red moscow

Chapter 2771

After the two chatted for a few more sentences, Sokov suddenly remembered something important: "Vika, I remembered something important."

"whats the matter?"

"I've read Marshal Rokossovsky's war memoirs. He mentioned that during the Battle of Moscow, in order to strengthen the 3th Army, the General Police Department once selected a group of police officers to form a police detachment." Sokov said with a serious expression: "Although the memoirs don't mention the final outcome of this police detachment, based on my understanding of the Great Patriotic War, I think all the members must have died."

"That's entirely possible." Victoria patted the pistol on her waist and agreed, "After all, the police's responsibility is to maintain law and order, not to charge into battle. Once they are on the front line, the role they can play is quite limited. In some brutal battlefields, let alone them, even the most elite troops have a very low survival rate."

After Victoria said this casually, she suddenly thought of something and shuddered. She stared at Sokov with wide eyes: "Misha, you told me that you are worried that I will be assigned to this police detachment, right?"

"It's a possibility that can't be ruled out." Sokov did not deny Victoria's guess: "With a shortage of troops now, someone above will definitely suggest that female soldiers should also join the battle. You know, during the entire Great Patriotic War, 80 women joined the army, and half of them died."

Victoria's face turned pale when she heard the data Sokov said. She asked Sokov in a panic: "Misha, if the superiors really want to assign me to the police detachment, what should I do? I don't want to die in this era. My great-grandmother is still alone at home. Without my care, she won't live long."

Sokov didn't expect that the usually strong female major also had a fragile side. He quickly opened his arms, held her in his arms, and comforted her, saying, "Vika, don't worry, I'm just talking about a possibility. Maybe the chief of police will consider it carefully and only select male police officers to join this force."

With Sokov's comfort, Victoria's mood gradually stabilized. She broke free from Sokov's arms, raised her sleeve to wipe her tears, and said apologetically: "Misha, I'm so sorry, I just lost my composure."

"That's a normal reaction." Sokov said with a smile, "The first time I went to the battlefield, my legs kept shaking when I heard bullets whizzing past my head. Then when I saw a comrade fall beside me, my adrenaline kicked in. I had long forgotten what fear was and just wanted to kill as many enemies as possible."

After being persuaded by Sokov, Victoria gradually returned to normal. She took two deep breaths, calmed herself down, and continued, "Misha, how long will you stay in Moscow this time?"

"I don't know." Sokov said with a wry smile, "Generals Vlasov and Potapov are still waiting in the garrison headquarters, let alone a small captain like me."

"Misha, who were you talking about?" Victoria suddenly asked, "Who were you talking about Vlasov and?"

"General Potapov."

"Major-General Potapov, commander of the 1st Army? Marshal Rokossovsky's immediate superior?"

"Yes, it's him." Sokov immediately understood what Victoria wanted to say and quickly explained to her: "Vika, I understand what you mean. You want to ask, wasn't he captured by the Germans? Why is he here? Right?"

Victoria said nothing, but nodded vigorously.

"We met General Potapov on the way to the transfer. At that time, a small unit led by him was trapped by the Germans in a soap factory. I led the troops to rescue him." Sokov said: "After the fall of Kiev, he was indeed captured by the Germans. But he found an opportunity to escape, took in some scattered troops, and continued to retreat in the direction of our army. I guess in real history, he might have been captured by the Germans again during his escape, and was not rescued from the POW camp until the late stage of the war."

"Do you know how the superiors plan to settle him?"

"I don't know." Sokov said to Victoria, "I have discussed with him that during the interrogation, he must not mention that he was once captured by the German army."

"How many people know about this?" Victoria asked with a frown.

Sokov calculated in his mind and then replied: "Including me, there are no more than five people. The rest of the officers and soldiers who knew the news of General Potapov's capture were either killed or imprisoned in the German prisoner-of-war camp. That is why we made up such a lie to avoid causing any trouble for Potapov."

"Misha, have you ever thought about this?" Victoria said worriedly, "There is no such thing as a wall that is impenetrable. Sooner or later, this matter will be leaked. By then, are you sure you can bear the consequences?"

"If General Potapov can achieve brilliant results in the upcoming defense of Moscow." Sokov was not worried about this matter. He knew very well that as long as Potapov could perform well in the next few years, he would be able to keep his high position even if someone reported him. "Then his superiors would definitely announce to the public that his captives were just propaganda by the Germans."

"Misha, if General Potapov can be re-employed, I hope you can join his army." Victoria reminded Sokov again: "What kind of person Vlasov is is clearly recorded in history books. In order to prevent you from being implicated in the future, stay as far away as possible."

"Vika, do you think I don't want to hide?" Sokov said with a smile: "Soon after I came to this era, I became his subordinate. Even if I want to change my allegiance, I need his consent to let me leave."

"I remember he was captured in June 1942. If you don't find a way to get away from him as soon as possible, you will be in danger."

Sokov knew that what Victoria said was true history, but since he could not leave Vlasov in a short time, he could only think of other ways to change the established history. Thinking of this, he smiled and said to Victoria: "Vika, you worry too much. Although he was captured next year, if I stay with him, maybe I can change his fate of being captured."

After hearing what Sokov said, Victoria stared at him for a long time, and finally sighed softly and said helplessly: "If you really saved Vlasov, wouldn't it change history? Will it have an adverse impact on future generations?"

After hearing this, Sokov chuckled and said, "Vika, you worry too much. Last time I traveled through time, I rescued Stalin's son Yakov from the German POW camp. After he went to the weapons and equipment department, he continuously provided my troops with new weapons, which made my troops' combat effectiveness far exceed that of friendly forces."

"What new weapon?"

