Filippov leaned over Yegorov's shoulder and asked, "Is there any causal relationship here?"
"This..." Yegorov paused, thought seriously for a few seconds, and said, "You can play a tune on the banks of the Vistula River in the Melania Capital! You can play, right?"
Filippov: "I can, yes..."
Yegorov personally reached into the guard's pocket, forcibly took out a harmonica, and slapped it into Filippov's hand: "When you reach the destination, stand by the river and play the harmonica, that's your mission from me! You must complete it! Alive!"
At that moment, a shout came from afar: "Yegorov!"
Marshal Rocossov came over angrily: "As soon as I heard you came, I knew you weren't up to any good, you're not allowed to steal other people's uniforms and sneak into the attacking troops!"
Yegorov slapped his thigh: "Right! How did I not think of that!"