Red Moscow.

Chapter 2845

Just as Sokov was reminiscing with Romanlov in an ambulance, Tonya, who was about to go to work, met Belkin who walked out of a tent.

She quickly stopped and saluted the other party: "Hello, comrade, deputy brigade commander."

"Hello, comrade military doctor." Although there were several military doctors in the medical team in Moscow this time, there were only Dongniya, the female military doctor. Belkin naturally impressed her: "If I remember correctly, your name is Dongniya, right?"

"That's right, comrade of the deputy brigade commander, I am Donya, from the military hospital on Lenin Street, Moscow."

After chatting with Dongniya for a few words, Belkin suddenly remembered something and asked Belkin: "Comrade Deputy Brigade Commander, I want to ask you a question."

"What's the problem?"

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

"I seem to hear him say that he is from Zhitomir." After answering the question casually, Berkin suddenly realized that Tonya would not ask this question for no reason, and quickly asked back: "What are you asking about this? Have you seen him?"

"Yes, I've just met him, and he said he's going to visit an old subordinate." Dongniya explained to Belkin: "Although I met him for the first time, I feel very familiar with him, as if I have known friends for a long time."

A puzzled expression appeared on Belkin's face: "As far as I know, although the brigade commander has been to Moscow twice, he is always by the senior commander and should not have the 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 when she heard Belkin say this, thinking that she might be a little nervous and that she would actually feel that a person she had never met would be an acquaintance. She grinned and said awkwardly: "Comrade Deputy Brigade Commander, you are right. Maybe I made a mistake and regarded the Brigade Commander as one of my friends."

"You just said that the brigade commander went to see one of his old subordinates?" Berkin asked casually, "That old subordinate is named Roman Lov, right?"

Although Sokov just told Dongniya that he wanted to see his old subordinate, he didn't pay attention to whether he had said the injured. At this moment, she could only respond vaguely, "Maybe it is."

Belkin looked at the ambulance not far away, thinking about whether he should go over and say hello to Sokov. But after thinking about it, I felt that Sokov had a lot to say when he met his subordinates again, and he felt that he should not bother them, so he turned around and walked towards the brigade command.

Sokov and Romanlov had a while of old age, and after asking the other party to have a good rest, they got out of the ambulance.

Vera, who was standing by the door, saw Sokov come down and immediately stepped forward and closed the rear door.

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

When Vera heard Sokov say this, he nodded without hesitation, and followed Sokov to an unmanned open space next to her.

"Comrade Nurse." Sokov looked at Vera and asked, "Tell me truthfully, how was Romanlov's injury?"

"It's very serious, comrade comrade comrade," Vera said with a serious expression: "He was injured by shrapnel. The area of ​​the injury was relatively large. In addition, after the injury, he did not receive timely and effective care, which led to the infection and suppuration of most wounds. Although Jenna took emergency treatment for him, whether he can survive depends on his luck."

What Vera said was exactly what Sokov was worried about. He knew that Grigory Romanov's future life trajectory would be. If there were any problems, it would probably lead to serious deviations in future history. Just like the plot in a Russian drama "Chernobyl: The Forbidden Zone" he later watched, the explosion at the Chernobyl nuclear power plant was prevented by the passage of several young people. As a result, the location of the explosion at the nuclear power plant became the United States.

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

"Comrade Nurse," Sokov asked cautiously, "I was injured on the battlefield last time, but after a few hours, I found that the wound had healed. I was thinking about whether there is a special substance in my blood that can help the wound heal quickly? If this magical substance really exists, can the transfusion of my blood to Romanov make his injury heal quickly?"

Hearing Sokov's words, Vera tugged at the corner of her mouth and said a little embarrassedly: "Comrade Brigade Commander, what you are talking about is too fantastic, right? I have been a nurse for more than ten years, and I have never heard that blood transfusions can quickly heal the wounds of the wounds."

Sokov saw from Vera's expression that the other party did not trust him at all. He quickly reached out to hold her hand and said earnestly: "Comrade Nurse, Romanov's injury is very serious now, so let's just treat it as a dead horse. Give me a tube of my blood and go and inject it into Romanov to see if it can heal his injuries."

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

But before Vera finished speaking, Sokov raised his hand to stop her from saying something, but said in an orderly tone: "This is an order!"

"Okay, comrade comrade commander." Since Sokov had already said this was an order, Vera had no choice but to obey unconditionally: "Please come with me, I'll take you to the car next to you to draw blood." As he said that, he 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 in the car, and then took out a needle and drew blood for Sokov according to Sokov's order.

However, before drawing blood, Vera asked according to the example: "Comrade Brigade Commander, what blood type do you have?"

"I'm type O blood," Sokov said with a smile, "the universal blood transfusion."

"The wounded has type A blood, and he can be given a blood transfusion."

Soon, the blood was drained.

Vera asked Sokov for advice, "Comrade Brigade Commander, what should I do next? Will I directly give the wounded blood transfusion?" "I think I'll give him an injection."

Vera was a little hesitant. The blood drawn usually had to be treated for use by the injured. Now Sokov says that it is easy to cause problems by directly injecting the injured.

"Comrade Nurse," Sokov saw Vera stunned, and hurriedly urged: "Come over and inject the wounded, otherwise the blood will closure and block the needle, which will be a waste."

