"Don't move! Yes! Don't move!" For Rokosovsky, what made him most annoyed was not the shame he was carrying, but the endless reporters in front of him, such as Germany, Italy, Romania, France, Britain, and other places.

"General Qusheller, IMHO, if you were willing to stuff all these reporters into the army as soon as possible, you could at least double your army." Rokosovsky tried to point a poker face at countless shots, allowing the flash to flash.

In order to deal with these journalists who came from afar, Qusirel had to leave his original command the next day after surrendering and transferred the entire army command to the command when Rokosovsky surrendered. Then the two of them were like pets, allowing the people from the Imperial Propaganda Department to fiddle with them.

Even the Germans found a Soviet flag full of holes and burning marks from somewhere, and made Rokosovsky perform over and over again, bowing and saluting.

"General Rokosovsky...you should know that the capture of Stalingrad will have a significant impact on the foreign policy of the entire Germany. So domestic journalists and military leaders in the south seemed a little too excited." After saying that, Qusiral smiled at the camera, and then took the shabby military flag from Rokosovsky for the first time.

The Soviet Union and German senior leaders saw very clearly what it meant to capture Stalingrad. As an important node in the German southern offensive, capturing Stalingrad was finally filled with the incomplete Volga defense line. Now, except for the dispatch of some troops to strengthen the defense line along the river, Qusiral seemed to have nothing else to do.

After completing the frontal defense along the wide Volga River, the German heavy armored forces finally had a safer environment on the side and rear. At least before Stalingrad was occupied by the Soviet Union again, these German troops only needed to focus on dealing with the enemy in front of them.

The G Army heading north will immediately receive reinforcements of about 5 divisions, which will undoubtedly be great news for the exhausted Guderian. At least his troops have achieved their goal of going north, and the rest is to consume each other with Zhukov.

The most important problem is that the German army solved the last hidden danger of the m-group army going south. At least General Manstein's strategic goal of seizing the Baku oil field, the German army has now completed more than half of it. Hundreds of thousands of Soviet troops in the Baku area were surrounded in a vast Soviet enclave and lost their connection with Moscow. As for how long these troops can last, we have to ask General Manstein's tanks and cannons.

"No need to say more, you and I know what losing the Baku oil field means to the Soviet Union, but you should also know that it is impossible for the German army to occupy Baku intact." Rokosovsky moved his somewhat stiff shoulders, cherishing the rest time he had finally waited for.

The reporters and officials of the German propaganda department almost raised countless questions to test Rokosovsky's self-esteem, including his view on Stalin's terror rule in the Soviet Union. Anyway, the screws on these propaganda machines were intended to squeeze out all the news from Rokosovsky before he was valued by the head of state.

As if the caliber was unified, all the reporters turned a blind eye to the civilians who buried their bodies outside this underground command center. They seemed to have no interest in the poor women and children who were anxiously waiting for the German water truck with buckets.

The Germans were no longer the enemy of the city. After simple disinfection, one tanker after another drove into the ruined city. Under the custody of Ukrainian soldiers carrying weapons, the locals finally drank a slightly better "drinking water" than the river.

"Don't rob! Line up!" A middle-aged man wearing a German flag armband was wearing a black nick coat and trying hard to maintain order on the scene. These people were originally managers chosen by the Germans to maintain public order in the occupied areas, and were originally "traitors" and "rebels" as mentioned by local residents. However, now time has proved their choice, and they have become one of the few "decent people" among the aboriginal people in this city.

In addition to the local poor people who are thrilling for their lives, there are more than 50,000 prisoners here, who are enjoying their working life in the concentration camp in advance. These people were held in custody by the German army and were cleaning up the rubble of the ruins. It is precisely because of the efforts of these people that some streets quickly restored to traffic.

Another reason for letting them clean up the ruins is that there are countless deadly mines buried in these ruins, most of which are temporary mines buried by infantry, and there is no way to identify marks on the map. Therefore, the German army cruelly used prisoners to restore the city and carried out dangerous "mine removal" work for them in disguise.

One corpse that had long been unrecognizable was carried out from the ruins by the civilians in silence. Many people starved to death within a few hours before the resistance stopped. There were many hidden places where Soviet soldiers committed suicide collectively, and when they opened the door from outside, a disgusting smell of deterioration surged out.

Local civilians with masks or handkerchiefs walked into these rooms filled with corpses without saying a word, and then dragged out the bodies that committed suicide with guns or other weapons inside. The walls were filled with red liquid splashing out, and after they dried up, everything here was closed in that eternal moment.

From time to time, there were sounds of crying, low and faint. At least in front of the German soldiers, few people burst into tears. After all, after working for a day, there was food as a reward, and no one would be unable to get along with the dead and his family's stomach.

On some slightly neat streets, naughty children were already laughing and running. Not far from where they played was a huge deep pit filled with half of the corpses. In a few months, these children began to become accustomed to the "things" of corpses. They were not afraid of blood or gunfire. They even looked at the passing German patrols curiously and looked at the winners who came from afar with bright eyes.

The older and more sensible children began to sit on the side of the road to shine shoes for the German army. These children were very experienced shoe polishers. After all, in the most difficult years, they relied on this craft to bring the German chocolate and potato flour home, which was more timely than the relief food provided by the Soviets.

A city that had already died began to rejuvenate just after the battle ended. Although life seemed so fragile and insignificant here, it was also proving to everyone its stubbornness and tenacity. People seemed to have crawled back from the gaps in hell, and although this place became broken, it was restored to the world in an instant.

"One bag! Yes! Just one bag of potato flour!" In the ruins, a German soldier with a gun was doing something with two old local residents. He reached out and gestured at the number. The Ukrainian soldiers around him followed him to do some confused translation work.

The two old civilians finally took out the jewelry in their pockets, which looked quite valuable. However, in this place that was tempered by artillery fire, everything valuable is nothing more than food and life. A valuable work of art is worth at most a few bags of moldy potato flour.

"These Germans seem not as terrible as they imagined. They exchanged their own things for valuable things, greeted the old people passing by politely, took care of the children's business, and gave candies and chocolates to those who shine their shoes." A Soviet officer in charge of counting prisoners with the German army sighed to his assistants. A few days ago, he ordered the fire to desperately open the fire and kill all the enemies in the gray-green military uniforms in front of him.

Of course, not everything is so prosperous, and not everything is friendly and harmonious. In some dark corners, gunfire can be heard from time to time. Complaints of German robbery and murder are common, and it is not news that the Soviets shot and attacked the German patrol team. Hundreds of people die inexplicably every day. After all, this place is still a ruined ruin, rather than a metropolis with bright lights and wine.

Just as Rokosovsky and Qusiral stood in front of the camera again to provide ammunition for German propaganda machines, just one block away, more than a dozen Soviet soldiers who refused to put down their weapons were eventually surrounded in a building.

The Germans did not politely invite them out to commend their courage and will to resist to the end. Instead, they found an engineer with a flamethrower on his back and sprayed hundreds of hot flames from high temperatures into the building. The huge pressure caused the flames to instantly spray out from all the windows around the building, accompanied by the heart-wrenching screams inside.

Amid the cruel laughter of the German soldiers, everything returned to peace. However, when the people who cleaned up the bodies arrived, everyone found that there were four corpses of various kinds inside. It was obvious that there were many civilians inside. Because one of the corpses was still holding a child in their arms, they were concentrated in a group of Soviet soldiers who rushed in. The Soviet soldiers obviously wanted to resist... As a result, no one expected that it was not the German army that rushed in, but the flames.
Chapter completed!