Chapter 444 Misunderstanding

The jeep took Shulka directly to the airport.

Before boarding the plane, Katukov shook Shulka's hand and said: "Thank you for everything you have done for the 1st Guards Tank Brigade, Comrade Shulka, and those victories. It is no exaggeration to say, Without you, we might not be able to stop the German attack. I, and the soldiers of the 1st Guards Tank Brigade, will take this to heart!"

Shulka didn't say anything, just saluted Katukov upright, then turned around and boarded the plane.

The plane accelerated on the runway with a "rumbling" motor sound and then flew into the air.

Katukov below stood below for a long time, unwilling to leave.

The staff officer was worried about Katukov's health, so he got out of the car and urged him.

Katukov shook his head, sighed, and said, "Oleg, do you know what we lost? He can almost be said to be the soul of the 1st Guards Tank Brigade!"

"No, Colonel, you are!"

"You don't understand!" Katukov smiled bitterly: "It may take us a while to recover!"

Katukov was right.

Although it is said that Shulka was transferred in the name of promotion, in fact, everyone knows that this is a real drop, so it will inevitably deal a blow to the morale of the 1st Guards Tank Brigade.

What's more serious is that Katukov was promoted to the commander of the 3rd Mechanized Army soon after.

The two souls, Katukov and Shulka, left the 1st Guards Tank Brigade at the same time... Although both were promoted, Katukov became the direct superior of the 1st Brigade, but it is different without direct command. This depressed the 1st Guards Tank Brigade for a while. (Note: The 1st Guards Tank Brigade is directly under the 3rd Mechanized Army)

Shulka sat on the plane, looking through the window at the Crimea in the night with a heavy heart.

He didn't even have time to say goodbye to his comrades-in-arms, so he left the comrades-in-arms who had shared his life and death with him. He didn't know when he would see him again, or he would never have the chance to meet again.

After sighing, Shulka realized that he was too careless.

At this time, the Soviet Union tabooed to support its own soldiers, and even the marshal was easily seized, interrogated, and even lost his life.

and myself,

But he only thought about killing the enemy and fighting, but he didn't expect that the prestige was big enough to influence one side and even make them fight against authority.

This is obviously not allowed by the Supreme Command, so there is this transfer.

Shulka, however, sees no danger to herself.

On the one hand, it was because there were no aggressive performances before, such as leading the troops to confront Mehlis and the like.

On the other hand, it is because it is now a war.

The war needs people like Shulka. Although the Supreme Command is not good at commanding operations, it is not stupid enough to destroy the Great Wall at this critical moment.

From this point of view, Shulka should also thank the German army for this war. If it was a peaceful era... I'm afraid it would be more than that.

The plane flew for hours in the dark, landing at an airport while Shulka was drowsy.

"Where is this?" Shulka asked the pilot.

"Uryupinsk, sir!" replied the pilot.

Shulka knew this city. He had passed through here many times before when he traveled between Moscow and Stalingrad, so he knew that it was a city more than 300 kilometers away from Stalingrad, but he had never stayed here.

After getting off the plane, Shulka was stunned.

Because the entire airport was empty, except for a few busy staff and a few sparse planes.

"Where's the barracks?" Shulka asked the pilot, who was drinking Vodka as he stepped off the plane.

"I don't know, sir!" the pilot replied, spreading his hands, "I just took off on time and got here!"

Shulka had no choice but to wrap up his coat tightly and brave the heavy snow to walk towards the airport exit.

Perhaps it was because of the fear that the airport would be bombed by the Germans, so the surroundings were completely dark without any light.

Shulka took out the transfer letter in his arms, hid in the corner and turned on the flashlight under the cover of the windbreaker. After reading it again, he made sure that there was no indication of the target location.

This confused Shulka even more.

Someone should come to pick him up at this time, that is, the 82nd Infantry Regiment. They should have been notified that Shulka, the deputy head of the regiment, will arrive at this time.

Full of doubts, Shulka walked out of the airport aimlessly in the wind and snow, and ran into a group of militiamen patrolling at night.

Shulka hurried forward to stop them and asked, "Comrade, do you know where the 82nd Infantry Regiment of the 27th Infantry Division is?"

The militiamen froze for a moment, then took a photo of Shulka with a flashlight covered with a black cloth, and asked, "Your ID, Comrade Captain!"

Shulka faintly felt that he had become a "suspect" again...but this seemed normal, because there were always too many German spies dressed as Soviet troops to inquire about news, and the Branfenburg troops were one of them.

The leading militiaman wore a peaked cap. He took a look at the ID and immediately ordered: "Catch him, he's a spy!"

Several militiamen cheered and surrounded him and pointed their guns at Shulka.

"What's the matter?" Shulka asked.

The peaked cap raised the ID card in his hand, and then said to the others: "Comrades, he said his name is Shulka, Shulka from the 1st Guards Tank Brigade!"

The militiamen froze for a moment, and then suddenly burst into laughter.

"Oh, Comrade Shulka, I salute you!"

"The great 'breakout hero' actually appeared here alone in the middle of the night?"

"Won't you spies find someone who is easy to pass by as a disguise?"

...

It was only then that Shulka realized what had happened. Although their documents were genuine, they did not believe that the legendary "breakout hero" would appear here alone in the middle of the night.

The peaked cap stepped forward to hand over Shulka's gun and said, "Aren't you looking for the 82nd Infantry Regiment? We are!"

"You are the 82nd Infantry Regiment?"

"You shouldn't have told him this, Comrade Valery!" Someone reminded the cap.

"Why not?" replied the cap. "We've got him, haven't we? We don't need to worry about him snitching on his party!"

"Take me to your commander!" Shulka said.

Shulka's words were quickly met with laughter.

"Of order, 'Breakout Heroes'!" The peaked cap replied: "Maybe, we will take you to see God!"

At this time, a carriage passed by amidst the shouts of the coachman. Seeing this scene, he took up the reins and shouted, "Is this Comrade Shulka? I'm here to pick you up. I'm sorry for being late!"