"Yes, I'm Shulka!" Shulka replied, "You've just arrived, and if I'm any late, I'll probably be shot as a spy by them!" ”

The militiamen couldn't help but be stunned...... Not the militia, exactly, but the soldiers of the 82nd Infantry Regiment.

Shulka walked up to the cap and asked, "Comrade Valery, can you give me back my rifle and papers?" ”

"Oh, of course, Comrade Shulka!" Valery panicked and unloaded his rifle from his back, even pointing it at Shulka when he handed it over.

Shulka shook his head secretly, if it weren't for the lack of bullets in the gun, he would have died by now.

"What's going on?" The coachman of the carriage was an officer, and his rank was not low, and it was evident in the moonlight that he was a captain.

He parted the militia, then saluted Shulka and reported: "I'm Andrianka, a staff officer of the 82nd Infantry Regiment, sorry, I'm late!" ”

Smelling the smell of wine coming out of the staff officer's mouth, Shulka knew why he was late.

Shulka raised his head at Valery: "And the papers!" ”

"Oh yes, of course!" Valery reacted at this time, and hurriedly took out his documents from his pocket and handed them back to Shulka.

Shulka didn't say anything, he just climbed into the carriage with Andrianka, and then let Andrianka skillfully whip the carriage around, and then hurried in the other direction with a shout.

At this time, Shulka's heart was broken, the soldiers of an infantry regiment did not even have military uniforms, and the car that came to pick up the deputy regiment commander was a carriage.

Shulka had thought that this force would be bad, but he didn't expect it to be so bad.

What Shulka didn't expect was that this "bad" impression was just beginning.

The carriage drove in the snow for about an hour before reaching its destination, the barracks of the 82nd Infantry Regiment.

Shulka was on the verge of freezing...... A horse-drawn carriage and a jeep are two different things, the jeep can be shielded from the wind and rain as long as the windows are closed, and the temperature emitted by the engine in the car is not a big problem.

But the carriage ...... Not to mention the wind on all sides, snowflakes can fall directly on your body and then layer by layer, and Shulka, who is not used to it, only shiveres from the cold.

Finally arrived at the barracks, and when the carriage stopped, Shulka couldn't wait to jump out of the carriage and stretch his almost stiff hands and feet.

"The regimental headquarters has arrived, Comrade Shulka!"

Shulka couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, the small cabin in front of him was actually the regimental headquarters.

If this 82nd Regiment was fighting on the front line, it would be understandable that the regimental headquarters would be located in a cabin, after all, it should be inconspicuous at the front line.

But here is Ulyupinsk, far from the front line.

The 82nd Infantry Regiment was fully conditioned to live in a better house with better conditions.

There were only two guards in the regimental headquarters...... In fact, Shulka wasn't sure if they were guards or orderlies, as they were busy boiling water in front of the fire.

Seeing Shulka come in, the two guards hurriedly greeted him and saluted, and then said excitedly:

"Welcome, Comrade Shulka!"

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Comrade Shulka! We heard that you are coming to our deputy head of the regiment...... It's so exciting! ”

"It's great to meet you in person, we've heard a lot about you!"

"Comrade Regiment Commander always reprimands us for your business!"

……

"You should pour Comrade Shulka a cup of hot tea!" Andrianca interrupted the guard impatiently.

"Oh, yes!"

With that, the guard panicked and served Shulka a cup of hot tea.

Shulka really needed this, because he was almost frozen, and the temperature of the hot tea made him feel like he had finally recovered from this cold world.

Taking a breath of hot air, Shulka looked around and asked, "What about the regimental commander, Comrade Andrianka?" ”

"He's gone hunting!" Andrianka replied, "I think I'm almost back now!" ”

"Hunting?" Shulka couldn't help but wonder.

"Yes, hunting!" Andrianka put his hand on the flame and baked, and then said thoughtfully: "I think you should know a little about the 82nd Infantry Regiment, or the 3rd Army, before coming here, Comrade Shulka!" ”

"I don't know much!" Shulka replied.

"We are a forgotten force, Comrade Shulka!" Andrianka replied, and then stopped talking, just adding wood to the fire one by one.

Shulka knew what he meant.

The Bryansk Front, a force that was almost completely annihilated, was either killed, captured, or mutinied, and those who came back alive escaped by the definition of Order No. 270......

As a result, this unit will become a cannon fodder unit, they will receive the least supplies and resources, and they will be sent to the battlefield to give their heads in wartime, which is not much different from the "punishment battalion" in the middle and late stages.

Suddenly, Shulka understood why the regimental commander had gone hunting, because they had no food to entertain Shulka as a guest.

At this moment, a cold wind blew, and several people walked in from outside the door, led by a major, who exclaimed excitedly as soon as he entered: "Good luck, Andrianca, we have hit a wild wolf!" ”

"Comrade Regiment Commander!" Andrianka said: "Comrade Shulka has arrived! ”

Shulka hurriedly greeted him and stood up and saluted: "Captain Shulka, this is my letter of appointment!" ”

"Welcome, Comrade Shulka!" The regiment commander dropped the wolf, wiped his hands on the military uniform with some nervousness, and then held Shulka's hand tightly, and said, "You know what? When I heard that they were going to send you to this deputy head of the regiment, I couldn't believe my ears! ”

"Yes!" "They informed us only a few hours ago, and the regimental commander immediately went up the mountain with a gun to hunt! ”

"Luckily I didn't go home empty-handed!" The regimental commander laughed: "We can have a full meal tonight!" ”

"Thank you very much, Comrade Regiment Commander!" Shulka said.

It's a very special way to welcome you.

The head of the regiment invited Shulka aside, and then said in a low voice: "Although I don't know what the reason is! But I told the soldiers that the superiors wanted to reorganize the troops, so they sent you! ”

Shulka nodded in understanding.

The regimental commander was obviously a veteran, and he knew that it was obviously not a good thing for Shulka to be transferred from the 1st Guards Tank Brigade to this unit that did not poop and resembled a "punishment battalion" as a deputy regimental commander.

But it would certainly be nice to be able to use Shulka's fame to boost morale and even make them think that their superiors had not abandoned them.

Therefore, Shulka thought that he should perhaps take on this role and reorganize the troops.