Hearing Turchinov's order, two fighters of the Ministry of Internal Affairs grabbed me by the arm and dragged me out with me. I turned my head to look at Boroda, hoping that he would come out and say a few words, after all, he had been an adjutant to General Meretskov in the Front Command, and if he had told Turchinov, he would have to consult Commander Meretskov before deciding whether to let the secret service take me away. If he said that, it was estimated that there was still room for things to turn around, but at the moment he stood aside with a nervous expression, his body shaking like chaff. As Turchinov passed by him, he deliberately stopped to look at him, and when he saw his frightened expression, he couldn't help but snort contemptuously, waved his hands and quickly caught up with us.

I was stuffed into the back seat of a jeep by two fighters, and then two fighters got into the car and sat on my left and right. Tunchinov sat in the co-pilot's seat, turned his head to look at me, and then ordered the driver: "Drive, go back to the front headquarters." ”

After the car started, I looked out the window and saw quite a few commanders and fighters standing in the distance, pointing at the car I was sitting in. Although I had not been the division commander for a long time, I was confident that I had cultivated some contacts in such a short period of time, so I wishfully thought that as long as the car drove forward, there would be commanders and fighters who had received the news, and spontaneously stood in a neat queue on the side of the road to see me off. Unexpectedly, the car was about to leave the village, and I didn't see the formed troops appear. Even the commanders and fighters who were standing on the side of the road watching the excitement hurriedly hid in the distance when they saw our car approaching them.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but sigh. I knew in my heart that the commanders and fighters were frightened by the purge of the previous years. For them. Military personnel of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. It's as terrifying as death. Not to mention ordinary commanders and fighters, even such a famous figure as Marshal Tukhachevsky did not say that he would kill him, so it is no wonder that Boroda shuddered when he saw me captured.

Just when I was discouraged, I inadvertently looked up and saw two familiar figures in the rearview mirror. I quickly twisted around and leaned on the window glass to look behind me. I saw Vaskov, who was wearing a hospital gown, supported by Ulanova. Running behind the car with a deep foot and a shallow foot.

Because the car was too fast, and Vaskov was injured, after running for a while, the two stopped. After standing still, the two of them raised their hands and saluted in my direction with a standard military salute. Seeing this scene, my nose was sore, and tears couldn't stop sliding down my cheeks. I was afraid that the soldier next to me would see the joke, so I raised my hand to wipe away my tears before turning around again.

Five or six kilometers from the station of the Front Command, the jeep stopped on the side of the road. The soldier to my right opened the car door and got out. When he got out of the car, he quickly turned around, bent down and whispered to me, "Get out of the car." Hurry up. At the same time, he reached in and grabbed my arm and pulled me out. I couldn't stand up on the chair because I was tied behind my back, and the speed of getting up was a little slow, and the warrior sitting on the left got impatient and pushed my back. I glared back at him before I got out of the jeep with the strength of the warrior outside the car.

Turchinov watched everything happen with an expression on his face, and when we all got out of the car, he opened the door and walked out unhurriedly. He looked left and right and commanded the two fighters, "Take her to the interrogation room." With that, he walked straight forward with his hands behind his back.

I looked around, and saw a row of newly built wooden houses in the forest by the roadside, which had quite a few rooms, and soldiers with rifles standing guard at each door, and from such a heavily guarded situation, this was where the Secret Service was holding the prisoners they had captured.

I was escorted by two fighters and was just about to leave, when suddenly I heard the sound of a car's motor on the road. I turned my head to see a truck with a canopy coming from the direction of the Front Headquarters. It drove to a stop not far from the jeep, and then the tarpaulin on the rear of the car was lifted, and two armed soldiers jumped out. When they got out of the car, they put the baffle down and shouted inside: "It's time to get there, everyone get out of the car." ”

As they shouted, more than a dozen lieutenant-level commanders jumped out of the car one after another, and like me, their hands were tied behind their backs. Because it was not too far away, I took a closer look, and they were all fresh faces, and I didn't know any of them, and they should be the commanders of the former 2nd Assault Army captured by the Special Service Section from other divisions.

