Considering that many of the prisoners of war were injured, Ponejelin briefly introduced the situation and ordered people to take the prisoners to a nearby field hospital, where they were arranged to have a simple physical examination and be fed appropriately. something.
The rescued prisoners of war slowly walked towards the designated location under the guidance of the commanders and soldiers. Seeing that some prisoners of war had difficulty moving, soldiers immediately came up to help them. A middle-aged prisoner of war with messy strips of cloth on his head staggered up to Ponejelin.
"Comrade soldier," Ponejelin had already learned from Dürer that basically all the officers in the prisoner of war camp were shot by the Germans shortly after entering the camp. Therefore, he instinctively thought that the prisoner of war in front of him was... He was just an ordinary soldier. He thought the other party wanted to ask him something, so he smiled and said, "If you don't understand anything, you can ask the soldier who escorts you."
"Comrade Commander," the middle-aged prisoner of war said with tears in his eyes, "Don't you recognize me?"
Ponjelin looked at the middle-aged man in front of him carefully, his eyebrows knitted into a knot, and he tried hard to search for names and experiences that matched this person in his memory. But after looking at it for a long time, he finally chose to give up. He shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I'm sorry, comrade soldier, I think I must have never seen you before."
"Comrade Commander," seeing that Ponedelin did not recognize him, the middle-aged prisoner of war became excited: "Don't you really know me? I am Kharitoev, the commander of the 164th Infantry Division of the 17th Army. "
Ponijelin had a shocked expression on his face when he heard what the other party said. He looked at the other party carefully again, trying to confirm whether the other party was the person in his memory. After looking carefully for a long time, Ponejelin finally confirmed that the middle-aged prisoner in front of him was indeed his former subordinate.
"Kharitoyev! You are Kharitoyev!" Ponedelin grabbed the other person's arm and said emotionally: "I didn't expect that you are still alive."
"Yes, Comrade Commander, I am still alive." The middle-aged prisoner of war, no, it was Colonel Kharitoyev, who once served as the commander of the 164th Infantry Division, said to Ponedelin with tears streaming down his face: "Our division is defending During the battle in Vinnitsa, we were defended by superior German forces. Although we put up tenacious resistance, we were ultimately unable to stop them because the Germans had aircraft, tanks and artillery.”
Ponedelin saw his old subordinate wearing a prison uniform and knew that he had just been exchanged today. He was eager to know how he became a prisoner of the German army, so he asked curiously: "Kharitoyev, how did you get captured?" of?"
"When I led a few soldiers to break through, I encountered a large German army that had detoured to the rear." Kharitoyev replied: "I was unfortunately injured during the battle. A surviving soldier joined me in order to cover my escape. I changed my clothes and lured the enemy away. Unfortunately, my injuries were too serious and I fainted not long after walking. When I woke up, I was already in a German prisoner of war camp."
"I heard that all the officers in the prisoner-of-war camp were killed by the Germans." Ponejelin waited for the other party to finish speaking before explaining why he had not recognized him just now: "First, because there are no officers in the prisoner-of-war camp. , so I was just wondering, which army soldier are you from, and have I seen you before. Secondly, you have been in the prisoner of war camp for such a long time and have suffered so much that your whole appearance has also changed. It’s still very difficult to recognize you at a glance.”
He looked at the rags wrapped around Kharitoev's head and couldn't help but asked curiously: "Colonel Kharitoev, what's the matter with the wound on your head?"
When Ponejelin asked, Kharitoyev told in detail the escape of five prisoners of war last night, and finally said: "If the German major had come earlier, we would have killed three fewer people. , so that we can have three more forces when we attack the German invaders in the future. But I am very grateful to that major. If he had come a minute or two late, I am afraid my life would have been lost."
"Colonel Kharitoev, don't worry." Ponedelin comforted the other party and said: "Sooner or later, we will pay back the blood debt owed by the Germans to us."
Although Kharitoyev stayed in the prisoner-of-war camp for two and a half years, he could still occasionally hear some rumors about Sokov from the newly arrived prisoners of war in the prisoner-of-war camp. He curiously asked Ponedelin: "Commander Comrade Communist, you just said that the commander of the 53rd Army is General Sokov. I wonder if this General Sokov is the one who makes the Germans fearful?"
