red moscow

Chapter 2727 An unexpected reunion

"Comrade soldier," the captain helped Sokov and his men arrange accommodation. After the soldiers put down their equipment, he took them to the garrison headquarters for dinner. On the way, he curiously asked Sokov, "Do you plan to stay in Moscow or return to Kiev?"

"I'm sorry, Captain. I don't know." Sokov replied politely, "Our company was temporarily recruited by General Vlasov and escorted to Moscow. As for our future destination, he did mention that if he was sent back to Kiev by the Supreme Command, he would definitely take us back with him. But if he doesn't go back to Kiev, I don't know how he will settle us."

"Comrade Soldier, I have a request. I wonder if you can agree to it?"

"What request?" Sokov asked.

"Due to the intense fighting situation at the front, many of our garrison headquarters' troops have been sent to the front." The captain had something to ask Sokov, so he naturally did not intend to hide anything from him. He told him the truth: "Too many people have been transferred, which has weakened our existing strength. As a result, the patrol teams responsible for patrolling the streets, except for a few regular troops affiliated with the garrison headquarters, the rest are composed of militias from various factories."

After hearing what the captain said, Sokov immediately realized that what he had just said to Andrei in the car might become a reality, and asked quickly: "Comrade Captain, are you going to let us take over the street patrol mission?"

"Yes, that's what I thought." The captain asked cautiously, "I wonder if you can accept this mission?"

Sokov began to think that if he agreed to the other party's request, the chances of staying in Moscow would increase. You know, the Kiev battle could start at any time, and if he went to Kiev, it would be like seeking his own death. It was for this reason that he nodded and said, "Comrade Captain, as long as you can make the decision on this matter, I can easily arrange for people to patrol the streets after dinner."

"Great, comrade soldier, this is great." The captain raised his hand and patted Sokov's shoulder vigorously a few times, and said excitedly: "This will greatly alleviate our problem of insufficient manpower."

"Comrade Captain, there is no problem for my men to join the patrol." Sokov took advantage of the captain's happiness and continued, "But I have a request."

"Whatever you ask, just tell me."

"I hope we can wear special badges." Sokov was worried that the other party didn't understand what he meant, so he quickly explained: "If we don't have special badges to prove our identity, it will be troublesome if other patrols mistake us for deserters."

"That's no problem." The captain said cheerfully, "Every soldier who participates in the patrol will wear a red armband on his arm, so that everyone can see from a distance that you are a regular patrol team. Comrade soldier, do you have any other questions?"

"No more, Comrade Captain."

"That's good, let's go eat."

After dinner, Sokov and his 12 soldiers began tonight's patrol.

They walked slowly along the street, and when they saw the oncoming patrol, Sokov would order the soldiers to stop, and then he would raise his hand to salute the other side. After all, there was no military rank on his collar badge, so even if he saw that the leader of the patrol on the opposite side was a corporal, he had to stop and salute the other side.

When he reached a crossroads, Sokov saw a long line not far away, and several uniformed police officers were maintaining order.

Sokov thought about it and then led the patrol team in that direction. First, he wanted to see what the long line was for; second, he saw that there were not enough police officers to maintain order, so he went over to ask if they could help him.

Soon, the patrol team came to the back of the line. Sokov asked a young policeman who was maintaining order: "Comrade policeman, there is such a long line here. What are the stores selling?"

"White sugar." The policeman replied, "There has been no white sugar for sale in the city for almost a week. Today, a batch was shipped in from outside. After hearing the news, everyone lined up here to buy it."

Sokov has been in Moscow for more than ten years, so he knows that the residents here consume an astonishing amount of sugar every year. In China, people buy white sugar by the pound, but here, people buy 10 or 20 pounds a bag of white sugar.

When the police said they didn't need help, Sokov led the patrol team forward.

Soon, he arrived at the front of the team.

He saw that the door of the store was tightly shut, indicating that the sale had not officially started. Several policemen were standing at the door chatting with batons in hand.

Just as he was about to lead the team away, the shop door opened.

Seeing the store door open, the residents guarding the door suddenly became anxious and rushed inside.

The police standing at the door saw the chaos in the team and rushed forward to maintain order. They waved their batons and shouted loudly: "Comrades, please line up, don't push, don't push!"

But they were too few in number to be of much use, and some disorderly people bent down and slipped under their outstretched arms and rushed directly into the store.

When the people behind saw that some people in front were not keeping order and went straight into the store, they naturally felt dissatisfied and rushed forward, wanting to get into the store as soon as possible.

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Sokov quickly called for his soldiers to come forward and assist the police in maintaining order.

After more than ten minutes of chaos, as those who rushed into the store were caught, the people behind gradually regained their senses and obediently returned to their seats to continue queuing.

The police officer who led the team wore the rank of sergeant. He looked at the guys who were driven out and asked Sokov: "Comrade soldier, what are you going to do with these people?"

Sokov glanced at those people, then said, "Comrade Sergeant, I think it would be better for you to handle it."

"Okay then." Seeing that Sokov had handed over the right to deal with the situation to him, the police sergeant did not shirk his responsibility and shouted to the side: "Victoria, take two people and bring these disorderly guys back to the police station. Let the comrades inside teach them a lesson."

"Okay." As the police sergeant shouted, a young female police officer walked out from the side. There was a triangle mark on her collar badge, indicating that she was a police corporal. She called a burly police officer and prepared to take away those troublemakers.