After the commanders got out of the car, two soldiers with guns jumped out of the car, and at a glance they knew that Lu Dao was also from the secret service, and they, like the soldiers who got out of the car first, were responsible for guarding these arrested commanders. At this time, a second lieutenant came over from the co-pilot and opened the car door and shouted at the four soldiers: "Hey, I said, you guys don't rub it in, hurry up and take them over and lock them up." ”

When the four soldiers received the order, they immediately drove the commanders with their guns to the hut. One of the captains, perhaps wounded, limped when he walked, and walked naturally slowly, and a soldier rushed over and pushed him hard in the back, unceremoniously scolding: "Go fast, don't grind." ”

The captain was so angry by this slap that he stopped and shouted angrily at the soldiers: "Comrade soldiers, I warn you not to push me again. I am a commander of the Red Army, not a traitor. I've fought with the Germans, I've been wounded in battle, and you don't have the right to do this to me. ”

In response to the captain's reprimand, the soldier didn't say a word, raised the butt of his rifle and smashed it hard, smashing the captain to a stagger. He was still unwilling, so he rushed up again, hit the captain in the head with a few rifle butts, and directly smashed the captain to the ground. Just as he was about to continue smashing, the second lieutenant came over and stopped him: "Okay, don't kill him." Then another soldier was summoned to come, and together with the smashing soldier, the captain was carried to the hut with his face covered in blood.

Perhaps I was so engrossed in it that I didn't hear the warriors who escorted me shout a few times. It wasn't until the soldier who had pushed me in the car pushed me again on my back that I knew it was time to follow them to the interrogation room. I didn't dare to deal with the soldier's rude behavior towards me this time, for fear of the same fate as the captain.

Two warriors led me to the southernmost door of the hut. The warrior who pushed me. First, he went up and said hello to the two sentries standing guard at the door. Then he stood in front of the closed door and shouted: "Comrade lieutenant, we have brought people over, can we go in?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Turchinov's voice came from the room: "Bring her in." ”

The warrior agreed, gently pushed the door open, turned sideways to the warrior behind me, and said, "Take her in." ”

The room was small, with a square table in the center, and Turchinov sat at the back of it. Not far behind him was a small rectangular wooden table. At the table sat the famous sergeant, and in front of him lay a thick notebook and a pen in his hand, and I guessed that he must have been a note-taker, who was responsible for recording the interrogation records.

Since there was no place to sit, I had to stand at the table, and the two fighters did not leave the room, but stood behind me.

Turchinov looked up at me and said slowly, "Major Oshanina, we brought you here today. There are a lot of questions to ask you. ”

I know that there is no reason to talk about it on the territory of the Ministry of the Interior. During the Battle of Moscow. After Bezikov and I were captured at the Cheka headquarters in Lubyanka, if it hadn't been for Stalin's phone call, we would have both been dead at gunpoint. So I nodded, and replied in a steady tone: "Lieutenant Turchinov, may I ask." As long as I know the Tao, I will definitely know everything and say everything. ”

Turchinov turned to the sergeant sitting in the back and said, "Sergeant Yalansky, get ready to start recording." ”

Jalansky nodded hurriedly, indicating that everything was ready.

Turchinov turned to me and asked: "Major Oshanina, first of all, I would like to inform you of an important matter: according to the German intelligence intercepted by our Ministry of Internal Affairs, General Vlasov, the former commander of the 2nd Shock Army, had defected to the enemy the day before yesterday, that is, on July 12, embarked on the evil path of betraying the motherland, and became a shameful traitor. Why did Vlasov betray for the sake of Lu? There is only one answer, he is an unprincipled man in the pursuit of fame and fortune. His performance up to this point was a complete disguise to conceal his indifference to his homeland. He participated in GCD just as a ladder to climb up. His performance on the battlefield, such as in Kiev and under Moscow in 1941, showed himself to the detriment of his profession in order to soar to the top. ”

