Over the next two days, the nurse delivered three meals to my ward on time. But whenever I have time, I go to the restaurant to visit the old lady and Valoja. Because she had to be on duty in the restaurant, the old lady rarely went home on weekdays, and lived in the duty room in the corner of the restaurant, and Valodya naturally lived with her.

After eating and taking an hour's nap, I got dressed and got out of bed, ready to go back to the dining room to see the old lady and Valoja. It was at this time that I heard hurried footsteps outside. I paused for a moment, and there were at least forty or fifty people who could make such a move.

With a command, the sound of neat footsteps stopped outside my door. Listening to the sudden disappearance of footsteps made my heart beat faster, and at this moment, I even thought that the Ministry of Internal Affairs had sent me to arrest me, after all, I had stopped them from shooting the "German spies" in the subway that day, and they could justifiably arrest me.

I walked to the window first, this is the third floor, about ten meters from the ground, if you jump, you will have to fall to your death and become disabled. It is impossible to escape by jumping out of the window, and it is even more fantastic to rush out of the door. Not to mention that I am unarmed now, even if the Bobosha submachine gun is still around, I still have no chance of winning in the face of dozens of heavily armed fighters of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

The only thing I can do at the moment is to tie my hands and catch it. As long as I hadn't been killed by them on the spot, then I still had a chance to live. As long as Colonel Bezikov had known the news, he would have been able to intercede for me in front of Stalin nine times out of ten, and I would have a chance to get away with it.

I sat honestly on the edge of the bed, waiting for someone outside to break down the door. The hand on the bed trembled uncontrollably because of the nervousness.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no scene of breaking down the door as I expected, and I only heard someone outside talking in a low voice.

I couldn't help but stand up curiously, walked to the door, and gently opened the door to look out. Every few meters in the corridor stood a heavily armed warrior, wearing a blue hat with a large brim. In particular, at the opposite doorway, there was an officer with a briefcase and a pistol on his shoulder, walking up and down the corridor with his hands behind his back.

When I opened the door, it was light, but it alarmed one of the soldiers standing guard opposite, who strode over, pushed the door open, and whispered, "What are you doing?" ”

I was startled by his actions, but luckily I didn't get hit by the door in time. When confronted by him, I replied, "I hear movement outside, let's see what's going on." ”

Without waiting for the soldier to ask again, the officer I had seen just now also walked into the ward, glanced at the soldier, then looked at me, and asked solemnly, "What's going on?" ”

The soldier hurriedly replied: "Report to Comrade Major, I found that this wounded comrade was peeping at the door of the room, so I came to stop her." ”

The major of the Ministry of Internal Affairs took a notebook and a pencil from his briefcase, flipped to a blank page, looked at me and asked coldly: "Your name, position, military rank, when did you start living in this ward?" ”

I looked down at my clothes and saw that I was wearing a hospital gown, not a military uniform, no wonder the major was so tough on me. I pointed to the military coat hanging on the coat rack by the door, and replied angrily: "Comrade Major, please look at that military coat, which is wearing a rank corresponding to my rank." Seeing that the major turned around and carefully checked the rank on the military coat, I said in a mocking tone: "Comrade Major, do you see clearly? I am a lieutenant colonel, you are a major, and according to the regulations you should salute me, and not speak to me with such a bad attitude. ”

My words embarrassed the young major a little, and just then, an interjecting voice relieved him: "This is Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina, don't you know what to say?" ”

Together, we looked in the direction from which the voice came, and Bezikov stood in the doorway with another major from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Then the major looked a little familiar, I looked at it twice, and immediately recognized that he had met Major Zuyev in the subway station, and I wondered what he was doing when he came to the hospital, was he really here to arrest me? But at the sight of Bezikov beside him, my heart was put back in my belly, and with my relationship with the colonel, it is estimated that the people of the Ministry of Internal Affairs will not take me away so easily.

Major Zuyev did not speak to me, but glared fiercely at the major in the room and scolded him in a low voice: "I said Comrade Major, your task today is to protect the safety of the leader, and not to run to Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina's ward to check her identity. Although he said this to the major, I always felt a little bit of a finger scolding Huai in my ears.

The major and the soldiers in the room saluted me, and without saying a word, they left the room and returned to their respective posts.

Seeing the two leaving, Major Zuyev also saluted me, and said in an indifferent tone: "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, we are on a mission, if there is nothing important, please do not leave the ward, otherwise there will be some misunderstanding, which will not be good for everyone." ”

"Zhilu Dao, my comrade major!" Bezkov took the conversation, pushed Zuyev outward, then stepped into the door, and closed the door with his hand.

The door was not completely closed, but the hallway could still be clearly seen through the crack in the door. I quietly asked Bezkov: "Comrade Colonel, why are you here?" ”

"I'm here to deliver orders to you." As he spoke, Bezikov took out a document from the bag he was carrying and handed it to me: "There is an order for you to return to the army immediately." ”

I took the papers, glanced at them casually, and asked, "When do you ask me to leave?" ”

"Ready to go. The car and guards sent by the 8th Guards Division are waiting for you below. Speaking of which, Bezikov struggled to recall the name of the escort, "What is the name of the lieutenant who came to pick you up?" He told me that ,......."

"It's Ramis, right?" I tentatively reminded him.

"Yes, yes, that's the name."

I was secretly relieved to hear that it was Ramis, no wonder I hadn't seen him since I came out of the subway station, it turned out that he had gone back to the front.

"What's going on with the Internal Affairs Forces outside?" I looked through the crack in the door at the two majors standing outside, and asked Bezikov curiously: "What kind of big man is here, there are actually two majors leading the team." ”

Bezikov also looked out through the crack in the door, and replied in a low voice: "Don't you know the way?" Today, Comrade Ustinov, having received permission from Comrade Stalin, came to the hospital to visit Engineer Floning. ”

"Ustinov?" It's a name that is unfamiliar to me, and I've never heard of it: "Who is he?" ”

Listening to my words, Bezikov had an expression of disbelief on his face, "No, you don't even know what he does?" ”

"Well, I may have heard of it, but I can't remember who he is for a while." I hurriedly perfunctory.

"Then you can remember this time," Bezikov told me about the biography of the mysterious leader: "His full name is Dmitry Fedorovich Ustinov, and he currently holds the post of People's Commissar for Weapons and Equipment, where he leads the production of guns and the development of new weapons. ”

After listening to Bezikov's explanation, I got a little impression of this mysterious figure, and guessed that he might be the youngest people's commissar in the movie "The Battle of Moscow", which Stalin called the youngest people's commissar.

As he was talking, a password suddenly came from outside: "All of them, stand up!" ”

I peeked out through the crack in the door, and saw only the backs of a group of warriors, who had cut off Ustinov, who had just come out of the opposite ward, so that I could not see his true face. A crowd of people gathered around the young People's Commissar had just left, and a stretcher carried by four fighters came out of the opposite ward, and although I could not see the patient's face on the stretcher, I immediately guessed that it was Engineer Floning who was lying there.