After Sokov saw the man's face clearly, he was immediately stunned. Because he saw Victoria, the Victoria who went deep underground with him to look for someone. After he traveled back to this era, his appearance changed, but Victoria's appearance did not change, and even her name was the same as before. He took two steps forward and was about to call Victoria, but he realized that his move was a bit too rash. What if the other person just happened to look like Victoria and happened to have the same name? If he approached her rashly, it might cause her to be disgusted. It seems that in order to find out whether the other person is the Victoria he knows, he needs to find a suitable opportunity.

"Comrade Corporal," Sokov walked up to Victoria and said to her with a smile, "There are seven or eight people here. You two take them back to the police station. If they escape separately on the way, you won't be able to catch them even if you want to."

Victoria looked at Sokov and asked calmly, "Comrade Soldier, from what you said, are you going to help us escort these people back to the police station?"

"Of course, Comrade Corporal." Sokov said with a smile, "I am very happy to help. After all, we are patrolling this area."

Victoria did not refuse Sokov's kindness. She greeted the police sergeant and left the burly policeman to continue on duty. She and Sokov's patrol team escorted the group of people back to the police station.

The police station is not far from here, and it only takes about ten minutes to walk there.

After Victoria handed those people over to her colleagues, she thanked Sokov: "Thank you, comrade soldier. Without your help, it would not be easy to bring these people back. I'm sorry to have wasted so much of your time. Please continue with your work."

Sokov, who was supposed to leave, stood there without moving. He knew very well that this was the best time to find out Victoria's identity. If he missed it, he might regret it for the rest of his life. "Comrade Corporal, can I talk to you alone?"

Victoria was surprised when she heard Sokov say that, but she quickly recovered and nodded slowly, saying, "Let's talk." Then she took Sokov to a relatively secluded place and said, "Comrade Soldier, if you have anything to say, just tell me."

"Comrade Corporal," Sokov looked into Victoria's eyes and said, "You look so much like a friend of mine, you could almost be the same person."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Victoria showed a look of disgust on her face: "Comrade Warrior, your way of picking up girls is outdated."

Sokov ignored Victoria and continued, "What's even more coincidental is that even the names are the same."

The expression on Victoria's face changed from disgust to astonishment: "What did you say?"

Seeing her reaction, Sokov continued, "She is also a police officer, but her rank is much higher than yours. You are a sergeant, and she is a major."

Hearing what Sokov said, Victoria's eyes flashed with shock.

"I wonder if you know this place called Hovlin Hospital." Sokov thought there was a chance, so he quickly said, "One of my friends disappeared there, and she once accompanied me there to search for them."

"Who are you?" Victoria asked cautiously, "How do you know about the Hovlin Hospital?"

Sokov was overjoyed. The construction of the Hovlin Hospital began in 1980, and it was still August 1941. The person who knew about this hospital must be the real Victoria. He looked around and saw that there were only him and Victoria here, so he said boldly: "Vika, it's me. I'm Misha, don't you recognize me?"

Victoria looked at Sokov in shock: "Are you Misha?"

"Yes, I am Misha." Sokov nodded vigorously and said in a positive tone: "I really didn't expect to meet you here."

But Victoria looked at Sokov carefully, with a puzzled expression on her face: "Why did you become like this?"

Sokov shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "I fell into a pit under the Khovlin Hospital, and then you fell and knocked me unconscious. When I woke up, I found myself near a small town east of Kiev."

The next moment, Victoria threw herself into Sokov's arms, hugged his waist tightly, and tears flowed down her cheeks.

Sokov opened his arms, put his arms around Victoria's shoulders, and hugged each other tightly. Although the two had thousands of words in their hearts, they didn't know where to start. At this moment, silence is better than words, and silence is better than thousands of words.

Sokov had a lot of things in his heart that he wanted to tell Victoria, but he didn't know where to start.

Victoria's face was filled with joy of regaining what she had lost. She looked up at Sokov and said tearfully, "Misha, after I fell into that pit, I also fainted. When I woke up, I found myself in Moscow in 1941, and I had become a policewoman with the same name and surname as me and who looked exactly like me. I used my identity to inquire about you from many sources, but there was no news."

Sokov patted Victoria's back gently and said softly, "Vika, after I traveled to this era, I also looked for your whereabouts everywhere. I never thought that I would meet you here. This is all arranged by God."

"You said that after you traveled through time, you were in a small town near Kiev?" Victoria asked curiously, "How did you end up here again?"

Seeing that Victoria was so curious, Sokov told her in detail everything that happened after he traveled through time.

When Victoria heard that Sokov had captured 12 German tanks by himself, she couldn't help but frowned slightly: "Misha, your capture of the German tanks seems very similar to the story of the German commander who captured 12 American Sherman tanks. You have achieved such a feat, and your superiors should commend you. Why are you still a soldier?"

"Because I just joined the army a few days ago." Sokov explained to Victoria, "I haven't had the chance to get a military rank yet. Once my deeds are reported by Vlasov, I believe I will be able to get the rank and honor that belong to me."

"Misha, don't you know who Vlasov is?" Victoria said with a straight face when she heard Vlasov's name: "He is the biggest traitor in the Soviet army. If you really become his subordinate, you will be implicated when he betrays you and surrenders to the enemy."

Sokov knew what Victoria said, but he had no other choice. If he wanted to let higher-level people know about him, the only person he could use was Vlasov. Without his help, he would probably be an ordinary soldier forever after traveling through time, and he might even die on the battlefield one day.

"Vika, you are right. General Vlasov is the biggest traitor in the Soviet army. If you get too close to him, you will definitely end up in a bad situation in the future." Sokov said to Victoria, "But now I am just an unknown soldier. Without his help, how could my deeds be known to higher-level people? Don't worry, when I get my own military rank and honor, I will find a way to stay away from Vlasov."

(End of this chapter)