"I received an order from my superiors to purify the ranks and ensure the victory of the Volkhov Front in the new campaign that was about to be launched, and to purge the Vlasov elements hiding in the front as soon as possible. ……”

"Comrade Lieutenant," I heard this, and could not help interrupting him, kindly reminding him: "Vlasov's defection to the enemy is only his personal behavior and has nothing to do with the commander of the vast 2nd Shock Army. Yes, as a former commander of the 2nd Shock Army, I do not deny that there may be unstable Vlasov elements lurking in the ranks. What you should do is to carefully screen the commanders of the former 2nd Assault Army, instead of arresting them all indiscriminately, as is the case now. ……”

Before I could finish speaking, Turchinov slammed the table, stood up and yelled at me: "Enough, we don't need you to teach me how to do things in the Ministry of Internal Affairs!" After he finished venting, he sat down again and asked in a steady tone: "Major Oshanina, let me ask you, what is your relationship with Vlasov?" ”

To his first question, I answered truthfully: "It's just an ordinary superior-subordinate relationship." ”

After listening to my answer, he sneered and said, "Ordinary superior-subordinate relationship?!" If you were a three-year-old, would you be so easily fooled? After our investigation, we found that you first served as an operational staff officer in General Fedyuninsky's 54th Army, and it was only after Vlasov specially applied to his superiors that you were transferred to the 2nd Shock Army. I would like to remind you that you should not take any chances and try to get away with it, you must know that no matter who comes to the territory of our Ministry of Internal Affairs and accepts our interrogation, he will honestly explain his problems. ”

Hearing him say this, I couldn't help but think of a joke circulating on the Internet, saying that archaeologists in the former Soviet Union found a mummy, and it took a long time to find out the age of the mummy. They heard that the KGB headquarters could solve all problems, so they called in a few KGB staff members to help. Several KGB workers were busy all morning, and then came out sweating profusely and excitedly told the archaeologists: "It's clear." 3147 years old. The archaeologist was shocked and asked, "How do you know about the Dao?" The KGB pointed to the mummy and said, "It's simple. He's hired! ”

The Cheka at this time. The personnel of the Ministry of Internal Affairs were the predecessors of the KGB, and in their hands, not to mention ordinary people, even the mummies had to be bent into tricks, which shows how terrible they were, and when I think of this, I can't help but fight a cold war.

It was such a small movement that Turchinov noticed. He asked vigilantly, "Major Oshanina, why are you trembling for this?" Is it because I have seen through your lies and felt fear? ”

I took a deep breath, stabilized my emotions, and replied clearly: "Comrade Lieutenant, if you want to know why Vlasov wants to transfer me to the 2nd Shock Army in person, I think I can tell you. ”

Hearing that I was about to confess, Turchinov excitedly shouted to the sergeant behind him: "Yalansky, prepare for the record!" "Finished shouting. Then he said to me with a smug face, "Say it, Major." You see, if you were as happy as you are now. By saying everything, you can save a lot of trouble. Say, I'll listen. ”

I thought about it, sorted out my thoughts for a while, and then said unhurriedly: "After the start of the defense of Moscow, I first worked in the Western Front under which General Zhukov was the commander, and later I was sent to General Lelyuschenk's 5th Army, General Rokossovsky's 16th Army, General Panfilov's 316th Infantry Division, which later became the 8th Guards Infantry Division. When I was in the Panfilov Division, I once led a unit of the division and participated in a military parade on Red Square. It was on the way back from the parade that I met Vlasov, who had just taken up the post of commander of the newly formed 20th Army and was looking for suitable commanders to replenish his troops. Maybe it was through someone's introduction that he found me. Then we, together with one of the leaders of the Cheka, went to meet with the deputy commander of the army group, who had not yet taken office. ……”

"Wait a minute," Turchinov interrupted me, asking, "Who are you talking about the Cheka leader?" ”

"Comrade Klochkov."

