When General Tukhachevsky woke up, it was already past three o'clock in the morning, and there was no gunfire or rumbling artillery outside, except for the screeching channels in the newspaper room and the ticking of keystrokes by the operators, and the whole world was surprisingly quiet, which made him feel strangely unwell.

Ivanov, Nikonovich, and Generals Dadenov were all napping on the orange half-up, and Tukhachevsky's subtle movements after waking up made them wake up at the same time.

"According to the commander-in-chief, a call from Moscow, at two o'clock in the morning on April 24, the Soviet Union and Sweden, Norway, and Finland have officially exchanged fire, and the war has started in full swing." Secretary Nina Ivanovna Ivanova saw General Tukhachevsky wake up and handed him a telegram that had just been received.

This telegram, which caused a headache for General Tukhachevsky, asked Warsaw to prepare for a long time, try to contain the main German forces, and cooperate with the Soviet army in other theater of operations.

"It's over, it's over! I really don't know how capable the Soviet Union was, and it actually lit fires everywhere and caused trouble everywhere. Hold on, what do I use against the Germans? General Tukhachevsky angrily slapped the telegram on his desk.

Ivanov stood up and paced back and forth in the command headquarters. A few years ago, he was still eating and drinking spicy food in the Far East, and originally wanted to use the high-level power of the Soviet Union to consolidate his position, and at the same time take the opportunity to understand his Western opponents, but he did not expect that he would not be able to leave this time, but he might lose all the money he had accumulated over the years.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now the situation in Europe is probably going to deteriorate further, and the countries of the Soviet Union will face a strategic squeeze from the European Union. Ivanov said unhurriedly.

"It's too early to talk about the two major international groups that have no winners. In the case of the Soviet Union, we have a favorable geographical position and abundant resources, while the European Union has more contacts and advanced technology. "Nikonovic doesn't usually talk much, but he sees the current situation very clearly.

"Okay, it's a big deal to disrupt the world first, and then reshuffle the cards." Garrisoned in most of the southwestern part of the Soviet Union all year round, he had many contacts with the countries of the European Union, and had a better understanding of the ambitions of Westerners.

In contrast, General Tukhachevsky's Western Front, although it had always been in a confrontation with Germany, had little to do with the Germans because of the Soviet Union's long-standing foe-foe relationship with the European Union. Now that I really started to do it, I felt that I knew too little about the Germans.

"I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, I'm not interested in politics, I have more than 100,000 cavalry under my command, and if I don't fight, I don't have food or drink, as we all know, the Northwest Front is located in an extremely cold zone, and the land is vast and sparsely populated. Whoever gives me money and fodder, I will work for him. Nikonovich hit the nail on the head.

"Okay, generals, let's think about how to face the German attack from all sides." Tukhachevsky's biggest headache is the current crisis.

Ivanov always felt that the battle was not quite right, but he couldn't think of what the problem was, scratched his ears and cheeks, and thought about it, and seemed to have made a new discovery.

"Now, we should listen more to what the people below have to say, especially the opinions of the middle and lower rank officers, who are young and have a good brain, and may be able to find a way to break the German siege." Ivanov slapped his head.

"Nope! No, no! Dear General Ivanov, where do those hairy boys know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, don't look at their mouths full of big truths, except for complaining and giving opinions, they don't know anything else, and they don't have any real talent to learn. Behold, they will not cause trouble for me. Tukhachevsky waved his hand.

In this case, Ivanov did not want to say anything more, but silently sat back on the long wooden orange, crossed his arms and dozed.

When the others saw it, they all felt that it was not much fun to discuss it any longer, so it was better to let Tukhachevsky manipulate it alone, and it would be a big deal to lose his own net worth and life.

As the commander-in-chief, Tukhachevsky also had his own troubles, and most of the people who cooperated with him were big figures in the Soviet Union, and if he listened to their opinions, he would lose his own opinions, and he felt that he was being manipulated by others. Failure to listen to them gives the impression of intransigence and leads to disagreement in the city of Warsaw.

When the day dawned and the rain stopped, General Tukhachevsky stood in front of the gate of the headquarters and moved his arms, legs and feet, still feeling very tired and yawning incessantly. I didn't get a good night's rest, thinking about some strange questions. I turned around and washed my face with water, and my spirit seemed to be better, but I found that my eyes were bloodshot in the mirror, and I was much older.

Suddenly, there was a fierce commotion outside, as if something big had happened. Tukhachevsky was surprised, and when he ran outside, he saw a large number of soldiers carrying seven or eight wounded officers and soldiers running towards the headquarters.

The first to lie on the single frame was Sergei, the deputy battalion commander of the cavalry corps, who had just been promoted, and there were two bright red blood stains on his shoulders and abdomen, and the blood was bubbling out.

Later, Ivanov, Dardnov and Nikonovich, who were awakened, also knew that something must have happened, and hurriedly ran out of the command headquarters to investigate.

"Oh, God! How so, can you tell me what's wrong? Major. Nikonovic grabbed Sivari and asked him to explain the situation.

"I'm sorry, General. Major Sergei quietly attacked the camp of the main artillery position of the German 11th Army northeast of Warsaw last night with a battalion of cavalry, but he himself was seriously wounded. Sivari said anxiously.

