Chapter 550 Castle (27)

"Not everyone may agree with the idea of ​​uprising and reorganization. I hope that a more dignified ending can be arranged for those senior military officers and officers of the Ministry of Internal Affairs who are unwilling to go with us - such as taking a plane to Moscow." Leuter said , "There won't be too many people, maybe one or twenty people."

"Is this plane sent to you by Stalin?"

"Yes, there is nothing to hide, but I don't want to leave. I can't let go of these poor soldiers." Letel pointed at Susaikov, "He doesn't want to leave either, he has seen through it!"

"To be honest, I really want to disband and return home, but then the Germans probably won't let me go." Susaikov said helplessly, "I don't even want to go back and jump into the fire pit. Stalin will definitely use him as a scapegoat for losing the war. The family members can’t be saved either.”

"You are very wise to think so." Vlasov said, "When will you hold a meeting to announce it? Do you need me to send reliable people to assist you?"

Leutil shook his head: "If this matter cannot be handled well, what will the Germans think of us? A meeting will be held on time at five o'clock in the afternoon, and all officers at the brigade level and above will participate."

At 5 o'clock, the remaining officers of the Bryansk Front filed in. Many of them were unshaven and disheveled, and some had blood stains on their clothes, with wounds vaguely visible on their arms or thighs. Everyone looked sad and depressed. Even the officers of the Guards Tank Brigade, who had always been arrogant, looked at them with blank faces, not knowing what they were thinking.

However, everyone's attention was quickly drawn to the center of the conference table, where there were two large baskets of baked white bread and pork sausages, and even several bottles of vodka, which exuded an attractive aroma. Everyone couldn't help but pay attention and refused to look away for a long time. Even when they lowered their heads to find their seats, their eyes were still staring at these things with their peripheral vision. The venue was soon filled with the sound of swallowing, and many people's stomachs made unsatisfactory "gurgling" sounds. If they were not concerned about their status and the front army commander and political commissar were all sitting upright and looking intently, many people might not be able to help but stretch out their hands.

"Today we convened a military meeting to discuss the next step. The front army is about to run out of supplies... Reinforcements have not arrived, and the German encirclement is getting tighter. I judge that the enemy's general attack..." At this point, Leether Suddenly he slapped his forehead and said, "I almost forgot, everyone hasn't eaten yet. Let's eat quickly."

"Whoops!" Suddenly, before the guards nearby could take action, dozens of officers had already divided everything up like a storm. However, those with lower military ranks and official positions were very obedient and only took white bread and sausages without touching them. Wine bottles - Judging from the quantity, they are for the enjoyment of the first-level commander of the group army.

"Comrade Commander." A tank corps commander asked in an unclear voice while chewing hard, "Are... any supply planes coming in today?"

"No...an old friend came to see me and gave it to me, so I share it with you." Leitel smiled slightly, swallowed half of the sausage and said, "I wasn't nibbling the sausage like you two days ago. Poor black bread, which one of you saw me eating too much?"

Leytel's fighting ability was average, but he had a good way of running the army. He always set an example and set an example. Under the influence and restriction of the power of example, the officers below did not dare to mess around - otherwise the senior officers at the division and brigade level would still be afraid of doing anything. Can't find anything? This is also the most critical reason why Kononov has observed that the city of Tambov is still in order and there is no commotion.

"Friend?" Everyone was stunned. Who would come to Tambov at this time? Those who are quick to respond are already thinking wildly, and those who are slow to respond are still eating.

"Invite him to come up and meet everyone. Maybe many people will know each other." Letel clapped his hands, and Vlasov and Kononov walked out of the small room at the back.

"Vlasov!" several people immediately screamed.

More people were confused and were still whispering and asking around.

"Who? Who is that?"

"Idiot, who else is it? Vlasov, the leader of the Russian Liberation Army."

"Ah, the leader of the puppet army..."

Several people hurriedly stood up and wanted to take out their guns, but suddenly realized that they had been handed over to the headquarters guards before the meeting. Some people hurriedly shouted: "Guards, guards."

Outside, a large group of guards rushed in with Bobosha submachine guns in their hands, but looking at the direction of the guns, it was clear that they were aimed at the people in the venue.

With a "click" sound, the two army commanders couldn't hold the vodka glasses they held and dropped them, their hands shaking violently.