"AK47 assault rifles, anti-tank rocket launchers, and 107 rocket launchers." Sokov said: "These weapons are all produced using the drawings I provided. With weapons that are ahead of this era, our chances of winning on the battlefield will be greatly increased." "AK47 and anti-tank rocket launchers, I know what they are." Although Victoria is a police officer, she is not a military fan. She is familiar with her own country's weapons, but knows nothing about weapons from other countries: "What is that 107 rocket launcher? Why have I never heard of it?"

见维多利亚对107火箭炮一无所知，索科夫便向她科普道：“是华夏在1963年设计定型1963式107毫米火箭炮。该炮有12个发射管，在7-9秒内可以完成一个齐放，火力极为猛烈。

The rockets fired by rocket launchers fly by the thrust of their own engines, without the need for complex recoil devices, so the launcher structure is simple and light. In special cases, single-tube, two-tube, four-tube or eight-tube simple launchers can also be used.

The gun weighs 613 kilograms, has a small size, is light, and has good mobility. It can be towed by a jeep or a mule or horse, or it can be disassembled and carried by manpower. It is very suitable for combat in the Gobi Desert, mountains, jungles, and water network areas.

Victoria nodded slowly and gave her own explanation: "It is an improved version of Katyusha, smaller in size and more maneuverable."

"Yes, that's right." Sokov nodded. "As a highly flexible weapon, the 107 rocket launcher is indeed worthy of the honor of being a 'guerrilla weapon'. In the Middle East, Africa, and even South America, this rocket launcher is widely used in guerrilla warfare. People carry it around and when they reach the vicinity of the target, they fire in the general direction and then turn around and run away. This way of fighting is hard to guard against. Even if the actual damage caused is not great, the results are considerable when accumulated."

"Will you still find a way to launch this kind of weapon this time?"

"It's hard to say." Sokov said with a bitter face: "In the previous life, with the help of Yakov and Ustinov, this weapon from the 47s was able to be launched more than years earlier. But now it is obviously unrealistic to rescue Yakov and get along well with Ustinov. Therefore, let alone this guerrilla weapon, I am afraid that even AK and anti-tank rocket launchers cannot be made to appear during the Great Patriotic War."

"That's such a pity." Victoria said with emotion: "Without weapons that are ahead of this era, it will be difficult for you to achieve the same brilliant results as in your last life."

Sokov agreed with Victoria's words in his heart. After all, "If you want to do your work well, you must first sharpen your tools." Even if he had the opportunity to become a commander at the level of a group army chief again this time, it would probably not be easy to achieve the same brilliant results as in his previous life.

The two chatted for a while, and then they heard the footsteps of a patrol not far away, and then Andrei's voice came: "Sokov, we are going back. Do you want to come with us?"

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"Of course, I'll go back with you." Sokov said this, then turned to Victoria and said, "Vika, I'm leaving now. I'll come see you another day when I have time."

"If you have any problems, remember to come to me." Victoria said very quickly: "I am either here with people to maintain order or in the police station."

"Okay." Sokov nodded slightly: "I will stay in Moscow for a while and will come to see you often."

Victoria blushed slightly, then pushed Sokov on the arm and said, "Your comrades are waiting for you, go back with them quickly."

On the way back to the garrison headquarters with the patrol team, Andrei began to gossip: "Sokoff, I see that you and that policewoman are getting along quite well. Do you really have no intention of marrying her?"

"Not yet."

"That won't do." Seeing Sokov's disapproving look, Andrei couldn't help but get anxious: "A woman as beautiful as her must have a lot of people eyeing her. If you don't act quickly, her baby will probably be born by the time you come to Moscow next time."

Sokov did not explain to Andrei, but just smiled faintly. She knew very well that Victoria, like herself, was from the future, and she was now thinking about returning to her own time as soon as possible. How could she think of staying here to get married and have children?
The patrol returned to the garrison headquarters compound just as Dennis was about to set off with another team.

When Andrei reported the situation to Denis, Potapov, who was walking in the yard, shouted to Sokov: "Captain Sokov!"

Hearing Potapov calling him, Sokov hurried over, raised his hand to salute, and asked politely: "Comrade General, do you have any instructions?"

Potapov raised his hand and pulled Sokov's hand down from his forehead, and said with a smile: "What instructions can I give you? I just want to talk to you. We are all acquaintances now, so you don't need to salute me when we meet next time."

Sokov felt very uncomfortable saluting his former subordinate. Since Potapov said so, Sokov naturally agreed.

"Well, comrade Captain, have you made up your mind?"

"What are you thinking about?" Sokov asked puzzledly.

"Didn't I say yesterday that I hope you can become my subordinate?" Potapov said with a smile, "I wonder how you think about it?"

"Comrade General," Sokov knew very well that Zhukov, Rokossovsky and Konev were the three great leaders during the Great Patriotic War, and that following them would definitely bring him a bright future. But at this moment, they didn't know a small figure like him, and even if they wanted to join them, there was no way. If he really wanted to leave Vlasov and continue to live, Potapov would undoubtedly be the best candidate. "I really want to be your subordinate, but now that you haven't even confirmed your new position, it's better to wait and see."

"Captain Sokov, don't worry. I just got the news that my superiors may assign me a new position in a few days." Potapov said to Sokov, "I want to know what you really think."

Sokov didn't expect that he had just followed the patrol team and Potapov would get the news that he would be used soon. He was ecstatic. He tried to calm himself down and asked tentatively: "Comrade General, I wonder what position your superiors are going to assign you?"

"If we want to reorganize the 1st Army, I'm afraid it will take some time." Potapov said: "Now it seems that I may be temporarily appointed as the commander of the infantry army."

(End of this chapter)