Just as Sokov was forming the Fourth Battalion and planning to deploy it on the flank of the First Battalion, the Army Command was in a busy situation.
"Comrade Chief of Staff," Rokosovsky asked Malining with a serious expression: "How is the situation in Volokoramsk? Have the enemies who broke into the city been driven out?"
"Not yet, Comrade Commander."
"What happened to Panfirov? It's been so long that he hasn't driven the enemy out." Rokosovsky said dissatisfiedly after hearing this: "If the enemy has a firm foothold in the city, they will be under greater pressure."
"There's no way," said Malining helplessly: "Panfilov has put his reserves into battle, but the enemy's strength is too strong and has occupied favorable terrain, so he cannot drive them out of the city for the time being."
"Col. O'Orol," Rokosovsky stared at Volokoramsk on the map for a long time, then called O'Orol in front of him and ordered: "Transfer the Tank Brigade to Volokoramsk and assist the 316th Infantry Division to drive the enemy out of the city."
"Comrade Commander, isn't it a bit too early to join the Tank Brigade now?" Hearing Rokosovsky's order, O'Orhoel quickly reminded him: "If the Supreme Command issues a new counterattack order, by then, we may not have tank troops to cover the infantry to launch an assault on the enemy."
"Whether the Supreme Command will issue a new counterattack order is still an unknown." Rokosovsky said with a serious expression: "Our priority is to find a way to drive the enemy out of Volokoramsk, and they must not gain a foothold in the city."
"Okay, Comrade Commander." Seeing that Rokosovsky's attitude was so firm, O'Orol couldn't say anything else, so he could only agree: "I will immediately send the tank brigade to reinforce the 316th Infantry Division to try to drive the enemy out of the city as soon as possible."
Looking at O'Goel's back as he left, Malining couldn't help but speak to Rokosovsky: "Comrade Commander, it is said that the infantry brigade has a reserve team of 2,000 people. Do you see if they are allowed to participate in the battle in the city of Volokoramsk?"
"There is no need for this." Rokosovsky shook his head and rejected Malining's proposal: "Comrade Chief of Staff, you cannot only see the difficulties faced by the 316th Infantry Division. If we rush to transfer the infantry brigade to Volokoramsk, their existing defense line will become empty. Once the Germans noticed the virtuality of our army and chose the defense area of ​​the infantry brigade as a breakthrough, the defense line of the entire army will become precarious."
"Then according to your opinion, we can only let General Panfirov rely on his existing power to drive the enemy out of the city?"
"Yes, Comrade Chief of Staff, that's what I thought about." Rokosovsky explained to Malinin: "Our defense line is hundreds of kilometers wide, but the troops used for defense are too few. If Panfirov is not allowed to use his existing power to defend, he has to draw troops from other areas to reinforce. In this way, the defense power in other areas will be weakened. If the Germans find that our troops are empty, they will definitely concentrate their forces and use it as a breakthrough."
While the two were discussing the War in Volokolamsk, a staff officer came over to report to Malining: "Comrade Chief of Staff, telegram from the infantry brigade."
When Rokosovsky heard the telegram from the infantry brigade, he couldn't help but frown, and then asked Malining, who was reading the telegram: "Chief of Staff, what is said in the telegram?"
After quickly browsing the contents of the telegram, Malinin reported to Sokov: "Comrade Commander, it's still about the field hospital. Major Sokov said in the telegram that he personally went to the nearby town today and wanted to find medical staff to enrich the newly formed field hospital, but the medical staff there have been evacuated, and hope that we can provide them with some medical staff."
After hearing this, Rokosovsky said with an unhappy expression: "Where should I find him any medical staff..."
"Comrade Commander, isn't there a medical team coming from the city today?" Malining said carefully: "It's better to send this medical team to the infantry brigade to enrich the field hospital they just formed. What do you think?"
"Since there is a medical team, please send them as soon as possible."
An hour later, Sokov received a call from a checkpoint near the brigade command: "Comrade Brigade Commander, I am the No. 15 checkpoint, and a convoy is here."
