Seeing that there was no fighting at night, Sokov walked straight to the camp bed at the foot of the wall, ready to lie down and rest for a while. He had just sat on the bed and was pulling off his boots when he suddenly heard Sidorin saying: "Comrade Commander, I almost forgot to tell you something. Lieutenant Grisa is awake!"
"What, Grisa is awake?!" Sidorin's words made Sokov jump directly from the cot. After Grisa completed the operation, he had been in a coma with no sign of waking up. Sometimes Sokov even thought pessimistically that it seemed that his injuries were too serious and his chances of surviving were not high. At this moment, he heard that Grisa was awake, and he seemed particularly nervous: "Chief of Staff, is this true?"
Sidorin nodded slightly: "Yes, he has woken up. Asiya knew that you were concerned about Grisa's safety, so she called the division headquarters as soon as possible."
"Asiya called the division headquarters." When Sidorin mentioned Asiya, Sokov seemed a little guilty: "Didn't she ask me where I was going?"
"Don't worry, Comrade Division Commander." Sidorin grinned and comforted Sokov: "I told her that you are inspecting the troops and may not be able to visit Lieutenant Grisa in a short time."
Seeing Sidorin covering up for himself, Sokov felt grateful to him. He walked out of the house and said: "Comrade Chief of Staff, you will be responsible for this. I will go to the health team to take a look." Lieutenant Grisa.”
"Go on, go on," Sidorin said reasonably: "By the way, report your whereabouts to Asiya. Don't let it slip, otherwise she will worry about your safety again."
Sokov bravely came to the health team. When he met a health worker, he immediately grabbed him and asked: "Where is Lieutenant Grisa's ward? Take me there quickly."
The health worker, who had become a little tired after working for a long time, was suddenly pulled by someone and said impatiently: "Who are you looking for? Please go to the military doctor's office and ask, I..." She was just halfway through her words. , she recognized that the person speaking to her was actually the division commander. She quickly changed her words and said, "I'm sorry, comrade division commander, I didn't know it was you. I'll take you to Lieutenant Grisa's ward right now."
"Comrade hygienist," Sokov asked sheepishly on the way to Grisa's ward: "Do you know where Asya is?"
Everyone in the health team knew about Sokov and Asya's relationship. When the health worker heard Sokov's question, he hurriedly replied: "Comrade division commander, many wounded people were brought in from outside during the day. Asiya has been working in the operating room, which is really exhausting her. After dark , she went back to her dormitory to rest." After reporting Asiya's condition, the health worker tentatively asked, "Do you need me to call her?"
"No need." Hearing that Asiya was resting, Sokov did not want to disturb her under such circumstances, so he rejected the health worker's kindness: "Since she is exhausted, let her have a good rest." The purpose of his trip was to visit Grisa who had regained consciousness. As for Asya, it would be best if he could see her. If he didn't, it wouldn't be a big deal.
Under the leadership of the hygienist, Sokov came to the door of a separate ward. Coincidentally, this ward is right next to the ward where he was recovering from his injuries. Entering the ward, Sokov saw Grisa lying on a simple hospital bed with her eyes closed. Next to the bed was a wooden shelf with a glass bottle hanging on it. The liquid in the bottle was flowing drop by drop along the rubber tube. Flow into Grisa's body.
Seeing Sokov staring at the infusion bottle in a daze, the hygienist quickly explained: "Comrade division commander, although Lieutenant Grisa has woken up today, his injury is very serious, and there is still a possibility of infection in the wound, so anti-inflammation must continue. "
Sokov knew in his heart that although he had mastered the technology of refining penicillin, it would still take at least a year before this anti-inflammatory drug could be widely used. The anti-inflammatory drug used by the health team for Grisa was probably disulfide, which was obviously much less effective and had serious side effects.
"Comrade hygienist," Sokov turned to the hygienist and said politely: "I want to stay alone with Lieutenant Grisa for a while. You can continue to do your work."
