One Thousand One Hundred and Ninety-Seven Afterglow of the Empire

? If you compare the basement where Stalin is located with other places, it is possible that any headquarters of the German Army Group is much more decent than Stalin's basement. The dim and illuminated lights here are always shaking and trembling with the shelling and vibrations in the distance. The feeling of flickering makes everyone inside nervous and desperate.

Escorted by his confidant Zaitsev, Stalin walked in the long tunnel. The sound of his footsteps echoing in the empty corridor was heard far, far away. As an infrastructure project that shoulders the heavy responsibility of air defense, the Moscow Metro has formed a considerable scale at this moment. Now this existence like an underground palace not only provides storage and air defense, but also shoulders the mobilization of troops and A series of functions such as placing the wounded.

You must know that this subway can definitely be regarded as a miracle of human civilization in the future. Not only is it spacious and bright, but also luxuriously decorated, and the subway project buried deep in Moscow’s underground has shouldered the heavy responsibility of preventing nuclear weapons at the same time. And this huge nuclear fortification complex has finally been repaired to a length of more than 300 kilometers, which can provide corresponding air defense protection for 4 million people...

Many places have even been dug to a depth of more than 50 meters underground. When construction began in 1935, this can definitely be regarded as another new miracle of human civilization. It has to be admitted that in a country with obvious centralization, the construction of such a large-scale and highly purposeful project definitely has inherent advantages.

Stalin was wearing a neat military uniform today. Although he didn't wear an armed belt, it could still be seen that he had gone through some careful packing. The leader of the Soviet Union once spoke his mind in this land, and anyone who stands against him has been sent to God. He walked forward step by step slowly, passing by one after another strangely shaped lights, and from time to time guards stood at attention and saluted, watching them pass by.

"Comrade Zaitsev... are you sure that my voice can be heard throughout the country and even the world in the current radio station?" Stalin asked Zaitsev who was following him as he walked forward. The fighting outside is still going on. Just a few minutes ago, Zhukov reported the news of the fierce fighting in the foreign ministry building by phone. Stalin just asked Zhukov to guard every place, and then hanged himself. phone.

"Comrade Stalin, I don't know how many radios can receive speeches from this radio station, but this is the safest radio station we can find so far." Zaitsev followed Stalin forward and heard Stalin's question After that, he hastily replied.

The German shelling hit the ground in the distance, forming a strange and dull sound in the tunnel. Because the power supply was not very stable, the lights here trembled slightly, and it seemed that they would go out at any time. Stalin didn't ask any more questions, but continued to walk forward, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, he continued, not knowing whether he was asking Zaitsev or just himself: "Can Zhukov's troops hold the building of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs... Can he hold it there? "

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In the building of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs,

The Soviet soldiers were using the light machine guns in their hands, standing next to a hole that was blown out by shells, and firing wildly at the German soldiers who were attacking not far away. He emptied the disc-shaped drum on the machine gun, and then, with the help of the deputy shooter, replaced the empty disc.

"Ammunition! We are running out of ammunition here! Go to the battalion headquarters and get some more! Otherwise the Germans will charge up!" The deputy shooter placed the last disc on the light machine gun, facing the rear behind the window The shooting riflemen shouted.

The Jieggarev light machine gun can be said to be one of the best light machine guns equipped by the Soviet infantry. Compared with the German mg-42 machine gun, it has many distinctive features. For example, this light machine gun uses a huge unique feeding disc to feed ammunition, which makes this machine gun very recognizable in appearance.

Because it uses 47 ammunition for the magazine, this machine gun has better firepower than the ZB-26 machine gun produced in the Czech Republic. However, this machine gun is not as good as the lighter ZB-26 in other performances, so it is only in the hands of the Soviet Red Army, and it plays a role in making up for the gap in firepower.

"The last time I went to get the ammunition, it said there was no more ammunition!" An infantryman pulled the bolt of his gun, loaded a new bullet, and shouted loudly at the sub-shooter of the light machine gun here. . While he was shouting, a bullet flew in from the window on his left, hitting a Soviet soldier next to him.