"A convoy?" Sokov asked instinctively: "What convoy?"
"A medical convoy consisting of seven or eight battlefield ambulances." The commander of the checkpoint reported to Sokov: "According to the people who led the lead, they were medical teams sent to us by our superiors."
"What, the medical team sent by our superiors?" Sokov was immediately happy when he heard this, and then ordered the other party, "You send someone to guide them to the campsite of the field hospital. Do you understand?"
"I understand, comrade comrade commander."
After Sokov hung up the phone, he smiled and said to Belkin, "Comrade Deputy Brigade Commander, the No. 15 call came from the checkpoint No. 15 and said that the medical team sent by the superiors to us has arrived. I have asked them to send a guide to take the medical team to the location of the field hospital. The arrival of the medical team will definitely involve many problems, so you can deal with it."
Berkin understood what Sokov meant, he nodded and said readily: "No problem, I'll go to the field hospital now."
After Belkin left, Karsokov said excitedly: "Comrade Brigade Commander, since the superiors have sent a new medical team, our field hospital is worthy of its name. In this way, most of the wounded people on the battlefield can receive timely treatment."
Sokov was not sure how many people this medical team had and what kind of strength it had, but in order not to wipe out Karsokov's interest, he nodded and said, "Yes, with the addition of the medical team, our field hospital can treat more injured commanders and fighters."
Sokov tilted his head and looked out of the tent, and asked Karsokov thoughtfully: "Comrade Chief of Staff, has the reconnaissance team we sent have reported returning?"
"Not yet, Commander." Karsokov shook his head and said, "I think they may not have found any trace of the enemy yet, so they cannot come back to report to us."
"If we cannot grasp the enemy's situation, we cannot formulate a combat plan." Sokov said somewhat disappointedly: "We can only stay in the fortifications and wait for the attacks that the Germans will launch at some unknown time."
Two hours later, the sky gradually darkened.
There was no news from the reconnaissance team sent, and even Belkin, who went to the field hospital to arrange work, had not come back for a long time.
Sokov raised his hand and looked at the time, and said to Karsokov: "Comrade Chief of Staff, I'll go to the field hospital to take a look, and I'll leave it to you."
"Don't worry, comrade comrade commander." Karsokov said: "If anything happens, I will send someone to call you."
Sokov nodded to Karsokov and walked out of the tent.
Bobricov stayed in a tent not far from the brigade headquarters. When he saw Sokov coming out, he hurried out of the tent and came to Sokov and asked, "Comrade Commander, where are you going?"
"I want to go to the field hospital," Sokov said. "The superior sent us a medical team and I went over and saw if I had settled."
When he learned that Sokov was going to the field hospital, although it was only a few hundred meters away from here, for Sokov's safety, Bobricov called the soldiers in the tent and prepared to escort Sokov to the field hospital.
"Captain, I don't have to see it anymore." Sokov waved his hand and rejected Bobricov's kindness and said, "This place is not far from the field hospital, I can just go there alone."
Seeing that Sokov was unwilling to be responsible for the security work, Bobricov did not force himself and waved his hand at the soldiers who walked out, signaling them to return to the tent.
Sokov came to the field hospital alone and found seven or eight ambulances parked in the clearings of the forest with red crosses on the walls of the carriages. Next to the two ambulances with open doors, there were many injured queuing up, and it seemed that they were undergoing some examination.
At this time, a young female military doctor came to Sokov: "Comrade Major, what part do you belong to?"
After seeing the face opposite, Sokov was stunned and thought that this wasn't Dongniya who worked in the Lenin Street Military Hospital he knew in his previous life? He pointed in a panic and replied, "I'm from the brigade."
"My name is Tonya." The female military doctor smiled sweetly at Sokov and asked back: "Comrade Major, don't know what I should call you?"
When Sokov heard this familiar name, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. After knowing this female military doctor in his previous life, he assigned his superiors to his house and lent her to live there. If he hadn't been transferred to the front line later, he might have had something else to happen to her stock market.