"All right, Major. Don't say anything, hurry up and prepare the car to send it to the field hospital, hurry up and prepare the car! Nikonovich shouted to the logistics office, then took off his coat and gently covered Sergei's body......

Tukhachevsky sat at his desk, staring blankly at the life in front of him, waiting for Nikonovich to explain.

Nikonovich's mood was extremely complicated, given that the notice issued by the front command post on April 23 had made it clear that all units were not allowed to meet the enemy without permission, so he did not want to say anything to Tukhachevsky about Major Sergei's "feat", nor did he want to openly speak up to his subordinates.

"You may be seated, Your Excellency. I can understand your feelings at this time, but the notice from the front-line command post was only issued yesterday, and I don't think your subordinates are so forgetful. Merit is merit, transgression is transgression, it should not be confused, I want to hear your opinion. After Tukhachevsky finished speaking, he looked at Ivanov and Dardenov again.

The incident happened suddenly, Nikonovich's mood had not yet adjusted at this time, and Sergei's life was in danger, so he was not in a hurry to say anything, so he did not rush to make a statement.

"Let me say a few words, although the troops suffered a little loss as a result, I think that Major Sergei's starting point is good, he is young and vigorous, and he is brave and fierce, which is the characteristic of a soldier. I think he himself was seriously injured, so he is not to blame. "Ivanov usually likes such soldiers, and he does not want the warriors who are bleeding to be treated unfairly.

Tukhachevsky was obviously not very satisfied with Ivanov's opinion, so he had to look at Dardnov again, hoping that he would say something about his psychology.

"I thought it was time for us to visit our warriors in the field hospital and pray for their safe recovery, as well as to comfort the wounded and the families of those who died. Of course, it is also necessary to bring the criticism and punishment of the front-line command post to Sergei at the same time. Because he did not respect the orders of the command of the front, which is not right. Dardenov said.

Tukhachevsky looked at Nikonovich very calmly, hoping that he would also make a statement.

Nikonovich was a very rigorous man, not much talking, but with a clear sense of thought.

"I agree with and respect any decision made by the command, merit is merit, fault is fault, on the issue of Sergei, please rest assured that the commander-in-chief, I will not be emotional." Nikonovich knew that with the help of the other two generals, he didn't need to say anything more for his men.

"Alright then, generals. Since none of you are in favor of the serious punishment of Sergei, I will not say anything, the minority obeys the majority. However, I would like to reiterate that the rectification of military discipline is more important than the confrontation, and all units should strengthen persuasion and education in this regard...... "Tukhachevsky is like a talker, and he is not finished talking.

At this moment, the Soviet field hospital in Warsaw was rescuing the unconscious commander of the 3rd Battalion, Major Sergei, Sivari, Stepan and Valenjing were waiting anxiously outside the operating room, Nikonovich looked out the window with distraction, hoping that Tukhachevsky would end this milligram mother-in-law sooner.

Nikonovich's expression was written on his face, and Tukhachevsky saw it very clearly. At ten o'clock in the morning, Nikonovich was surprised by the sudden offer to visit Sergei and the wounded soldiers.

There were more than a dozen Grade A field hospitals in Warsaw, and Sivari sent Sergei to Tevushichi, the closest to the front line, a few dozen kilometers from Vyshkov. When Tukhachevsky and others arrived at the Vushchi Hospital, the operation had just ended, and Sivari and others were carrying Sergei to the intensive care unit.

Nine deaths, finally picking up a life, Sergei closed his eyes tiredly, enjoying this rare peace. It rained for several days in a row, and once the weather cleared, the mood of the person was much better, and he couldn't even feel the pain in a few wounds, in fact, the anesthetic was still working, and he was not feeling at all now.

Tukhachevsky stood in the corridor from a distance, waiting for Sivari and the others to settle Sergei before slowly walking towards everyone.

Because they didn't see each other much, and Tukhachevsky's military rank was too high, Valentin, Stepan and Sivari didn't know what to do at once, so they quickly stopped what they were doing and saluted the commanders respectfully.

Tukhachevsky, who was always uninhibited, returned a military salute and then leaned down to look at the wounded Sergei. He wanted to say something, but Sergei's eyes were closed, and the doctor told the wounded that they needed to be quiet, so he stood quietly in the hospital room in embarrassment.

After a few minutes, Nikonovich gently walked over and asked Tukhachevsky to take a temporary rest in the office of the field hospital, and Tukhachevsky turned around and called Sivari and the others to leave the ward together.

The director of Tewushiqi Hospital had never been such a big official, and he was flattered, so he hurriedly brought tea and water, warmly entertained him, and ordered the logistics department to add a few dishes.

Tukhachevsky, who rarely went to the grassroots level, did not expect that the officers and soldiers at the grassroots level would be so enthusiastic about him, and at lunchtime, he specially invited Sivari, Stepan, and Valentin to the same table and chatted and laughed with them.

After lunch, under the arrangement of the hospital, Tukhachevsky specially convened an ad hoc meeting of the hospital's key cadres, at which he asked everyone to express their views and speak freely, and then put forward some wartime precautions and requirements to various departments.

The open-mouthed Stepan had a full time at the meeting, and even revealed the content of the private chats between several of them one by one.

Nikonovic stopped several times without success, so he had to simply let him talk nonsense. Tukhachevsky, however, listened with great relish, and instead of criticizing, he highly appreciated it.

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