Turchinov turned his head and told Yalansky: "Sgt., write it down. Then he turned to me and said, "Major, go on." Who are you going to see this deputy commander of the group army who has not yet taken office? ”

"It was a Chinese comrade who had come to Moscow to recuperate from his wounds, and the post of deputy commander of the 20th Army he held was personally appointed by Comrade Stalin."

Hearing me mention Stalin, the corners of Turchinov's mouth twitched, and he surprisingly did not interrupt me, and asked me what the name of the Chinese comrade was, and I was able to continue with a smooth voice: "After meeting the deputy commander, I returned to the Panfilov division and continued to serve as a liaison officer between the Front and the division. It was only after the death of General Panfilov in battle that I was ordered to act as the first division commander after the division was reorganized into the 8th Guards Division. ”

Hearing this, Turchinov sneered and said in a mocking tone: "You are acting as the commander of the 378th Division, which is a low-ranking and high-ranking position, so what is the rank when you represent the Eighth Guards Division, won't you be a captain?!" ”

As soon as his words came out, the people in the room burst into laughter.

"I was a lieutenant colonel." I ignored their cynicism and continued to follow my own line of thought: "Before the start of the major counteroffensive, my 8th Guards Division was assigned to Vlasov's 20th Army. Thanks to Comrade Stalin's appreciation, I was personally promoted by him to the rank of major general and appointed chief of staff of the 20th Army. ”

As soon as these words came out, the sneer on Turchinov's face disappeared, and the sergeant and soldier who had been laughing just now also obediently closed their mouths, and in the room, except for the sound of me talking, only the heavy breathing of a few people could be heard. I quickened my speech, so as not to be interrupted by them later: "After I took the post of chief of staff of the army group, I participated in the great counteroffensive under the city of Moscow with Vlasov. Perhaps it was at that time that he recognized my abilities, so that after his transfer to the post of commander of the 2nd Shock Army, an application was made to Comrade Stalin for the transfer of me from General Fedyuninsky's 54th Army to his troops. After arriving at the 2nd Shock Army, I did not stay in the headquarters, but went to the division of Colonel Anchufeev and took the post of commander of an infantry battalion, and since then, for only a few months, I have not seen Vlasov, I have not called, I do not know anything about him. ”

At this point, I felt that I had almost said what I needed to say, and in order to avoid the situation of saying too much and losing it, I took the initiative to stop. When Turchinov saw that I didn't say anything, he asked in surprise: "Why didn't you say anything?" ”

"I've said everything I have to say. I just want to tell you one thing, although I have been a subordinate of Vlasov for a long time, I am definitely not the Vlasov you are talking about. ”

After listening to my words, Turchinov lowered his head and thought for a moment, then waved at the fighters standing behind me and ordered them: "You two take Major Oshanina down." ”

"Comrade Lieutenant," said the soldier who had pushed me, stepping up and whispering to him, "where shall we keep her?" ”

Turchinov looked at me and replied: "Hold her with those captured by the 378th Division." ”

"Yes!" The warrior agreed, turned around and pushed me out.

"Wait a minute," Turchinov called to him, and told him to untie her rope. ”

When the rope was untied, I rubbed my wrist that had been strangled red, and said politely to Turchinov: "Thank you!" Then he followed the two fighters out of the interrogation room.

The two soldiers escorted me to the door of a room not far away, and said to the sentry guarding the door: "I said, we are ordered by the chief of the secret service to lock this major here, you should open the door quickly." ”

The sentry looked at us, untied the key from his waist, unlocked the lock that hung on the door, pushed the door open, and said coldly to me, "Go in." ”

As soon as I stepped into the room, the door was closed by the sentry, and then I heard the sound of a padlock.

I stood in the doorway for a moment, quickly adjusting to the light in the room, and saw that there was no furniture in the room, and that there were a dozen people huddled together and squatting on the ground. When they saw someone being locked in, they all cast concerned glances.

When they saw clearly that it was me who was imprisoned, they all stood up in an uproar, rushed towards me, and asked with concern: "Comrade Division Commander, it turned out to be you!" Why are you locked up by them? (To be continued......)