Chapter 944: Thoughtful

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"Comrade General! The news just came, our famous hero, sniper ace Lieutenant Vasily was killed on the ground in the factory area." A staff officer walked into Rokosovsky's office without knocking. The basement is very dim now, and you can only rely on the kerosene lamp on the table to vaguely recognize the outlines of people and objects.
In the dark, Rokosovsky did not know what to put away and put it in an iron box in front of him. Without deliberately concealing anything, he stood up and walked to a brighter place, and embarrassedly smiled at his assistant: "Some medals I got in Moscow before ... maybe they are nothing to me now. Useful. "
Then he put the iron box on a low table beside him, and walked to his staff: "That Vassili who killed a lot of Germans ... was killed? He was dead? Such a good soldier ... ... how could it be so dead ... "
"Yes, comrade general, now we have been surrounded, at least we should think of a way, so it is not a way to continue." The staff member said with concern. The kerosene lamp was trembling while he was talking, and the beating light made his face look no better than Li Gui.
After all, the mental state of people who boil out in this state is not much better. Hiding in the city ■, in the dark air defense tunnel below, you can only look at the short sunshine every day, and then nest in the dark and desperate environment, I do n’t know when it will end.
The desire to end everything as soon as possible, but knowing that the end of everything is death, makes everyone in this command slightly decadent. For at least the last few days, even Rokosovsky, who had been full of confidence, began to become a little bit reluctant.
"If you have any way to leave here, I approve." Looking at his staff, Rokosovsky lost his tough side. He once executed a dozen senior generals on the grounds of escape. Now When his last moment was about to come, the cold-blooded Soviet commander-in-chief showed his soft side.
He walked up to his staff and stretched out his hand. He seemed to hesitate, and finally patted on the other person ’s shoulder twice:
I ’m ready to give my own life for my motherland ... but you Or you are all young and should not accompany me as a sinner and die here. "
"Comrade General! This is Stalingrad! This is the city for which we need to lay our lives! We have hundreds of thousands of young soldiers who died in battle here. If our commanders leave at the last minute, what are the faces? Back to his motherland again? "The staff member lowered his eyes and replied with a sour tone.
Yeah, I ordered thousands of young soldiers to soak the entire Stalingrad with blood-every soil here is red soil, and every square here is filled with rotting corpses Every building here is covered with mottled bullet holes, and every crater here seems to be sucking into the abyss of countless souls.
He ordered the troops to repeatedly attack with ruthlessness. He ordered the troops to keep their ground in check. He used his life to fill the big pits dug by the Germans. He used his life to support his promise to hold Stalingrad.
It is a pity that when everything is gone, he finds himself to be a flying insect struggling on the cobweb. It seems that as long as he struggles, he can be freed from the shackles, but in the end, the silk is tighter and tighter. Holding on to the spell of Stalingrad became an unachievable strategic goal. Since Zhukov's southward delay was delayed, Rokosovsky had a hunch that he would leave the stage here and become a "historical" figure.
The elite infantry and armored forces of his elite 2nd Guards had been exhausted in the middle of the streets and streets of Stalingrad. When these troops suffered heavy losses and finally could not squeeze their fists into counterattacks, Rokosovsky realized that the brutal Stalingrad street battle not only consumed the precious German troops, but also more Consumes the Soviet Union's few remaining mobilization capabilities.
The Soviet Union ’s mobilization capacity is three times greater than that of Germany. This is roughly judged according to the population-the Soviet Union ’s population is about three times that of Germany, but this multiple has shrunk to a negligible amount after the Germans mobilized Ukraine and other regions. Less than twice.
And even such a weakened advantage has almost been lost in the case of large-scale losses on the front lines of the Soviet Union. The troops mobilized by the entire Soviet Union are in fact almost the same as the total number of troops that the Germans can mobilize-think about it and collapse.
"Let the captain come in!" Rokosovsky found his palms trembling because his last moment was coming. The guard captain was assigned to him by Stalin, and can be said to be a very conscientious man, but Rokosovsky knew that the guard captain was probably sent by Stalin to supervise his fulfillment of coexistence and death with Stalingrad. Promise people.
"Comrade General!" The guard captain stood upright as he entered the door, saluting a formal military salute. Rokosovsky smiled awkwardly. He didn't know if the other party could see his expression, but he still made this expression.
"Comrade Chief of Staff, you can go out. And all the people in the headquarters announced my order. I declare that you can now break through or surrender. Any decision is approved by me." Rokosovsky signaled his staff Chang can leave. When the other party is about to leave the room, he repeats the order he just repeated.
"Sir ..." The chief of staff glanced at the head of the guard who entered the room, and seemed to want to say something more. But Rokosovsky waved his hand and interrupted him. So the chief of staff had to stand up and salute, and turned back.
For a while, the atmosphere in the room was a little weird. Rokosovsky took the lead in saying: "In this situation, there is no difference between me and no me. Stalingrad is still going to be occupied by the Germans. I I have done everything I can — no one can change the ending now, so I come to you and I want to thank you for your long time care. "
"If Comrade Zhukov's troops go south, is it possible to recapture Stalingrad?" The captain of the guard opened his mouth and asked in a hoarse voice. There has been a power outage here for many days, and water has become a scarce resource in recent days, so everyone's voice is hoarse, and there is a desperate aftertone in speech.
"If I were him, I would go back to Moscow, at least then he would die decently at the end." Rokosovsky sneered and continued: "From Stalin and Zhukov hesitated I wasted the opportunity to go south, and I was waiting for this day. I used the lives of countless people to support it here, hoping to be able to change something at the last moment-but everything is late, everything is over. "
"Boom!" The loud explosion made people frown involuntarily, and the shelling of the German army began again. The crazy cheers of the German Grenadiers seemed to be heard in the distance. A few minutes ago another commander in the encircling circle had sent a telegram, and the Germans were only tens of meters away from the headquarters.
In this case, the fool also knew that another encirclement was over, and Rokosovsky knew that his encirclement would not last long. The Germans are cutting off his retreat along the Volga River beach. It will only take up to one day for his command to be occupied by the Germans, and all resistance will be in vain, because the organized formation forces have been lost. Every defensive position can only fight on its own.
"If you do it quickly, there is at least a chance to break out. The Germans are not attacking the beach fast. If you hurry up and want to go back to give Stalin the chance to return to life, there will still be." Rokosov Skip brought himself a glass of vodka, and then unscrewed the buckle on his collar by hand.
He really wants a good drink, because after all, he is also a Russian who likes drinking. Listening to the rumbling gunfire in the distance, listening to the dust on the ceiling of the basement knocking on the map paper, Rokosovsky swallowed the vodka in his hand, and then poured himself a cup of greed. .
"Give me a shot, otherwise I will drink this good bottle of wine." The last general looked at the captain in front of him, very persuasive, and said: "You are carrying a half bottle of wine on the road There will be a good drink to accompany. Remember to drink more, it is estimated that in Moscow, or in Chelyabinsk ... In short, you will die, at that time, we will see you again. "
"I think ... if I find myself a new owner, then at least I can live a long time ..." The captain of the guard pulled out his pistol while talking. He opened the insurance and loaded the bullet, then said with a smile: "If I give you to Akado, maybe I can be a major in the Third Reich."
"You! This is the Stalingrad Supreme Command ... you can't get me out, there are a lot of Red Army commanders and guards outside, they can't watch you take me away from here, and ..." Rocco Sovsky is brewing his own death, so he hasn't recovered for a while. He thought he was dead, but now he finds that someone thinks more than he does.
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