Chapter 1064

The portrait hanging in the middle of the wall is spotless, because no matter where Zhukov's headquarters is arranged, there will be a special person to wipe this important spiritual totem every day. Stalin's dominant position in the Soviet Union is actually very terrible, which people who have not personally experienced the great cleansing can not understand.

Zhukov took a look at the picture on the wall, then walked out of the headquarters room. The car waiting at the door had been started. He sat in his seat and closed his eyes quietly. Recently, he didn't have a good rest. Now he can finally catch a good sleep on the road.

The attack of the German G group army has brought the whole defense line to pieces. There are telegrams for help everywhere. There are troops in need of support. Countless documents need to be dealt with. Supplies are also in chaos because of the rout. If hundreds of thousands of troops are in chaos, how many things need to be dealt with is almost unimaginable. However, Zhukov dealt with these trivial matters very well with his amazing perseverance, so that hundreds of thousands of Soviet troops, which had been in the disaster of extinction, still did not have the phenomenon of command chaos.

However, this still can not change the fact that the German army has broken through the Soviet front line, and the German army with the fastest progress has extended its forward force's tentacles behind the main forces of the Soviet army, which began to retreat slowly half a month ago. These fast advancing forces are likely to catch up with the main forces of the Soviet army. This is the most fatal problem for the main forces of the Soviet army who are anxious to go north. Zhukov left his headquarters so anxiously that he planned to go to the first front army of the guards in person to direct konev and vasilevsky's troops to move closer to Moscow.

His car swayed slowly, and behind him, in the headquarters farther and farther away from him, the Soviet officers left behind began to pack up the things of the headquarters. Some documents related to the front-line forces were thrown into the brazier and burned, because many of them were useless to the troops who were about to start a full-scale retreat.

Many of the troops on paper have been besieged by the German army. Some of them have even been annihilated by the German army and have not yet had time to destroy their information. With the rapid advance and encirclement of the German army, too many organized Soviet troops were completely eliminated by the German army before they could retreat. The remarks and files of these troops here in Zhukov, as well as the receiving situation of supplementary materials, are all backed up and recorded. Now there is no need to keep these things, because no one will check the real whereabouts of these materials.

In such a rout on the front line, it is impossible to make statistics on the loss of one person and one gun. Sometimes, there is no way to verify the loss of hundreds of people and thousands of guns. It is possible that the whole company's soldiers have been annihilated by the German army. It is possible that thousands of people have surrendered in a certain battle, and their weapons, ammunition, food and other things will be missing.

Of course, the German side will have captured records, but Zhukov has no way to go to the German logistics department to obtain information to verify whether their troops broke up when they retreated or surrendered directly. Therefore, the remaining pre war materials in hand are almost useless. Even though we know the importance of keeping these documents, we still burn them according to the Convention.

Boxes of documents were loaded into trucks, safes and some military supplies, including the huge portrait of Soviet leader comrade Stalin, were loaded and transported away. The table was hit by the soldiers shuttling back and forth, and a glass on it fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Then it broke everywhere, but no one cared about it.

All the things in the empty cupboard had been removed, so the soldiers who finally came in pushed the cupboard down and fell on the ground. After the heavy dull sound, the dust was everywhere, and the ashes left by burning materials were blown everywhere.

At this time, the main German forces have begun to attack medvinka, which is very close to Kursk. But the closest to Kursk was not the main force of the attack, but another German force along the north side of sheyim. They didn't encounter any large-scale resistance all the way. They attacked polewaya, an important town in the southeast of Kursk, only when they were stopped by the rear guard of the Soviet army. Here, the German army was blocked by the Soviet infantry in the suburbs of bolevaya, and did not enter the city directly.

On the one hand, as they were getting closer to the core defense zone of Kursk, the Soviet troops gradually found their own rhythm of counterattack, relying on their own fortifications to fight back desperately, hoping to prevent the German army from continuing to advance; On the other hand, after several days of high speed, the German army's attack had lost its original spirit. Most of the infantry had reached the limit of advance, and only a few armored troops were still dragging their wings forward.

