Chapter 2277:

  Sokov did not expect that just after taking photos with Montgomery and Wilson, another general ran over and asked to take a photo with Sokov.

Faced with this person's request, Sokov was considering how to reject him, but he heard Montgomery introduce him unexpectedly: "General Sokov, let me introduce you, this is the 2nd British Royal Army Commander General Miles Dempsey."

   I learned that the British general in front of me is actually the commander of the 2nd Army, and his status is not low. It was difficult for Sokov to refuse, so he tried his best to squeeze a smile on his face and said, "Hi, General Dempsey, it is my honor to take a photo with you."

  Just after taking photos with Dempsey, another seven or eight generals walked over. Judging from their military ranks, their positions are not low. At this moment, Montgomery and Wilson had already left, and only Dempsey was left. He introduced to Sokov, "General Sokov, let me introduce you. These are all commanders under me. This It is General John Crocker, commander of the 1st Army; General Evelyn Barker, commander of the 8th Army; this is the commander of the 12th Army. Commander of the Corps. This is General Brian Horrocks, Commander of the 30th Corps."

  Every time Dempsey said a name, Sokov shook hands with each other, and at the same time said politely in English: "Hello, Mr. General, I am very glad to meet you!"

  The army commanders under Dempsey already knew about Sokov's experience. Now that he can speak such fluent English, they naturally liked him a little more. After a few simple greetings, they all asked the photographers to take pictures of themselves and Sokov.

   After finally waiting for Dempsey to leave with his generals, Sokov breathed a sigh of relief, and then sat down in a corner with a glass of champagne, intending to stay here quietly until the reception ended.

But he didn't stay quiet for a long time. Rokossovsky walked over and said to him with a smile: "Misha, I really didn't expect that you are so popular with the British generals. Almost all the generals at the commander level , have come to take a photo with you, and those division commanders seem to be discussing in private, planning to come and take a photo with you."

Hearing what Rokossovsky said, Sokov felt his scalp go numb. People are really afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. He didn't expect that he has such a good reputation among the British, and everyone can match him. Take a photo with yourself. He asked Rokossovsky in a low voice: "Comrade Marshal, when will we be able to leave?"

"Leaving?!" Rokossovsky laughed after hearing this, and said, "After the reception, I will also meet with Marshal Montgomery to discuss some matters of our cooperation. Even if I want to leave, I'm afraid I have to wait for the day Black will do."

   "My God, it's been so long."

"Oh, that's not right." Rokossovsky remembered one more thing, and quickly added: "After the meeting, Marshal Montgomery will hold a dinner for us, and then there will be a dance. If you want to leave, I'm afraid you have to wait until midnight at the earliest gone."

   "I'm really not used to such occasions," Sokov said, looking around, "It seems that I need to find a place to hide first."

Fortunately, in the following period of time, those division commanders who did not take photos with Sokov were busy taking photos with other Soviet army commanders, temporarily forgetting Sokov, so that he could stay quietly a couple of hours.

   After the dinner, it was indeed a dance held by the British.

   Montgomery recruited many nurses from the field hospital to dance with the officers on both sides.

  When the music of the band outside the venue sounded, most of the officers, accompanied by nurses, entered the dance floor to dance, even Rokossovsky was no exception. Only Sokov, who is not so gregarious, is still holding a cup of black tea with sugar cubes, sitting outside the arena drinking tea while watching the crowd dance.

"Hello, General!" At this moment, a pleasant female voice came from Sokov's ears. He turned his head and saw a beautiful female nurse standing by the table, greeting him in blunt Russian: " Why don't you go dancing?"

"Hello, beautiful lady nurse!" Sokov asked the other party to sit down, and replied in fluent English: "I can speak a little English, and we can communicate in English." Sokov The reason for saying this is that Russian is much more difficult than English, and the nurse's Russian level is obviously not good. If the two parties communicate in Russian, it will be a pain for Sokov. It would be more convenient to use English.

   "General!" Seeing that Sokov can speak English, and his level is not bad, the nurse showed a surprised expression: "I really didn't expect that your English is so good?"

"When I was studying, a teacher once studied in England." In order to dispel the doubts of the other party, Sukov naturally made up a suitable reason to explain the fact that he could speak English: "It is the English he taught me. , fortunately, I'm still doing well, and I haven't forgotten the English I was taught."

  The nurse pursed her lips and said, "General, if your teacher knows that you can use English so proficiently today, he will be proud of you."

   "Miss Nurse, I don't know what to call you?"

   "You can call me Blair, General Sokov!"

   "Blair!" Hearing that the other party called out his name so skillfully, Sokov asked with some vigilance: "How do you know my name?"

"General Sokov, I'm not the only one who knows your name. I think everyone who comes to the ball tonight knows your name." Seeing Sokov's bewildered expression, Blair quickly explained to him: "It is said that none of the Germans who have fought against you has won a victory. Many Germans will tremble when they hear your name."

Hearing a beautiful woman praise himself, Sokov was naturally a little smug, but on the surface, he still had to pretend to be modest: "Miss Blair, you are flattering me, I am just an ordinary Soviet commander, There are many people with more brilliant records than me. At least our Marshal Rokossovsky, I can’t compare with him.”

"General Sokov," Blair went on to say, "Many of us nurses have been to Africa. In private chats, they have said more than once, if you meet Marshal Rommel, who will be the last?" winner."

Hearing that Blair compared himself to Rommel, Sokov broke out in a cold sweat. He said with an awkward smile: "Miss Blair, you are all joking. Marshal Rommel is a great military commander. In front of him , I can only be regarded as a primary school student at best. If the troops under his command confront my troops, they will definitely beat me to the ground."

