"Before Moscow was encircled, we wanted to increase the total amount of drugs stored in the city, but in reality the quantity has been decreasing." When he said this, Khrushchev no longer wanted to listen to it.

"Now the soldiers are dying thousands of people every day, and many of them can be saved. It's a pity that we don't have medicine, so we can only watch them die in the hospital......" The Soviet general, led by the Soviet Union, added with regret.

"I don't care if they live or die! They all deserve to die here for the USSR! They all deserve to die there! Khrushchev slapped his desk and shouted to the officer who offered advice.

His shouting silenced the whole room, and everyone could only shut up and look at Khrushchev, waiting for him to say something more excessive.

Sure enough, Khrushchev was already hysterical, he slapped the table and shouted: "Go to Konev about these things!" I only care about the progress of the underpass! We will continue to fight underground and destroy the enemy! ”

The fact that the non-existent underground passage could not save Moscow is well known to everyone.

The only thing that could save them was the passage on the ground that still existed. In just a few hours, the passage will be gone.

"Your lady has already sent it out?" As he left the conference room, the medical officer leaned over to another officer and asked.

The official looked to both sides, lowered his voice and replied, "yes, it was sent out a week ago......

Because civilians were previously allowed to leave Moscow, many officials sent their families to Vladimir and beyond.

Although there was an order not to allow the families of officials to retreat, no one in Moscow would pursue such a thing.

Everyone tacitly understands that you send yours and I will send mine. The officials who picketed the matter were also in the same boat, using the same channels to send their loved ones out of Moscow, which was becoming more and more like hell.

There are even many grassroots officials who have run away themselves, regardless of the risk of being traced. Much of the grassroots work is now paralyzed, making the chaos in Moscow even more apparent.

"Stock up on some drinking water at home, maybe we'll have to venture to the river tomorrow to fetch water." The officer opened his mouth and offered some advice.

In return, the medical director also whispered: "Come to my office in the afternoon, come to me, I will approve some medicines for you, it can always be of some use at this time." ”

"Thank you! Hopefully we'll all be safe. Hearing this, the official was very moved and thanked him.

A Soviet general walked past the two of them, coughed, and pretended not to hear.

The two of them immediately closed their mouths, and then walked out of Khrushchev's underground anti-aircraft bunker command one after the other.

At the gate, the general stopped and said to the two men who followed, "I also need some medicine, can you give me some?" ”

"How much?" The official in charge of medical care asked with some embarrassment. Although he has a lot of power, he is taboo after all.

"I need the quantity for 1000 people to use...... There are still 1,000 men in the 5th Guards Infantry Division lying in hospital beds waiting for medicine...... "The general said coldly.

Hearing this, the official in charge of medical care was visibly relieved. Business is business, and if something goes wrong, Khrushchev will not do anything to him.

Although the amount was a bit large, it was still within his control, so he nodded and agreed, "Okay, I'll approve these medicines in the afternoon." ”

……

"What is this?" The German soldier lying on the hospital bed looked at a beautiful looking can that had been placed at the head of the bed.

"Nutritious meal this morning. The wounded who were not returned to the rear, each had a copy. The beautiful young nurse replied with a smile on her face.

There was no reason why she should not smile, because she had had an indescribable affair with the handsome colonel who lived in the officer's wounded ward while she was on duty last night, and it made her whole person feel good.

This is war, and people become difficult to figure out in war. A tense and exciting thing like a one-night stand is just an insignificant concoction in a catastrophic war.

Moreover, working in the health care sector, although the work intensity is very high, is also considered a high-welfare place.

Every day she has a special work allowance that goes directly to her parents, and the benefits at work are also very good, for example, today, she can eat special supplies of nutritious food with the wounded.

Ordinary wounded people do not do anything to female nurses, because on the one hand, they are injured and have no ability to do so, and on the other hand, they also thank the nurses, believing that it was the nurses and doctors who saved their lives.

Of course, there is another important reason that these nurses have a little story with the senior officers in the group army group headquarters, and it is easy to get into trouble if you provoke such a woman.

This was a time of war, and I really offended a high-ranking officer, and I was transferred to a front-line position in Moscow, and I couldn't wait for rotation for another dozen or two weeks...... It is estimated that the possibility of coming back is not very likely.

The wounded listened to the shelling of the artillery positions in the distance as if they were timers, and picked up the can at the head of the bed with his hand.

This is a glass bottle of canned peaches, and the fruit inside is very tempting. In order to make these wounded feel the warmth of home, a piece of advertising paper with jokes was also attached to the canned bottle.

The joke above is actually not funny, but this thought touched the wounded soldiers very much. They originally belonged to the unlucky group of people, and they felt much more comfortable with this touch.

After all, the wounded who were able to get these canned food were all "unlucky eggs" who could not be sent back to the rear to recuperate in the first place.

"I'll open it for you." The nurse still had a warm smile on her face and helped unscrew the lid of the can.

The wounded soldier hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, your care is really meticulous...... It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Nurse Sophia. ”

When he thanked him, he had a little inferiority, because he was just an ordinary soldier, and his family was just an ordinary family.

What's more, lying on the bed, he no longer has a foot, the bottom of the left calf is the ankle, and the left foot is gone-the wound is wrapped in gauze, and at the very end, there is still blood occasionally oozing out.