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A Soviet T-26 tank ran over the fence at a slow pace, and behind it, followed a line of cautious Soviet infantry. [For more exciting novels, please visit] On the side of the road, there are two Polish refugees who were hit by bullets and just lost their lives.

These advancing Soviet troops were attacked by Polish partisans everywhere, and it seemed that Poland was taking all the grievances of being defeated by Germany on their heads. Of course, the further they went, the more uncomfortable the atmosphere became. On the map, they were close to the German Line of Actual Control.

If there is such a thing as aura, the Soviet front-line troops did feel a strange atmosphere. The closer they got to the area actually controlled by the German army, the more powerful and depressing they could feel. It was like an ancient giant dragon, entrenched there, waiting for the idiots who came to provoke him.

"Comrade Commissar, the German battle flag was found in the town ahead." A scout returned to the temporary station and saluted his superior: "I saw a machine gun position on the pier on the other side of the river, and several patrolling officers. German soldiers."

"Let the battalion commander send out the signal troopers, contact the division headquarters, and say that we have reached the temporary border area." The political commissar thought for a while and then ordered: "Set up defenses around here and wait for the order above."

"Yes!" said the scout standing at attention.

In the opposite town, the German troops also discovered the Soviet troops on the other side of the river at this moment, and the 75mm anti-tank guns hidden on the two wings of the town were also ready for battle. The German troops on the Soviet-German border did not have a numerical advantage. There were only about 600,000 German soldiers on the entire long border defense line.

The tank troops are even less pitiful. According to the arrangement of the Wehrmacht Headquarters, Germany only retains two combat forces on the entire eastern front, one is General Guderian's 1st Panzer Corps, and the other is a northerly direction as a strategy 2nd Panzer Corps of the Reserve.

As a strategic defense force, these two units are deployed in the second-line area, ready to rush to the defense area in question at any time. Although the combat capability of the Soviet Union to attack Poland made the Germans despise it, after all, on the long border, the Soviet troops maintained an absolute advantage of 950,000 people.

Putting down the binoculars, a German officer glanced at his adjutant in the hidden observation post. He was the commander of the nearby infantry regiment in charge of defense: "Give me two Friedrich rocket launchers, and I'll shoot in one salvo. Can take the opposite position."

The adjutant put his eyes on the scissor periscope on the side, looked carefully, and scolded: "My God, the tank is parked on the side of the road, and the fire is cooking in the room, won't you be choked to death by smoke? My God, I can directly see the location of the guard post. Are these troops here to be funny?"

"A salvo of four 75mm howitzers of the regiment's artillery,

Enough for these idiots to drink a pot. The regimental commander smiled, then walked to the map and marked some important points on it: "After fighting with the Poles for so many days, they still haven't learned how to fight. "

Indeed, compared with the German army, the Soviet troops stationed on the opposite side have obviously not learned their lessons from the nearly two months of war. They seemed to rejoice at the end of the Polish War, singing and dancing in the village across the river, sharing the "messy" food they had found from nowhere.

Not to mention the high-tech new weapons such as the Friedrich rocket launcher. As long as a charge of one company is organized, the Germans have the confidence to defeat the Soviet troops in front of them. However, no one knows that while the Germans look down on the Soviets, the Soviets It is also evaluating the combat strength of the German army.

Khrushchev, Yezhov and Voroshilov were smugly inspecting the Polish occupation area. Such a large area of ​​territory fell into the pockets of the Soviet army, giving the three men an unprecedented level of prestige within the Soviet Union. Although this victory, the three of them knew exactly what was going on.

"Comrade Khrushchev, the hundreds of thousands of prisoners of war provided to Germany this time are really not easy to collect. I counted the group of people who were going to be sent to the Siberian concentration camps, but I couldn't make up the number they wanted. "Yezhov just waved at the army phalanx that received the three of them, then turned his head and complained to Khrushchev beside him.

Voroshilov also nodded in agreement and said: "There is really no way to do it. The Polish troops retreated too fast, and we did not catch any decent prisoners. Because of combat losses and other reasons, the troops generally have hatred with Polish soldiers. The assassination of prisoners has been repeated over and over again. Our prisoners along the way were pitifully small.”

