Chapter 715: A group of idiots' plan

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In the telescope, one by one shells landed on the high ground in the distance, and a piece of black mud was lifted. The Germans put a lot of artillery on the Crimean peninsula, and the caliber was very strange, with the Belgian army ’s large-caliber artillery, There are also railroad cannons of war beasts shipped from France. These cannons blasted huge craters one after another in the land of Kerim, destroying the Soviet defenders here with a rumbling noise.
In fact, the Soviet Red Army in Kerim was not only tested by the German artillery, but was also destroyed by the cold. Although the temperature here is still warmer than in northern Ukraine, it is already New Year's Day after all, and it is still cold and windy here.
And because Khrushchev and Voroshilov had their own soldiers in the Crimean region, Stalin in Moscow did not provide winter clothes for the Soviet Red Army under these two men, so these Soviet Red Army had to think for themselves Ways to cope with the cold winter Most of these Soviet Red Army people shrunk inside the fortress, wearing thin clothes and listening to the rumbling artillery sounds overhead.
"General, why Yuan Yuan is so eager to attack the broken place of Kerim? Just for those Soviet broken ships that can't go to sea?" A colonel stood behind Manstein, frowning and asked: "Know that if we appear behind General Liszt, it will be more beneficial to the battle."
Manstein heard the complaints from the people behind him, and straightened his body from behind the artillery mirror. He turned around and patted the man on the shoulder with a smile, and said, "You are Marshal Brouchich." Son, he sent you to me, let me teach you what I know. I heard that you graduated from the Emperor's College, is the proud students educated by the old diehards. "
While talking about him, he walked back to the table set in the trench, which was not the same as the general command headquarters. This table was not covered with a messy combat map, but with a clean lunch tablecloth. The blue checkered tablecloth makes this semi-submersible frontline commander very emotional, and the entire room is clean enough to make people think it is a holiday cabin in the forest.
Unlike other generals, Manstein has his own unique command habits. He likes to prepare plans as detailed as possible before the battle begins, formulate the order and direction of the attack, and then after the battle begins, he does not care much. How did his subordinates complete the plans he had drawn up? Those plans were all natural to him, so he didn't need to supervise them himself.
He wore a decent officer uniform, spotlessly clean, even the leather boots under his feet were clean, compared with the sloppy Rommel and Guderian who had always been on the front line of the army. Manstein was like a Noble gentleman.
With the rumbling explosion of shells, he walked over to the table and sat in the comfortable chair. Because the large-caliber shells exploded in the distance, this table trembles slightly, making the porcelain cups above make a slight collision sound, which is very nice.
Brahich ’s son stood behind Manstein, still staring at the flowering cannonballs not far away. He thought that if these cannons could support Admiral Liszt ’s e-army, then the northern front would not Such a heavy loss will happen. However, as a traditional Junker aristocrat, he still did not interrupt Manstein's words, waiting quietly for the m group army commander with his hands, speaking his own ideas.
"The entire Eastern Front's battle plan, from the attack half a year ago, to the appearance of it, are me and your father, as well as the great heads of state plus countless staff of the highest command, generals of the General Staff, The battle plan prepared together. "Manstein picked up a cup of coffee placed on the table, gently stirred it twice with a spoon, and then blew on and continued:" You don't think this is a group of idiots. Let ’s get together to make an idiot plan? "
He looked at Brauchich ’s son, his eyes full of teasing, not waiting for the other party to speak, and continued:
In March and April, we clearly can continue to attack even if we do not attack Minsk in Temuthink ’s hands is definitely easy to handle, you do n’t have to think about it, why we made a prominent wedge in the south, but let the Soviet Houjun in the northern front continue to control the rich Belarusian region? ? "
"..." Blauchic's son was stunned, and then suddenly realized that he was only worried about the current situation, but he forgot to analyze the root cause of the situation. This land was left to the fragile Soviet Red Army at that time.
