Lunev's call was made promptly. The director and political commissar of the field hospital were organizing the transfer of medical staff. At this time, a soldier came over and reported to the political commissar: "Comrade political commissar, your phone number."
The political commissar, who was watching the medical staff loading the wounded and medicine into the truck, did not take the soldiers' words to heart and just asked casually: "Who called?"
"It's a call from General Luniev, the military commissar of the Army Group."
Hearing that the call was from Lunev, the political commissar did not dare to neglect and asked quickly: "Where is the phone?"
"In the old dean's office."
As the headquarters of the 69th Army moved into Klemenkoug, their field hospital also moved into the city, and in the shortest possible time, they took over the hospital requisitioned by the original 27th Army Field Hospital. As for the dean's office, it was among the first batch of transferred facilities. The person who took over the office was the medical director of the 69th Group Army Field Hospital.
The political commissar looked around and saw no sign of the dean, so he ordered the soldier: "Take me there."
Soon, the political commissar of the hospital came to the dean's office, greeted several friendly medical staff inside, and picked up the microphone on the table: "Hello, Comrade Military Commissar, I am the political commissar of the hospital."
"Hello, Comrade Political Commissar." Time was running out, so Lunev did not go around in circles and asked directly: "Has the field hospital started to be transferred?"
"Yes, Comrade Military Commissar." Although the political commissar of the hospital felt that Lunev asked this question a little strange, he still answered truthfully: "The hospital's facilities have been handed over to friendly forces, and some of the seriously wounded have been sent to Moscow. The seriously wounded who cannot move will remain in the hospital and will be continued to be treated by friendly medical staff. The remaining lightly wounded will be moved forward with the field hospital so that they can return to the team in time after recovering from their injuries."
Lunev did not care about the arrangements for the field hospital. The purpose of his call was to prepare well-prepared hospital personnel to rescue the injured Sokov. He then asked: "What about the medical staff? Have they started to transfer?"
"Comrade Military Commissar, the transfer of medical staff is the responsibility of the hospital director. I don't know very well." The political commissar of the hospital asked hesitantly: "However, there is a battle with the German army at the front, and some wounded who cannot be treated in the field at the division level will still be sent to When we enter the city, there should be some medical staff who will not be transferred for the time being."
"Comrade political commissar of the hospital," Lunev was secretly relieved when he learned that some medical staff were staying. Then he told the other party: "Please immediately find a few skilled military doctors on standby. There is an important operation that needs to be done." They took matters into their own hands.”
When the political commissar of the hospital heard what Lunev said, he immediately thought, could it be that a regiment-level commander or even a division-level commander was injured in the battle? Otherwise, why would Comrade Military Comrade personally call and order several highly skilled military doctors to be summoned to prepare for the operation?
Thinking of this, the political commissar of the hospital asked tentatively: "Comrade Military Commissar, is it a regiment commander or division commander who was injured in the battle?"
"It's not the regiment commander or the division commander." Lunev said seriously: "It's the commander, General Sokov. On his way to the front for inspection, he was attacked by a German bomb and was seriously injured. He has been sent to you. The hospital..."
"What, Comrade Commander is injured?" The political commissar of the hospital was shocked and asked with a trembling voice: "Comrade Military Commissar, is everything you said true?"
"Of course it's true." Lunev said: "You should arrange military doctors as soon as possible to prepare for the operation on the commander. The chief of staff, General Samyko, and I will be there soon."
The political commissar of the hospital put down the phone and happened to see the medical director of the 69th Group Army walking in. He grabbed his hand and asked emotionally: "Comrade director, has the military doctor from your hospital come?"
"They are basically still on the way." The medical director didn't know why the political commissar of the hospital was so excited, so he answered truthfully: "I'm afraid we won't be able to get here until after dark at the earliest."
He noticed something was wrong with the mood of the hospital's political commissar, and asked with concern: "Comrade political commissar, has something happened?"
"I just received a call from the military commissar saying that the commander was attacked by a German bomb on his way to the front for inspection and was seriously injured. He has been rushed to the hospital." The political commissar of the hospital explained: "You also know , our field hospital is busy transferring, everything is in chaos, and I am worried that we cannot find enough manpower to perform surgery on the commander."
