USSR 1941

  Chapter 170 The apple is ripe

   What Shulka doesn't know is that he has actually done something to solve the problem, he just doesn't know it yet.

  The undoing work continued the next day.

  The teaching group and the trainees newly incorporated into the guerrillas have all returned to the establishment... This part is the easiest to deal with, and they all go home with one order.

  All kinds of documents and incoming and outgoing telegrams at the headquarters must be sorted out, sorted, and then sealed for inspection by the Ministry of Internal Affairs at any time.

This is not bad. If the guerrillas who have already been sent out want to withdraw, they need to arrange connectors, transportation tools, routes, etc. If they are not careful, they will be discovered by the enemy and there will be casualties... The sad thing is that their casualties don’t know where they belong kind of.

hero?

   Or a deserter?

   At this time, Shulka realized that he had thought about the problem simply before, thinking that as long as it was beneficial to the war, the country and the army, even if there was any problem, it would be a small problem.

   "Shuerka!" Just when Shurka was in a daze, Major Gavrilov called out, and then raised his head towards the door.

   Shulka turned his head and saw that it was Captain Bogdan and his assistant, two officers from the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

   "Comrade Shulka!" Lieutenant Bogdan walked into the headquarters, looked at the busy crowd around him, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "It's almost there, isn't it?"

   "Yes!" Shulka replied: "The guerrillas that have been sent out are also retreating, but it is impossible to complete the retreat today!"

  Captain Bogdan nodded, and then said: "I hope you can understand, Comrade Shulka, we are all serving the motherland and for the benefit of the Soviet Union, but we should look farther and wider!"

   "Yes, Comrade Captain!" Shulka replied.

  The deputy instructor also put on his military cap and walked up at this time, as if he was worried about any sudden trouble... In fact, if there is any trouble, the assistant instructor may not be able to stop it.

   "So, let's do it!" Captain Bogdan said: "If there is any problem, I will contact you!"

   Said Captain Bogdan shook hands with Shulka, turned around and was about to leave.

   But he was stopped.

   "Wait, Comrade Bogdan!" It was Admiral Kirponos who stopped him, his face was full of excitement, and he held a telegram in his hand. He obviously ran down temporarily because the guards were chasing after him.

   "Is there any problem, Comrade General?" Bogdan saluted General Kirponos while talking.

   "Can you read this telegram for me, Comrade Bogdan?" Admiral Kirponos handed over the telegram: "Order from Moscow!"

"Of course!" Although Lieutenant Bogdan didn't understand what Admiral Kirponos meant, he still took the telegram and read it: "Order: The Southwest Front Army suspends the attack on the east bank of the Dnieper River and is building its own defenses. At the same time, fully organize, train, and command the guerrillas..."

   After reading this, Captain Bogdan already knew what the telegram said, and couldn't help but stare blankly at Admiral Kirponos.

   "You haven't finished reading it, Comrade Bogdan!" Admiral Kirponos stared at Captain Bogdan seriously.

  Lieutenant Bogdan looked around in embarrassment, and then continued to read: "Command the guerrillas to fight behind enemy lines, and allow the guerrillas to use flexible tactics to attack the lackeys of the Communist Party—the Supreme Command!"

The office was quiet at first, and then burst into cheers with a "coax". Major Gavrilov and Major Varenka couldn't help hugging Shulka. Only the assistant instructor stood there silently, but he could It was obvious that he was trying to stay calm.

   "No problem now, Comrade Bogdan?" Admiral Kirponos asked.

   "No, of course there is no problem!"

   "We didn't violate Order 270, did we?"

"Yes of course!"

   "We can continue to organize guerrillas, please?"

   "Yes, Comrade General!"

   As he spoke, Captain Bogdan left in despair with his assistants.

   "Comrade General!" Shulka squeezed up from the cheering crowd and asked General Kirponos: "I am not dreaming, why did Moscow suddenly send this telegram..."

   "Not suddenly, Shulka!" Admiral Kirponos said: "The apples are ripe!"

Shulka couldn't help but "Oh", and then slapped his head, he almost forgot about it... Yesterday the guerrillas got a few time bombs mixed with the German army's supplies and set the time to explode in 20 hours, now 20 hours have passed.

   "Squad Five, did they succeed?" Shulka asked.

"Yes!" General Kirponos replied: "They succeeded. A time bomb exploded in the warehouse of the Belgorod railway station. The chain reaction caused by the explosion almost blew up half of the railway station. , and a raging fire was ignited, burning countless artillery, vehicles and supplies!"

   There was another round of cheers in the office.

   "This dealt a serious setback to Army Group South!" Admiral Kirponos continued, "It was also a major victory for our guerrilla warfare. After I got this information, I immediately reported the whole thing to Moscow, and then..."

  Admiral Kirponos raised the telegram in his hand, and everything that happened next was in the telegram.

"You are right, Shulka!" Admiral Kirponos shook Shulka's hand with emotion, and said, "It should be said that you succeeded, you proved the power of this kind of battle behind enemy lines, but A few bombs... played a role that our entire Southwestern Front Army could not match. You saved us again, Comrade Shulka, and I thank you on their behalf!"

   "This is what I should do, Comrade General!"

  Admiral Kirponos nodded, then turned his head and shouted to the others: "Have you heard the content of the telegram! Why are you still standing here? Move, you idiots!"

   "Yes, Comrade General!" Major Gavrilov and others responded, and immediately directed his subordinates to move back the documents that had just been sealed, as well as radio stations, telephones, etc.

   It's a bit of a back and forth, but they're happy to do it anyway.

   "Comrade Shulka!" When no one else was paying attention, the deputy instructor approached Shulka and asked in a low voice, "Do you have any trouble with Lieutenant Nejket?"

"Nedikt?" It was a staff officer in the office, and Shulka nodded and replied: "Maybe yes, he has a higher rank than me and is unwilling to obey my orders, so Major Varenka reprimanded him A meal... but I don't think it's a holiday, is there a problem?"

   "It's his small report!" said the assistant instructor.

   Then the deputy instructor raised his eyebrows and said, "Leave this matter to me, I like to deal with such matters!"