"Tonya, this name sounds really good. If I remember correctly, Paul Kochakin's first love girlfriend, just call him Tonya." Sokov praised the good name of the female military doctor like he did in his previous life, and then said his name: "My name is Mikhail, and his surname is Sokov. You can call me Mikhail or Sokov."
"Misha," Unexpectedly, Donia called Sokov's nickname directly: "Unexpectedly, you have also read Ostrovsky's "How Iron Is Made"?"
"Yes, I've seen it." Sokov nodded, began to recite some exciting contents in the book, and continued: "There are also Gorky's "In the World", "Mother", "My University", Tolstoy's "War and Peace", and Tuglev's book..."
After hearing Sokov speak out fifty or sixty classic works by Tsarist Russian writers in one breath, Tonya's face was full of shock: "Comrade Major, I really didn't expect that you actually know so much about Russian literature."
"Overall." Sokov murmured in his heart. When I went to study in Russia, the subject I majored in was Russian literature. Is it still a piece of cake to talk about the names of the nations? He said modestly: "When I am fine, I like to read books. It is not surprising that I know some titles."
"So that's it." Donia nodded and asked curiously: "Comrade Major, what do you do in the infantry brigade? Political workers or propaganda personnel?"
Sokov burst into laughter after hearing this, and pointed to his collar: "Comrade Tonya, look at my military rank, this is not the military rank of a political worker."
"So you are a military chief." Dongniya asked with a smile: "I wonder what you are doing here?"
"One of my old subordinates was injured, so I came to see him."
"It turns out that you are here to visit the wounded." After knowing Sokov's purpose, Tonya said enthusiastically: "I call the head nurse over and ask her and you will know where your subordinates are now."
Before Tonya could call someone, the nurse commander Vera appeared in front of Sokov. She raised her hand and saluted Sokov: "Hello, Comrade Brigade Commander."
Sokov returned the greeting and asked curiously: "Comrade Nurse, I wonder if the pregnant woman's child was successfully born?"
"Born." Vera nodded vigorously and said in a affirmative tone: "It's a pair of twins, both of them are sons."
Sokov couldn't help but feel a little lost when he heard Vera say this. He vaguely remembered that there were many boys born in war years and many girls born in peace years. I don't know if this statement has scientific basis.
When Sokov was thinking about it, Donia asked Vera in surprise: "Comrade Nurse, is he the brigade commander?"
"Yes, he is the brigade commander."
"But, in the afternoon, I saw that the deputy brigade commander had the rank of lieutenant colonel. Why did he have the rank of major?" Dongniya asked in confusion.
"I don't know the specific situation." Vera shrugged and spread her hands: "I'm just a day earlier than you."
After saying this, Vera made a call to Sokov: "You are here to find the deputy brigade commander, I will take you to see him."
"No, I'm not here to find the deputy brigade commander." Sokov shook his head and said to Vera: "I'm going to visit the wounded person who was sent during the day to see how his injuries are?"
"Oh, you are talking about the wounded person you brought back in person, right?"
"Yes, do you know where he is?"
Vera pointed to the ambulance not far away: "He is resting in the outermost ambulance, I will take you over to see him now."
As the two walked towards the ambulance, Sokov asked specifically: "How is his injury? Can he survive?"
After hearing Sokov's question, Vera seemed a little hesitant: "Comrade Brigade Commander, I heard from the assistant military doctor that many wounds on the wounded man's body had rotted and suppurated, and she had to cut off the rotten flesh with a knife. Your subordinate was so brave that he was sweating heavily during the operation and did not snort."
Soon, the two of them immediately arrived at the rear of the ambulance. Vera opened the door and turned to Sokov and said, "Comrade Brigade Commander, the wounded are inside, you can go in."
After Sokov thanked Vera, he got into the car.
There are bunk beds on each side of the ambulance, and a wounded man lies on each bed.
Seeing Sokov come in, the wounded all looked at him.
Before Sokov could see clearly which one was Romanov, he heard a faint voice on the lower right side: "Comrade Major, you are here to see me."
Sokov looked down and saw that the person who was talking was Romanov he was looking for.
Chapter completed!