Struggle in Soviet Russia

On the main highway from Moscow to Minsk, several renewed Gil-101s washed by rain, bumped on the road full of craters, and the camouflage net on the roof was soaked in rain water, tightly attached to the car. At the top, it has basically lost its camouflage function.

However, in rainstorms like this, German planes rarely venture out. Otherwise, the convoy would not venture to the road. The edge of the jungle is the main place they travel through.

Sitting in his own jeep, Victor was awakened by a violent bump from his sleep. He woke up, raised his arm, and looked at the watch in his hand. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Where are we?" Putting his hands down, Victor asked Varenka, who was in charge of driving in front of him.

"I just made a mistake in the town of Yeltesin. I will be in Vyazima in half an hour," Varenka said without looking back, carefully controlling the steering wheel.

Victor nodded, leaned his back into the seat again, and cast his eyes on the wasteland outside the car window.

This morning he received an order from the command of the Western Front, which required him to immediately lead the communications command center to Vyazma to join the front command that is being transferred there.

As the representative of the Western Front under the direct jurisdiction of the NKVD, Victor, who is in charge of the internal affairs and intelligence work in this direction, has the right to choose to act independently, and this order actually exceeds the authority of the Western Front Command.

However, Victor did not reject the order signed by the head of the Political Department of the Western Front Army, Letesv, but asked the Front Army Command to issue a new order. The new order must be signed by the commander of the Front Army and the military commissioner.

Soon, Victor received a new order. It was indeed signed by the commander of the front army Timoshenko and the military commissioner Bulganin. With this order, Victor can bring the communications command center to Vyazy. Go ahead, if something goes wrong, the responsibility will naturally be borne by the Western Front Army Command.

Victor really didn’t want to go to the **** Vyazma at this time, because it was very dangerous now. He obtained information that the German armored units were already north of Vyazma, the 19th Army and the 30th Army. A breakthrough has been made in the junction. A large number of German paratroopers even appeared in Sichevka, Pigulino and other places. If the German troops that have made a breakthrough choose to turn around and go south and cut off the main road from Mozhaisk to Vyazma, then the U.S. The Soviet army in the Yazima region is likely to fall into the encirclement of the German army.

Previously, Victor had sent relevant information to Moscow and the command of the Western Front. The base camp’s reply was that the reserve front army would draw out five infantry divisions equipped with reinforced weapons to fight on the front line of Sečovka and Pigulino. This gap is blocked. But when these troops will be in place, or even whether they will be in place, it is still unclear. Therefore, this order is equivalent to making Victor take the initiative to jump into the encircling circle predetermined by the Germans.

It is inevitable to complain, but the order is still to be carried out, and Victor has no interest in going to the military court.

What made Victor a little relieved was that on the way back, his troops encountered the logistics transport convoys of the 22nd Army and the 30th Army. From those people, he learned that the two armies were still in their respective defenses. In terms of position, the command department of the group army is functioning well, which at least shows that the German army has not been able to defeat Vyazma in the short term.

The convoy moved forward for another ten minutes, and a large number of people fleeing began to appear on the road. All kinds of pallets dragged by livestock or even humans were moving **** the crowded road. People who were soaked by rain washed away. All of them looked desperate.

War is a disaster for everyone, and for these unarmed ordinary people, the disaster is obviously a bit more tragic.

Due to the blockage of the road, Varenka’s expectation of arriving at Viazma in half an hour was completely lost. The convoy traveling like a snail did not enter Via with difficulty until almost five o’clock in the afternoon. The downtown area of ​​Zima.

Different from the time when we left last time, Vyazma has now completed military mobilization. The City Defense Command, commanded by General Makitin, has also been formed, with militia, police, firefighters, and even some government workers. , Have been recruited into the city defense force, thus forming a city defense team of 20,000 people-the number is very objective, but the combat effectiveness cannot be guaranteed.

From the mouth of a city defense commander, Victor inquired about the location of the so-called front army headquarters, which was set up in the Catholic cathedral on the high ground of the city, which was the highest place in the city and could be seen at a glance.

