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Chapter 896

In the Soviet Kremlin, Zhukov was with a group of Soviet generals to persuade Stalin to agree to the Soviet army's plan to go south to fight. Most of them felt that they were deceived by the German army and were deceived by the German planes that bombed Moscow a few days ago.

"More than ten days! We have wasted more than ten days just for a high-altitude bombing that was not even attacked in the city center." An officer sighed and shook his head and said regretfully: "This is too timid, right? The face of our great motherland has been lost."

Everyone thought that this was just a typical hindsight, so no one scrutinized his complaints. You should know that not to mention a small army commander like him, even Stalin and Zhukov did not dare to easily conclude that the German bombing was just a bluff more than ten days ago.

At that time, no matter what, the capital Moscow was also bombed by German bombers on a large scale. This is an indisputable fact and no one can question it. Many people estimated that the German troops attacking Moscow would act within 24 hours, and some even concluded that the German troops would attack Moscow immediately.

Under that circumstances, almost everyone insisted on defending Moscow first and then considering other issues, because no one could take on the responsibility of losing the capital of the country. Everyone argued with each other and ignored each other, and the result was that the plan of the Soviet Red Army's southward transitioned to a bubble in the end, and that's all.

As for the present ten days later, everyone obviously understood that the news that the German army lacked oil may be true, and the unprecedented bombing of Moscow was actually a means for the German army to cover up its weakness. Because from that bombing until now, no second air strike has arrived.

So at this time, many younger generals began to question Zhukov or Stalin's judgment. They did not dare to make it openly at the meeting, but instead used this behind-the-scene way to spread it in their own circles. This kind of thing was done very concealed, because after the great purge, the Soviet Union's tolerance for the criticized leader Stalin was almost zero.

"You don't want to die? Why do you say so loudly? Everyone knows that Stalin is just an idiot in military command, but what can this happen?" Another officer turned his head, looked at the location of the guards around him, and whispered: "I wasted so many days of great opportunity."

Not in his position, not in his position, not in his position, and not in Zhukov's position, of course I don't know how much pressure he will face. At this time, of course, "others are 25, only they are wise and powerful." Before the two people's words could be finished, the shrill alarm sounded again over Moscow.

Yes, the German air force was dispatched again. This time there were so many aircraft dispatched, accompanied by twenty fighter jets. They still did not rush into Moscow's absolute air defense circle, and they still dropped some bombs on the periphery, and they got things done. The only difference was that the last time was at night, and this time it was during the day.

"German airplanes? Air raids? How is this possible? Didn't the German army really lack oil? What's going on?" The young officer who was rude just now asked with a trembling voice. When he asked him questioning other people's decisions, he might have picked up dozens of problems and attacked everywhere, but let him think of a way out himself, which is a bit difficult.

Another officer didn't speak this time because he was already scared by the explosion from afar and couldn't speak. After all, he was just an officer in the logistics department, not the kind of person in charge.

When the two were at a loss there, Zhukov happened to pass by with his assistant. He looked at the two officers with a grim face and said in a slow tone: "It just so happens that you are here. Comrade Stalin, the great Soviet leader, is going to hold an emergency meeting, and all officers who can participate must attend."

"Yes!" The two of them stood at attention, followed Zhukov and Zhukov's assistant, and walked towards a huge conference room in the Kremlin with their heads down. This was where Stalin often held combat meetings, which were spacious and bright, not like the current situation of the Soviet Union.

"Comrade Stalin, I personally suspect that the German army is indeed using their strategic bombers to the greatest extent to interfere with our army's judgment." The meeting began soon, and there were no less than twenty generals and officers in the entire conference room. Some of them were from the Moscow Security Command and some from the Logistics Department of the Moscow War Theater in the Soviet Union. On the contrary, there were very few front-line generals because they all had to prepare for war on the front.