"Your commander?" The medical director heard the political commissar finish and asked tentatively: "Are you talking about General Sokov?"
"Yes, that's him."
Hearing that Sokov was injured, the expression of the director of the medical department became serious: "Comrade political commissar, I immediately contacted the dean on the radio to see if he could send a few capable military doctors over to treat General Sokov. Have surgery.”
The political commissar stepped forward and held the hand of the medical director, shook it vigorously twice, and said gratefully: "Comrade director, thank you. On behalf of all the officers and men of the 27th Group Army, I thank you." After saying that, he let go of the other person's hand. He took a step back, raised his hand and saluted the other party with a solemn military salute.
Besides, after Lunev called the political commissar of the hospital, he felt that such a major event as Sokov's injury must be reported to his superiors immediately, so he asked the communications corps to help him get through to the front army headquarters.
The person who answered the phone was Front Army Chief of Staff Zakharov. When he heard Lunev's voice, he said with a smile: "General Lunev, why do you want to call me today? By the way, the commander of the 69th Group Army The troops should have entered Kremenchug, have you started moving?"
"General Zakharov," Lunev was eager to report the news of Sokov's injury. He did not answer the other party's question, but said straight to the point: "I called you because something urgent happened. We The commander, General Sokov, was attacked by a German bomb on his way to the front. He is now seriously injured and is being sent to a field hospital for rescue."
When he heard that Sokov was injured, Zakharov's smile froze on his face. His first reaction was that Lunev was joking with him. How could Sokov be injured? After the muscles on his face twitched violently for a few times, he said in a slightly hoarse voice: "General Lunev, this joke of yours is not funny at all."
"I'm not joking, General Zakharov." Lunev said with a straight face: "Sokov has been sent to the field hospital for emergency treatment. Chief of Staff Samyko and I will go to visit him soon."
Zakharov realized that Sokov's injury was true and that Lunev was not joking with him. He quickly replied: "I will report this to Comrade Commander immediately. Where are you now?"
Lunev's call was made promptly. The director and political commissar of the field hospital were organizing the transfer of medical staff. At this time, a soldier came over and reported to the political commissar: "Comrade political commissar, your phone number."
The political commissar, who was watching the medical staff loading the wounded and medicine into the truck, did not take the soldiers' words to heart and just asked casually: "Who called?"
"It's a call from General Luniev, the military commissar of the Army Group."
Hearing that the call was from Lunev, the political commissar did not dare to neglect and asked quickly: "Where is the phone?"
"In the old dean's office."
As the headquarters of the 69th Army moved into Klemenkoug, their field hospital also moved into the city, and in the shortest possible time, they took over the hospital requisitioned by the original 27th Army Field Hospital. As for the dean's office, it was among the first batch of transferred facilities. The person who took over the office was the medical director of the 69th Group Army Field Hospital.
The political commissar looked around and saw no sign of the dean, so he ordered the soldier: "Take me there."
Soon, the political commissar of the hospital came to the dean's office, greeted several friendly medical staff inside, and picked up the microphone on the table: "Hello, Comrade Military Commissar, I am the political commissar of the hospital."
"Hello, Comrade Political Commissar." Time was running out, so Lunev did not go around in circles and asked directly: "Has the field hospital started to be transferred?"
"Yes, Comrade Military Commissar." Although the political commissar of the hospital felt that Lunev asked this question a little strange, he still answered truthfully: "The hospital's facilities have been handed over to friendly forces, and some of the seriously wounded have been sent to Moscow. The seriously wounded who cannot move will remain in the hospital and will be continued to be treated by friendly medical staff. The remaining lightly wounded will be moved forward with the field hospital so that they can return to the team in time after recovering from their injuries."
Lunev did not care about the arrangements for the field hospital. The purpose of his call was to prepare well-prepared hospital personnel to rescue the injured Sokov. He then asked: "What about the medical staff? Have they started to transfer?"
"Comrade Military Commissar, the transfer of medical staff is the responsibility of the hospital director. I don't know very well." The political commissar of the hospital asked hesitantly: "However, there is a battle with the German army at the front, and some wounded who cannot be treated in the field at the division level will still be sent to When we enter the city, there should be some medical staff who will not be transferred for the time being."
