Chapter 122: The Fall of Moscow (Part II)

Despite the psychological preparations, Moscow's resistance was fierce and fierce, and the fighting was far more bloody than anyone could have imagined. //

Men, women, old people, children ̈ Almost every Muscovites became a fighter in the city. In front of the tanks of the Chinese, in front of the flamethrowers of the Chinese, in front of the machine guns of the Chinese, these people are completely enchanted. Armed with explosives and grenades, they rushed forward without hesitation, and then crushed to pieces under the blow of multiple fire.

This was the most brutal street battle since the establishment of the Chinese National Defense Forces.

The street fighting in Moscow, which began on March 12, showed no signs of stopping on March 17, but became more and more intense.

Corpses piled up in Moscow, and the blood that flowed out of it pooled into several small rivers.

I believe that even if this day is decades or hundreds of years away, no Russian will forget it.

Similarly, the casualties of the squadron and the White Guards increased dramatically. God knows where the cold guns are fired, and they are always there to kill and injure every target they can see.

The White Guards, who followed the squadron into Moscow, now became a burden. Damn Muscovites, they're going to change into White Guard uniforms, walk up to you with a grin, and suddenly pull a grenade tied to your body, and then an earth-shattering explosion will go off.

It's all Russian, can you tell which is which?

"Don't allow the White Guards to go any further, let them be in charge of guarding the outside line." Faced with the shocking casualty figures, Wu Peifu finally issued such an order.

The advance was extremely hard, and almost every time we pushed forward, there were all kinds of battles

The seizure of one street fighting position after another has paid countless sacrifices for it

Two bombed-out tanks lay on the street, and several charioteers leaned listlessly against the tanks, which were no longer able to advance. Someone was smoking a cigarette with his head down, someone was examining the corpse on the ground.

Some infantrymen walked past them, and a sergeant major greeted them: "How is it?" ”

"Encountered a mine planted by the Russians, was hit by another bomb, and three died." One of the captains sighed.

"Don't worry, we'll get your revenge." The sergeant major was also a little sad and comforted.

"Be careful yourselves, there are those Bolsheviks everywhere."

"Don't worry, we'll be fine."

The sergeant major confidently led the brothers forward. Twenty minutes later, the charioteers saw several bodies being carried down from the front. The commander stepped forward to take a look and saw that the sergeant major was dead

"I'll tell you to be careful, let you be careful, those damn Russians." The commander muttered sadly.

War, cursed and sad war. Victory is already in sight, but if you want to completely grasp this victory, you still have to pay such a huge and heavy price.

On the 18th, a breakthrough was finally made. The commander of the 18th Army of the Russian Red Army, Miaodezhov, and all members of the command of the 18th Army were surrounded. After persuasion to surrender failed, the lieutenant ** officer transferred tanks and mortars.

The entire command of the 18th Army was completely reimbursed by the explosion of "boom-boom-", and Miao Jiezhov was killed on the spot.

Zhukov got the news only a few hours later. The commander-in-chief, who was in charge of the entire defense of Moscow, shed tears of sadness.

In his memory, Miaotezhov was a brave and warlike commander and one of his most trusted subordinates in the defense of Moscow.

Now this brave comrade has died.

With the death of Miaodezhov, the squadron gradually became smooth. Six days of brutal fighting also exhausted the frantically resisting Muscovites, after all, the fear of death also threatened the Muscovites. …,

In the evening of the same day, the squadron made another major breakthrough. A well-defended position of the Russians was broken through under the strong attack of the Chinese, and while cleaning the battlefield, the Chinese found the body of Rokossovsky, the commander of the Western Front of the Soviet Russian Red Army!

This is exciting news!

It was not just as simple as killing a Russian commander, but with the successive deaths of Miaotezhov and Rokossovsky, it showed that the general command of the Russians was getting closer and closer to the Chinese

Indeed, the judgment of the Chinese was not wrong, they were already very, very close to the secret command where Zhukov was.

Zhukov, like Stalin, refused his subordinates' request to retreat, instead stubbornly choosing to stay and continue the fight.

He was ready to sacrifice. Since Comrade Stalin guarded? p>

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To do this, he did not hesitate to give his life and everything he had

On the 19th, with the arrival of dawn, stimulated by the good news that two high-ranking Russian officers, Miaodezhov and Rokossovsky, had been killed one after another, the Chinese began the largest offensive since entering the city.

Street fighting fortifications were destroyed one by one, and a large number of Muscovites were killed or taken prisoner. The gunfire of resistance began to weaken a little.

