Burning Moscow

　　 After hearing the call, the person who answered the phone said: "Comrade Major, please wait a moment, I will immediately notify the general." Then I heard the sound of the microphone gently resting on the table and the sound of hurried footsteps fading away.

　　 Not long after, there was a rush of footsteps in the microphone, as if several people walked into the room at the same time. Then a familiar voice came from the microphone: "Major Oshanina, hello! I'm political commissar Hijin."

　　 I straightened up quickly and said hello to him: "Hello! Comrade political comrade."

　　 "I heard that you have something important to report to General Shilov?"

　　 "Yes, Comrade Political Commissar. A very important matter is related to the safety of the ice transportation line." I don't know why Shilov didn't answer the phone, so I asked cautiously: "Is General Shilov here?"

"It's not a coincidence, Comrade Major. The general received a call from the front headquarters ten minutes ago and rushed to attend an important meeting. He probably won't be back in a short time. If there is anything important, you can tell me the same. When he comes back, I will tell him again."

　　 Hearing that General Shilov is not here, I can't help but feel a little disappointed. However, Political Commissar Xijin is also one of the persons in charge of the ice transportation line, and the effect of reporting to him is the same, so I opened the door and said: "Comrade Political Commissar, I have a plan to strengthen night air defense. I want to report to you and Comrade General. "

"This is really great. Today, the general and I are worrying about this. The headquarters just recruited the general to the meeting just because of this." Higgin's voice sounded a little excited, but he immediately gave me I took a shot: "But I remind you, Comrade Major, it is unrealistic to ask the front army to send you additional air defense units, or to provide you with equipment such as searchlights and flares."

Hearing what he said, I immediately replied with confidence: "Please rest assured, the political commissar. The air defense plan I proposed does not need to increase manpower, and second, it does not need to increase any technical equipment. It can be completed only on the basis of current conditions." As soon as the words came out, not only was there no sound in the microphone, but Kirianova and Orlova in front of me also looked surprised.

　　 When Kirianova opened her mouth to say something, Higgin’s voice came from the microphone again: "Talk about it!"

I waved to Kirianova and signaled her not to speak, and then said to Hijin: "Comrade Political Commissar, the reason for the heavy losses of our army’s transportation team last night was mainly because of the heavy losses of many car engines during the night transportation. The noise masked the sound of the enemy’s aircraft engines from far and near. Therefore, the enemy aircraft can easily spot the lights of our transport vehicles at night as the target of attack. When the driver of the transport team hears the sound of the enemy aircraft, the enemy aircraft The plane has been strafing and bombing above the convoy, so the loss is inevitable."

　　 "What you said makes sense!" Higgin immediately affirmed my statement, "Go on, what do you think we should take to prevent it?"

"In order to ensure the smooth flow of the ice transportation line and reduce unnecessary casualties and material losses. I suggest setting up air defense posts on the ice transportation line. That is, one or two soldiers will be sent every one kilometer to watch the sky and keep them away from the road. In this way, it will not be disturbed by the sound of cars. As soon as the sound of the enemy aircraft is heard, the gun will be fired in the air, and the gunfire will be used to inform the transportation convoy of our army. After the driver hears the gunfire, he immediately takes air defense measures, that is, shut down the car. Light or stop by the side of the road and wait for the enemy plane to pass before continuing...."

　　 As soon as I said this, there was a loud bang from the microphone, as if someone slapped the table with his hand, which shocked me. I don't know if I said something wrong, so I stopped quickly and waited quietly for the other party's reply. After a while, Higgin's voice changed a little excitedly from the microphone: "Great! Great! Major Oshanina, you are great! Your suggestion is very good, I will call right away. General Shilov reports."

Putting aside the phone, I habitually wiped my forehead and wiped the non-existent sweat. I couldn't help but say: I didn’t think I would hand the Volunteer Army to the US Army to the Soviet Army to deal with the German Army, but this is also the case. There is no way, if this night air defense problem is not resolved, my own life will be hard to save.

As soon as I looked up, I saw Kirianova and Orlova standing in front of me dumbfounded, and hurriedly stretched out her hands and shook them in front of them, and shouted: "Hey, you two what's happenin?"

　　 Hearing my voice, the two of them woke up from the state of loss of soul. Kirianova grabbed my hand and shook it vigorously and said, "Lida, it's not easy for you to come up with such a wonderful way. I used to think you could be a general, but by luck, Now I know that you are really capable."

"Okay, okay, don't be idiots here." I patted her on the shoulder with the free hand. "I guess political commissar Xijin reported my suggestions to www.wuxiaspot.com. ~At the latest this evening, the air defense post on the ice transportation line will be set up. You and Orlova should go to the company to arrange for the air defense post."

　　 "Okay." She let go of my hand, and after saluting me with Orlova, she turned and walked out. Walking to the door of the tent, she suddenly stopped, turned and asked me: "Lida, what do you mean to be a nympho?"

　　 Her question stopped me. Although this word is used quite frequently in later generations, it should still belong to a coined word nowadays. When I was considering how to answer her, a rough male voice came from outside the tent: "Excuse me, is Major Oshanina from the high artillery camp?"

　　 Who will be looking for me? I didn't answer Kirianova's question, but walked past her out of the tent, wanting to see what happened. Two male soldiers stood outside the tent. Because the collars of their military coats were open, it was easy to see the ranks: a lieutenant colonel and a second lieutenant. I know the second lieutenant, the one who commanded the soldiers to push the truck just now.

　　 I walked up to the lieutenant colonel, stood at attention and saluted him, and reported, "Hello, comrade lieutenant colonel. I am Major Oshanina, the commander of the high artillery battalion. Are you looking for me?"

Lieutenant Colonel 　　 returned a gift and introduced himself: "I am Lieutenant Colonel Habi, the commander of the road protection team, and I am here to find you."

　　 When I saw the second lieutenant, I knew the origin of Lieutenant Colonel Hobby, but I asked politely, "Is there anything you are looking for?"

　　 Lieutenant Colonel Hobby pointed to the north, and said in an unkind tone: "Comrade Major, I want you to explain, what do you let my soldiers push a broken truck into a snowdrift away from the highway?"