"Who else could it be besides him?" Hearing Kharitoyev ask about Sokov, he couldn't help but said with emotion: "To tell you the truth, if he hadn't protected me, I might still be in the prison of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Here, I anxiously awaited my punishment. Fortunately, with General Sokov, I was able to see the light of day again and have the opportunity to return to the front line."
At this point, Ponedelin saw blood seeping from Kharitoyev's bandage, and quickly turned to the guard standing aside: "Hurry up and call a health worker. Just say there are wounded people here."
Considering that many of the prisoners of war were injured, Ponejelin briefly introduced the situation and ordered people to take the prisoners to a nearby field hospital, where they were arranged to have a simple physical examination and be fed appropriately. something.
The rescued prisoners of war slowly walked towards the designated location under the guidance of the commanders and soldiers. Seeing that some prisoners of war had difficulty moving, soldiers immediately came up to help them. A middle-aged prisoner of war with messy strips of cloth on his head staggered up to Ponejelin.
"Comrade soldier," Ponejelin had already learned from Dürer that basically all the officers in the prisoner of war camp were shot by the Germans shortly after entering the camp. Therefore, he instinctively thought that the prisoner of war in front of him was... He was just an ordinary soldier. He thought the other party wanted to ask him something, so he smiled and said, "If you don't understand anything, you can ask the soldier who escorts you."
"Comrade Commander," the middle-aged prisoner of war said with tears in his eyes, "Don't you recognize me?"
Ponjelin looked at the middle-aged man in front of him carefully, his eyebrows knitted into a knot, and he tried hard to search for names and experiences that matched this person in his memory. But after looking at it for a long time, he finally chose to give up. He shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I'm sorry, comrade soldier, I think I must have never seen you before."
"Comrade Commander," seeing that Ponedelin did not recognize him, the middle-aged prisoner of war became excited: "Don't you really know me? I am Kharitoev, the commander of the 164th Infantry Division of the 17th Army. "
Ponijelin had a shocked expression on his face when he heard what the other party said. He looked at the other party carefully again, trying to confirm whether the other party was the person in his memory. After looking carefully for a long time, Ponejelin finally confirmed that the middle-aged prisoner in front of him was indeed his former subordinate.
"Kharitoyev! You are Kharitoyev!" Ponedelin grabbed the other person's arm and said emotionally: "I didn't expect that you are still alive."
"Yes, Comrade Commander, I am still alive." The middle-aged prisoner of war, no, it was Colonel Kharitoyev, who once served as the commander of the 164th Infantry Division, said to Ponedelin with tears streaming down his face: "Our division is defending During the battle in Vinnitsa, we were defended by superior German forces. Although we put up tenacious resistance, we were ultimately unable to stop them because the Germans had aircraft, tanks and artillery.”
Ponedelin saw his old subordinate wearing a prison uniform and knew that he had just been exchanged today. He was eager to know how he became a prisoner of the German army, so he asked curiously: "Kharitoyev, how did you get captured?" of?"
"When I led a few soldiers to break through, I encountered a large German army that had detoured to the rear." Kharitoyev replied: "I was unfortunately injured during the battle. A surviving soldier joined me in order to cover my escape. I changed my clothes and lured the enemy away. Unfortunately, my injuries were too serious and I fainted not long after walking. When I woke up, I was already in a German prisoner of war camp."
"I heard that all the officers in the prisoner-of-war camp were killed by the Germans." Ponejelin waited for the other party to finish speaking before explaining why he had not recognized him just now: "First, because there are no officers in the prisoner-of-war camp. , so I was just wondering, which army soldier are you from, and have I seen you before. Secondly, you have been in the prisoner of war camp for such a long time and have suffered so much that your whole appearance has also changed. It’s still very difficult to recognize you at a glance.”
He looked at the rags wrapped around Kharitoev's head and couldn't help but asked curiously: "Colonel Kharitoev, what's the matter with the wound on your head?"
When Ponejelin asked, Kharitoyev told in detail the escape of five prisoners of war last night, and finally said: "If the German major had come earlier, we would have killed three fewer people. , so that we can have three more forces when we attack the German invaders in the future. But I am very grateful to that major. If he had come a minute or two late, I am afraid my life would have been lost."
