Steel Soviet Union

What happened with Anya could only be regarded as a small episode for Malashenko. Malashenko, who made a special trip to the front army headquarters, still had business to do.

Malashenko, who walked to the street in front of the house, saw that the rescue on the ruins was still continuing. However, at the moment, Malashenko had no extra spare time to waste and went to help, so he quickly thought of ways to replenish supplies and equipment. Getting it is Malashenko's top priority right now.

He raised the watch on his wrist and checked the time. From the moment he came to help save people to now, Malashenko had probably lost more than half an hour. If he still expected to get more supplies, he had better do it as soon as possible. Rush over.

Malashenko did not disturb the Red Army soldiers who were still busy rescuing people. He carried the Somi submachine gun behind his back and walked towards the front army headquarters not far away.

Although it is much safer in the city of Stalingrad than in the open wild environment, the security of a headquarters of this level is still very tight.

Several guards blocked Malashenko's path, and a captain who looked like the commander on duty walked straight towards Malashenko with a straight face.

"Please show me your credentials and orders, comrade."

Malashenko, who came to the Stalingrad Front Army Headquarters for the first time, was obviously a new face. The captain who led the soldiers on guard duty had never seen this guy who looked like a tank soldier in front of him, so he was naturally dissatisfied with Malashenko's tone. It won't be any better than a standard official accent.

This trip to the front army headquarters was completely on Malashenko's own initiative. He did not receive any orders or telegrams in advance. It was naturally relatively difficult to face the formal questioning of the captain who led the team.

He handed the officer's ID card he took out from the lining pocket of his jacket to the hand of the captain in front of him. Malashenko, who did not have any order message in his hand, spoke slowly with a flattering tone.

"Comrade, I came here on my own without receiving an order this time. I have something important to report to the front army headquarters. My identity and position are written on it. If possible, could you please inform me."

Already accustomed to this kind of groveling communication method that begs for his own needs, the young captain, who had a calm face and no change in expression, didn't take it to heart at first, but when he reached out to open Malashenko's ID book, he immediately followed it. His eyebrows twitched.

"The First Guards Heavy Tank Breakthrough Regiment!? Aren't you all wiped out by the Germans long ago?"

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"Damn it, I'm a dead man? When did this happen? Why the hell didn't I know?"

Malashenko was quite shocked by the words blurted out by the captain in front of him. He didn't even know that he was killed by the Germans. Where the hell did this Japanese dog rumor come from? That idiot dares to spread rumors that he is dead? Hold!

Seeing the somewhat angry Malashenko's face change color, he quickly thought about the whole situation in his mind. The captain noticed that he had subconsciously made a mistake and immediately made amends.

"Please wait a moment, Comrade Malashenko, the matter is a little complicated. I will report it to Comrade Commander immediately."

Looking at the back of the young captain who hurriedly left after saying something to him, Malashenko always felt that some bloody things happened at the front army headquarters that he had not expected and was completely unaware of, just recently.

"Damn it, why did I become a fucking dead person?"

The unhappy Malashenko stood there and thought angrily that he still couldn't understand the young captain's subconscious confession of truth just now.

In the battle conference room of the Front Army Headquarters, a group of senior Front Army leaders led by General Vasilevsky were discussing the situation around the command table. The worsening battle situation on the front line made almost everyone present frown. brow.

"The situation is very bad. The German Sixth Army broke through the frontal defense of the 62nd Army, and the initial counterattack has ended in failure. The German vanguard has crossed the Don River, and we have lost natural resources in this area. defensive barrier."

"The German troops deep in the north are penetrating in depth to encircle the left wing of the 62nd Army. Their situation is getting more and more difficult now. The defense line is on the verge of collapse and there is a risk of being completely surrounded by the Germans. In addition, the 64th Army is also in a bad situation. They We lack heavy weapons, aircraft, and ammunition, but we are still resisting the attacking enemy in a difficult situation.”

The development of the war situation in the entire Stalingrad theater has been extremely unfavorable to the Soviet army.

The German troops who forcibly crossed the Don River disintegrated the initial defense line deployed by the Soviet army and disrupted the defense deployment plans. The two main armies, the 62nd and 64th, are currently engaged in a bitter battle with the German troops fighting in a group and fighting hand-to-hand.

Several main division-level troops and independent artillery units under the two group armies have even been partially divided and surrounded by the Germans, cutting off ground connections with the larger units in an attempt to encroach. Among them are several absolute main infantry with Guards designations. Teacher, the situation of making one wrong move and losing everything is surprisingly similar to last summer.

Nominally speaking, after the defeated Marshal Timoshenko was directly removed from the position of the Front Army Headquarters by the furious Comrade Stalin, the temporary successor Lieutenant General Gordov was listed. Commander of the Stalingrad Front, at least in name only, this was what he was supposed to be.

But perhaps it was because Timoshenko's huge defeat was such a huge blow to his loving father, Comrade Stalin, that Stalin, who was always worried, sent a very trustworthy figure at his disposal to the front line to take command: the current Chief of General Staff of the Red Army. General Vasilevsky.

Vasilevsky, who came to Stalingrad on behalf of the Supreme Military Council in Moscow, was actually the front-line commander who truly took charge of the war situation. He carried the personal instructions of his loving father Comrade Stalin on his shoulders and shouldered the responsibility of saving this city. The responsibility of a great city in the name of a leader.

To be honest, the current situation is so bad that Vasilevsky is almost out of breath.

Compared with the paper talks when he was still the chief of staff of the Red Army in Moscow and providing advice to his loving father Comrade Stalin, the experience of going to the front line to command the troops was more fierce, rapid, and resolute. Vasilevsky wrote in his diary Such a record was left.

After listening to the report, Vasilevsky glanced at the large group of silent headquarters commanders and fighters around him. He could remain silent during the meeting. His past experience silently told Vasilevsky in his heart. Based on an uncommon but somewhat cruel reality.

The group of people around him probably didn't have a good way to deal with the Germans who were attacking them like savage beasts.