red moscow

Chapter 2845

While Sokov was reminiscing with Romanov in the ambulance, Tonya, who was about to go to work, met Belkin walking out of a tent.

She quickly stopped and saluted: "Hello, Comrade Deputy Brigade Commander."

"Hello, Comrade Doctor." Although there were several doctors in the medical team from Moscow, there was only one female doctor, Tonya. Belkin was naturally impressed by her. "If I remember correctly, your name is Tonya, right?"

"Yes, Comrade Deputy Brigade Commander, my name is Tonya, and I come from the military hospital on Lenin Street in Moscow."

After Belkin and Tonya chatted for a while, Belkin suddenly remembered something and asked Belkin: "Comrade Deputy Brigade Commander, I want to ask you a question."

"what is the problem?"

"Can you tell me where the brigade commander is from?"

"I seemed to hear him say that he was from Zhitomir." Belkin answered the question casually, and then he realized that Tonya would not ask this question for no reason, so he quickly asked back: "Why are you asking this? Have you seen him?"

"Yes, I just met him. He said he was going to visit an old subordinate." Tonya explained to Belkin: "Although it was the first time I met him, I felt very familiar with him, as if he was a friend I had known for a long time."

Belkin had a puzzled expression on his face. "As far as I know, the brigade commander has been to Moscow twice, but he was with senior commanders both times. He probably had no chance to meet you. You may have made a mistake."

Although Tonya thought Sokov looked very friendly and seemed to be a friend she had known for many years, she couldn't help but feel suspicious after hearing what Belkin said. She thought she might be a little overly sensitive to think that a person she had never met before was an acquaintance of hers. She grinned and said awkwardly, "Comrade Deputy Brigade Commander, you are right. Maybe I made a mistake and mistook the Brigade Commander for one of my friends."

"You just said that the brigade commander went to see one of his old subordinates?" Belkin asked casually, "Is that old subordinate called Romanov?"

Although Sokov had just told Tonya that he was going to see his old subordinate, Tonya hadn't noticed whether he mentioned the name of the wounded. When Belkin asked her this, she could only vaguely answer, "Maybe."

Belkin looked at the ambulance not far away, wondering if he should go over and say hello to Sokov. But after thinking about it, he felt that Sokov and his men would have a lot to say when they met again, so he decided not to disturb them and turned to walk towards the brigade headquarters.

Sokov and Romanov chatted for a while, told each other to have a good rest, and then got out of the ambulance.

Vera, who was standing by the door, saw Sokov get out and immediately went forward and closed the back door.

After Vera closed the door, Sokov whispered, "Comrade Head Nurse, come with me. I have something to ask you."

Hearing what Sokov said, Vera nodded without any hesitation, and followed Sokov to an empty space nearby.

"Comrade head nurse." Sokov looked at Vera and asked, "Tell me the truth about Romanov's injury."

"It's very serious, Comrade Brigade Commander." Vera said with a serious expression: "He was injured by shrapnel. The injured area was originally quite large. In addition, he did not receive timely and effective care after the injury, which caused most of the wounds to become infected and festered. Although Jenna gave him emergency treatment, whether he can survive depends on his luck."

What Vera said was exactly what Sokov was worried about. He knew Grigory Romanov's future life trajectory, and if something happened to him, it might lead to serious deviations in future history. Just like the plot in a Russian drama he watched later, "Chernobyl: The Exclusion Zone", where a few young people traveled through time and prevented the explosion at the Chernobyl Nuclear Power Plant. As a result, the location of the nuclear power plant explosion became the United States.

If Grigory Romanov really died in this era, Sokov could not guarantee whether the future Soviet history would develop in an unexpected direction, so he had to find a way to save his life. He remembered that he was unfortunately shot on the battlefield some time ago, but the wound healed directly without treatment.

