Chapter 147 Mess

The guerrilla headquarters quickly entered the cancellation process, and even General Kirponos had nothing to do about it, because as long as he said "violation of Order No. 270", no one could stop it.

So Admiral Kirponos just patted Shulka on the shoulder and left.

"Get out!" Major Gavrilov said. "We did our best. It's not your fault!"

Shulka nodded silently, and then the assistant, under the command of Major Varenka, began to sort out the documents and seal them up.

Shulka seemed to lose all sense of the people coming and going in front of him. He couldn't understand why it was so difficult to do something in the Soviet military system, and some of them were clearly correct, and others knew it was correct. Even those in the Ministry of Internal Affairs knew in their hearts that this was the right thing to do... but to kill it in the bud.

"What about the guerrillas sent out?" Major Varenka asked.

"Stop the operation and get them ready to retreat!" Major Gavrilov said: "We will arrange people to withdraw them!"

Major Varenka nodded, and then relayed the order over the radio.

Shulka couldn't watch or listen anymore, stood up and walked out of the office, and then habitually walked into the lounge next door... There are no good memories here, and it is not a good place to hide. Just as Shulka was about to leave, he found the assistant instructor resting on a bed in the corner.

"It's finally time to rest for a while, isn't it?" said the assistant instructor.

The deputy instructor was indeed not idle during this period. On the one hand, he needed to do ideological work for the teaching group, and on the other hand, he was also responsible for the distribution of propaganda and mobilization tasks for the guerrilla squad.

"Yes!" said Shulka, and went to the window to look out at the pattering rain.

"So it's not a bad thing!" The deputy instructor got up, walked up and handed Shulka a cigarette... German cigarettes, the front army headquarters has no shortage of these things.

The two lit cigarettes for each other, and Shulka took a long puff of smoke and said, "Thank you, Comrade Deputy Instructor, if it weren't for what you said... I don't think this matter would have ended like this! "

Shulka knew this very well. The main reason why the people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs changed their attitude towards him so quickly was because of the deputy instructor...the assistant instructor was sent by them to monitor Shulka, so his words are the most important. Instructive.

"You don't have to thank me, Comrade Shulka!" The deputy instructor replied coldly: "I'm just telling the truth!"

"But..." Shulka said: "There are not many people who dare to tell the truth,

isn't it? "

The assistant instructor was taken aback for a moment, then showed a stiff smile, and replied, "Yes!"

This answer surprised Shulka, because as the deputy instructor, he shouldn't have answered like that. He should have scolded Shulka with a straight face, or just pretended not to hear.

His "yes" means that the assistant instructor is also making mistakes and giving others the blame. If Shulka goes to make a small report...the assistant instructor will pay the price for this mistake.

"Why?" Shulka asked. "You shouldn't have answered like that!"

"Then how should I answer?" The assistant instructor asked: "Are you indifferent if you continue like this? No, Comrade Shulka, we should change. If this continues, Kyiv will be finished, Moscow will be finished, and we... will also... Ruined!"

As he spoke, the assistant instructor took a puff of his cigarette and looked out the window as if lost in thought.

Shulka seemed to understand what the assistant instructor meant.

If it is in peacetime, there is no big problem with this system, and you can toss and fiddle with it behind closed doors.

But now it is a time of war, and it is at a critical juncture... There will be problems if it continues like this.

Not only is there a problem, but the problem is even bigger. It can almost be said that it is fighting the enemy with its own hands and feet tied.

War should be unscrupulous, not limited to only rushing and fighting but not guerrilla warfare.

From this point of view, Shulka does not seem to need to thank the assistant instructor, because helping Shulka is helping himself.

"Do you know?" said the deputy instructor, "I'm Estonian, I wasn't even allowed to go to the front for a long time, and now I've finally won the position I dreamed of, only to find out that it might be wrong..."

Although the assistant instructor didn't go into details, Shulka understood what he meant.

Estonia was ruled by Tsarist Russia in history. It declared independence after World War I, but only 21 years later, that is, in 39 years, the Soviet Union once again included Estonia in its sphere of influence.

This is easy to say, but there must be cruel struggles in reality... Almost all officers of the Estonian Army were forced to retire, and some of them were even executed and sent to Siberia.

However, the deputy instructor is an Estonian, but he was able to gain the trust of the Soviet army to become a deputy instructor... The setbacks in this are unimaginable to outsiders.

But what is more painful, just like what he said, is to climb to this position after going through all kinds of hardships, but the belief is shaken, that is to say, I found that I was wrong.

"So, you are responsible for this, understand?" said the deputy instructor.

"What?" Shulka didn't understand what the assistant instructor meant.

"I believe you are right!" said the assistant instructor, "Don't let me down, or I will send you to prison with my own hands!"

Shulka laughed: "But what can I do now? They have dismantled the partisan headquarters!"

"I believe you are not just the guerrilla headquarters!" The deputy instructor said: "If that's the case, then you are not worthy of my whole career or even my life to speak for you!"

What the assistant instructor said was not an exaggeration at all. He said good things for Shuerka before, but he actually used himself as a guarantee for Shuerka.

If the Ministry of Internal Affairs insists that Shulka is a traitor who violated Order No. 270, then the deputy instructor will also be finished.

As a deputy instructor, he shouldn't be so stupid.

But he was just so stupid and chose to side with Shulka.

It was ironic that a man sent to spy on Shulka had become his accomplice.

"Now!" The assistant instructor threw the cigarette butt that was left on the ground and stamped it out with his foot: "I have done what I should do, and the rest is up to you! Comrade Shulka!"

After speaking, the assistant instructor walked back to the bed, lay down very gracefully and covered the quilt, and then really fell asleep... because Shulka heard the snoring.

Shulka could only smile wryly at the window alone, he is not a god, so what can he do in such a mess?