"Comrade political commissar of the hospital," Lunev was secretly relieved when he learned that some medical staff were staying. Then he told the other party: "Please immediately find a few skilled military doctors on standby. There is an important operation that needs to be done." They took matters into their own hands.”
When the political commissar of the hospital heard what Lunev said, he immediately thought, could it be that a regiment-level commander or even a division-level commander was injured in the battle? Otherwise, why would Comrade Military Comrade personally call and order several highly skilled military doctors to be summoned to prepare for the operation?
Thinking of this, the political commissar of the hospital asked tentatively: "Comrade Military Commissar, is it a regiment commander or division commander who was injured in the battle?"
"It's not the regiment commander or the division commander." Lunev said seriously: "It's the commander, General Sokov. On his way to the front for inspection, he was attacked by a German bomb and was seriously injured. He has been sent to you. The hospital..."
"What, Comrade Commander is injured?" The political commissar of the hospital was shocked and asked with a trembling voice: "Comrade Military Commissar, is everything you said true?"
"Of course it's true." Lunev said: "You should arrange military doctors as soon as possible to prepare for the operation on the commander. The chief of staff, General Samyko, and I will be there soon."
The political commissar of the hospital put down the phone and happened to see the medical director of the 69th Group Army walking in. He grabbed his hand and asked emotionally: "Comrade director, has the military doctor from your hospital come?"
"They are basically still on the way." The medical director didn't know why the political commissar of the hospital was so excited, so he answered truthfully: "I'm afraid we won't be able to get here until after dark at the earliest."
He noticed something was wrong with the mood of the hospital's political commissar, and asked with concern: "Comrade political commissar, has something happened?"
"I just received a call from the military commissar saying that the commander was attacked by a German bomb on his way to the front for inspection and was seriously injured. He has been rushed to the hospital." The political commissar of the hospital explained: "You also know , our field hospital is busy transferring, everything is in chaos, and I am worried that we cannot find enough manpower to perform surgery on the commander."
"Your commander?" The medical director heard the political commissar finish and asked tentatively: "Are you talking about General Sokov?"
"Yes, that's him."
Hearing that Sokov was injured, the expression of the director of the medical department became serious: "Comrade political commissar, I immediately contacted the dean on the radio to see if he could send a few capable military doctors over to treat General Sokov. Have surgery.”
The political commissar stepped forward and held the hand of the medical director, shook it vigorously twice, and said gratefully: "Comrade director, thank you. On behalf of all the officers and men of the 27th Group Army, I thank you." After saying that, he let go of the other person's hand. He took a step back, raised his hand and saluted the other party with a solemn military salute.
Besides, after Lunev called the political commissar of the hospital, he felt that such a major event as Sokov's injury must be reported to his superiors immediately, so he asked the communications corps to help him get through to the front army headquarters.
The person who answered the phone was Front Army Chief of Staff Zakharov. When he heard Lunev's voice, he said with a smile: "General Lunev, why do you want to call me today? By the way, the commander of the 69th Group Army The troops should have entered Kremenchug, have you started moving?"
"General Zakharov," Lunev was eager to report the news of Sokov's injury. He did not answer the other party's question, but said straight to the point: "I called you because something urgent happened. We The commander, General Sokov, was attacked by a German bomb on his way to the front. He is now seriously injured and is being sent to a field hospital for rescue."
When he heard that Sokov was injured, Zakharov's smile froze on his face. His first reaction was that Lunev was joking with him. How could Sokov be injured? After the muscles on his face twitched violently for a few times, he said in a slightly hoarse voice: "General Lunev, this joke of yours is not funny at all."
"I'm not kidding, General Zakharov." Lunev said with a straight face: "Sokov has been sent to the field hospital for emergency treatment. Chief of Staff Samyko and I will go to visit him soon."
Zakharov realized that Sokov's injury was true and that Lunev was not joking with him. He quickly replied: "I will report this to Comrade Commander immediately. Where are you now?"
Zakharov realized that Sokov's injury was true and that Lunev was not joking with him. He quickly replied: "I will report this to Comrade Commander immediately. Where are you now?"