As soon as the health worker was sent away, Sokov heard a weak voice: "Comrade division commander, is it you?"
Sokov heard someone talking behind him and quickly turned around to see that Grisa, lying on the hospital bed, had opened his eyes and was looking at him intently. He hurriedly knelt down next to the hospital bed and asked with concern: "Lieutenant Grisa, how are you feeling now?"
Grisa said intermittently: "It hurts. My whole body hurts. Also, I feel like I have no strength at all. I can't even lift my fingers."
"Don't worry, Lieutenant Grisa." Sokov quickly comforted the other party and said, "Your injury has begun to improve, and your strength will be restored in two days at most."
"If that's the case, it couldn't be better." Grisa tried his best to squeeze out a smile on his face, and said with some guilt: "Comrade Commander, I'm sorry, I let you down."
"It's okay, Lieutenant Grisa." This time Grisa was injured and could not go to perform the mission behind enemy lines. Sokov felt very sorry in his heart, but he still pretended to be generous and said: "You just worry about recuperating. When your injury recovers, I will have more and more important tasks for you to complete."
"Comrade Commander," Grisa felt particularly guilty for not being able to perform the mission. He was still eager to know who replaced him and went to perform the mission behind enemy lines: "I want to ask, who did you send to perform the mission behind enemy lines?"
"Lieutenant Guchakov, commander of the ninth company, and second lieutenant Samoylov, commander of the third platoon of guards." Seeing that Grisa was so concerned about who took over his mission, Sokov did not hide it, but answered truthfully. Said: "Two days ago, they used rockets to attack the Gumlak station occupied by the Germans, destroying a large amount of military supplies, thus becoming the enemy to attack the barricade factory and the Dzerzhinsky factory. Therefore, there was insufficient supplies and they had to Don’t slow down your offensive efforts.”
"They did a great job." Grisa said approvingly, and the whole person suddenly fell silent. After a long time, he murmured: "Comrade, I have a question for you."
"Tell me, Lieutenant Grisa." Hearing Grisa say he had questions to ask himself, Sokov said reasonably: "As long as I can answer it, I will satisfy your curiosity."
"I would like to ask, why did you send Second Lieutenant Samoilov for this operation?" Grisa asked cautiously: "Do you plan to let him monitor Lieutenant Guchakov?"
Grisa's words made Sokov stunned, because more than one person had asked him this. He hesitated for a moment and then asked: "Lieutenant Grisa, why do you have such an idea? Do you think I would send someone I don't trust to carry out such an important mission?"
After Grisa waited for Sokov to finish speaking, he shook his head slightly and said with difficulty: "Comrade division commander, I don't think you distrust your subordinates, but you arranged for Second Lieutenant Samoilov to participate in the mission. It will give everyone an illusion. After all, the second lieutenant used to be from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but Lieutenant Guchakov has the experience of being captured twice, which will inevitably arouse everyone's suspicion."
"It seems that I didn't consider this matter properly." Sokov said to himself in his heart: "Now we are riding a tiger and it is difficult to get off. Samoylov has been dispatched. We can't withdraw him at this time, right? If I really Doing this may give the other party some bad associations."
"Comrade Commander," Grisa promptly changed the subject in order to avoid embarrassing Sokov: "This time I went with the political commissar to the archives building. I have a feeling..."
Sokov knew that the political commissar Grisa was talking about was Belkin, the current leader of the downsizing regiment. He quickly asked: "How do you feel? You might as well tell us!"
"We may need one company to hold the same position, and we can also minimize casualties. As for the friendly forces," Grisa said here, paused for a moment, and then continued: "Even if there is one Battalions, or even more troops, can hardly block the enemy's attack.
"I would like to ask what is going on. Is our combat effectiveness too strong, or is the combat effectiveness of our friendly forces too weak?"
