Polkovnik Yevgenyi Sergeivich
He was tired, the stress and strain of the fighting just to his south with half his regiment hanging out in the wind was telling on him. Alexei was no less tired. An aid brought two steaming cups of black coffee and disappeared back to HQ lager as Alexei and Yevgenyi walked, quietly talking.
“Alexei, I don’t know what action to take. I know I will send transport for my wounded and get them to Hospital, UN be damned. I also know that if I do that Moscow may well order my arrest on the spot and you will be in command. I can not leave my hurt boys over there, I will not leave my soldiers to suffer. So be it.”
Alexei thought. “I agree, let’s get transport to them and send in some doctors and medics with the transport. The longer we wait the more boys we lose and we need to speak to this fool Applebee about what we are doing and tell him point blank that one second of interference and he will be arrested on the spot. I’ve taken the liberty of getting Moscow to send some of our news people down here for a more balanced reportage of the situation. When I spoke to Katya just after midnight she said the news of our killing the civilians was on all the channels from the west. God knows what they’ve said since. We cannot afford to lose the propaganda war, and that’s exactly what the news is, propaganda.”
“If I am arrested, do take care of my boys for me. Sooner or later I’ll be let out and sent back to Regiment, any arrest will be simply to quiet the UN and western media.”
Alexei chuckled. “I will, trust me, I will.”
Yevgenyi thought for a few minutes. “OK, I’ve made my decision. Come with me, my friend, and watch. UN is about to have a heart attack.” Neither smiled as they strode back to HQ.
On entering the HQ Yevgenyi began to issue orders. “Alik, get the Tovarich General Oleksandr Nikol’vich on the line. Tell him to come to my headquarters immediately, then get Applebee over here with two news men and that nasty woman translator. Sasha, radio Hospital and tell them I need 10 medics and doctors. No women, all must be men and tell them to come armed and with their kit bags. Then call our vehicle lager and get 3 Ural transports up here. I expect the drivers and assistant drivers to be armed and in full combat gear. Tell one squad of our reserve to fall in next to HQ and await orders. Tell transport to stop at Hospital and pick up the medics and doctors and load as many stretchers as they can. Report to me when you both get this done.”
Alexei smiled as he took a sip of coffee. “You know, this American habit of coffee is not too bad.” He looked to the east, to the lightening sky. The horizon was clear except for a thin line of brilliant red clouds at ground level. “You are doing exactly what I would do.”
“Yes, quietly, after I talk to Applebee. Kolya! Get me two armed guards and tell them to stand with the reserve section. Make sure they have something to bind a prisoner with.”
Applebee appeared, looking more petulant than usual. “I must protest these big guns right were my position is. You have to move them back two kilometers at least. The UN Resolution clearly states that no big guns can be here.” Right behind him was Mary Smythe and two news men, both grinning.
“Good morning, Polkovnik! How are you today?” she said with a bright smile.
“Miss Smythe. Your job is to translate, otherwise please be silent. Applebee, shut up. I’ll be with you in a minute.”
“What? Here I am trying to be friendly with you and you are nasty to me. How dare you!”
“Shut up, Miss Smythe, or you will be on your way back to Mozdok instantly.” She shut up.
Yevgenyi saw the reserve squad falling in and the two guards at the far left of the front line of the section. He signaled the guards to come over.
“You know who I am.”
“Yes, Tovarich Polkovnik, we know who you are.” Smythe translated for Applebee.
“Tovarich Maiyor, come to me please.” The Maiyor complied instantly. “Any news for me, Tovarich Maiyor?”
“No, Tovarich Polkovnik, nothing has come in this morning, the Chechnyans seem to be quite today.”
Yevgenyi pulled his automat forward from under his arm in one smooth motion and aimed it at the Maiyor’s chest as he clicked the safety off.
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