Chapter 1102

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This time, Stalin did not reject Zhukov's proposal. He leaned against the back of his chair and looked into Zhukov's eyes. After a long silence, he said with difficulty, "if I beg for peace from the humiliation of Germany, then my prestige in the Soviet Union will be affected."

Zhukov's face brightened when he heard this. He also thought that Stalin was not unwilling to hold peace talks, but just worried about influence. So he quickly stepped forward and said: "great leader comrade Stalin, if we have peace on the border between the Soviet Union and Germany, then the troops in our hands can easily eliminate the voices against you..."

"I mean, how can I face those voices that criticize me after I die?" Stalin closed his eyes and said to Zhukov in an irritated tone: "I'm alive, of course people dare not say anything about me, but when I die, what will the rest of the people do to me? I let their son, husband and father die for the Soviet Union, but I finally chose to live peacefully? "

He looked at Zhukov, who was stunned there, and added to his tone. This time, what he said was more serious, and made Zhukov know the comrade Stalin again: "how can I afford to hand over the Soviet Union to my comrade Lenin? How can I stand up to our revolutionary cause? Even if I died in Moscow, the Soviet Union could not cede an inch of land in my hands! I'm Stalin! Stalin is not the name of a coward

"So... Comrade Stalin, how can we face this situation now?" Zhukov swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then asked respectfully. He felt that he only knew Stalin today, a Soviet ruler known for his brutality in his mind. Now he knows that behind his cruelty lies Stalin's indomitable fortitude.

Every great man worth remembering in history has his own personality characteristics, and because of these characteristics, they also have their own personality limitations. The mistakes made by these people in their choices can not be completely summed up in their stupidity or madness, because maybe these are the same reasons for their success.

Fu Jian stubbornly used Wang Meng, a Han official, to make the former Qin powerful. When he made this choice, he was confident and persevered, and this decision did have its due effect. But before Wang Meng died, he begged Fu Jian not to go south to attack Jin. Fu Jian was also confident and persistent. He believed that he could destroy Jin Dynasty and realize the dream of unifying the Central Plains... So everyone knew the result.

Stalin is also such a man, he is conceited and stubborn, stubborn and persistent, persistent and irascible, but there are three points of wisdom in the irascibility. If not, how could he have pressed so many elites to become the leading real power leader of the Soviet Union in the Lenin era? It happened to be this kind of character that made him set off a bloodbath of great cleansing and chose the tough line of fighting with Germany to the end.

"What you have to do is actually very simple. Stick to every inch of your position until the last moment." Stalin spoke slowly, tired, and left the crumpled telegram paper at his feet: "Moscow must persist until the end, until it is defeated by the German aggressors or completely occupied【 ㄨ】”

"I see! Comrade Stalin! I will hold on to Moscow until the last minute Zhukov answered at attention. If his previous attitude towards Stalin was obedience under high pressure, then at this moment, he felt that he should do something for this country, for this admirable leader.

"Cooperate with Comrade watujing! As long as we have dealt a heavy blow to the aggressors here, the flag of the Soviet Union will never come down! " Stalin stood up, walked around the table to Zhukov, and patted him on the shoulder: "I will be here, waiting for my own destiny."

"Well, negotiations with the Germans..." Zhukov seemed to be a little unwilling, or asked such a question.

"Of course you can negotiate, comrade Zhukov." Stalin gave a wry smile, then rubbed his pipe in the palm of his hand twice: "but I'll have to wait until I'm dead. Stalin will never compromise or negotiate. Do you understand? "

"I see! I will hold on until victory comes! Comrade Stalin Zhukov stood at attention, saluted, then turned and walked out of Stalin's office. As the door of the office closed, Stalin did not immediately return to his position. He went to the front of the bookshelf and looked up at the picture of Lenin without expression.

It was the man in the portrait who brought him to the present position. They worked together to create a great country with a vast territory and the largest country in the world【 ㄨ] at that time, he was high spirited and felt that there was endless power all over him. Now, he is white and has to face millions of enemies outside the city alone.

"Comrade Lenin, if you can, show me the way forward! I really don't know what to do now... I remember what you taught me. Fortunately, I have done it. Now I'm going to follow you. I hope you won't be disappointed with me when I see you. " As Stalin muttered, he took his eyes away from the portrait of Lenin. He went to the window with his hands behind his back. The outside world was dark.

The German bombardment did not know when to stop, the distant gunfire was scattered, and it was hard to hear. Stalin felt boundless fatigue and weakness, so he had to drag his heavy steps back from the window. In fact, he seldom works in this office now. Most of the time, he can only sit in the basement and can't see any sunlight. Four hours ago, German 150 mm guns shelled the city of Moscow, and the war was no longer far away. Everything here has been shrouded in the scope of the enemy's attack, everyone has to be careful to survive, including Stalin himself. Push open the door, he step by step to the corridor, the guard at the door to help him close the door. A group of bodyguards followed him down the stairs, then pushed open the heavy gate, past the darker slope, to the deep basement. It's tens of meters underground, and it won't be affected by artillery fire. In the deep and long corridor, we can only hear the footsteps of Stalin and his accompanying guards. Every other distance, there are guards guarding the heavy steel gate, which is completely powered by diesel generators, with good lighting and supporting facilities. The whole project was built together with the subway project, and it has just been basically completed recently. However, no matter how dazzling the incandescent lamps above his head, the end of the tunnel is still so dark. Stalin could not see clearly what he was going to look like. He can only walk slowly step by step, with his slightly heavy steps On the outskirts of Moscow, behind a position full of craters and broken barbed wire, in a deep trench, two Soviet Red Army soldiers were in a shelter reinforced with wood, watching the darkness in the distance that seemed to devour everything. They're in a safer place than they are, because there's timber that's laid across their heads to provide shelter from the wind and rain. Behind them were the layout of a partial trench, a small broken table with their lunch boxes and some scattered outdated documents. It used to be a secret command post near the front line, but because of the continuous advance of the German army, it has become a hidden observation post and a temporary machine gun bunker on the front line. There are traces of artillery mirrors on the compacted land, but the expensive equipment and the officials who used to live here seem to have moved to safer places. Different from Moscow, the front-line lighting control is very strict, not only strict, on the other hand, no one is willing to make fun of their own lives. The light exposed at night can spread far and far, and any trace is a good reason for the enemy to fire. The two men leaned against the reserved observation port, squinted and watched the movement of the German position opposite by the starlight. Behind them, seven or eight Soviet soldiers were lying on the ground. These people just sleep here because they are tired, so they can occasionally hear a slight snore“ I'm thinking, was it a division commander or a military commander who lived here before? It's really solid. " One of the soldiers who was in charge of observation and sentry spoke to another and whispered, "and the place is big enough. Maybe they have two beds, quilts and pillows behind us." Putting down the telescope, another soldier rubbed his dry eyes. He could hardly see anything in the telescope, and there was darkness everywhere. Hearing his companion's murmuring, he spat out the grass roots in his mouth and answered, "if I were you, I would check the bullets in the machine gun carefully when I have time for nonsense."“ Jingle... Jingle... "In the dark of the distance, came the sound of metal objects hitting. There were a lot of cans from the United States in the Soviet Army's logistics supply. After eating the cans, the soldiers used to tie the cans to the barbed wire, which could provide a certain degree of early warning, similar to the function of the bell“ I'm going to do it The Soviet soldier heard the sharp sound in the background of the booming artillery. He was stunned for a second. Then he yelled: "enemy attack! Get up! The Germans are attacking As if in response to his cry, in the distance of the dark, the unique sound of mg42 machine gun, began to roar.