as to whether Major Sakhno's life can be saved, I can only leave it to fate. ”

Despite Bazel's medical skills, it took him more than an hour to remove all the shrapnel from Sakhno's body. But when Bazel asked his assistant to stitch up the wound, he staggered to the door of the tent, wanting to breathe fresh air and rest for a while.

As soon as he came out of the tent, Lobachev and Lidyukov, who were originally sitting on a fallen tree near the tent, immediately threw away the cigarette butts in their hands, walked quickly to meet them, and asked with concern: "Bazel, how is the situation?" ”

Bazel tried to squeeze out a smile at the two of them and said, "Don't worry, the shrapnel on his body has been removed." If you are sent to a military hospital in the rear to recuperate for a period of time, you will be able to regain your health. ”

Lidyukov was just about to express his gratitude to Bazel when a loud noise was heard in the distance. He turned his head to look in the direction where the voice came from, and saw a dozen male and female warriors huddling around a stretcher and quickly approaching this direction.

The soldiers on duty nearby hurriedly stepped forward to stop them, but the soldiers around the stretcher wanted to force their way through, and a fierce dispute broke out between the two sides.

"What the hell is going on?" Lobachev saw that the wounded were coming, but he was stopped by the fighters on duty, and the expression on his face became ugly. He walked briskly over there, trying to figure out what was going on.

As soon as he walked a few steps, he suddenly heard someone in the crowd opposite shouting to him: "Comrade Military Commissar, Comrade Military Commissar." I'm Borisova! ”

Hearing that it was Borisova, Lobachev hurriedly quickened his pace. He came to the place where the conflict took place and said loudly: "Quiet, quiet, everyone be quiet." When everyone had stopped arguing and were standing still, he continued, "Don't you know that this is a medical station, and here are the wounded, and they need absolute silence?" ”

"Comrade Military Commissar." Borisova, dressed in civilian military clothes and wearing a steel helmet, squeezed out of the crowd, and when she came to Lobachev's side, she said anxiously: "Comrade Military Commissar, we have a female soldier here who was seriously wounded in battle and needs immediate medical treatment......

Bazel, who didn't know when he came with him, heard that there were wounded people who needed to be treated, and immediately regained his energetic appearance, he waved at the soldier carrying the stretcher, and said loudly: "Stop talking nonsense, bring it in quickly." ”

The fighters who stopped in front of the stretcher turned their heads to look at Lobachev, waiting for his order. Lobachev looked at the soldier who was blocking in front of the stretcher, then at Borisova who was standing in front of him, and asked angrily: "Comrade Borisova, what is going on, how did this female warrior get injured?" ”

"Comrade Military Commissar," Borisova said with tears in her voice, "her injuries are very serious, and it may not work if it drags on any longer, you let the doctor operate on her first, and I will explain the whole thing to you in detail." ”

Hearing what Borisova said, Lobachev nodded to the fighters on duty and motioned for them to pass on stretchers. After receiving Lobachev's permission, the fighters immediately flashed to the side, let the fighters carrying the stretchers pass, and carried the wounded female soldiers into the tent where the operation was performed.

A group of people gathered around the tent, all staring nervously at the tent with the curtain hanging low, and no one spoke.

Lobachev walked up to Borisova and asked her in a low voice: "Comrade Borisova, you should be able to tell me by now what is going on, right?" ”

Borisova nodded, turned around and called a male sergeant with a full beard in front of him, and said to him: "Sergeant Vaskov, it is up to you to tell the comrade military commissar what happened." ”

If Rokossovsky had been here, he would have recognized at a glance that the sergeant standing in front of Lobachev was Lukin's guard whom he had met in Shepetovka.

Vaskov took off the steel helmet on his head, wiped a handful of sweat, and reported to Lobachev: "Report to Comrade Military Commissar, we are the anti-aircraft machine gun platoon responsible for guarding the station. The female soldier who was lying inside for surgery was named Lida, and she was the squad leader under me. ”

Hearing this, Lobachev nodded, and casually asked: "Comrade Sergeant, how did she get hurt?" If I'm not mistaken, it seems that the Germans didn't bomb the direction of the station today, right? ”

"She wasn't injured in the bombing." With tears in his eyes, Vaskov said: "But in the battle to stop the enemy, he was unfortunately wounded by shrapnel from the enemy's grenades." ”

"Hold off the enemy? Wounded by shrapnel from a grenade? Hearing Vaskov say this, Lobachev couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked curiously: "I want to know, where are you blocking the enemy, and what kind of enemy are you blocking?" ”

The fighters who stopped in front of the stretcher turned their heads to look at Lobachev, waiting for his order. Lobachev looked at the soldier who was blocking in front of the stretcher, then at Borisova who was standing in front of him, and asked angrily: "Comrade Borisova, what is going on, how did this female warrior get injured?" ”

"Comrade Military Commissar," Borisova said with tears in her voice, "her injuries are very serious, and it may not work if it drags on any longer, you let the doctor operate on her first, and I will explain the whole thing to you in detail." ”

Hearing what Borisova said, Lobachev nodded to the fighters on duty and motioned for them to pass on stretchers. After receiving Lobachev's permission, the fighters immediately flashed to the side, let the fighters carrying the stretchers pass, and carried the wounded female soldiers into the tent where the operation was performed.

A group of people gathered around the tent, all staring nervously at the tent with the curtain hanging low, and no one spoke.

Lobachev walked up to Borisova and asked her in a low voice: "Comrade Borisova, you should be able to tell me by now what is going on, right?" ”

Borisova nodded, turned around and called a male sergeant with a full beard in front of him, and said to him: "Sergeant Vaskov, it is up to you to tell the comrade military commissar what happened." ”

If Rokossovsky had been here, he would have recognized at a glance that the sergeant standing in front of Lobachev was Lukin's guard whom he had met in Shepetovka.

Vaskov took off the steel helmet on his head, wiped a handful of sweat, and reported to Lobachev: "Report to Comrade Military Commissar, we are the anti-aircraft machine gun platoon responsible for guarding the station. The female soldier who was lying inside for surgery was named Lida, and she was the squad leader under me. ”

Hearing this, Lobachev nodded, and casually asked: "Comrade Sergeant, how did she get hurt?" If I'm not mistaken, it seems that the Germans didn't bomb the direction of the station today, right? ”

"She wasn't injured in the bombing." With tears in his eyes, Vaskov said: "But in the battle to stop the enemy, he was unfortunately wounded by shrapnel from the enemy's grenades." ”

"Hold off the enemy? Wounded by shrapnel from a grenade? Hearing Vaskov say this, Lobachev couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked curiously: "I want to know, where are you blocking the enemy, and what kind of enemy are you blocking?" (To be continued.) )