Chapter 1597 Retreat and Stay

"Then the latter option, Khrustarev, please protect Comrade Stalin's safety and let him sleep peacefully." Zhukov said to Stalin's captain of the guard.

"Yes." Khrustarev faithfully implemented the order, carrying the chair on which Stalin lay down and placing it in the lounge next door.

When Stalin passed by, the remaining people suddenly came to life, Shaposhnikov said: "Now, we can't live without the commander-in-chief here. I recommend Comrade Zhukov to lead everyone temporarily."

When Stalin woke up, the first thing to deal with was Zhukov. He pushed Zhukov out as a shield, so that everyone would be safe.

"Yes, yes, Comrade Zhukov was originally in charge of the defense of Moscow, and now everyone listens to you."

Everyone you said, I said, Zhukov only felt the sadness in his heart. These people are just looking for a backing. Under the current situation, they all put their own interests first, the Soviets, there is still a chance ?

"Okay, then I'm welcome. During the period when Comrade Stalin woke up, I will be in charge of the defense of Moscow." Zhukov said: "Now prepare for battle immediately, and wait until after dark, the fifth , 16th, 33rd, 43rd, four armies, led by ten tank divisions, retreated along the eastern road in the direction of Gorky City. The final destination, retreated to Kuibyshev."

Kuibyshev, a city in the Ural Mountains region on the lower reaches of the Volga River, has recently been discussed as the temporary capital of the Soviets.

However, Stalin did not say retreat, who would dare to retreat?

"Take out all the fuel." Zhukov continued: "All the vehicles are started and our citizens are safely evacuated."

Everyone's eyes lit up, and at the same time, they also knew how furious Stalin would be when he woke up. Originally, they wanted to stick to the guard in Moscow until the winter came to counterattack, but now, Zhukov organized it by himself. Get up and retreat.

Everyone knows that under the current circumstances, Moscow's persistence has lost its meaning.

If it is an orthodox urban offensive and defensive battle, they can persevere. Even if Moscow is surrounded, they can persevere for a few months. Historically, the Soviets in Leningrad have persisted from the start of the war to the counter-offensive. The Soviets have this determination and capable.

But now the Germans don't fight the Soviet Union in the streets, but directly use terrible weapons to raze Moscow to the ground.

Even if there are various means of surviving the bombing by the Germans, using underground fortifications, using extra oxygen, but there are no buildings outside, how long can we fight on the ruins?

Moreover, who can guarantee that the Germans will bomb a second time in pursuit of perfection?

Moscow can't hold it anymore, and defending Moscow at this time is a dead move.

Instead of spending precious strength in Moscow, it is better to withdraw and bring precious strength to the Ural Mountains.

The mountainous area is the natural enemy of the tank troops. The vast Soviets are not so easy to conquer. As long as the strength is preserved now, the Soviets have the possibility of turning over.

It's a pity that it is impossible to withdraw all the more than one million troops that have been mobilized. The armies that Zhukov is giving orders now are all reserves.

The troops that have reached the front line cannot be withdrawn, which will make the Germans alert, and in a short period of time, the mobilization of troops cannot be hidden from the Germans.

Just keep these fires.

"I agree with Comrade Zhukov's suggestion." At this moment, Beria said: "I will stay here and persist until the last moment."

For a long time, Beria gave people a gloomy feeling. Wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, he looked frail, but he was definitely not soft-hearted in killing people. Order, he won the trust of Stalin.

When the big waves wash away the sand, when the Soviet building is about to fall, one can see the nobility of a person's spirit. Beria was willing to be buried by the Soviets.

Whoever stays in Moscow will be remembered in history, but will also sacrifice, which is almost doomed, and now, Beria is willing.

Listening to Beria's words, everyone else bowed their heads, they didn't want to stay here.

Shaposhnikov was very impulsive and wanted to say what he wanted to keep, but before he could speak, Zhukov continued.

"It was Comrade Stalin who personally appointed me as the supreme commander of the Moscow Military District, so I will stay until the end." Zhukov's eyes swept over a person's face, they were all senior leaders of the Soviets, but at this time , there is no need to all stay and sacrifice.

"Comrade Beria, you have a heavy burden on your shoulders. You must continue to supervise the discipline of the troops and prevent the troops from surrendering. You are also in charge of the production of our military industrial system. No one can replace your position. More important Yes, you must protect Comrade Stalin's safety."

Zhukov's eyes looked at Beria, Beria nodded: "Okay, don't worry."

"Comrade Shaposhnikov, you are our chief of staff. The Red Army has suffered heavy losses in the past few months, but we still have hope. After retreating to the mountains, we will continue to persist in the war, while the Germans We have controlled too much land, we will definitely not be able to eat it, and it will take a while to digest it. This is just the moment for us to accumulate strength. We have to wait and be patient. When the Germans and the United States go to war, this is our chance."

Shaposhnikov also nodded.

The atmosphere at the scene became inexplicably sad, which seemed to be Zhukov's account of the funeral.

Up to now, Zhukov is still just a general, and several of the people present are marshals, but at this time, they are in awe of Zhukov.

After explaining them one by one, Zhukov said: "Let's prepare now. No one will interfere with me in the future. I will direct the defense of Moscow."

Zhukov's words made everyone feel inexplicably sad.

The rest of his life was measured in hours.

The crowd walked out slowly, and Beria was the last. When Beria turned to leave, Zhukov said the last word to him.

"Thank you, Beria, for saving the lives of the citizens of Moscow."

Beria's body was shocked. He knew that what he did secretly had not been hidden from Zhukov.

(Although the thermobaric bomb was very cool, I always felt that it would be too violent to raze such a Soviet capital. I don’t know if it would attract divine beasts, so my hand trembled. I don't know if you will complain. This is just right, and there will be a military parade in Moscow later.)