At 8 a.m. that day, a telegram reached the Chinese soldiers. It was sent by Wang Hengyue, president of the Republic of China. In the telegram, the president told every Chinese soldier who was fighting bloodily:

"Victory is in your hands, for the honor and future of the country, I beg you, my infantrymen, my artillerymen, my air force, my charioteers, all the officers and soldiers who are fighting on the front line, forward! Let Moscow tremble at your feet, let the enemy cry before you, go ahead! ”

Go ahead! Let the Touches tremble under your feet and move forward!

The president's telegram clearly stimulated the confidence of these Chinese soldiers, who shouted "Long live" and launched a wave of high-pitched attacks on all enemy positions.

New reinforcements have arrived.

A large number of tanks entered Moscow, and a large number of soldiers who were newly transferred to Russia entered Moscow.

A soldier entering Moscow for the first time curiously asked a veteran who had been fighting here for several days: "What is here?" ”

The veteran gave him a cold look: "Death! ”

Yes, death, there is only death here, and this place is about to become a city of death.

Groups of captives were escorted down, and the recruits looked at them, and their curiosity flared up again: "Big brother, don't these people look like soldiers?" You see, they are old, they are small, and there are women? ”

"Brother." The veteran sighed, "That's what we thought when we first entered the city.

Here the Russians are not the main enemy, mercy is the most terrible enemy. ”

The recruits seemed a little unconvinced. But just as he was about to ask a question, an astonishing scene appeared.

A Russian girl in her twenties burst out of the captives in an attempt to seize a Chinese guard's weapon, but she was quickly subdued.

She was escorted to a corner and prepared to be shot. The big Russian girl, however, was not afraid, and shouted a slogan at the moment when the gun rang out:

"Long live the Red Soviets! Long live Stalin! Long live the Bolshevik Victory! ”

"It's all enemies, all enemies." The veteran checked his weapon, stood up and patted the recruit on the shoulder: "There are only two kinds of people here, their own and the enemy. Brother, shoot if you see someone different from you, and don't have any sympathy, so that you may live until the end of the war. ”…,

The veterans returned to the battlefield and were left with only a stunned new recruit.

There is no sympathy and mercy in Moscow, and there is no need for any here, and if you still want to live until the end of the war, then the only way is to scoop up your weapons and fight!

Throughout the day of the 19th, the resistance in the city of Moscow weakened significantly. But the Chinese soldiers were not paralyzed by this. When they encounter any suspicious target, they will always call for chariot support first, and only after a burst of artillery fire will they cautiously approach the target that has already been destroyed!

It's the best way to make sure you survive on the battlefield.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, when a group of Chinese soldiers cautiously approached a row of houses centered on the Moscow Post and Telecommunications Building, they suddenly encountered the fiercest resistance from the opposite side.

The enemy on the opposite side had light and heavy machine guns, and several mortars were quite powerful, and the group of Chinese soldiers was immediately suppressed.

Judging by the experience of these days, the commander of the Chinese soldiers quickly made a judgment that this was one of the enemy's commands. Often, when the enemy's command was reached, the resistance encountered was always the fiercest, and the persuasion to surrender was ineffective.

The commander of the Chinese soldiers did not rush to attack, but quickly reported the situation to his superiors.

Soon, reinforcements arrived, they brought a tank. After some brief preparations, the infantry launched a tentative attack with tanks as the front drive.

The tanks were quickly destroyed, and the first assault was defeated.

"Big guy, it must be a big guy." A Chinese major in charge of the command here muttered, and then he scooped up the walkie-talkie, wanted to get through to his superior, and after giving a brief report on the situation here, shouted into the walkie-talkie:

"Yes, this must be an important command of the enemy, and the resistance we encountered was quite stubborn! Tank! I need tanks and heavy weapons for support! Yes, the more the merrier! ”

The enemies on the other side had no intention of escaping, and of course, they had nowhere to escape

The tanks that the major needed arrived, and this time three came. These steel guys are trustworthy. After a simple adjustment, three tanks were quickly put into battle.

One of the Russians' machine-gun positions was destroyed, but more machine-guns rang out, much to the Major's surprise, who had never seen the Russians have so many machine guns on one position since entering Moscow.

After all these efforts, three tanks, at the cost of two destroyed and one wounded, managed to break through the entire position of the enemy.

Now, the fighting has moved to the Post and Telecommunications Building and the houses.

The Russians did not give up, and when they rushed into the hall of the post and telecommunications building, a volley of bullets flew out, knocking down three Chinese soldiers on the spot.

"Damn the Russians!" The major uttered such a curse, and then he turned his head and ordered his soldiers: "Kill all men!" ”

"Comrade General Secretary, Georgi. Konstantinovich. The post and telecommunications building where Comrade Zhukov's headquarters is located has already been broken through by the Chinese. ”

Shaposhnikov's words made the pensive Stalin stand up suddenly: "How is Zhukov? ”

Shaposhnikov held a telegram in his hand: "Comrade Zhukov was in the post and telecommunications building, he refused the request of his subordinates to let him break through and decided to give everything he had for the revolutionary cause. ”

"What a comrade." Stalin slowly sat down, his face full of sadness could not be concealed: "Call back Comrade Zhukov, I thank him on behalf of the Supreme Revolutionary Council of the Soviets. His name will be forever etched in the history of the Soviets! ”…,

Feelings of sorrow rose in Stalin's heart.

