Leviagin looked left and right, and saw that except for Captain Lomov who was standing at the door, the rest of the room were relatively familiar commanders, so he leaned close to my ear and whispered: "Comrade division commander, the captain who has been talking non-stop just now is named Yushchenko, who was sent to my division by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. ”

It turned out to be from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, no wonder it was so arrogant. However, when I heard the word "Ministry of Internal Affairs", I couldn't help but shiver. Immediately I remembered the scene where Bezikov and I escaped death, and the second lieutenant who tried to shoot all the traversers in the subway. It seems that my idea of letting him become a sergeant after the battle is a bit too merciful, and I should send him directly to the most dangerous front-line troops to charge. Of course, if he can die honorably, this should be a happy ending for everyone.

Although I was terrified of the Ministry of Internal Affairs in my heart, and I hated it so much, I could only express my stomach full of complaints, and on the surface, I had to pretend that I had nothing to do, and said lightly: "Oh, it turned out to be from the Ministry of Internal Affairs." ”

Seeing that my expression was as usual, Leviagin didn't say anything more, beckoned everyone to sit down, and ordered Captain Lomov, who was still standing at the door: "Hey, I said Comrade Captain, as the master of the command post, shouldn't you invite the commanders sitting here to have tea?" ”

With a smile on his face, Lomov replied: "Comrade General, it has been prepared for a long time. Can it be served? ”

"Yes, bring it up!" As soon as Leviakin's words were finished, Lomov opened the curtain and shouted two words from the outside. It didn't take much effort, and a few fighters walked in with trays carrying teapots and crystal cups with cup holders.

Sitting in the warm command post, drinking steaming black tea and eating exquisite pastries with a group of commanders, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "People are just different." is also a soldier, an ordinary soldier blowing cold wind in the icy and snowy forest, and they are about to turn into frozen meat; The commander, on the other hand, sat in the room and ate and drank, and if it wasn't for the imminent start of war, someone might have offered to drink two glasses. It turned out that in the Soviet army, there was no such thing as equality of officers and soldiers. ”

I had planned to wait until half past ten before I set off to the front to direct the troops to attack. But while I was in this room, I did not feel cold, although I ate and drank, but I felt restless, so just after nine o'clock I beckoned Chistyakov, Lieutenant Colonel Mlakintsev, and Commissar Slavkin, who were going to join the battle, to set out together.

After a few kilometers of road, although it was already covered with snow, the skill of the driver Grissa, coupled with the excellent off-road performance of the jeep, it only took ten minutes for us to arrive at the departure and lurking point of the troops.

Upon learning of our arrival, General Katukov climbed out of his tank and came out of his place to meet us. When shaking hands with me, he said with some concern: "Comrade Division Commander, the current situation is a little bad!" ”

Hearing him say this, I was startled and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" Comrade General! Has there been another change in the deployment of the enemy's forces? ”

"It's not that there is any change in the enemy's situation," Katukov hurriedly denied, he pointed to the woods next to him and said: "The weather is too cold, and although our fighters have thick winter clothes, they are also cold enough." If they were allowed to stay here for another two hours, it would be estimated that there would be a lot of frostbite, leading to unnecessary combat attrition. ”

I looked in the direction of his finger, and the warriors gathered there were almost all wrapped in their coats, stomping their feet in place with their weapons in hand to maintain their body temperature. Seeing this scene, I once again realized that I was a crappy commander, making thousands of soldiers endure the freezing cold for hours in the icy forest. And judging from the current situation, Katukov is very reasonable, if it continues to freeze like this, by the time the battle starts, I don't know how many fighters in the road have already frozen.

I looked around and saw Chistyakov, Lieutenant Colonel Mlakintsev and Commissar Slavkin standing right behind me. I took a deep breath, made up my mind, and decided to attack early. I resolutely said to everyone: "Comrade commanders, the situation has changed now. Because the weather is cold, it is not conducive to the continued lurking of our army, so I plan to launch an attack on Sun Hill City in advance, do you have any objections? ”

The four of them replied to me in unison, "No!" ”

"That's good!" Seeing that everyone agreed, I gave an order to Katukov: "Comrade General, please go and launch the tanks first, and in ten minutes, the assault will officially begin." ”

"Yes!" Katukov saluted and turned to leave.

"Colonel Chistyakov," I gave another order to Chistyakov as I watched Katukov get into the tank: "You quickly rush to the regiment, gather your battalion and company commanders, and prepare everyone for the attack." ”

Chistyakov excitedly agreed, saluted and ran away.

I looked back at Lieutenant Colonel Mlagintsev and Commissar Slavkin behind me, turned to face them and said, "Comrade commanders, your regiment will be the last to attack. Now, you accompany me to find out where the telecommunications are, and we may have to stay there for a while. ”

"Yes!"