When the Soviet soldiers, who had narrowly escaped, finally got up from the ground and looked at the place behind them that had become a sea of fire, they were already speechless in shock.

How can human courage be able to face such a terrible weapon? The sight in front of them raised a question in everyone's minds.

The soldiers of the Soviet army were already in despair, they watched their companions burned to ashes, and when they came, the road was completely invisible.

They could not turn back, but they could only continue to walk forward, but their faces were blackened by the fire, as if black ghosts were wandering.

There is no smell of barbecue in the air at all, because the air here has been thinned by the grilling.

The heat wave was so monstrous that every soldier did not dare to gasp easily, and it was impossible for the burnt smell to spread so quickly.

"Get out of here...... The Germans are devils! A soldier whispered to his companion while holding his weapon.

It took little confirmation to determine that the soldiers who had been enveloped in the flames, as well as the officers, were dead.

No one would survive such a situation, most would have died of suffocation, and the rest would have been burned in place.

"The troops of one army have almost been wiped out...... "The commander of a Soviet corps who was responsible for restraining the troops in front of him muttered as he looked at the burning place in the distance.

Before leaving, he clearly remembered his army commander and division commander, and clearly knew that there were only tens of thousands of people here.

Well, now, apart from those on the other side of the flames, there may be only one understaffed infantry division left at most.

The atmosphere was very gloomy, and they did not escape the joy of ascension at all, and past some stunned friendly troops guarding the roadside, these Soviet soldiers walked step by step towards the city of Moscow.

Nearby were all troops squeezed in through the blockade line, and everyone was a little lost. Now they can be said to be surrounded, and no one knows what their fate will be in the future.

"Take this! Child! An old man handed a dust-faced Soviet soldier a piece of black bread, the size of a finger.

The already hungry soldier did not dislike the dust on the bread, and after saying thank you, he swallowed it in his stomach.

Farther away, there was a storage warehouse that had previously been used to store supplies, but the inside of the warehouse was now empty.

The food and materials on the periphery will always be consumed in the first time due to the chaotic supervision. The closer you are to the middle area, the stricter the management.

Soviet tanks and armored vehicles were parked on the side of the road, and some of them had been dismantled. The rest are basically paralyzed wreckage, and they are simply unusable.

Repairing tanks requires skilled workers, and skilled workers need tools and spare parts for repairs. Now Moscow is lacking in these things, so some things can only be dismantled to repair others.

Anti-aircraft guns and T-34 tanks are the key maintenance equipment, and the rest will be further behind. The soldiers, who had just entered the encirclement of Moscow, walked along the road until they came to the vicinity of the warehouse.

"It's a pity! We can't give you food, we can't even supply you with water. The officers who greeted the soldiers who rushed into the encirclement of Moscow had the word sorry written all over their faces.

"The waterworks have been blown up by the Germans, and now we don't have much water." He smiled wryly and pointed to the water storage equipment in the distance, and explained.

Then he pointed farther away, still with a slightly embarrassed smile on his face, and introduced, "At least you can rest, rest for 1 day!" ”

As for whether they will be assigned to the front line immediately after a day, it is difficult to say.

Anyway, there is a shortage of manpower on every front now, and no one dislikes that they have too many reserves. Everyone is asking for people, so very few recruits are able to rest for two days without going to war.

Against this backdrop, Soviet recruits quickly understood why veterans called them "consumables."

They are indeed consumables, "items" that are consumed in large quantities every day.

"The Germans threw incendiary bombs...... Yes, an incendiary bomb that will not be extinguished. "When he saw the officer who greeted him, the first thing he said was the terrible weapon they had ever seen.

His words did not arouse the interest of the other party, because the other party seemed to know about the existence of this weapon: "We know about this, you can go and rest." ”

Every day he had to deal with countless things, and he was in no mood to ask what strange weapons the Germans had developed.

Closing his mouth, the Soviet officer shook his head helplessly and walked to the back of the warehouse with the already desperate soldiers.

There was a camouflaged tent over there, and it looked like it was about the same as the ruins. It's just that it's really a tent area, and there are quite a few recruits resting in it.

In the end, more than 20,000 people were crammed into the Moscow encirclement, from three different Guards units. These units do not have much combat effectiveness at all, and now they are not even numbered.

Soon, these Soviet reinforcements, which should not have been given the number of Guards units, will be split up and added to the real combat units.

"You, and you, rest in this area! Don't get scattered! Roll call first! Named! Don't mess around! "The loud orders of the Soviet officers who maintain order in the camp make it more orderly.

The Soviet soldier who was arranged seemed to get used to the arrangement, followed the command to the place where he was assigned, and then lay down and fell asleep.

They struggled for a day, passed through the blockade area, and watched countless comrades being burned alive by the flames, already numb.

Now they just want to get a good night's sleep, and the rest of the things they have already lost to the clouds.

"There's a singing ...... over there" A soldier who had arrived here a day earlier ran over and pointed to the female soldier who was singing in the distance, hoping that his comrades around him would be willing to get up and accompany him over to see the excitement.

It's a pity that he was answered by the muffled snoring of his comrades, which dwarfed the singing over there.

"It's like a bunch of walking corpses." The Soviet soldier who returned to his unit described to his comrades the new arrivals he had just seen: "Hey, hell knows what they went through. ”

"What went through?" Pointing to the endless black smoke in the distance, a soldier snorted, "Look over there, have you ever seen such a big fire?" ”