Chapter 2992 Military Parade in Progress (Part 2)

The Japanese in the audience were still making criticisms, while the army on the parade ground had already marched forward to the sound of exciting music.

Zhukov riding a white horse and the infantry column marching forward, this red army that had just destroyed the Nazis, fully demonstrated its powerful combat power that no one could underestimate with a posture of marching in unison.

When the commentary with the name of the leader army sounded on the viewing platform, the foreign representatives and military attachés who had received the parade schedule in advance knew that the real highlight that they had to watch carefully with their eyes wide open had just begun.

"The infantry representative column of the 1st Combined Mechanized Army of the "Stalin" Guards, commanded by Major General Kurbalov, is coming towards us now."

"The history of the Leader's Army can be traced back to 1941. This legendary and illustrious unit has been fighting on the front line since the beginning of the Great Patriotic War, and has dealt heavy blows to and annihilated many elite Nazi units."

"From Leningrad, Moscow, Kharkov, Stalingrad, Kursk, Cherkassy, ​​Warsaw, East Prussia, all the way to Berlin, the Leader's Army is active on every most difficult and arduous front. Wherever they appear, the Nazi troops there are about to face a disastrous defeat."

"The powerful combat effectiveness of this legendary unit is the best representative of the Red Army's invincibility, and it is also the hero who finally planted the red flag on the top of the Nazi Reichstag."

Accompanied by the commentary in the audience, there is also the passionate military music on Red Square.

The flag guard team composed of combat engineers raised the victory flag and held the flagpole firmly. Kurbalov, holding a saber and saluting towards the rostrum, led the infantry representative team, which was the first to appear as the vanguard of the Leader Division's review troops. It was also the first review unit under Zhukov's First Belarusian Front.

Behind Kurbalov, in the first row of the infantry representative team, were the commanders and political workers of the main force of the First Division of the Leader Army, who came in full dress to salute.

Further back, there were veteran soldiers who were all holding AK-44 assault rifles with bayonets, pointing their bayonets upward, and marching through the field in a forward-step manner.

After the publicity and reports of the Battle of Berlin, the name of the Leader Army has almost reached the level of being known to everyone, at least among the representatives and military attachés stationed abroad on the viewing platform.

To be honest, after learning about the history of the Leader Army's troops,

Those foreign representatives and military attachés who had not paid much attention to this unit before almost all felt that the past experience of this unit was really outrageous.

From Leningrad to Moscow, they survived the most difficult years in 1941, defended the Soviet capital and defeated the Nazi encirclement and suppression.

From Moscow to Kharkov and then to Stalingrad, this unit survived the even more difficult years of the Red Army's failed counterattack and the Nazi counterattack from 1942 to 1943. In the city named after the leader, the starving and mentally collapsed Germans saw what "Slavic shock" was.

From Kursk to Cherkassy, ​​this powerful unit fought hard in ten Stalin assaults, breaking through the front and retreating behind. Wherever the battle was the most intense, there must be their figures. The roaring and roaring of Stalin's heavy tanks in groups was the most terrible nightmare for the Germans who witnessed them on the battlefield.

From Warsaw to East Prussia, it was this army that had become a legendary glory that shattered the Nazi corps that once roamed the European continent and was invincible. The Nazis fled in disgrace and were so frightened and afraid of their names that the "Iron Butcher" and "Stalin Guards" almost became the lingering "Soviet phobia" nightmares of the German front-line troops.

Until Berlin, the heart of the Nazi capital.

It was this army that had become the "Nazi elite crusher" that completely crushed the Germans' last hope of holding on to the end.

With a ruthless and fierce violent offensive, the Nazis were officially declared to have become historical garbage, and they were only worthy of existing in the dust of yesterday. The victory flag flying high on the top of the Reichstag was the best proof.

This army is almost the living history of the Soviet Patriotic War. Understanding the war history of this army is equivalent to fully understanding the entire process of the Soviet Patriotic War.

No matter whether the Soviet Red Army wins or loses, advances or retreats, you can always find this unit in the most intense battlefield records, and you can always find records about how the Nazis were defeated and beaten in front of it, whether the battle situation is favorable or unfavorable.