Seeing that the chief ’s son seemed to realize something, Manstein smiled, he took a sip of coffee, nodded and continued: "We have placed a huge trap in Belarus waiting for the Soviets to get in, So I just need to concentrate on conquering Kerim now, right? "
The territory of Russia is very large. If you do n’t know the extent of this land, you will be overwhelmed by the terrible feeling when you first come here. To what extent is this territory vast? When the Ukrainian plain was covered with dark clouds and the snowflakes were floating, the sky above the Crimean peninsula was very clear, even without clouds.
So Liszt looked forward to the air support that could not be dispatched for a long time, but it was another scene above the Crimean peninsula. When Manstein spoke, dozens of Stuka bombers were facing a solid The ground turrets swooped down and dropped a large bomb with a howling sound, blasting the target area into ruins.
At the same time, in his wolf den, Akado received Marshal Brouchich who had hurriedly reported the situation on the Eastern Front. He listened carefully to the results of the battle on the front, and reconfirmed the current position of the various army groups.
He looked at the map, turned back to Marshal Brouchich, and said slowly: "Our preparations on the Eastern Front can be said to be very comprehensive, and the entire battle plan is also perfect. In fact, Guderian is now attacking. The direction being north is also part of our plan. When our real tricks are used, maybe our enemies will be frightened. "
Brauchic nodded, shook his head again, and said unbearably: "They will indeed be shocked by our attack, but in order to prepare for this attack, we will pay a very heavy price. It can be said that it is no exaggeration to call it the worst in history. "
"My marshal! There is always a reward for giving it, right? At least we can let the battle on the Eastern Front develop in a direction that we can control, which is worth our risk and worth our sacrifice to complete this plan!" Ah Cardo said firmly to Brauchich: "For the future of all German people! We will not allow failure! We will never allow it!"
"Yes! My head!" Marshal Brouchich stood up in salute and answered loudly.
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In the office of the Soviet Red Army Command Headquarters in Minsk, hearty laughter came, and Zhukov and his group of staff talked and laughed from time to time. After such a large-scale battle began, The coach can still make such a laugh, which is definitely a matter of peace of mind for his subordinates.
"Celebrate General, you have been commended by Comrade Stalin!" A Soviet Red Army staff member was very happy that Zhukov had received Stalin's praise, and said aloud.
"Goodrian wanted to attack my flanks in a roundabout way, thinking that going north to Kharkiv would force me to return to the rescue. He made a wrong abacus! Or, all the German generals made a wrong abacus! I didn't have any I intend to rescue Kharkiv, or there is no need for rescue at all! "Zhukov pointed proudly at the map.
Another Soviet general nodded and said: "Yes, in order to stabilize the rear, we reinforced the fortifications near Kharkiv as early as 3 months ago, and Guderian ’s armored forces were even more powerful and fell into urban warfare. There will be no good way. We prepared 300,000 defenders in Kharkov, just waiting for the Germans to crash into it! "
Zhukov looked at a huge map hanging on the wall, which marked the dense fortifications in the entire city of Kharkov, as well as the arranged minefields and underground passages, nodded and said, "Kharkov It ’s a huge trap, just like the one the Germans prepared for us in Kiev! I have enough soldiers to dare to attack this trap in Kiev. If Guderian ’s armored forces dared to hit Kharkiv, , I guarantee that the Germans will lose their elite tank troops. At that time, we won! "
While Zhukov was expecting Guderian to attack Kharkiv, the small town on the eastern front, Lozovaya, was on the edge of a collapsed house, listening to an armored command vehicle, Guderian and his assistants Working together to unfold a combat map, he looked at the markings above, and then looked at the tank troops that were rumbling forward from the road in front of him, and gave a confident smile.
He closed the map in his hand, and gave it to his assistant, followed by the commander Frick of the SS 3rd Armored Division around him: "General Frick, I order you to continue Attack north! Follow the road north! Give me as much as you can! I want you to capture the town of Shebelinka south of Kharkov as soon as possible. Can you guarantee? "
"Sir General!" Frick stood up and saluted: "The SS will do their best to capture Sebelinka!"