Victor glanced at the steeple cathedral that was faintly visible in the rainstorm, his eyes barely glared, he couldn't believe that it was the location of the command headquarters chosen by Marshal Temusin. Is he planning to see the scenery there? ? Or does he feel that his staff team is not very competent, so he plans to use the Germans to kill them all?

Well, even if Comrade Timoshenko went crazy, Victor did not intend to go crazy with him. He did not take his convoy to the high ground, but ordered them to find a hidden place to wait, and take the ride. The jeep went to the headquarters.

What made Victor feel speechless was that in this terrible headquarters, he met the commander of the city defense Makitin, the chairman of the Smolensk Soviet Vakhterov, and the party secretary of the Smolensk region Popo. He and a large number of people from the Party Committee of the Smolensk Region and the Party Committee of Vyazma City, but none of the people from the Front Army Command have been seen.

After inquiring about Makitin, Victor knew that the people from the western headquarters had not arrived yet, and they were still on the way to come, and this headquarters was chosen by Comrade Vakhterov because of the open terrain.

On the gravel road at the top of the slope, Victor was holding an umbrella and looked at the church on the top of the hill from a distance. By his side, Popov, secretary of the Smolensk Oblast, and Vakhterov, chairman of the Soviet Union.

Among these people, Victor is the youngest, but in terms of his position, he is the tallest one. The head of the combat direction of the NKVD, even the first secretary of Belarus, Panteleimon Ponomarenko, is here. , Victor doesn't have to be too polite.

Standing next to the jeep for a while, Victor handed the umbrella to his left hand, then raised his right arm, raised his thumb, and compared it to the church steeple in the distance, and then The thumb is crossed, and then the comparison is made.

"Comrade Viktor Viktorovich, you are..." Popov asked curiously.

"Hehe, this is what I learned from Comrade Kazame," Victor smiled. Although his tone of voice seemed to be smiling, there was no smile on his face. It can be said that this kind of smile is not as good as a skinny smile. Really don't laugh.

"You know, when artillery troops go to a specific area, they must first select a coordinate when preparing to fire a specific area," Victor said. "This coordinate will usually be the highest in the target area. A building, um, just like here, if the German soldiers are under the city and prepare to launch a bombardment of the city, then this church on the high ground is the best target."

Popov’s smile condensed on his face, he turned his head a little stiffly, and gave Vakhterov a stern look around him. He was about to say something, but he heard Victor continue to say: "So, everyone, for For safety's sake, let's choose another place to serve as the headquarters of the front army. Otherwise, I am worried that after Marshal Timuxin comes, I can't help but curse."

"Yes, right, change to another place," Popov hurriedly agreed. "Then, Comrade Victor, which one do you think is more appropriate?"

Victor replaced the umbrella in his right hand, turned around, looked at Ma Jijing who was following, and smiled: "I am not very familiar with Vyazma, but Comrade Ma Jijing should be better. Proposal."

To be honest, Viktor has no good feelings for this Makitin, whether Popov or Vakhterov, they do not understand military at best. They are government officials and it is normal for them to not understand military. But Ma Jijing is different. He is an out-and-out soldier. Even if he is only a commander of the local army, he should have the most basic military qualities.

Victor did not think that Makitin was incompetent. On the contrary, he felt that this guy was very mindful. This person must know that it is inappropriate to choose the headquarters in this church, but when Vakhterov made this proposal, he There is no objection, which is the problem in itself.

Of course, Victor didn't believe that this guy was a spy, saboteur, or something, because this kind of trick was too low-level, and even if the Western Front Command came here, it would not be possible to use it as a resident. If nothing goes wrong, the mixed ones will definitely be local political struggles, and Makitin and Vakhterov should not deal with each other.

There is nothing strange about political fights, they can happen anywhere, but when you return to fights, the timing still has to be divided. Faced with the current situation, it is very unwise to continue political fights unconsciously, not knowing the overall situation, and not knowing the general situation. Victor's evaluation of Mackiting.

However, Victor would not put forward such an idea in public. It is not his responsibility. Comrade Popov is still standing by the side.

There is nothing to say. The headquarters location must be changed, and a lot of preparations are needed to change the location. At least the generators prepared to prevent power failure must be removed from the church again and moved to the new headquarters location. It takes a lot of time to go back and forth, which shows how harmful this **** political battle is.