Chapter 1065: Are burning things

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The portrait hanging in the center of the wall was spotless, because no matter where Zhukov's headquarters was placed, someone would wipe out this important spiritual totem every day. Stalin ’s dominance in the Soviet Union is actually terrible, and this cannot be experienced by anyone who has not experienced the Great Cleansing in person.
Zhukov glanced at the portrait on the wall, then took a step and walked out of the headquarters room. The car waiting at the door had been started, and he sat in his place, then closed his eyes quietly. He hasn't had a good rest recently, and now he can finally get on the road and make up for it.
The German G Army ’s attack made the entire line of defense fall apart. There were telegrams for help and routs that needed support. Numerous documents needed to be processed. The supply was also chaotic because of the rout. Need to deal with, it is simply unimaginable. However, Zhukov still handled these trivial matters with astounding perseverance, so that hundreds of thousands of Soviet troops that had fallen into the top of the disaster still did not have the phenomenon of command confusion.
However, this still cannot change the fact that the Germans have broken through the front lines of the Soviets, and the fastest progress of the Germans has extended the tentacles of their forward troops behind the main Soviet troops that began to retreat slowly half a month ago. The troops that are advancing rapidly have a tendency to catch up with the main force of the Soviet army. For the main Soviet troops rushing north, this is the most deadly problem. Zhukov left the headquarters so anxiously that he also planned to rush to the 1st Front of the Guard and personally command Konev and Vasily. Nevsky's troops continued to move quickly towards Moscow.
His car slowly wobbled, and behind him, in the headquarters that was further and further away from him, the Soviet officers left behind began to pick up the command stuff with all his hands. Some documents related to the front-line troops were thrown into the brazier and burned, because many documents were useless for this unit that was about to begin a complete retreat.
Many of the troops on paper have already fallen into heavy siege by the Germans, some of them have even been annihilated by the Germans, and they have not had time to destroy the information of these troops. Under the rapid advance and encirclement of the Germans, too many, too many formed Soviet troops had no time to retreat and were completely wiped out by the Germans. The remarks and files of these troops here at Zhukov are even backed up and recorded, and there is no need to keep these things now, because no one will check the real whereabouts of these materials. .
In such a large-scale defeat on the front line, it is impossible to make statistics on the loss of a person and a gun, and sometimes even hundreds of people and thousands of guns are lost. There is simply no way to verify it. It is possible that the entire company ’s soldiers were annihilated by the Germans. It was possible that thousands of people had surrendered in a certain battle, and their weapons, ammunition, food, and other things would be missing.
Of course there will be records of seizures by the Germans, but Zhukov has no way to get information from the German logistics department to verify whether their troops were scattered when they retreated, or they surrendered directly. Therefore, the remaining pre-war data is almost useless. Even if you know the importance of keeping these files, you can still burn them according to the usual practice.
Boxes of boxes of documents were loaded on trucks, safes, and certain military necessities, including the huge portrait of Comrade Stalin, the leader of the Soviet Union, had to be transported away by car. The table was hit by the soldiers shuttled back and forth, and a glass above fell to the ground. After a crunch, it shattered everywhere, but no one left it.
Everything in the large empty cabinet has been evacuated, so the soldiers who finally came in pushed the cabinet down and fell to the ground. After the heavy muffled noise, the dust was raised everywhere, which was left on the ground due to burning materials. The ashes were blown around.
At this time, the main force of the Germans had begun to attack Medvinka, which was very close to Kursk. But the closest thing to Kursk is not the main force of this attack, but another German force along the north of the Seim. They did not encounter any large-scale resistance along the way, and they attacked the main town of Polevaya in the southeast of Kursk, which was considered to be blocked by the Soviet guards behind the palace. The Germans were blocked by Soviet infantry in the suburbs of Polevaia, and they could not directly attack the city.
On the one hand, because they are getting closer and closer to the core defensive zone of Kursk, Soviet troops have gradually found their own counterattack rhythm. They rely on their fortifications to fight back desperately, hoping to prevent the German army from continuing to advance; After a few days of high-speed attack, the attack has lost its original sharpness. Most of the infantry have reached the limit of advance. Only a few armored forces are still dragging the wings.
