"Before the German agents sneaked into the Kremlin, we did arrange a few sharpshooters on the palace walls." Arina frowned and said, "But I don't remember what comrades from Regalin is. Misha, are you mistaken?"

After hearing Alina say this, Sokov was almost collapsed. He raised his hand and slapped himself in the face, trying to find out whether he was dreaming at the moment. Why would everyone around him who had contacted Helgarin say in unison that he had never heard of Helgarin.

"Misha, what are you doing?" Seeing Sokov slapping himself, Alina was a little anxious. She stroked Sokov's face with her hands and asked with concern: "Why are you hitting yourself? Don't you feel the pain?"

"It hurts, of course it hurts." The pain from his face made Sokov realize that he was not dreaming. The Lieutenant Regalin, who was still in full bloom a few days ago, disappeared without warning, and the memory of him was completely erased from the minds of others except himself. At this moment, when he heard Alina asking himself, he replied with a wry smile: "I just want to figure out whether I am dreaming, otherwise how could I fabricate a person that did not exist at all."

Arina rubbed Sokov's face gently with her hands and said hesitantly: "Maybe, it's because you are under too much pressure recently that you inevitably have hallucinations. Misha, you did take people to the Kremlin to help the internal affairs forces eliminate the infiltrating German agents, but there was no commander named Rhegalin among the people you brought."

"Okay." At this moment, Sokov finally gave up his efforts. Although he still remembered the man Regalin, there was no such person in the memory of others. It would be meaningless to continue to entangle him. He said helplessly: "Maybe I was under too much pressure recently and I had hallucinations."

Arina opened her arms and gave Sokov a hug. She put her chin on Sokov's shoulder and whispered: "Misha, I'm leaving. You have to be safe. I hope that next time I meet, I will see you alive, not your tombstone."

"Thank you for your concern, I will pay attention," Sokov said. "I'm a little worried when you drive back alone. Do you need someone to send me escort?"

"No need." Arina broke free from Sokov's arms and shook her head and said, "The areas I passed through are under the control of our army, and there will be no danger. It's getting late, and I have to hurry up, so you don't have to send them."

Sokov nodded, opened the car door for Arina, and finally said, "I wish you peace all the way!"

After getting in the car, Alina closed the door, started the vehicle, waved at Sokov, and drove straight away.

Just as Sokov turned around and walked towards the brigade command, he suddenly heard the sound of the car engine coming from behind. When he turned his head, he saw the car being driven by Alina, which was driving towards him quickly. He thought Alina had forgotten something, so he stopped and waited for the other party to arrive.

After Arina's car drove in front of her, Sokov asked curiously: "Alena, have you forgotten something?"

"Misha, I just left too fast, I forgot to tell you something."

"What's up?"

"When I left Moscow yesterday, a vicious case occurred in the city." Alina said with a serious expression: "There are sabotagers who threw grenades at the citizens who lined up to buy bread, causing a tragedy of nine out of seventeen. Among the casualties, in addition to the citizens who bought bread, there were two police officers who maintained order."

When Sokov learned that a policeman was attacked and injured while maintaining order, he couldn't help but skip a beat. He immediately thought of a possibility and asked carefully: "Are there anyone I know among the two policemen?"

Arina nodded: "There is a female policeman named Victoria, who should be your friend, right?"

Sokov's heartbeat accelerated unscrupulously, and he asked nervously: "Is she still alive?"

"Yes, she is still alive." Alina continued: "Her abdomen was injured by grenade shrapnel. Fortunately, she was sent to a nearby military hospital in time. There should be no danger."

Sokov knew about Victoria's injury. Although he was anxious, he could not leave his post without the orders of his superiors, otherwise he would have the possibility of being sent to the military court. In desperation, he could only say to Alina: "Alena, if possible, can you notify me of her news in time?"

"No problem." Alina said readily: "After I go back to Moscow, I will help you visit her. If there is anything, I will find a way to contact you."

"Thank you!"