"It's not an option to go on like this." Khrushchev glanced at Yezhov next to him and said, "Comrade Yezhov, you agreed to this matter at the time, but now that there are so many loopholes, I really don't have anything on my side. Method."

"I do have a way, but it seems a little difficult to implement it." Ye Ruofu narrowed his eyes and said, "But this way is not a good way. Once the problem arises, no one can escape."

"What way?" Voroshilov raised his eyebrows, he always felt that the two people from Stalin's side had a cold aura towards his own people, which made him very uncomfortable: "If It is inconvenient to let me know and I can leave."

After he said, he stood up and was about to go out, but how could the two of them let him leave and stay out of it? It's a good thing to think about. If you can stay out of it, who wouldn't want to ask three questions about this kind of thing?

Yezhov grabbed his sleeve and laughed loudly: "This matter really requires your help, Comrade Marshal Voroshilov! You can't leave."

Khrushchev sighed, it seems that this matter really needs the cooperation of the army, and Yezhov will not be so urgent to leave Voroshilov, but since he came to the front, he has already The ability of the entire military is completely disappointed, and he thinks that he should be cautious about anything that has to do with the military.

"It's the same sentence." Seeing that Khrushchev was silent, Yezhov was also unequivocal, and said directly: "This time is the same as the last time. It's a matter of fact, and when the problem is solved, even if we have completed the task, we can leave for Moscow immediately."

"Tell me, since you won't let me go, let me be the one." Voroshilov sat down and said a little depressed.

"Tell me, Comrade Yezhov, let's see what tricks you have this time." Khrushchev glanced at Yezhov, who was quite proud, and said, "If this matter can really be done well, it will count as me. One."

"It's very simple. Isn't our difficulty now that we can't make so many prisoners?" Yezhov said with a smile: "There is a very easy solution to this. That is - to go to war with the Germans!"

"Are you crazy?" Khrushchev's eyes widened and he said angrily, "How dare you talk about this kind of thing? How will we explain it to Comrade Stalin?"

"Of course a full-scale conflict can't be explained to Comrade Stalin." Yezhov obviously disapproved of Khrushchev's anger: "But a small conflict in a local area does not need to be reported to Comrade Stalin, who is busy with his work, right? "

"But in the current state of our army, if we start a war with the Germans, we obviously cannot win." Voroshilov frowned and thought for a while before he said, "In case we lose..."

Having said this, he suddenly paused, and then stared at Ye Ruov, who was on the side: "You mean?..."

"Look! I said that Comrade Marshal Voroshilov is a smart man!" Yezhov nodded and said: "If we win by luck, then naturally we don't need to give prisoners to the German army, and the results can be reported. For Moscow, you and I will both be successful; if we lose, the incompetent front-line commanders and soldiers should be transported to Siberia to serve their sentences, and these people can naturally be sent to the Germans."

Khrushchev tapped on the table with his fingers. He did not agree with this idea very much. After all, he just wanted to take some merits to become Stalin's effective subordinate and to become the leader of the world's largest country in the future. This kind of drama of designing his own people is not what he is happy to see.

But I have to say that in the current situation, this idea can indeed be said to be the best way. It can not only bet on the outcome, but also can perfectly solve the current crisis - just use a lot of your own people to make an operation, Some are unbearable.

"After all, this matter is not a glorious thing, is there no other way?" Khrushchev finally opened his mouth after thinking about it. He asked tentatively, showing a little bit of concern for the overall situation.

Yezhov smiled and leaned back in his chair: "Of course, if Comrade Khrushchev has a better way, just pretend I didn't say anything, after all, this kind of thing is not a last resort, so it's better not to try it. ."

After scolding the old fox secretly, Khrushchev laughed a few times, then thought about it and said, "Let's start from the troops in Belarus and Ukraine? At least we can't use the elite Russian troops."

Voroshilov has always been a submissive attitude, and he also knows that Yezhov and Khrushchev do not need his advice. military advice.

And this time happened to be the time for him to make a decision: "Two comrades, if possible, we can mobilize the Ukrainian troops and Belarusian troops in the south to choose an area to attack and test the Germans' reaction."

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