Due to the critical situation at the front, the military chiefs of the army group headquarters were busy directing troops to re-attack the town of Maklaki, so Lobachev was the only one who went to Moscow to visit Rokossovsky. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Lobachev, who was in a light car with only one guard, rode in a jeep from the headquarters and marched towards Moscow along the road that had just begun to thaw.

Although the road had just thawed and was still muddy and difficult to walk, there were still groups of men and horses approaching along the way, with infantry in two columns on the roadside, and military trucks or tanks full of supplies in the middle of the road.

Seeing the troops rushing to the front, Lobachev's face showed a long-lost smile, and he thought to himself that if the 16th Army were replenished with another 10,000 men, no, even if it was only 5,000 men, it would be possible to launch a new offensive against the Germans and drive them far away from the areas they were now occupying.

When the jeep stopped on the side of the road to make way for the marching column, the guard sitting in the passenger seat looked up at the sky and said to Lobachev worriedly: "Comrade Military Commissar, will our troops be attacked by the Luftwaffe when they march in broad daylight?" ”

Lobachev looked at the endless stream of troops on the road and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the German planes are no longer visible in the sky near Moscow, they have long been driven away by our heroic air force." ”

"We have so many troops," said the guard, looking out of the window, with a smile on his face, "so many men and so much equipment, enough for the Germans." Speaking of this, he turned his head and asked Lobachev, who was sitting in the back row, "Comrade Military Commissar, do you say that when the commander is discharged from the hospital, will he still have the opportunity to command us to destroy the German devils?" ”

"Comrade warrior," Lobachev said to him solemnly, looking at the guards sitting in the front row, "although we have achieved certain results in the great counteroffensive under the city of Moscow, it is still a long way to go to drive the enemy out of our territory, and the enemy will definitely not be reconciled to their defeat and will definitely carry out a frantic counterattack." ”

After Lobachev said this, seeing that there were no vehicles on the road in front of him for the time being, he ordered the driver to continue driving.

After more than five hours of bumpy driving, the mud-splattered jeep finally drove into the city of Moscow. When the driver was approaching an intersection, he slowed down and, after quickly turning his head to look at Lobachev, turned back and continued driving, while asking: "Comrade Military Commissar, shall we go to the hospital now?" ”

"Of course, of course we're going to the hospital." Lobachev did not know why the driver asked this, so he asked strangely: "If we don't go to the hospital, where can we go?" ”

"That's right, Comrade Military Commissar." The driver, who was beating a drum in his heart, said cautiously: "We will keep moving forward, and we will soon reach the military hospital where the commander is hospitalized." But if you turn left, you can go to the Leningrad district first. ”

Hearing the driver mention the Leningrad district, Lobachev was stunned for a moment, and then remembered who he could find here. He originally wanted to ask the driver how he knew about such a secret thing, but he was soon relieved, because the driver who was driving had picked up Borisova many times, as long as he was not blind and deaf, it would be strange if he didn't know about Rokossovsky's scandal.

While Lobachev was thinking about it, he saw the traffic policeman standing in the middle of the road directing traffic, looked left and right, and walked straight towards his jeep, which had slowed down, and decisively ordered the driver: "Go to the Leningrad District Soviet." ”

The driver happily agreed, slammed the steering wheel, made a sharp turn at the intersection, and drove quickly in the direction of the Leningrad district, leaving only the confused traffic policeman standing in the middle of the road in a daze.

Lobachev guessed from the driver's familiarity with the road that the other party must have been here many times, otherwise how could he have come to the door of the district Soviet without even asking about the road?

The driver parked the car at the door, turned his head to Lobachev, who was sitting in the back seat, and smiled and said: "Comrade Military Commissar, this is it." Once inside the building, the first door on the left is where you are looking. ”

Lobachev nodded, pushed the door and got out of the car. I walked into the building as instructed by the driver and turned into the first room. When he entered, he found that it was a reception room, and the benches against the wall were full of men and women who had come to run errands. A beautiful female secretary sat beside the two closed black leather-wrapped doors, and when she saw a political worker with a guard walking in, she quickly got up from her seat and asked politely: "Comrade soldier, is there anything I can do for you?" ”

Lobachev walked up to the female secretary, nodded at her, and then said with a smile: "I have an urgent matter to see Comrade Borisova, can you inform me?" ”

Without waiting for the female secretary to speak, an old lady sitting by the wall stood up and shouted at Lobachev angrily: "Hey, comrade commander, how can you cut the queue casually, let's go to the back and obediently line up!" ”

"Old lady," the guards standing in the back hurriedly came out to relieve Lobachev: "We have urgent business to see Comrade Borisova. Seeing the old lady's angry face, he hurriedly added, "We just came back from the front." ”

His last words immediately silenced the people who were waiting for Borisova's reception, and even the old lady returned to her seat, believing in her heart that these two servicemen, who had just returned from the front, were more qualified to meet Comrade Borisova first than herself.