Sokov returned to the command center with great concern and asked Karsokov casually: "Chief of Staff, is there any new situation?"

"No, comrade comrade commander." Karsokov shook his head and said, "I think it's so late that the enemy will definitely have to rest and will not take any more actions."

Sokov nodded and said to Karsokov: "Chief of Staff, it's getting late. You and the deputy brigade commander should rest first. I'll be on duty tonight."

Karsokov and Berkin naturally had no objection to Sokov's arrangements. They walked to a corner of the tent and lay on their own beds.

"And you, Comrade Morozova." Then Sokov said to the radio operator Morozova, "You go and rest too, Comrade Romanov will be on duty tonight."

Hearing Sokov's orders, Morozova hesitated for a moment, turned to Romanov sitting next to him: "Comrade Romanov, are you okay?"

"I have no problem." Romanlov naturally understood what Morozova was worried about, and quickly replied: "I have learned from you for a few days and simply sending and receiving telegrams, so there should be no problem."

After receiving Romanov's affirmative answer, Morozova also got up and walked to her own bed, lying down with her clothes.

I thought I would be speechless all night, but at three o'clock in the morning, the telegraph suddenly rang.

Morozova, who was resting on the bed, immediately stood up, quickly walked to the telegraph machine, staring at Romanov to receive the telegram.

After seeing Romanov receive the telegram, Morozova immediately picked up the telegram paper and a pencil and started to quickly translate the telegram.

Two minutes later, Morozova handed a telegram to Sokov: "Comrade Brigade Commander, this is a telegram sent by the reconnaissance team deep behind enemy lines. Please check it out."

Sokov nodded at Morozova, then took the telegram from her hand and quickly browsed it.

The voice of sending and receiving telegrams also woke Karsokov up. He slowly stood up, walked to Sokov's side, and asked slowly, "Comrade Brigade Commander, what did the telegram say?"

After reading the telegram, Sokov handed the telegram to Karsokov and said happily: "The reconnaissance team reported that there was a newly built transfer station of the German army more than 20 kilometers away from us, which stocked up a large amount of weapons, ammunition and military supplies. In addition, there were also many trucks for transporting supplies.

After reading it, Karsokov was not as excited as Sokov. Instead, he frowned and said, "Comrade Brigade Commander, I think since the German army has stockpiled a large amount of weapons, ammunition and military supplies in the transfer station, it must have been very tight defense. How can we seize what we need from here?"

"Comrade Chief of Staff, as long as we are willing to use our brains, we will always come up with a solution." Sokov looked down at the map in front of him and continued: "And from our brigade's defense zone to the enemy's transfer station, there are two lines that can even avoid the German defense."

Hearing Sokov said this, Karsokov hurriedly came over to look at the map: "Comrade Brigade Commander, do you want to seize the materials from the transfer station and transport them back to our brigade's defense zone?"

"Yes, that's how I thought about it." Sokov pointed to the map and said to Karsokov: "I personally took people to occupy the German transfer station, and then used the seized truck to transport the supplies from the safe passage."

"There are heavy troops from the enemy in the direction of the fourth battalion." Karsokov reminded Sokov: "If we draw forces to attack the German transfer station, then when the fourth battalion position is subjected to fierce attack again, we may not be able to draw enough troops to strengthen their defense."

"Comrade Chief of Staff, I would like to remind you one thing. Under the current circumstances, it is incorrect to use troops equally." Sokov looked up at Karsokov and said, "We should concentrate our superior forces in the main combat areas. In secondary combat areas, we only need to deploy a small number of troops to monitor and restrain the German army. Therefore, I have drawn troops from other areas to seize the German transfer station, which has no significant impact on the overall defense of our brigade."

"Then who are you going to send to perform this mission?" Karsokov asked this, and before Sokov could answer, he asked himself: "The first battalion is obviously impossible. They border the Fourth Battalion. When the Fourth Battalion is in a bad situation, they can choose to attack from the flanks to reduce the defense pressure of the Fourth Battalion. In this way, the troops that can be mobilized are the second and third battalions on the right wing."