"Comrade head nurse," Sokov asked cautiously, "I was wounded on the battlefield last time, but after a few hours, I found that my wound had healed. I was wondering if there is a special substance in my blood that can help wounds heal quickly? If there is such a magical substance, then if I transfuse my blood to Romanov, can his injuries heal quickly?"

Hearing Sokov's words, Vera's mouth twitched, and she said awkwardly: "Comrade Brigade Commander, what you said is too far-fetched, isn't it? I have been a nurse for more than ten years, and I have never heard that blood transfusion can make the wounded heal quickly."

Sokov saw from the expression on Vera's face that she didn't trust him at all. He quickly reached out and held her hand, saying earnestly: "Comrade head nurse, Romanov's injury is very serious now. Let's just give it a try. Draw a tube of my blood and inject it into Romanov to see if it can heal his injury."

"Comrade Brigade Commander, your statement is really absurd..."

But before Vera could finish, Sokov raised his hand to stop her from saying anything else and said in a commanding tone: "This is an order!"

"Okay, Comrade Brigade Commander." Since Sokov had already said this was an order, Vera could only choose to obey unconditionally: "Please follow me, I'll take you to the car next door to draw blood." As she said that, she quickly walked to the back door of another ambulance, opened the door and said to Sokov: "Please get in the car!"

After the two got in the car, Vera closed the door, turned on the lights inside the car, and then, following Sokov's orders, took out a syringe and drew blood from Sokov.

But before drawing blood, Vera asked as usual: "Comrade Brigade Commander, what is your blood type?"

"I have type O blood," Sokov said with a smile, "a universal blood donor."

"The injured person has type A blood. He can be given a blood transfusion."

Soon, a tube of blood was drawn.

Vera asked Sokov, "Comrade Commander, what should we do next? Should we give the wounded a blood transfusion?" "I think we should just give him an injection."

Vera hesitated. Usually, the blood drawn had to be processed before it could be used on the wounded. Now Sokov said that injecting the wounded directly would easily cause problems.

"Comrade head nurse," Sokov saw Vera standing there in a daze and hurriedly urged, "Go and give the wounded an injection quickly, otherwise the blood will coagulate and clog the needle, and it will be a waste."

Vera did not dare to delay. She quickly opened the door, got out of the ambulance with the syringe, and ran quickly to the ambulance where Romanov was.

Sokov did not leave immediately, but stood at the door and waited quietly.

After Vera finished injecting Romanov, Sokov said to her, "Comrade head nurse, if Romanov's injury heals after the injection, you must say you don't know when others ask you what happened. Do you understand?"

Vera knew very well that if Sokov's blood could really heal the wounded, then once other people knew about it, countless wounded people would want to receive his blood to heal their injuries. In that case, even if Sokov was an elephant and all his blood was drained, he would not be able to heal many wounded people, let alone an ordinary person.

"Comrade Brigade Commander, I understand." Vera nodded and said, "I can not tell anyone about this, but at the same time, you'd better not tell anyone about this casually, otherwise it will cause you countless troubles."

Sokov knew what Vera meant. If more people knew that his blood could quickly heal the wounded, countless people would come to him, hoping to use his blood to treat their superiors or subordinates. When faced with these people's requests, would he agree or not?

"Don't worry, Comrade Head Nurse, this is a little secret between the two of us." Sokov winked at Vera and continued, "If Romanov's injury really gets better, remember to tell me at the brigade headquarters."

After giving the instructions, Sokov turned and walked towards the brigade headquarters without bothering to check whether Romanov's injury would improve.

As soon as I walked into the tent, I heard Karsokov excitedly say: "Comrade Brigade Commander, you are back! I have good news for you. The reconnaissance team we sent out is back!"

"Really?" Sokov was delighted when he learned that the reconnaissance team had returned. "Are all of them back?"

Karsokov paused for a moment and continued, "Only the second and third reconnaissance teams have returned. There is still no news about the first reconnaissance team."

