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Chapter 1202 1203 The power of the victor

When German soldiers walked through the ruins with weapons and brought the Soviet delegates to the negotiations out of the front line of the war between the two armies, several Soviet negotiating officers obviously no longer had their former arrogance. They carefully passed through each line of defense and were full of respect for the National Defense Army soldiers stationed on the front line.

Then these Soviet officers were sent onto a military truck and drove along the streets that the German army had captured and headed towards the command of the German Army Group A in the distance. The two jeeps were filled with German soldiers, following with assault rifles, protecting these Soviet soldiers to arrive at their destination safely.

Nothing happened along the way. The security environment in the Moscow area occupied by the German army was very good. Most of the here was affected by war. Therefore, not many locals lived in it. There were tents built on the street. German soldiers resting on the roadside were wearing vests or towels on their necks, looking at the cars driving on the road with curious eyes.

After the wheels were filled, the craters of sand were covered with sand and soil were added, and then they were violently shaken. After all, these German off-road vehicles are not as good as luxury cars in terms of shock absorption. Their main function is to drive on rough roads and be reliable and unbreakable. Mercedes-Benz military vehicles well interpret the term military vehicle, which is sturdy and durable, simple and cheap.

"Cherish your last chance, there are not many things you can fight for." Jumping out of the car, a German officer looked at the Soviet officers who were bent over from the truck and ready to jump off, and spoke in fluent Russian: "I don't know why you came here to negotiate with us at such a time, but you should know that delaying time is useless."

"Mr. General, we cherish this opportunity for negotiation very much, and we have no intention of delaying time. Because we really feel that everything in front of us should end and end this meaningless war." After jumping out of the truck, the Soviet officer looked at the German officer and answered slowly.

Without waiting for the German officials who were stunned, these Soviet representatives sorted out their clothes and, under the guidance of the guards of the German Wehrmacht Group A Army Command, walked into the reception room next to Lundstedt's office. Several people went through a careful body search and waited for about ten minutes before they walked into the room with their secretary and chief of staff.

"Long live the Head of State Akado Rudolph!" The guards standing at the door of the conference room saw the Marshal and others, raised their arms and greeted a standard German hand-raising salute. They held their chins high and looked very energetic. This scene made the Soviet officers who had already stood up in the room very embarrassed, because they didn't know whether to get up to give a hand-raising salute, or pretend not to know, and continued to use the hand-shaking salute they were more accustomed to.

Lundstedt looked at the Soviet officer who was in a dilemma and had no intention of making things difficult for the other party. After all, the two sides are still in a state of war, so it seems a bit too pretentious to let the negotiator follow the customs. So the German marshal waved his hand generously and smiled and said, "I am very happy to meet you, guests from Moscow. I am Marshal Lundstedt, Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Group A Army. Welcome you to my headquarters."

"So, that's why you came to surrender, right?" In the end, it was the chief of staff of the Group A Army who broke the brief silence and asked the Soviet negotiators on the other side: "Because the commanders who insisted on fighting are no longer there, you choose to surrender to us?"

"Yes! Although we are unwilling to admit it, this is indeed one of the reasons for our surrender." The Soviet officer nodded and answered the question from the German Chief of Staff: "Our Commander Konev issued an order that the officers and soldiers did not allow suicide to die, so we could only come here helplessly and convey the matter we hope to surrender to you."

"God, this is a sad story." Lundstedt shook his head, sighed and said, "So, since you are now the plenipotent representatives of the Soviet defenders, let's talk about the conditions for surrender you want, what exactly are?"

"Marson! We want to surrender with decent surrender and walk out of the city we are stationed in. After all, we have fought bravely, so we should retain our honor." The Soviet representative said to Lundstedt: "So I ask you, who are generous, to allow our officers to wear their own pistols, and soldiers can keep their belongings, leave Moscow in the prescribed direction, disband on the spot after resting, and enjoy treatment different from prisoners of war."

He paused, and without waiting for Lundstedt to speak, he continued: "In addition, these soldiers and all officers will not be held accountable, nor will they be sent to concentration camps or prisoners of war camps. We have no weapons. There is no threat at all. These hundreds of thousands of people have nothing to your army."

"Oh, please allow me to interrupt you." Lundstedt stretched out his hand and stopped the other party from continuing to chatter. Then he looked at the other party's eyes with interest and shook his head and said, "As the highest front-line commander of the German army, I dare not agree to any of the conditions you mentioned!"

He stretched out his right hand, clenched into a fist, and slowly stretched out his first finger: "First, we have won the victory of this war, and it is our freedom to treat the captives who surrendered in the encirclement in the way!"

Then he stretched out his second finger and continued, "Second, the Head of State's special warrant only allows you to surrender unconditionally. The warrant is very clear. Do you understand that the defeated country has no qualification to put forward the conditions?"

After saying this, Lundstedt's eyes swept sharply over the Soviet officers in front of him. He was exercising power that only a winner had, which made him feel very comfortable all over. The other party swallowed, trying to argue something, but in the end he ended up not speaking.
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