"The position of the third battalion is bordered by the 1073rd Regiment of the 316th Infantry Division. If the friendly forces are in a critical situation and we need reinforcements, the third battalion will definitely be sent." Sokov added: "It seems that now, the only troops I can use are the Second Battalion."

"When are you going to take action?"

"Of course, the faster the better." Sokov raised his hand and looked at the time. "I will call Captain Alexa, the second battalion commander, to see how many troops he can use now."

After saying that, Sokov grabbed the phone and began to wire with the Second Battalion.

Soon, a vague voice came from the receiver: "This is the Second Camp!" The person who spoke seemed to have just been ringed by the phone, so he could not speak clearly.

"I am Major Sokov, the brigade commander." Sokov said to the microphone: "Let your battalion commander Captain Alexa answer the phone."

"Hello, comrade comrade commander." After a while, Alexa's voice came from the receiver: "I am Alexa, do you have any instructions?"

"Comrade Captain, I have an important task that I have to hand over to you to complete." Sokov asked in a stern tone: "How many troops can you mobilize in half an hour?"

Although Alexa didn't know that Sokov called himself in the middle of the night and had any important combat missions, he answered truthfully: "Comrade Brigade Commander, if you only give me half an hour, I can only mobilize one company."

Sokov thought that the companies of several battalions in the brigade were equipped according to the standard of 180 people, and he took a small number of 200 people to attack the German transfer station. There should be no big problem, so he quickly said, "One company is enough. By the way, how many German uniforms can you get there?"

After hearing Sokov's question, Alexa immediately understood that his brigade commander might have to send troops deep into the enemy's backbone, so he needed to let his commanders and fighters put on German uniforms to pretend to be the enemy so that he could pass through the enemy's defense zone smoothly. He replied respectfully: "Comrade Brigade Commander, there are about 200 military uniforms."

"Very good." Sokov nodded after hearing this and ordered the other party, "Get your subordinates together immediately and I will rush over soon."

Sokov put down the phone and was about to remind Karsokov to say a few words, the other party had already spoken first: "Comrade Brigade Commander, are you going to lead the team to seize the enemy's transfer station?"

"That's right." Sokov did not hide his true thoughts from Karsokov: "I want to bring the soldiers of the Second Battalion, the German army pretending to be collecting supplies into the transfer station, and unexpectedly seize supplies from the enemy."

"But, now, why is it too hasty?" Karsokov was worried that Sokov might encounter any danger when he went to the German transfer station rashly. Out of kindness, he suggested to Sokov: "Or, it would be not too late to send someone to focus on reconnaissance of this transfer station, and after clarifying the enemy's troops deployment, it would be too late to send troops to seize it."

"Comrade Chief of Staff, every minute is precious to us now, so we must hurry up and take action." Sokov told Karsokov: "There is another point that our brigade's ammunition has been consumed too much in the battles these days. If it is not replenished in time, it is probably not a few days before our commanders and soldiers will have to rush up and fight hand-to-hand combat with the enemy."

Seeing that Sokov had made up his mind, Karsokov knew that even if he persuaded him, he might not listen. He said tactfully: "In addition to the company of the Second Battalion, I will draw some troops from the guard company to let them follow you and protect your safety."

"I plan to bring Lieutenant Zhukowen and the guard platoon he is in." In the entire infantry brigade, the subordinates that Sokov is most familiar to him is Lieutenant Zhukowen. This time he wants to go deep into the enemy's back to carry out dangerous tasks, so he naturally has to bring a trusted subordinate by his side: "You call Captain Bobricov now and ask him to inform Lieutenant Zhukowen to prepare for his departure."

"Okay, I'll call Captain Bobricov."

When Karsokov called Bobricov, Romanlov came to Sokov and asked carefully: "Comrade Brigade Commander, you want to go deep into the enemy's backbone to carry out missions. Can you bring me with you? You know, I speak German well, maybe I can help you."
Chapter completed!