Zhukov left his headquarters and fled northward along the road with a convoy going northward. He did not choose to fight to the end with his guards, because at the beginning he decided to go back to Moscow to meet Stalin and persuade him to end the war.

Zhukov hoped that he could persuade Stalin to sign an armistice with the German army to preserve the last blood of the Soviet Union. As a front-line general, he has seen that the current situation is very bad, at least the Soviet Union has lost all the opportunities to defeat Germany, if you want to retain dignity, you have to end the war rationally.

However, he knew that persuading Stalin was not an easy task. After all, if the war ended with the defeat of the Soviet Union, Stalin would definitely lose his prestige and be driven out of power. But Zhukov now has no way to help Stalin to save this doomed defeat. If you want to come to Moscow, you still have to fight. Thinking of this, Zhukov closed his eyes and sighed. Even in his dream, he still felt the great pressure brought by the reality. Not far behind him, the Soviet Army on the battlefield was bleeding and dying, but he could only escape, like a coward Sometimes the reality is so unfair. When Zhukov is depressed about his despicable escape, Takemoto is desperate that he can't escape. The port area he is now defending has become the last line of defense, and the US military on the opposite side is pouring dense bullets into the positions beside him“ fuck! Can't these Americans take a break? " He curled up as much as he could, holding his weapon in his arms, swearing at the American bastards who seemed never to have to worry about running out of bullets. Squatting in the trench is Kimura, who has known for a long time. At this time, he is holding his helmet and squinting, trying to lower his body as much as possible, hoping that no shrapnel threatens his life“ Baga road Not far away, a Japanese soldier finally couldn't bear the US military's ravages and jumped out of his hiding place. His rifle was armed with a bayonet. It seemed that he wanted to fight with the US military on the opposite side. Unfortunately, as soon as he jumped out of his bunker, he was riddled with dense bullets. The unfortunate guy instantly lay back in his trench and turned into a bloody corpse. Major general Ishida is wiping his command knife with white silk in a bunker. He looks at the highland where the American flag has been planted in the distance through the gap on the edge of the bunker. It used to be his headquarters, but now it's the spoils of the U.S. Marine Corps. Major general Ishida didn't miss him too much. He only took a look and then withdrew his eyes. Then he looked at the staff around him. The other side had no way to talk to him at this time. The staff officer had just finished his life with his own command knife. At this time, he was still staring at his unwilling eyes and kneeling on the ground. The handle of the commanding knife was in the arms of the staff officer, but the tip of the knife came out from the back and pointed to the sky. Looking at the corpse, Ishida seemed to see his appearance for a while. His hand trembled slightly, but it was sacred. He waved his sword twice. This is the glorious tradition of his nation. His Majesty's warriors can use this ceremony to ensure that their souls can return to their hometown and rest in the kingdom of heaven. Of course, there are different procedures for this kind of ceremony in different regions of the East and the West. Some of them are eating fast, others are confessing. It seems that there is no other branch in this kind of ceremony. More than 18000 Japanese soldiers fought to the death with the US Army on this island for eight days, and then they completely collapsed. After the US army occupied the airport, more supplies came to the island faster, and all the Japanese counterattack efforts were in vain. Up to now, Ishida has not even been able to fulfill the bottom line requirement given by his superiors to stick to for one month. In a crater outside the bunker, several Japanese officers were burning their flags and some documents. Some people were crying as they watched the burning flames. They are far away from their hometown and come to this place thousands of miles away. However, they have not been able to witness the rise of their own country and can only experience a disaster of their own. In the distance, the approaching American destroyers could be seen on the sea. The guns on the destroyers were firing from time to time, and they could hear the loud firing clearly. For mobile phone users, please visit http://