"Lieutenant Grisa, you should first understand one thing. Most of the commanders and fighters in the downsized regiment have rich combat experience, and they know better how to preserve themselves on the battlefield. As for the friendly forces, many are newly formed units, and some recruits He was pulled directly onto the battlefield without even going through systematic military training." Sokov said: "On one side are troops made up of veterans, and on the other side are new troops composed entirely of recruits. It doesn't matter who has the stronger combat effectiveness. It’s a metaphor.”
Just as Sokov was about to continue to elaborate on some of his views, he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind: "Misha!"
Hearing the familiar voice, he instinctively turned around and saw his wife Asiya standing at the door with a tired look on her face. He quickly stood up, walked to Asiya, reached out to grab her arm, and asked softly: "Asiya, you have been busy all day, why don't you sleep more."
"I also want to sleep a little longer, but in ten minutes, it will be my turn to be on duty." Asia opened her mouth wide and yawned, then continued: "I just heard that you are here to visit Lieutenant Grisa. , I'm coming over." Before Sokov could speak, she added, "Lieutenant Grisa has just woken up and is still very weak, so he can't say too much. You'd better come visit him another day."
Sokov didn't expect that Asiya would issue an eviction order to him as soon as he showed up, and the other party's reasons were so good that he couldn't refute it even if he wanted to. He had no choice but to turn his head and look at Grisa lying on the hospital bed, and said with some embarrassment: "Lieutenant Griza, you take good care of yourself and I will come see you another day."
After Asiya waited for Sokov to finish speaking, she grabbed his arm and dragged him to the empty ward next door. She asked with an unhappy face: "Misha, let me ask you, where did you go during the day and why did I Were you not at the division headquarters when I called you?”
Thinking of what Sidorin had just reminded him, Sokov replied boldly: "Asia, didn't the chief of staff tell you, I went to inspect the troops!"
"I want to know where you went to inspect the troops?" Asiya asked closely: "Is it the Red October Factory or the old city in the south of the city?"
Seeing that Asiya immediately guessed where he might go, Sokov could only say shamelessly: "They are all our division's defense areas. Isn't it the same wherever we go to inspect?"
"You are the division commander, and your command position is at the division headquarters, but you are on the front line where you may lose your life at any time." Seeing that her guess was confirmed, Asiya's eyes turned red, "Can you really bear to let me be a widow? ?”
Asiya's words shocked Sokov. For the first time, he realized that in this era, he was no longer alone, and there was a relative who cared and loved him. He really could no longer be as willful as before. He is like a small company commander, running around all day long.
"Asiya," Sokov opened his arms and held Asiya in his arms, and said to her apologetically: "I promise you that I will never run out casually in the future, so as not to worry about my safety."
"You have promised me so many times," Asiya lowered her head and whispered, "But every time you turn around, you quietly lead a few people to the most dangerous place. "
"Don't worry, Asiya." In order to reassure Asiya, Sokov felt that the necessary sweet words were still necessary: "I am serious this time, and I promise you, if my superiors don't order me to leave, I will never leave. We will be half a step away from Mamayev Heights. How about it, now you feel relieved, right?"
Asiya gently pushed Sokov away, took a step back, and said: "Okay, Misha, you don't have to give me such meaningless guarantees. I know your character very well. Once you encounter any situation, If the situation is critical, you will definitely run over regardless of everything and have long forgotten your promise to me."
Seeing that Asiya had seen through his true intention, Sokov raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, and said with some embarrassment: "Asiya, you are right, sometimes I really can't help myself..."
"Okay, stop talking. I understand your difficulties." Asiya interrupted Sokov's next words: "Thousands of eyes in the entire division are watching your every word and deed. If the soldiers find out about their The division commander will be estranged from you if he hides in the headquarters all day long. You can still go wherever you need to go as before. But you have to promise me that you must pay more attention to your own safety. "
"Don't worry, Asiya." Seeing that Asiya was no longer angry with him, Sokov breathed a sigh of relief and said to her: "I will pay attention to my own safety. I promise you, I will Live until the day of victory.”