The person who was hit fell on his back, knocking the Soviet soldier who was answering back. He turned his head to see who bumped into him on purpose at this time, but only saw a profile face covered in blood at his feet.

Before he could react, in the corridor behind him, a Soviet soldier who hadn’t even seen his helmet rushed into the room with a rifle in his hand, and hurriedly shouted to about ten friendly soldiers in the room: “German tanks! It rushed over from the side, and we may be surrounded in a while."

His words caused a commotion. After all, everyone knows what it means to be surrounded by the enemy in urban street fighting. They will run out of ammunition and food, and then they will be smashed into a sieve by the German soldiers who rushed in with submachine guns. Many people here have seen similar scenes. After all, at this point in the battle, there are no so-called recruits anymore.

"Keep shooting! What are you doing?" A Soviet officer pointed his rifle and fired a bullet in the direction of the Germans. Then, while pulling the bolt, he shouted loudly to the men in the room who were stunned: "You still Want to retreat? Where are you going? It’s only a 2-minute drive from the Kremlin!”

Yep, it's only two minutes away by car...and that probably includes moving the car. They have no capital to retreat, and there is no possibility of retreat. They will all die here today, becoming one of the countless people who died in this city.

So one soldier after another picked up the weapons in their hands again, facing the German soldiers who had already swarmed up, and pulled the trigger in their hands. The gunshots were as dense as raindrops, covering every cubic meter of air in the city, with scorching heat, penetrating soft skin and cutting hard bones.

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"Ahem... um... can I start?" Stalin faced the simple microphone in front of him, and asked the staff around him. His question made the other party nervous for a while, and they trembled I finally expressed my core meaning clearly: "You...you...can...you can start!"

"Every Soviet person who can hear my voice, I am Joseph Vissarionovich Stalin. I am giving a speech to you in Moscow!" After confirming Stalin, he read aloud to the microphone. I have written speeches for many days.

"All those who still have the backbone of the Russians should stand up at this time, take up the weapons in your hands, and shoot at the invaders! We are a fighting nation! We have our own honor and persistence! We should fight for ourselves Fight bravely for our motherland instead of surrendering at the enemy's feet! The Soviet people are great and never surrender! Everyone should put down their prejudices and unite to fight for the Soviet Union to the last moment!"

"I know that at this time, people are afraid! If no one can stand up first, the whole nation will be dead until it is slaughtered. So I plan to be such a person who stands up first, I Right here in Moscow! Not going anywhere! I will fight here! Fight until the whole great Russian nation revolts!"

"That humble Mr. Yuan in Germany, do you think you have won? No! You are still a long, long way from victory! This distance is far enough that you can't even finish it... in In cold Siberia, at least 1 million Soviet people are preparing to fight back, and in the Far East, 2 million or more troops will join the holy war for freedom!"

"Do you think those seemingly obedient rebels will continue to be silent? You are wrong! The soul of the Russian nation will finally be awakened, and they will finally stand up and continue to fight against Germany! In the end, the Soviet Union will burn like an immortal phoenix Reborn, and I will be remembered by everyone when I am reborn from the ashes!"

"At that time, remembering my million troops, Berlin will be trampled into ruins, and your statue will be pushed to the ground! The great Soviet people will shit on your statue, and even your grave will be pried open, Your dead body will repent for the crimes you committed today!"

"Don't make me wait any longer! Brave Soviet people! Rise now to prove your courage, prove that we are invincible, prove that we are not afraid of any strong enemy, prove that we dare to shed blood and die! Rise up, I will Stand with you! Rise up, the Soviet Union is with you!"

Stalin shouted hysterically into the microphone, waving his arms wildly while shouting. He wants to use his speech to inspire those people who have given up, and he wants to use his spirit to infect those cowards who have betrayed. He was giving a speech with his life, entrusting the last trace of nostalgia for this world in his heart, and every word and every word represented this person's entrustment to the country he had dedicated his life to, like weeping.