red moscow

Chapter 2903

After entering the tent, Sokov said to Politik: "Comrade Colonel, now that you have entered the defense zone of my brigade, what are your plans? Will you stay here and fight alongside us, or go to the army headquarters to accept a new mission?"

Belkin followed in and said to Sokov, "Comrade Commander, after the two of them came here, I immediately reported the situation to the headquarters."

"What does Comrade Commander say?"

"Comrade Commander is not at the headquarters," Belkin replied. "It is said that he received a notice from General Zhukov and went to the front headquarters."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Sokov raised his hand to check the time. "I'll call the headquarters again to see if Comrade Commander has returned."

After saying that, he picked up the phone on the table and called the army headquarters.

After the call was connected, a strange male voice came from inside: "This is the duty room of the group army headquarters."

Sokov guessed that the person who answered the phone should be the staff officer on duty at the headquarters, and quickly said, "I am Lieutenant Colonel Sokov, the commander of the infantry brigade. There is an important situation and I need to report it to the commander or chief of staff immediately."

The duty officer was originally planning to ask Sokov to call back after daybreak, but when he heard what he said, he immediately changed his mind and said politely, "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, please wait a moment. I will transfer the call immediately."

Malinin's familiar voice soon came from the receiver: "Lieutenant Colonel Sokov, you're calling at this time. Is there something important?"

"Comrade Chief of Staff." Sokov glanced at the people standing next to him, then said, "I want to ask, how does the headquarters plan to settle the 315th Division?"

"315th Division?" Malinin hesitated for a moment after hearing the number, then said, "Are you talking about the unit that just came back from behind enemy lines?"

"That's right!"

Malinin was silent for a moment, then said, "Your deputy has reported this matter, but since the commander has not returned yet, we have not made any arrangements for the 315th Division for the time being."

"Comrade Commander hasn't come back yet?"

"Yes, he hasn't come back yet."

Knowing that Rokossovsky had not yet returned to the army headquarters, Sokov couldn't help but feel anxious: "What should we do with the 315th Division?"

"Lieutenant Colonel Sokov, don't be anxious." Malinin said, "You have been traveling for such a long time, you must be very tired, just take a rest first. It won't be too late for you to come to the headquarters to discuss this matter after daybreak."

"ok, I get it."

After Sokov hung up the phone, he apologized to Politik and Haranchuk and said, "Comrades, since the commander has not returned yet, Chief of Staff Colonel Malinin cannot make any arrangements for you for the time being. How about you go and rest first, and I will take you to the army headquarters after daybreak?"

"Lieutenant Colonel Sokov, if that's the case, then let's go and rest first. If there's anything else, we can talk about it after daybreak."

After Sokov ordered Romanov to take the two to rest, he saw Khabarov standing in the corner. He remembered that Khabarov had appeared in front of him for such a long time, but due to various reasons, he still had time to find out the reason for his disappearance. So he pointed at him and said, "Anton, come out with me. I have something to ask you."

Khabarov's face lit up when he heard that, and he quickly followed Sokov out of the tent and walked towards a deserted place nearby.

After arriving at an open area far from the tent, Khabarov looked around and didn't see any people, so he asked urgently: "Misha, is that you?"

Sokov did not answer immediately, but looked around. He knew that if outsiders heard what he and Khabarov were going to say next, it would probably cause an uproar, so he had to be cautious and look carefully at the surrounding environment before speaking.

After looking around and making sure that no one was eavesdropping on his conversation with Khabarov, he said, "Anton, what did you just say? Did you know me before?"

Khabarov grinned, "Misha, I remember when you asked me my name, I only said my last name was Khabarov, but I never told anyone my specific name. But you can call out my real name Anton. Doesn't that mean you are the Misha I know?"

At this point, Sokov no longer concealed the truth and nodded in acknowledgement: "Yes, I am Misha."

Seeing that Sokov admitted his identity, Khabarov grabbed his hand and asked excitedly: "Misha, how did you come to this era?"

Sokov glanced at him and said unhappily, "While we were searching for you, we somehow came to this era. I'm still having a headache. How can we return to the future?"

"'We'?" Khabarov noticed that Sokov said "we" instead of "I", and couldn't help asking curiously: "Misha, besides you, who else came to this era?"

"It was a police officer who accompanied me to look for you." Sokov explained to Khabarov: "After you and another person disappeared in the basement of Khovlin Hospital, my friend and I went to the place where you disappeared and tried to find your whereabouts. Unexpectedly, I accidentally fell into a deep pit. When I woke up, I found myself in the wilderness near Kiev."

After Sokov spent more than ten minutes telling his story, he asked, "Anton, can you tell me how you came to this era?"

Khabarov was silent for a moment, then he spoke: "We went to explore the underground of the Hovlin Hospital, but not long after we walked, the road collapsed and we were trapped in a room. Braun and I volunteered to explore the way, and we found a spot with soft soil and started digging, trying to dig out a passage. As we were digging, the passage collapsed again, burying us both underneath. When I woke up, I found myself in this era."

"Where is your companion named Braun?" asked Sokov.

Khabarov shook his head and said with a bitter face: "After I woke up, I found myself in a town full of ruins, surrounded by people fleeing. I asked someone and learned that there was a war going on. In order to survive, I had to flee with them. On the way, I was trapped in an air-raid shelter by the Germans, and then I was rescued by the soldiers."

When Sokov heard this, he showed a look of astonishment on his face: "Wait a minute, Anton, according to what you said, you have not been in this era for a long time?" "Yes." Khabarov thought for a moment and gave an accurate answer: "Today is the third day since I came to this era."