Zhukov took the lead in expressing his doubts about the irregular bombing of Moscow as if the Germans were exhausted. He felt that this was a kind of interference from the Germans, and the purpose was to prevent the main force of the Soviet army from moving south.

In fact, if there was only one battlefield in Moscow, he would have to be a stone Buddha, staying still as moving as a mountain until the last second. However, he could not withstand the urging of several telegrams in the Southern Theater Command, asking Zhukov to go south to reinforce him.

If we calculate the problem of the Southern Theater Command, Zhukov has to admit that the decisive battle south is the best choice at present. However, he is not Stalin, and he cannot directly command the troops to move south quickly to strive for a more favorable decisive battle opportunity.

As a commander, he hopes that he will command his troops to rush on the front line just like in the battle for Ukraine. Even if he fails, he will be worthy of his title of marshal. Unfortunately, he can only sit in Moscow now, waiting for Stalin to realize it.

"The German bombing gap is not short, and I personally think that the German strategic bombing cannot prove that it has sufficient fuel." A general in charge of logistics thought for a while and spoke to Stalin: "But Comrade Stalin, I cannot bear the responsibility for putting Moscow at risk..."

If you talk about a thousand words, it will be the same old topic in the end. If anyone dares to say that the decisive battle south is the best strategy at this time, he will have to bear the follow-up responsibility for Moscow to be occupied by the German army. Whether it is Stalin or the successors of the Soviet Union in the future, the first one is to use this person to kill a warning to those with a small percentage. It is nothing more than Zhukov or Stalin's level.

"The scale of German bombers...is not big." Zhukov looked at Stalin who was quite entangled and decided to choose the most feasible solution at present. He didn't want to sit still because the news just came was not very optimistic. At least he felt that the current situation of the Soviet Union was not good.

"If, I mean, if, we lost Stalingrad... Can the war continue to fight?" Stalin closed his eyes, as if he was in the next big determination, and it seemed that he closed his eyes and rested because of his recent fatigue. The question he asked suddenly quieted the venue, and all the voices who were whispering against going south just now disappeared.

"Comrade Stalin, if we lose the oilfield production areas near Baku, we only have enough reserves in our hands to launch an attack... If our offense fails, then the 'Great Patriotic War' will never be able to win." Zhukov looked at Stalin and finally replied: "I am forgiving, my suggestion is that it is best not to give up on the Caucasus..."

"Enough! I understand." Stalin stretched out his hand and stopped Zhukov's words. He was one of the few people in the entire conference room who knew some other situations. A few hours ago, a worse telegram was sent to Moscow. Most people don't know about the crisis yet, but he personally knows it.

So he needed a victory, a great victory to stop the front line from retreating, which was his firm idea just now. If it weren't for the sudden and just right bombing, maybe Stalin had issued an order to let the main force of the Soviet army start to move south.

"So. I'm still suppose that if I ordered the troops to go south, would I bump into the German armored troops during the journey south?" Stalin opened his eyes and continued to ask Zhukov. Stalin has also studied the Soviet army's combat plan these days. He knew that this plan had high feasibility, at least it was much better than trapped in Moscow and waiting to die.

"Comrade Stalin, we have been half a month later than expected to go south. The G Army has been resting for about 20 days and has just approached the Kursk region... In this case, I think even if we use the original size of troops to go south, it will be of no use." Zhukov regretfully stated to Stalin: "If you ask me what to do, I will gather more troops to move south and fight the German army in the Kursk region."

"So, now, how many troops do you need to go south? 30 divisions? Or 35 divisions?" Stalin listened to Zhukov's words and asked, "How to stop the German army from leveraging its air superiority and how to defeat the most elite German army in one fell swoop? Do you have your own ideas?"

"First of all, Comrade Stalin, any battle will be risky." Zhukov replied: "I will concentrate all the armored forces in my hands and head south to the German Army that is slowly advancing northward. Choose to wait for a decisive battle in bad weather, because we have the advantage in our troops, so I am confident of defeating this German army."
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