The headquarters of the 316th Infantry Division, located on the edge of the forest south of Volokolamsk. The driver who drove me there often traveled back and forth between the department and the army group headquarters, so he was able to get me to my destination smoothly in the dark night. The car stopped at the gate of the command post, and I got out of the car, closed the door, thanked the driver, and walked to the command post.

A horse lantern hung at the door of General Panfilov's command post, illuminating the surrounding area more than a dozen meters wide. The two soldiers standing guard at the door watched me walk by, and they instinctively raised their rifles in their hands and pointed them at me. I stopped five or six paces away from them, just about to identify myself. One of the fighters, who had already put away his gun, put his rifle on his shoulder, flicked the muzzle of his companion's gun to the side, and then met him, and asked: "Is it Comrade Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina?" ”

It turned out that he knew me, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and quickly replied: "Yes, I am Oshanina." ”

The soldier walked up to me and saluted me: "Hello, comrade commander, the division commander and the commissar are in the command post. Then he turned his body back and made a gesture of please, saying, "Please come in!" ”

I smiled at him and nodded, passed by him, came to the door of the command post, lifted the heavy curtain and stepped in. After walking a few steps down the stairs to the house, I came to the house. The whole room was illuminated by gas lamps hanging from the roof, and the division commander, General Panfilov, and political commissar Yegorov were sitting at their desks, reading maps.

Seeing these two familiar commanders, I felt very cordial in my heart, and hurriedly stepped forward, stood still in front of the table, raised my uninjured right hand, raised it to my forehead and saluted them, and at the same time reported loudly: "Report to the division commander, comrade political commissar, Lieutenant Colonel Oshanina came to report, please instruct!" ”

Hearing my report, the two of them raised their heads and looked at me. Seeing that I was standing in front of them, the corners of General Panfilov's mouth immediately turned up, revealing a joy that could not be concealed. Political Commissar Yegorov stood up directly, pointed to the bench next to the table, and said excitedly: "Dear Leda, I really didn't expect that the person sent by the group army turned out to be you!" Quick, don't stand in a daze, hurry up and sit down. ”

I thanked him, sat down, took off the submachine gun from my shoulder, and laid it on the table.

Panfilov got up and picked up the teapot from the stove next to him, poured a cup of hot tea and brought it over. Just as I was about to hand it to me, I accidentally found my left hand hanging around my neck, and I couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Leda, why are you hurt?" ”

I smiled and replied, "It's okay, when I was fighting with the German devils with a bayonet, I was accidentally stabbed." ”

"Smack!" When the commissar heard this, he slammed the table and startled me. I only heard him say angrily, "What? Fight bayonets?! It's so unbelievable! Could it be that all the men are dead, and they let the female warriors fight the bayonets with the enemy! ”

Seeing that the commissar was angry, I quickly explained: "Comrade commissar, it's not what you think. At that time, I was just going to deliver the order, but I didn't expect the enemy's attack to be too fierce, and I actually rushed into the trench at once, and hand-to-hand combat began. ”

"Did you get on the way?" Panfilov handed me the teacup and asked with concern.

"It went well." I took the teacup and answered the teacher's question.

"That's good!" Panfilov sat down again, and at the same time explained to me: "Recently, German devils on motorcycles have slipped in through gaps in our defenses and attacked our rear warehouses or command centers. Yesterday the regimental headquarters of the 1077 regiment was attacked, and the deputy commander and ten fighters died. ”

"Ahh I was so angry that I was speechless, and I was surprised for a while: "The German devils actually came around to our rear?" And then? ”

"These enemies were wiped out by the reinforcements that arrived later."

As he was talking, suddenly there was a shouting outside. We followed the prestige and saw two warriors walking up the steps with a bloodied man in their arms. I saw that his eyes were closed, and his whole face was covered in blood. As soon as the hands of the two warriors loosened slightly, the body of this person was about to fall to the ground.

I glanced at the man who was being supported, and was about to look away, when suddenly I noticed that this person looked very familiar. While I was racking my brains to figure out who this man was, both Panfilov and Egorov cried out: "Victor, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Victor?!" I suddenly remembered who this man was, hurriedly put the teacup on the table, stood up, stepped forward, grabbed his left shoulder, shook it vigorously, and shouted his nickname: "Vidja! Vega! Wake up! ”

He seemed to be unable to do it anymore, and finally opened his eyes weakly after my repeated shaking, but then tried to close them again. However, when I saw that it was me standing in front of him, I don't know where Lu Dao suddenly came from, struggling to gather the last bit of strength, and said intermittently: "Commander...... Comrade, I'm sorry, I ...... I didn't protect Comrade Captain well. ......" At this point, his head tilted, and he couldn't do it directly.

Hearing this left me confused and stood there overwhelmed. Panfilov, who was standing beside him, ordered the warriors: "Get Viktor out of the city." Then he and Egorov helped me back to the table and sat down.

"Leda, mourning!" Egorov gently patted me on the shoulder and comforted me: "War, there will always be deaths!" ”

"Wait a minute, Comrade Commissar." I couldn't wait to interrupt him, looked up at him and asked, "What the hell is going on?" I'm all confused! ”

The political commissar and the division commander glanced at each other, then made a gesture and said, "Let Comrade Division Commander explain this matter to you." Then he went around to the other end of the table and sat down.

My gaze shifted to the division commander again, and Panfilov was a little embarrassed by me, coughed, and explained: "After the anti-tank canine company led by Captain Oshanin arrived in our division, I sent him to assist Ferstov and Pavlov in guarding the station. During the daytime battle, the company of military dogs under the command of Captain Oshanin behaved very heroically, destroying more than a dozen German tanks in one company. Although many enemies were eliminated, they also paid a great price, not only most of the dog trainers were killed or wounded, but the military dogs were also killed and wounded. The captain was seriously wounded in the afternoon battle. At this point, he looked at me and saw that I looked as usual, and then continued: "I have specially arranged for people to escort the captain back to the rear, and Victor is one of them. You also saw the situation of Victor just now, it is estimated that they suffered an accident on the road, and it is estimated that the captain is also very lucky! ”

When Panfilov finished speaking, he also patted me on the shoulder and sighed softly. Although Oshanen is Leda's husband, he is just an irrelevant stranger to me, who occupies Leda's body. It seems a little too reluctant for me to shed tears for a stranger. I tried my best to make a sad face, but after trying for a long time, it still didn't achieve the desired effect.

When I saw both of them staring at me intently, I had to smile bitterly and say, "I understand, this is war, and sacrifice is inevitable." You don't have to worry about me, I can stand it! ”