Zhukov left his headquarters in this way and followed a northbound convoy to escape north along the road. He did not choose to fight with his guards in the end, because he decided to return to Moscow at the beginning. , Met Stalin to persuade him to end the war.
Zhukov hoped that he could persuade Stalin to sign a truce with the Germans to save the last trace of the Soviet Union. As a frontline general, he has seen that the current situation is very bad. At least the Soviet Union has lost all the chances of defeating Germany. If you want to keep decent, you must end the war rationally.
However, he knew that persuading Stalin was not an easy task. After all, if this war ended with the defeat of the Soviet Union, Stalin would definitely be ousted from power due to loss of prestige. But Zhukov now has no way to help Stalin restore this doomed defeat.
I still want to fight in Moscow. Thinking of here, Zhukov closed his eyes and sighed. Even in the dream, he still felt the great pressure that reality brought him. Not far behind him, the Soviet troops on the position were bleeding and sacrificed, and they were defeated and killed. But he could only escape, like a coward.
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Sometimes the reality is so unfair. When Zhukov was frustrated by his despicable escape, Taro Takemoto was desperate because he could not escape. The port area where he is now guarding has become the last line of defense, and the opposite US military is pouring dense bullets into the position beside him.
"Ba Ga! Can't these Americans rest for a while?" He curled up as much as possible, holding his weapon, and cursed in the trenches the American who seemed to never have to worry about their bullets going to burn out. There was also Kimura who had known him for a short time in the trenches. At this time, he was holding his steel helmet and squinting his eyes, as much as possible to lower his body, hoping that no shrapnel would threaten his life.
"Baga Yalu!" Not far away, a Japanese soldier finally couldn't stand the ravages of the US Army and jumped out of his hiding place. With a bayonet in his rifle, he seemed to be desperately trying to fight with the opposite US Army Looks like. It's a pity that he just jumped out of his bunker and was hit by a dense bullet into a sieve. The unlucky guy instantly lay back on his trenches and turned into a corpse.
Major General Ishida was wiping the command knife in his hand with white silk in a bunker. He looked blankly through the gap at the edge of the bunker and looked at the high ground where the American flag had been inserted in the distance. It used to be his headquarters, but now it is the spoils of the US Marines. Major General Ishida didn't get too attached, and just glanced back at his gaze, then he looked at the staff around him, and the other party could no longer talk to him at this time.
The staff had just finished his own life with his own command knife, and at this time he also stared at the unwilling eyes, curled up and knelt down on the ground. The handle of the commanding knife was in the arms of the staff, but the tip of the knife came out from the back of the waist, and pointedly pointed to the sky.
Looking at the corpse, Ishida seemed to see himself for a while, his hands trembling slightly, but he was very holy and waved the command knife in his hand twice. This is the glorious tradition of his nation. The warrior of His Majesty the Emperor can use this ritual to ensure that his soul can return to his hometown and rest in heaven. Of course, this ritual has different procedures in different regions in the east and the west. Some of them eat food and some are confession. Similar to this kind of stomach-cutting, and it is necessary to introduce the wrong person to supplement the knife in the back and then ascend.
More than 18,000 Japanese soldiers swore to death with the US military on this island for 8 days, and it completely collapsed into what it is now. After the US army occupied the airport, more supplies were pressed on the island more quickly. All counterattack efforts have been in vain. Until now, Ishida has not even been able to complete the one-month bottom line requirement given to him by his superiors.
In a crater outside the bunker, several Japanese officers were burning their flags and some documents, and some people were crying while watching the burning flames. They moved away from their hometown to this place thousands of miles away, but as a result they were unable to witness the rise of their country and could only experience a disaster of their own. The distant American destroyers could already be seen on the far sea. The guns above fired from time to time, and the loud noise of the shooting was clearly heard from them. Mobile phone users please visit http: //