"Colonel Kharitoev, don't worry." Ponedelin comforted the other party and said: "Sooner or later, we will pay back the blood debt owed by the Germans to us."
Although Kharitoyev stayed in the prisoner-of-war camp for two and a half years, he could still occasionally hear some rumors about Sokov from the newly arrived prisoners of war in the prisoner-of-war camp. He curiously asked Ponedelin: "Commander Comrade Communist, you just said that the commander of the 53rd Army is General Sokov. I wonder if this General Sokov is the one who makes the Germans fearful?"
"Who else could it be besides him?" Hearing Kharitoyev ask about Sokov, he couldn't help but said with emotion: "To tell you the truth, if he hadn't protected me, I might still be in the prison of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Here, I anxiously awaited my punishment. Fortunately, with General Sokov, I was able to see the light of day again and have the opportunity to return to the front line."
At this point, Ponedelin saw blood seeping from Kharitoyev's bandage, and quickly turned to the guard standing aside: "Hurry up and call a health worker. Just say there are wounded people here."
Considering that many of the prisoners of war were injured, Ponejelin briefly introduced the situation and ordered people to take the prisoners to a nearby field hospital, where they were arranged to have a simple physical examination and be fed appropriately. something.
The rescued prisoners of war slowly walked towards the designated location under the guidance of the commanders and soldiers. Seeing that some prisoners of war had difficulty moving, soldiers immediately came up to help them. A middle-aged prisoner of war with messy strips of cloth on his head staggered up to Ponejelin.
"Comrade soldier," Ponejelin had already learned from Dürer that basically all the officers in the prisoner of war camp were shot by the Germans shortly after entering the camp. Therefore, he instinctively thought that the prisoner of war in front of him was... He was just an ordinary soldier. He thought the other party wanted to ask him something, so he smiled and said, "If you don't understand anything, you can ask the soldier who escorts you."
"Comrade Commander," the middle-aged prisoner of war said with tears in his eyes, "Don't you recognize me?"
Ponjelin looked at the middle-aged man in front of him carefully, his eyebrows knitted into a knot, and he tried hard to search for names and experiences that matched this person in his memory. But after looking at it for a long time, he finally chose to give up. He shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I'm sorry, comrade soldier, I think I must have never seen you before."
"Comrade Commander," seeing that Ponedelin did not recognize him, the middle-aged prisoner of war became excited: "Don't you really know me? I am Kharitoev, the commander of the 164th Infantry Division of the 17th Army. "
Ponijelin had a shocked expression on his face when he heard what the other party said. He looked at the other party carefully again, trying to confirm whether the other party was the person in his memory. After looking carefully for a long time, Ponejelin finally confirmed that the middle-aged prisoner in front of him was indeed his former subordinate.
"Yes, Comrade Commander, I am still alive." The middle-aged prisoner of war, no, it was Colonel Kharitoyev, who once served as the commander of the 164th Infantry Division, said to Ponedelin with tears streaming down his face: "Our division is defending During the battle in Vinnitsa, we were defended by superior German forces. Although we put up tenacious resistance, we were ultimately unable to stop them because the Germans had aircraft, tanks and artillery.”
Ponedelin saw his old subordinate wearing a prison uniform and knew that he had just been exchanged today. He was eager to know how he became a prisoner of the German army, so he asked curiously: "Kharitoyev, how did you get captured?" of?"
"When I led a few soldiers to break through, I encountered a large German army that had detoured to the rear." Kharitoyev replied: "I was unfortunately injured during the battle. A surviving soldier joined me in order to cover my escape. I changed my clothes and lured the enemy away. Unfortunately, my injuries were too serious and I fainted not long after walking. When I woke up, I was already in a German prisoner of war camp."
"I heard that all the officers in the prisoner-of-war camp were killed by the Germans." Ponejelin waited for the other party to finish speaking before explaining why he had not recognized him just now: "First, because there are no officers in the prisoner-of-war camp. , so I was just wondering, which army soldier are you from, and have I seen you before. Secondly, you have been in the prisoner of war camp for such a long time and have suffered so much that your whole appearance has also changed. It’s still very difficult to recognize you at a glance.”