Upon learning that only two reconnaissance teams had returned, Sokov could not help but worry about the first reconnaissance team that had lost contact. However, he was eager to know the movements of the enemy in front of him, so he asked urgently: "What kind of information did they bring?"

"According to the report of the second reconnaissance team," Karsokov reported, "they found a German transfer warehouse behind the town of Popkovo, 20 kilometers away, which contained a large amount of weapons, ammunition, supplies and fuel."

"So this should be a German supply point." Sokov stared at the location marked by Karsokov on the map and said thoughtfully: "If we can send troops to destroy the enemy's ammunition depot and fuel reserves, the enemy will no longer be able to launch an attack on the friendly positions."

As soon as Sokov finished speaking, Belkin added: "By destroying the German supply points and cutting off the supply of ammunition, supplies and fuel to the German frontline, they will have to temporarily stop their attack on friendly forces. While they are waiting for new ammunition and fuel, our friendly forces can use this hard-earned precious time to strengthen the defense of their positions."

"But our defense zone is more than 20 kilometers away from the enemy's supply point." Karsokov reminded the two men, "If we send troops to attack a target so far away, won't we be discovered by the Germans along the way?"

Sokov did not answer the question immediately, but asked: "Did the two reconnaissance teams encounter any enemies along the way when they returned?"

"No." Karsokov understood the question Sokov was asking and quickly explained, "Just because the reconnaissance team was not discovered by the enemy on the way back doesn't mean there are no enemies along the way. You know, a reconnaissance team consisting of a few people can be a much smaller target than a troop of several hundred people."

"Chief of Staff, what you said makes sense." Sokov agreed with Karsokov's statement, but also expressed his own thoughts: "In order not to be discovered by the enemy, our troops who sneak attack the enemy's supply point can set out at night, so as to reduce the risk of being discovered by the enemy."

"I agree with the brigade commander," Belkin echoed, "I think we should let the company from last night carry out this mission. They are wearing German uniforms and marching at night. Even if they encounter Germans, they will be able to hide it."

"Okay, that's it."

When formulating the battle plan, Sokov couldn't help but sigh in his heart, if he could develop the 107 rocket launcher, AK47 assault rifle, and RPG rocket launcher early like in his previous life, then the troops participating in the night attack mission tonight would be able to destroy the German supply point with zero casualties. But now, these three weapons that appeared in advance in the previous life are impossible to appear. If the commanders and fighters want to complete the attack mission, they must have a well-thought-out battle plan.

The three of them spent more than half an hour perfecting the battle plan. After the final plan was finalized, the three of them studied it over and over again before deciding to implement it.

When Sokov was about to call the commander on the mission to arrange the task, he heard someone outside the tent saying, "Comrade sentry, I'm from the field hospital. I have something to ask Comrade Brigade Commander. Can you help me go in and inform him?"

Sokov had sharp ears and immediately recognized that the person speaking was Vera, so he quickly opened the curtain and rushed out.

Seeing Vera standing at the door with a look of astonishment on her face, Sokov's heart skipped a beat, wondering if the blood injection had not helped Romanov's injury. With such doubts, he pulled Vera away from the tent and asked in a low voice, "Comrade head nurse, how is the situation?"

"Comrade Brigade Commander," Vera said with a happy face after hearing what Sokov said, "your blood is really effective. Less than an hour after the injection, Comrade Romanov's injuries were completely healed. I just checked him carefully, and the place where the rotten flesh was cut off due to suppuration has returned to normal. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would not have believed it was true. Just injecting a few dozen milliliters of blood can make a seriously injured person heal in a short time. This is simply amazing."

Upon learning that Romanov's injury had healed, Sokov breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Where is Romanov now?"

"His injuries have healed. I will definitely not let him stay in the ambulance." Vera replied: "I have settled him in a nearby tent. There are some lightly injured people living in it. If he stays in there for two days, it will be too conspicuous to let him out."

(End of this chapter)