"I'm sorry, Comrade Commander." The female secretary said to Lobachev with an apologetic face: "Comrade Borisova is discussing production with several directors of the factory, and I cannot see you for the time being. ”

"No, I have to see her now." Lobachev ignored the female secretary's obstruction, walked quickly to the black leather-wrapped door, and pushed him away with all his might.

As soon as the door opened, he could see inside. At the door was a long conference table, flanked by men in cotton coats, arguing fiercely with Borisova, who was sitting in the middle. Seeing someone suddenly break in, the whole room suddenly fell silent.

The female secretary stood beside Lobachev and said apologetically at Borisova: "I'm sorry, Comrade Borisova, I couldn't stop them. ”

"There's nothing to do here, you can go out first." Borisova waved her hand at the female secretary, and then said to the factory directors sitting on either side: "Okay, comrades factory directors, this is the end of today's meeting, and the district soviets will have an overall arrangement for the power supply of each plant." ”

Just as everyone left the room, a middle-aged man with round-framed eyes approached Borisova and said with some unwillingness: "Comrade Borisova, you must know that our factory produces military products, if there is not enough electricity, let alone overfulfilling the task, even the task assigned by the superior cannot be completed, so you must give priority to ensuring the power supply of our factory......

"Okay, okay, I know everything." Borisova didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking, then pushed him outside, and at the same time said: "I will make a reasonable distribution according to the specific situation." ”

Lobachev saw that all the people in the meeting were gone, so he glanced at the guards who followed him and told him to wait outside. The sensible guard immediately withdrew from the room, closed the door casually, and stood at the door as if he were a god, lest an uninteresting person break in and interrupt the conversation between the military commissar and Borisova.

Borisova poured a cup of tea, walked up to Lobachev with her hand, and asked curiously: "Comrade Military Commissar, why did you come to Moscow?" ”

"I'll come and see you," Lobachev, who was sitting at the conference table, looked at Borisova and said in a friendly manner: "If you have time, I would also like to invite you to visit Comrade Rokossovsky." ”

When Borisova heard Rokossovsky's name, she couldn't help but be stunned. But after a moment, she pretended to be calm and said: "Comrade Military Commissar, I admit that I have a good impression of General Rokossovsky, but that is a thing of the past, please don't mention it again." I'm very busy at work, so if you don't have anything important, please leave. ”

Hearing that Borisova coldly gave her an expulsion order, Lobachev stood up and said angrily: "Don't you even want to see Rokossovsky for the last time?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud bang was heard, and the teacup that Borisova was holding fell to the ground and shattered, and the hot tea splashed on his legs. At this moment, he saw Borisova falling straight backwards, and quickly reached out to help her, so that she would not fall to the ground.

Borisova reflexively hugged Lobachev, howled and cried, and kept saying: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, if I hadn't ignored him, maybe this unfortunate thing wouldn't have happened." ”

Lobachev gently patted her on the back and comforted her: "Comrade Borisova, don't be sad, Rokossovsky is not dead. ”

"What, Koschika isn't dead yet?" Hearing Lobachev say this, Borisova suddenly came to her senses, she broke free from Lobachev's embrace, took a step back, wiped the tears on her face and stared at each other with wide eyes, and asked in surprise: "Comrade Military Commissar, what did you just say, Koschyka is not dead, I heard it right?" ”

"Yes, Comrade Borisova, I didn't come here to send you any death notice, Rokossovsky is not dead." Lobachev smiled and said to Borisova, whose face was stained with tears: "The other day the Germans shelled the headquarters, he was unfortunately seriously injured and was rushed to a military hospital in Moscow for rescue. As far as I know, he is out of danger. ”

"Comrade Military Commissar, do you know which military hospital he is in?" As soon as Borisova waited for Lobachev to finish speaking, she couldn't wait to ask: "Can you take me to see him?" ”

"No problem, Comrade Borisova." Lobachev thought that it would take a lot of effort to convince Borisova, but who knew that after the other party knew that Rokossovsky was injured, he actually offered to visit him in the hospital, so he said casually: "As long as you have time, we can go to the hospital at any time." ”

"I can get out of here whenever I have time." Borisova hurriedly said: "Comrade Military Commissar, hurry up and take me to Koschyka!" ”