Vera did not dare to neglect, so she quickly opened the car door, got out of the ambulance with the needle, and ran quickly towards the ambulance where Romanlov was.

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

After Vera finished the injection of Romanov, Sokov said to her again: "Comrade Nurse, if Romanov's injury is healed after the injection, when others ask what is going on, you must say you don't know. Do you understand?"

Vera knew very well that Sokov's blood could really treat the wounded. Once others knew about it, there would probably be countless wounded people who wanted to inject his blood to treat his injuries. In that case, not to mention that Sokov was just an ordinary person, even if he was an elephant, all the blood on his body was drained, he would not be able to treat several wounded people.

"Comrade Brigade Commander, I understand." Vera nodded and said, "I can't tell anyone about this. At the same time, it's better not to tell anyone about this, otherwise it will cause you countless troubles."

Sokov knew what Vera said. If more people knew their blood could help the injured heal quickly, there would be countless people coming to him, hoping to use their blood to treat their superiors or subordinates. At that time, when facing these people’s requests, will you agree or not?

"Don't worry, comrade nurse, this is the little secret between us." Sokov blinked at Vera and continued, "If Romanov's injury really improves, remember to tell me the brigade department."

After the explanation, Sokov turned around and walked towards the brigade headquarters without caring about whether Romanov's injury would improve.

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

"Really?" Sokov couldn't help but look happy when he learned that the reconnaissance team sent was back: "Are you all back?"

Karsokov paused and continued, "I will only come back to the second and third reconnaissance teams. There is no news about the first reconnaissance team yet."

When Sokov learned that only two reconnaissance teams had returned, he couldn't help but worry about the missing first reconnaissance team. However, he was eager to know the direction of his enemy's front, but he asked urgently: "What kind of situation did they bring?"

"According to the report of the Second Reconnaissance Team," Karsokov reported: "They found a German transshipment warehouse in the rear of the town of Popkovo, twenty kilometers away, with a large amount of weapons, ammunition, supplies and oil."

"So, this should be a supply point for the Germans." Sokov stared at the location marked on the map and said thoughtfully: "If we can send troops to destroy the enemy's ammunition depot and oil reserves, the enemy will be unable to attack the friendly positions."

As soon as Sokov finished speaking, Belkin added: "Down with the German supply points and cut off the supply of ammunition, materials and fuel from the frontier Germans, their attack on friendly forces had to temporarily stop. And while they were waiting for new ammunition and fuel, our friendly forces could use this precious time that they had finally obtained 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: "If we want to send troops to attack such a faraway target, will the Germans not be discovered on the road?"

Sokov did not answer this question immediately, but asked back: "When the two reconnaissance teams returned, did they encounter enemies along the way?"

"No." Karsokov understood the question Sokov was asked and quickly explained: "When the reconnaissance team returned, they were not discovered by the enemy, which does not mean that there must be no enemies along the way. You must know that the reconnaissance team composed of several people has a much smaller target than the army with hundreds of people."

"Chief of Staff, what you said makes sense." Sokov agreed with Karsokov's statement, but at the same time he also expressed his thoughts: "In order not to be discovered by the enemy, we can attack the troops at the enemy's supply points and set out at night, so that the risk of being discovered by the enemy can be reduced."

"I agree with the brigade commander." Berkin echoed: "I think the company that last night will carry out this mission. They are wearing German uniforms and march at night. Even if they meet Germans, they have ways to hide it."

"Yes, that's it."

When formulating the combat plan, Sokov couldn't help but sigh in his heart that if he could develop the 107 rocket launcher, AK47 assault rifle, and RPG rocket launcher early like in his previous life, the troops participating in the night attack mission tonight may 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 careful combat plan.

The three of them spent more than half an hour to improve their combat plan. After the final plan was released, the three of them studied it repeatedly before they decided to implement it according to the plan.

When Sokov was about to call the commander who was carrying out the mission to assign the mission, he heard someone outside the tent saying, "Comrade Sentinel, I am from a field hospital. If you have any questions, please contact the brigade commander. Can you help me get in and inform me?"

Sokov's ears were pointed, and he could immediately hear that the person who was talking was Vera, so he quickly lifted the curtain and rushed out.

Seeing Vera standing at the door clearly, her face was full of astonishment. Sokov couldn't help but skip a beat, thinking to himself, could it be that after the blood injection, Romanlov's injury did not improve? With such questions, he pulled Vera away from the tent and asked in a low voice: "Comrade Nurse, how is the situation?"

"Comrade Brigade Commander," Vera said happily with joy: "Your blood is really effective. Less than an hour after the injection, Comrade Romanlov's injuries were completely healed. I had just carefully examined him that the place where the rotten flesh was cut off due to suppuration had recovered as usual. If I had not seen it with my own eyes, I could not believe it was true. Just injecting a few dozen milliliters of blood, it would have allowed a serious injury to heal in a short period of time. It was amazing."

When Sokov learned that Romanov's injuries had been healed, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Where is Romanov now?"

"His injuries have healed, and I will definitely not let him stay in that ambulance again." Vera replied, "I have settled him in a nearby tent, where there are some minor wounded people. It will be too eye-catching when he stays in it for two days before letting him out."

(End of this chapter)