Chapter 1136

At 5 o'clock in the evening, the German position on the southern periphery of Moscow was still quiet. Stalin's time for Zhukov to launch a final counterattack had come. However, it was obvious that Zhukov did not carry out the order, and even had no idea to fire to cope with it.

The battle did not break out at dinner. Both sides were preparing their own evening food. The food of the Germans was much better than that of the Soviets. Some troops even got dehydrated peas and dried vegetable leaves. We talked and laughed in our own trenches, rejoicing in the more and more comfortable life on the front line.

There is no decent food in the Soviet Union. At least in Zhukov group, which is far away from Moscow, there is no decent food. Most of the soldiers only have some poor "lieba" as food, and a few troops only have some moldy expired food to eat.

In the afternoon, the German army concentrated all kinds of artillery, and used a total of 60 fitlie rockets to carry out a fire raid on the Soviet garrison positions. The artillery fire in the sky lasted half an hour like a rainstorm, and some Soviet positions were completely destroyed by this round of fierce artillery fire, In the end, Zhukov had to give up these places which were beyond recognition.

"However, Marshal Zhukov... Instead of carrying out the order of attack, we have given up part of our defensive positions. If Comrade Stalin knows... We are in danger." The chief of staff held his teacup and said to his superior, the last hope of the Soviet Red Army, Marshal Zhukov.

Zhukov looked at the war zone map which he had looked at countless times, and saw that one place after another which he had kept in mind had become the occupied area of the German. He was even more sad. He pointed to the strong arrows on the map representing the German troops and sighed helplessly: "I have already said that counterattack will only make us perish faster. The only thing we should do now is to use our limited forces in urban street battles and hold down the enemy. "

"But, marshal, Stalin's last special envoy has left us an ultimatum, telling us that if we don't launch an attack tonight, Stalin will send someone to replace us and arrest us and hang us." Said the chief of staff, leaning back in his chair.

Zhukov laughed. After two laughs, he turned to his chief of staff and said in a very humorous tone, "who will replace me? If Comrade Stalin could find a replacement for me in his rubbish, he would have us arrested two days ago. Who is willing to take my position at this time? I'm afraid nobody wants to? "

Sure enough, in the underground bunker in Moscow, far away from here, Stalin became angry because Zhukov refused to carry out his orders. In front of a group of generals and officials, Stalin dropped his favorite pipe, and then angrily scolded Zhukov as a heartless wolf like trakov.

"Asshole! This is a betrayal to me! Betrayal of our great motherland and our vows! Why doesn't he attack? Does he want to see me killed in Moscow? " After confirming that Zhukov had not led the rest of his disabled soldiers to attack the German army, Stalin patted the table and yelled to a group of military advisers and officials.

"Comrade Stalin, this is Zhukov's personal betrayal of the whole Soviet Union! I suggest that his rank as Soviet Marshal should be cut off immediately, and then someone should take over the troops under his command and take them to attack the German army, so as to relieve the positive pressure on Moscow! " Looking at Stalin, who was already in a trance, a military adviser finally suggested.

Not all high-ranking people are really capable people. Sometimes, the only thing they can do is to frame others. Once the situation becomes out of their control and expectation, they will be in a mess, even the most basic principles will be forgotten because of panic.

"So you're going to replace Zhukov?" Watujing, who has been standing on Stalin's left hand, obviously has real ability. After hearing this suggestion, he raised his eyebrows and stared at the talking fool with cold eyes, hoping to kick him to shut his mouth forever.

"Of course, I can't, but there are still many high-level generals..." the general also knew that he was wrong and his voice was getting smaller and smaller, but he still didn't want to lose his face in front of Stalin. At last, he whispered against vatukin, and then he closed his mouth.

Before watujing had a chance to speak again, his words were interrupted by Stalin. Now the nominal leader of the whole Soviet Union is in a trance. He speaks with the accent of his hometown. If he is not clear, he must listen carefully before he can distinguish: "general vatukin, do you mean that Zhukov can't be replaced in his army? This is the act of setting up a mountain! This is to regard the troops of our motherland as his own private forces! "

If Zhukov, who is good at fighting, is hanged and replaced with a fool, then the war situation can be changed? Watujing took a look at Stalin who was angry. For a moment, he doubted whether his choice was right. He didn't know how long he could hold on and what reason he could find among the defeated people to hold on.

"Attack! Attack! Zhukov's troops launched a counterattack in the southwest area! " An officer took a look at general watujing, whose face was as gray as Li Kui. He felt that the atmosphere in the room was very wrong. He quickly said, "Zhukov's troops have just begun to attack!" All the people looked at this humble little character in the room and seemed to be waiting for him to continue to speak: "before this meeting, general Zhukov finally tried his best to mobilize the forces of four regiments and decided to launch an attack in the southwest corner of Moscow city! Look at the time. It should have started by now? " His quick wits gave watujing a glimmer of hope, and he quickly stood up and said, "Comrade Stalin, Marshal Zhukov, did not refuse your order at all, but because the troops were too few to launch a counterattack on time. We'll wait a few hours and we'll hear the good news of his counterattack. "“ Let's wait for him to attack! At least he has been on the front line and is more familiar with the environment than we are. " The general, trembling with fear from vatujing's eyes, quickly echoed and said, "we'll wait another hour... No! Two more hours! If he doesn't attack, we'll talk about replacing him! " If you really dare to replace Zhukov, the army may mutiny immediately! When the time comes, the German army will cover up and enter the city. You and I will die without burial ground! Vatukin swallowed this sentence, because Stalin on the other side had already said: "very good! Just follow this plan! " With a few hours of delay, vatukin naturally had a way to deceive Stalin. When he returned to his headquarters, he immediately ordered all the artillery fire and another limited artillery battle with the German army. He wanted to cover up Zhukov's disobedience with a nonexistent offensive battle and nonexistent results. An hour later, Stalin and his men heard the gunfire from far away places. The light of the night and the sound of explosion made Stalin feel comfortable. He seems to have forgotten his order to hang Zhukov. He electrified Zhukov for the reason that he did not launch any attack, which makes people laugh and cry. He even praised Zhukov for launching the attack on time, repelling the German offensive and reversing the unfavorable situation in Moscow. In this attack, a whole battalion of Moscow officers fell on the road of charging. They were all pitiful people who were overwhelmed by despair and reality and voluntarily chose to use their bodies to bury their motherland. These officers took the lead in charge and fought so tenaciously that they forced a part of the German army back to the vicinity of the vygaqi cinema“ I think Stalin is crazy. Why would he reward me for not obeying orders? " Zhukov chuckled bitterly and threw the commendation message to his desk. He complained to the chief of staff around him: "he only depends on his voice in the bunker, and a group of idiots judge the current situation. This is a joke about his own life!"“ I think that's the last way for him to comfort himself. " The chief of staff looked at the message from the Kremlin office, and then put it on Zhukov's desk: "he is now more willing to believe lies, to believe in the impossible battle plan... To believe that we are telling the truth, to believe that we are still fighting for this country to the last minute."“ Konev just called and said that he was forced to retreat another 4 kilometers in the southern region. Now we don't have to worry any more. Within two days at most, marshal, you can move your headquarters to Moscow. " The chief of staff said to Zhukov with a hint of irony. Vasilevsky's troops were also forced back by goodrian's troops in the side rear, and the defensive operations in Moscow's rear were also not very smooth. Now Moscow has been almost surrounded, with Moscow's defense area and Zhukov's group, totaling more than 900000 troops. For mobile users, please visit M