After the staff reported to Ustinov on the use of weapons on the front line, he walked out of the office inside. Seeing Sokov sitting on the couch, he said politely: "Comrade Major, I have already reported my work to Comrade Comrade People's Commissar. I wonder where we should go next?"
"We are already nearby and have arranged accommodation for you. But now, Comrade Captain, please wait a moment." Yakov stood up, raised the notebook in his hand to the staff officer, and added: "I have urgent work. You need to report to Comrade People’s Commissar immediately, and when I come out, I will take you to your residence.”
The staff officer saw Yakov entering the office and closing the door. He couldn't help but curiously asked Sokov: "Comrade Major, what happened? I think the captain seems to be in a hurry." "
Before the official launch of the 107 rocket launcher, Sokov did not want to make a fuss about the matter, so he could only answer vaguely when asked by his staff: "Maybe he suddenly remembered something important, so he hurried to ask questions. Let the People's Commissar report." In order to prevent the staff from continuing to struggle with this matter, he quickly changed the subject, "Comrade Captain, when do you plan to return to Susinich?"
"According to the order, after I complete the report, I need to stay in Moscow for two days and wait for a reply from the Weapons and Equipment Department before returning to Sushinich." The staff officer said this, raised his hand and looked at his watch, with a grimace. Said: “I just don’t know when I will get an answer.”
"Don't be anxious, Comrade Captain." Seeing the anxious look on the staff officer's face, Sokov quickly comforted him and said: "Now that Comrade Commander is injured and hospitalized, we should not have any major combat operations in the short term. If we go back early, we will go back later. The effect will be It’s pretty much the same.”
The staff officer sighed and said helplessly: "If that's the case, then I'll stay and wait."
"By the way, Comrade Captain, I have something to ask you." Sokov asked the staff member curiously, thinking of the Popov submachine gun he got from the fallen soldiers when he liberated Maklaki Town. During the battles in the past two days, I saw a Popov submachine gun with a capacity of 71 rounds. I wonder when the Army Group troops will be equipped with it?"
"This kind of submachine gun has strong firepower, but the output is not high. Less than a thousand were produced last year, so only some of them were equipped in the Guards Division." The staff heard Sokov asked about the submachine gun. When the secret was leaked, he introduced to him: "In the first two months of this year, the production of this submachine gun reached 30,000. If nothing happens, by June, many troops in the group army will be able to Equip yourself with this weapon."
Hearing that it would be June before the troops would be equipped with Popov submachine guns, Sokov couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. But then I thought about it, this kind of submachine gun consumes too much ammunition. There are 71 rounds in one magazine. All the bullets will be fired after a few pulls of the trigger. Without strong logistical support, troops equipped with Popov submachine guns will soon face A situation of running out of ammunition and food. On the contrary, his battalion uses German-style equipment, which can be replenished at any time on the battlefield, which is also a trouble-free thing.
Yakov stayed in Ustinov's office for more than half an hour and walked out with a happy face. He said to Sokov and the staff who were sitting on the sofa chatting: "Let's go, I will take you to where you live."
The accommodation arranged by the Weapons and Equipment Department for Sokov and his staff was in a military hotel by the Moscow River. The room for two people was on the second floor near the river. As long as you stand in front of the window, you can clearly see the red walls of the Kremlin in the distance.
Yakov smiled and said to the staff: "Comrade Captain, you and Major Sokov live in this room. How are you, are you satisfied with the environment here?"
"Satisfied!" The staff officer nodded quickly and said, "For me, this place is perfect. Thank you, comrade captain, for arranging such a good room for us."
Seeing that the accommodation had been arranged, Sokov was about to ask Yakov where he should eat. But Yakov said to the staff first: "Comrade Captain, the restaurant is on the east side of the first floor. If you are hungry, you can go and have something to eat. Although according to regulations, the restaurant can only serve food with a ration card, but you only need to say yes They also accept cash for those who have just returned from the front line." After giving instructions to his staff, he shook his head at Sokov and said, "Misha, come here, I will take you to see something."
Yakov took Sokov outside the hotel, got into the car that had been waiting here, and then told the driver: "Drive, go to Lenin Street!"
"Yakov," Sokov asked in confusion after hearing the name of the place mentioned by Yakov: "What are we going to do on Lenin Street?" The reason why he asked this was entirely because the famous Lubyan was right next to Lenin Street. Card, he even thought to himself: "Isn't Yakov ordered to send me to the Ministry of Internal Affairs?"
Yakov didn't notice anything strange about him, but smiled and said, "When we get there, you'll know what's going on."
Since there were very few pedestrians and vehicles on the street, and various passes were posted on the windshield of the car, the car drove rampantly on the road. In less than twenty minutes, the car stopped in front of a three-story building.
"We're here!" Yakov turned to Sokov, who was sitting in fear, and said, "Misha, let's get out of the car!"
On the way here, Sokov carefully observed that there are three-, four-, or five-story residential buildings nearby. He did not see the famous KGB building in Lubyanka, which made him feel a little more at ease. . When he opened the door and got out of the car, he thought to himself: "Could it be that Yakov took me to his home as a guest."
After Yakov got out of the car, he came to a three-story building on the street and shook his head at Sokov: "Misha, don't stand there in a daze, come here quickly." After that, He took out the key from his trouser pocket and opened a large iron door. However, he did not go in immediately, but stood there holding the door. After Sokov entered, he closed the door.
Yakov took Sokov to the third floor, opened a door next to the stairs with a key, and walked in first. Sokov guessed that this might be Yakov's home, and quickly followed him in.
After entering the door, there is a long and narrow corridor. On the right side of the corridor are the bathroom, toilet, and the kitchen at the end. On the left is a bedroom. Looking in from the open door, there is a carpet on the floor, a dark red tapestry on the wall, and even several Russian landscape oil paintings.
Yakov led Sokov into the kitchen, invited him to sit down at the dining table, and asked with a smile: "Misha, how do you look at the house?"
"It looks pretty good." Seeing the kitchen with a dining table and cabinets on the wall, Sokov smiled and nodded, and said, "Yakov, your home is really nicely decorated. What if I were there? I am satisfied to have such a house.”
After hearing this, Yakov threw the key in his hand in front of Sokov and said to him: "It's not my home, but your home." Seeing Sokov's confused look, he He continued: "This is a house specially approved by my father to thank you."