"But, I came to this era accidentally while searching for you after you disappeared. It's been more than two months now. How could you have only been here for three days?"

"I don't know the specific situation." Khabarov shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "I guess it's because the speed of time we experienced is different. So although the time difference between the previous and the next time is only one or two days, the time error when we arrived at this era is the difference between three days and two months."

This matter was too complicated, and Sokov had no intention to figure it out. What he was most looking forward to now was to return to the future as soon as possible, so he asked Khabarov: "By the way, your friend's name is Braun, and this name doesn't sound like a Russian."

"You are right, he is not Russian, but German."

After hearing this, Sokov's eyes twitched violently, and he asked in confusion: "Anton, why are there Germans among your friends?"

"Braun is also a digger. He came to Moscow to look for some valuable artifacts on the battlefields of the past." Khabarov explained to Sokov, "But he was unlucky. An accident happened during his first expedition with us."

"Do you know where he is?"

"I don't know." Khabarov shook his head and said, "I just said that when I woke up, I found that I was alone and Braun was missing. By the way, Misha, do you know the whereabouts of the policeman who traveled with you?"

"Of course, of course I know." Sokov nodded and said in a positive tone: "She is now in Moscow, an ordinary police corporal."

"Ah, she's a woman?" Khabarov said in surprise, "When I heard you say that a policeman went deep underground with you to look for us, I thought it was a male policeman, but it turned out to be a woman."

"If my guess is correct, there are four of us who have come to this era. I'm afraid we will have a chance to return to the future only after everyone is together."

Hearing that they could return to the future, Khabarov became excited: "Misha, do you have any idea to get us back to the future?"

"I've seen a movie called 'We Are From the Future' before. You recommended it to me." Sokov looked at Khabarov and asked, "Do you remember it?"

"I remember, of course I remember." Khabarov began to recall the plot of the movie: "The four diggers in the movie met an old lady who delivered milk while searching for treasure. She asked them to help her find her missing son and retrieve her silver cigarette case. The four were drunk at the time and agreed to the old lady's request. Then, when they went to swim in a nearby lake, they accidentally arrived during the Great Patriotic War. The general plot is like this."

"Yes, that's exactly what happened." Sokov nodded and said, "Later, when the four of them were on a reconnaissance mission, they were unfortunately captured by the German army. In the wooden house where they were held, they unexpectedly met the old lady's son and got the silver cigarette case from him. After escaping, they participated in another battle. After the battle, they returned to the lake again and were able to return to the future."

"Misha, this is like playing a game. We must complete a certain task before we can move on to the next level." Khabarov said thoughtfully, "In other words, if we want to return to the future, we must first gather all four of us. Isn't that right?"

"Well, I think that's the case." Sokov nodded and said, "Now you, me and Victoria have appeared. But your German friend Braun is missing now. Only if we find him can we have a chance to return to the future."

When it comes to finding Braun, Khabarov showed a bitter expression on his face: "Misha, I have a bad feeling. Maybe Braun is in the German camp right now. Finding his whereabouts is more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack."

"If that's the case, then we're in trouble." Sokov said with a headache, "Unless we know which German unit he is in, we have a glimmer of hope of finding him."

"Misha, don't worry." Khabarov comforted Sokov, "We already have three of us now. I believe it's only a matter of time before we find Braun."

"I have never seen what Braun looks like. Even if we meet, I am afraid I would not recognize him." Sokov said to Khabarov, "I think it would be better if you stay with me as a guard. When we capture German prisoners of war, you can check on my behalf to see if there is Braun among them."

"It seems that this is the only way. I will stay with you for the time being." Khabarov nodded and agreed to Sokov's proposal, willing to stay with Sokov as a guard. He asked curiously: "I just saw a young man in the tent, who seems to be respected by you, who is he?"

"That's Romanov." Sokov said casually, "He will be a great man in the future."

"A great man in the future?" After repeating Sokov's words, Khabarov began to think with a frown.

Seeing that he was slow to speak, Sokov was about to tell him who this Romanov William whom he respected was, but he heard Khabarov say in surprise: "Misha, did you call him by the wrong name?"

"Did you call the other person's name wrong?" Sokov looked at Khabarov in confusion, not understanding why he said that.

Seeing Sokov looking at him with a puzzled look, Khabarov explained: "If I am not mistaken, he should be Grigory Vasilyevich Romanov. His last name is Romanov, not Romanov. Misha, I remember that every time you read these two surnames, you always like to confuse them."

Hearing what Khabarov said, Sokov couldn't help but blush. He did have some problems pronouncing some words correctly, so much so that he always pronounced "Romanov" as "Romanlov".

"Yes, yes, that's Romanov." Since he was wrong, Sokov naturally followed suit: "I read it wrong."

Confirming that the young man he had just seen was Grigori Romanov, who would achieve great things in the future, Khabarov seemed very excited: "Misha, you should know what he will achieve in the future, right? Now I have thought it through. Even if we can't go back to the future, as long as we have a good relationship with Romanov, we can still make a name for ourselves in the future."

"I do know what Romanov will achieve in the future," Sokov reminded Khabarov. "So we must do our best to ensure his safety. Otherwise, if something happens to him, the history we know will definitely be distorted. Therefore, we must do our best to avoid this situation."

"I understand, Misha." Khabarov assured Sokov, "I will do my best to protect Romanov's safety."

After a pause, he asked again: "When will you take me to see the police officer who came with you?"

(End of this chapter)