Zhukov has no place to retreat anymore, and soon the Chinese will appear in front of him. What about yourself? When will the Chinese appear here? When that moment really comes, do you choose to commit suicide? Or rebuke those aggressors with the harshest of words?

Stalin didn't know, he didn't know what choice he would make when the moment really came.

"Major, we have already attacked the second floor, and the resistance on the third floor is simply insane!"

"They've got big shots on it!"

The major shouted hoarsely: "Catch it alive, let the brothers try to catch it alive!" ”

"Understood, Major, catch it alive!"

Upstairs and downstairs are shooting at each other, the third floor is desperately trying to stop the second floor from rushing up, and the second floor is trying their best to rush up to the third floor to see what kind of big man is hiding there.

The submachine guns and rifles in the hands of both sides shot at each other, viciously trying to take each other's lives immediately.

A grenade was thrown down from the third floor, and when it was "Zizi" burning, a Chinese soldier quickly picked it up and threw it back towards the third floor.

"Boom-" sound, followed by a few miserable shouts from the three mouths.

The voice disappeared as soon as possible, and the Chinese soldiers did not rush forward, but cautiously observed and made sure that there was no danger on the third floor for the time being, and then slowly covered each other and went up to the third floor.

More than a dozen Russian corpses lay there in a row, seemingly without resistance, which made the Chinese soldiers who had fought until now breathe a long sigh of relief.

Room by room, room by room, the major who led the Chinese soldiers arrived.

When the door to the last room was opened, the major was surprised to find a Russian general sitting in a chair under the protection of several soldiers.

Seeing the Chinese appear, several soldiers next to the Russian general raised their guns, and the general stopped them, knowing very well that there was no point in continuing to resist until now in the battle.

He looked at the Chinese major calmly, and then said in Russian, which the Chinese did not understand;

"I am the commander of the defense of Moscow, Georgy. Konstantinovich. Zhukov! Congratulations, boys, it looks like you've won! ”

Georgi. Konstantinovich. Zhukov was born on December 1, 1896 in a poor family in the village of Tlerkovka, Kaluga province. His father, Konandrevich, was a shoemaker, and his mother was U. Arteevna, working on the farm. He has an older sister. The family of four has only one house, and life is very difficult.

In August 1915, Zhukov was drafted into the cavalry unit and took part in the First World War.

He fought with the Germans at the front for nearly two years, was promoted to corporal, and received two Georgian Crosses, one for the capture of a German officer and one for seriously wounded.

After the outbreak of the October Revolution, he joined the Red Army and joined the 1st Regiment of the 4th Moscow Cavalry Division. On March 1, 1919, he was absorbed into the Soviet Bolshevik Party.

He fought against the Cossack White Army in the Ural Valley, fought against the White Army of Denikin and Kolchak, and took part in the battle to destroy Antonov. He was wounded in the left foot and left flank during the Battle of Tsaritsyn. He was badly injured in the battle at Japnaya Station. By the end of the Civil War, he had risen to the rank of commander of a cavalry company.

In April 1923, at the age of 26, Zhukov was promoted to commander of the 39th Cavalry Regiment. In July 1924, he was admitted to the Leningrad Higher Cavalry School with honors, where he was given the opportunity to further his studies. He threw himself into his studies with "fanatical tenacity". Whether it is working on the map indoors or conducting tactical drills in the field, he is always conscientious and assiduously studied. He also used his holidays to survey the terrain near Leningrad. At the end of the course, he returned to the army on horseback without a train, and spent 7 days and nights, covering 963 kilometers, surveying the terrain from Leningrad to Minsk.

From 1924 to 1930, Zhukov entered the prestigious advanced training course of the Frunze Military Academy in Moscow. Zhukov was promoted to commander of the 2nd Cavalry Brigade in February 1931, deputy director of the Cavalry Directorate Department in February 1932, commander of the 4th Cavalry Division in March 1933, commander of the 3rd and 6th Cavalry Corps from the autumn of 1937 to the spring of 1938, and deputy commander of the Belarusian Special Military District in 1938.

In March 1941, after the squadron's large-scale attack on Moscow, he was appointed Supreme Commander of the Red Army for the Defense of Moscow.

At 1 a.m. on March 20, 1941, Zhukov became a prisoner of the Chinese.

The battle for Moscow has basically been declared over here!