  Sokov's analogy made Blair laugh, "General Sokov, you are so funny."

   Seeing the end of the song and the dancers returning to their seats, Blair offered to ask: "General Sokov, I wonder if I will have the honor to dance with you later?"

   "I can't dance well." Sokov said with some lack of confidence: "I'm afraid of stepping on your feet."

"It's okay, General Sokov." But after hearing this, Blair said generously, "It's not that anyone is born to dance. I'll teach you later. It only takes two or three songs at most, and you can master it proficiently." The pace of the dance music."

While Blair and Sokov were talking here, Batov, who was sitting not far away, approached Rokossovsky and said in a low voice: "Comrade Marshal, look, that British female nurse and General Sokov seem to be Very intimate."

Rokossovsky glanced at where Sokov was, and said disapprovingly: "A young and handsome general like Misha is probably the ideal prince charming in the minds of these British nurses. It will be overwhelmed."

   Facts have proved that Rokossovsky's words came true.

   When the second dance song played, Sokov and Blair didn't wait to get up and dance. A young nurse stepped forward and enthusiastically said to Sokov, "Young general, would you like to dance this song with me?"

Just when Sokov was hesitating how to answer the other party, he heard Claire beside him say coldly: "Kelly, didn't you see that I was chatting with the general? You know, your behavior like this is very inappropriate." Polite."

  But the female nurse known as Kelly retorted: "I just came to invite the general to dance, and he didn't say anything. What are you talking about here?"

  From the short conversation between the two, Sokov found that they seemed to have some conflicts in normal times, and at this moment they seemed to be making use of the problem, so he hurried out to smooth things over. He got up and grabbed Claire's hand, and said apologetically to Kelly, "I'm sorry, Miss Kelly, I have promised Claire to dance this song with her." Then he said to Claire, "Please, Claire!"

   Seeing Sokov and Claire enter the dance floor holding hands, Kelly stomped her feet angrily, then turned and left to look for other targets.

   "Claire!" Sokov and Claire whispered close to each other's ears while dancing, "I see that you and this Miss Kelly seem to have some conflicts?"

   "That's right, Sokov, we do have conflicts." Claire said in a low voice, "Six months ago, a head nurse was to be promoted in the field hospital, and she and I were both candidates..."

  Sokov heard this, and interjected: "In the end, you were promoted to head nurse, but she lost the election. Is that the case?"

   "Yes, that's true." Claire nodded, "Not long ago, she made a mistake at work and was criticized by me in public. She thought I was deliberately targeting her, and she has been against me everywhere since then."

  Sokov didn't expect that he would become a tool in the rivalry between Claire and Kelly unintentionally, and he couldn't help showing an embarrassing expression on his face.

Claire didn't want to talk about this matter too much, so she changed the subject in time: "Sokov, you said you can't dance, but I think you can dance well. You just said that to me, don't you want to be with me?" dancing?"

Seeing that Claire had guessed his intentions, Sokov couldn't help feeling flustered, but how could he admit it so easily, he shook his head and said, "You're mistaken, I used to be able to dance, but since the outbreak of the war, I never danced again. And I was wounded many times during the war, so I don’t know if I can still dance, so I tried to politely refuse you.”

   "Ah, have you ever been injured?" Claire asked with concern after hearing what Sokov said, "Which parts have you been injured?"

"Abdomen, chest and legs." Sokov briefly mentioned the parts he had been injured, and then specifically mentioned the injury that almost killed him: "I once went to the frontier to inspect, and on the way I met someone pretending to be me. The Germans in the army, I was seriously injured by the bomb they planted, if I hadn’t been rescued in time, I’m afraid I would have died long ago.”

When she learned that Sokov had been injured many times, one of which was seriously injured, Claire proposed to Sokov: "Sokov, our field hospital is not far from here, if you want, I can accompany you Go to the hospital and give you a comprehensive examination to see if there is any possibility of recurrence of the old disease."

"Claire, thank you for your kindness." Regarding Claire's enthusiasm, Sokov refused without hesitation. The other party appeared to be a nurse in a field hospital. Who knows if she is an MI6 agent? If you want to get close to yourself and get some secrets, it will be troublesome: "It has been two years since I was injured last time. I feel that I am in good health. There is no need to trouble you to do a checkup for me."

   "That's really a pity." Seeing that Sokov rejected his proposal, Claire showed a disappointed expression on his face. But she did not give up because of this, but continued: "Sokov, I don't know how long you will stay here. If you leave tomorrow, I still suggest that you go for a comprehensive inspection, anyway , the medical level of our field hospital should be higher than that of your hospital."

   Sokov really couldn't refute Claire's statement. As far as he knew, the level of medical care in the Soviet Union was indeed inferior to that of the UK, and the only technology he could be proud of was ophthalmology. However, in the war years, no matter how high the level of ophthalmology is, it seems that it will not be of much use on the battlefield.

At the end of the song, Sokov and Claire returned to the table. As soon as they sat down, a lieutenant colonel came over and whispered in Sokov's ear, "Comrade General, Marshal Rokossovsky please You go over there."

Hearing that Rokossovsky was looking for him, Sokov didn't dare to neglect him, so he quickly stood up and said to Claire, "Claire, I'm really sorry, Marshal Rokossovsky has something to do with me, I want to excuse you, I hope Please do not mind that."

"Since Marshal Rokossovsky is looking for you, there must be something important." Fortunately, Claire seemed very reasonable: "Then you go there quickly. It's not too late to come back after we finish talking, anyway, I'm temporarily won't leave."