Attack like fire, defend like a mountain.

This is definitely the iron-blooded strong army that every commander dreams of, and it is also an opportunity that every general who pursues fame and glory can only encounter.

"Look at them, Tommy, the Russians say they have the world's top marine corps. At least from this momentum, I think they may not be lying."

"You are right, it can be seen that this is indeed a very good unit. I heard that Washington has a high opinion of them. Even the president knows that the Soviets have a unit named after Stalin, which beat the arrogant Germans so hard that their dignity was shattered into slag."

"When I think that we will be enemies with such opponents in the future, God, I really don't want me to be sent to the battlefield to stand in front of them. It may be embarrassing to say this, but I am really telling the truth, I really mean it."

"Like you, they are like a group of deadly plagues, bringing death to the enemies of the Soviet Union wherever they go. The miserable end of the Germans is enough to explain the problem. No one wants to go to hell to discuss their experience with those Germans. No one."

The American military attachés on the viewing platform are "large in number and powerful in strength". Almost all the officers in the uniforms of the American Embassy in Moscow were pulled in and all of them were dispatched.

The army officers and marine officers who are responsible for fighting land wars and may fight with the Russians in the future have reached a rare consensus and formed a "small circle of poor people on land" to whisper together.

Not far away, the officers of the Army Air Force and the Navy gathered together.

It's not that they don't agree with the opinions of the "poor brothers on land", but they just say "it's none of their business". It seems better to talk about the Russians' uniforms, weapons, and steps than to talk about how difficult and hard to fight the Russians are.

Next to the American officers, the British officers were also talking about similar topics, and the content was similar to that of the American officers, discussing how miserable the Germans' fate was, and no one wanted to go to hell with such Germans.

As for the French officers

Well, well, there were only three of them, so it was hard to have a large-scale discussion. As for talking about the battle and tactical experience

We didn't fight any decent large-scale battles in the entire World War II. What about the few battles the Germans fought with the French before they entered Paris? Brother, are you deliberately looking for trouble?

The Russians in the audience beat the Germans into pigs' heads, and you are here saying that we were beaten into pigs' heads by the Germans. Can you speak in a proper way? How did you get sent to be a foreign representative with your emotional intelligence? Is there no one in my great France?

Oh, there is indeed no one. After all, it has just been restored not long ago, and at least the right people are really in short supply.

Next is the Japanese side.

Saito, who just threatened to "defeat Gundam with human bombs", now looks a bit ugly.

You want to swell your face and say that the group of Russian soldiers who just passed by the stage are a group of "paper tigers" with low morale, dejected, and easily broken by a poke of window paper. They only look okay on the surface but have no combat effectiveness.

That's not impossible.

But how the navy idiot on the side looks at you and laughs at you in his heart is another matter.

However, Saito really didn't expect that he could hold back and not comment, but the navy idiot on the side actually went a step further and spoke with a smirk in the attitude of watching the fun and not minding the trouble.

"Saito-kun, I see that these Russian soldiers are not the kind of soldiers you said who would collapse at the first charge and would only hide in the tanks and press buttons."

"I don't mean anything else, just a small suggestion."

"It's better to describe today's situation clearly in your report to the army, so as to avoid being liquidated in the future and being punished with excuses such as "knowing but not reporting, lying about military intelligence". As an old friend, I am still very worried about you, and I really don't want to see anything happen to you."

Hearing that the navy idiot was so weird and didn't speak human language, Saito, who couldn't bear it any more, immediately fought back without saying a word.

"The navy doesn't need to worry about the army's affairs. I advise you to think about how to deal with the American aircraft carriers that have more destroyers than your destroyers."

"Baga! This bastard army idiot knows nothing about destroyers and aircraft carriers! It's really incorrigible!"

The two idiots were weird and singing the same tune, you looked down on me, I looked down on you, and you just did internal fighting.

Fortunately, the representatives and military attachés from various countries who were invited to attend the event basically had no interest in these two guys.

Not only did they not talk too much with them, they even kept a considerable distance from them in their positions, as if they were avoiding the plague god.

However, these two idiots, as the parties involved, seemed to not care about it at all. Not to mention that they didn't care, they also engaged in internal fighting performance art.

Such a strange scene can only be seen in one place throughout the entire viewing platform.

Various good and bad jobs and ordinary jobs are still going on on the viewing platform, and the same is true for the parade on Red Square.

Under the gaze of the audience, it soon came to the most important, most anticipated, and destined to leave the most amazement of the heavy equipment square formation.

"Hey! Here they come! Tommy, look over there, the Russian tanks are coming! Those T3485s!"

"I heard that this is a good tank, better than our Sherman, but why do the Russians need Sherman when they have such a good tank?"

"Because you don't mind having too much money, and the Russians don't mind having too many tanks, the reason is the same."

The T3485s belonging to the Near Tank IV opened the square formation, hoisted the red flag, and roared through the Red Square in a brand new posture.

Although there have been controversies, such as whether the latest T43 medium tank, which has been officially finalized and put into mass production after several improvements, should be replaced by the T3485 and passed through the Red Square as the heavy equipment front square.

But after weighing the pros and cons and several rounds of discussions, the command finally decided to let the T3485 square team pass through the field first.

The reason is nothing else, but it is the most representative.

This excellent medium tank has never stopped mass production even after the new T43 has been continuously improved and perfected and finalized and put into production. Even now, during the military parade, brand new T3485s are still rolling off the production line.

It will be a long process to replace the huge capacity T3485 with the new T43. The total capacity of five figures is not something that can be replaced immediately.

However, compared with the Soviet medium tanks, the people on the viewing stand who are just here to watch the fun and see the tricks are really paying attention to the big guys following closely behind.

Those heavy tanks, like huge monsters, have rumbled behind the T3485 and are the second heavy equipment formation to pass through the field for review.

And all that is left for the Western military attachés on the viewing stand is shaking hands, holding the telescope tightly, and staring at the amazement with their eyes almost popping out.

"Oh my God! Tommy! Do you see those things? Those things are as big as monsters coming, what the hell are they? Are they the steel monsters that Stalin kept as pets in the backyard?"

"Oh my God! This thing is bigger than our M29 "Thomas"! I thought Thomas was big enough, how did the Russians make such a big monster?"

"Damn it! Look at that gun! That's not the 122 gun on the Russian heavy tanks, the caliber and caliber of that thing are bigger! Damn it, it's like putting a destroyer turret on a tank."

Compared to the entourage who were cursing, shocked, or dumbfounded, Colonel Frank, the highest-ranking U.S. Army officer present, had already found the U.S. ambassador who was also at the scene and witnessed the horrifying scene, and then blurted out the bad news.

"Now there is no doubt, Mr. Ambassador, we have been deceived by the Russians."

"The IS6 we got from the previous cooperation exchange is not their latest and strongest heavy tank at all. The Russians are playing tricks on us! They blatantly violated the contract and broke their promise!"

"Look at these steel behemoths now. Compared with this thing, the IS6 is like a rusty tractor on a Texas farm. These monsters must have trampled and crushed the German capital. The Russians have no sincerity at all. They used outdated junk to cheat us of our top-level aircraft engines."

"You should submit a diplomatic protest immediately. We must accuse the international community and expose the Russians' lack of credibility and fraudulent behavior of allies."

"Oh, this, Colonel Frank."

Compared to the anger of the warrior next to him, the ambassador, who didn't care much about a tank, felt that he only needed to make one thing clear to him.

"Based on my understanding of Russians during my years in Moscow, I think you should listen to my advice. This is the truth."

"When you do business with Russians, don't think about any after-sales service after the goods leave the counter. Because no matter who you are or how powerful you are, unless you smash this store called Moscow, don't think about asking for an explanation. In addition, the premise is that you have to beat the group of Slavic men who rushed out of the store, and it's best if you can beat them."

"Because the last person who dared to do this, his bones are now burnt, and the smell of burning is still fresh. You and I know what that person's name is."

"I suggest that you just report the facts truthfully, because I will do the same. This is no longer something you and I should manage and intervene in. It will be good for both you and me to hand it over."