"It seems that someone still knows me, that's good, no need to introduce me. I am Vlasov, the current commander-in-chief of the Russian Liberation Army and chairman of the Russian National Front. Today I want to talk to you about your future."

Vlasov spoke eloquently for more than half an hour. Many people were dumbfounded, distracted, and completely at a loss. The meeting was at a deadlock. In front of the black hole of the gun, everyone sat in an orderly and honest manner.

"I deeply agree with Chairman Vlasov's opinion. I have worked hard for Stalin until today, which is enough. I am completely worthy of the party! I am worthy of the Russian people!" Leitel glanced at everyone majestically, "In order to save the remaining troops on our front In order to save the lives and future of more than 100,000 officers and soldiers, and to seek the longer-term interests of the Russian people, Comrade Susaikov and I have decided to take the path of a pre-battle uprising. I wonder if you agree? "

No one explicitly said "I don't agree" - the custodian would be sieved by the black hole of the muzzle.

Several people immediately started crying: "Commander! Commander! Our wife and children are still in Moscow..."

"Idiot!" Susaikov scolded, "Do you think you can escape by being a prisoner? Don't you know Order No. 270?"

Everyone was silent when it came to "Order No. 270". According to this order, the families of all captured personnel were basically put into labor reform in Siberia - the Red Army only wanted martyrs, not prisoners!

"I don't want to embarrass you. Anyone here today who doesn't want to take this road should report to Comrade Susekov after the meeting, and I will arrange a plane to take you back to Moscow - that is the plane Stalin asked me to escape on." Leiti Er glanced at everyone and said, "Anyone who chooses to stay, please work hard and fight for the destiny of New Russia from now on!"

"Comrade Commander, Comrade Chairman, let's fight with you. I have long disliked Stalin! This is not a war, this is a waste of death!" As soon as he finished speaking, several people jumped out and rushed to express their allegiance. Vlasov smiled slightly, this is Letel's basic plan!

There are not many people in the entire front army who clearly agree with it, and there are also very few people who clearly oppose it. Most people still hold a wait-and-see and neutral attitude. The most important thing is to give them a push and create a suitable atmosphere.

Three days later, the 160,000 troops of the Bryansk Front laid down their weapons and revolted in front of the battlefield. Except for more than 10 officers who left by plane, the rest of the officers and soldiers stayed, including almost all the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Party officers. They knew deeply that the Bryansk Front had surrendered. Once the news spreads, several generals may still have a chance to survive. As those responsible for internal monitoring and party affairs, they will undoubtedly die.

"Führer, good news, good news." Zeitzler laughed and walked in. "The remaining 160,000 troops of the Bryansk Front have laid down their weapons and surrendered. Our army has solved the Tambov encirclement without bloodshed."

"Very good! Vlasov did not disappoint me."

"You think highly of this Vlasov?"

"You look down on him?" Hoffman shook his head, "Don't underestimate him. His fighting skills are not bad. If he leads troops as sophisticated as ours and has the same amount of equipment, his performance will be no worse than any of our army commanders. Now he The political influence and impact of successfully persuading a front commander to surrender is completely unparalleled. Stalin will probably go crazy after hearing the news, and other generals will have an easier time doing their jobs in the future. "

"But how to arrange it?" Keitel interjected, "Leitel, who has newly surrendered, has a higher military rank and seniority. Is it possible that he will be arranged under Vlasov?"

Today, Hoffman is in a very good mood and is determined to teach the two chiefs of staff a political lesson: "Don't look at the meaning of this matter in isolation. In my opinion, it has far-reaching consequences in at least three aspects:

The first is the ideological impact on the entire Bolshevik system;

The second is a profound test for the Russian People's Liberation Army. This group of people is now brought up by Vlasov. As the scope of influence expands in the future, we must control it, and Leitel is obviously a good check and balance. strength

The third is also a big test for Vlasov himself, and now it seems that he is performing very well. "

"Test?" Zeitzler was puzzled, "Are you afraid that Leutil was cheating at the beginning?"

"That's just one aspect. If Vlasov is just a man who is greedy for life and strives for power, not only will he not persuade Leitel, but he will do everything possible to destroy this arrangement, because the latter is more prestigious and powerful than him. He has more status. You have to know that Leutel was a colonel in the Tsarist era. His seniority in the Red Army is equivalent to Marshal Rundstedt’s status here... Once he joins, Vlasov’s status will be affected. "Hoffman said enthusiastically, "But Vlasov did not do this. He personally came forward and tried every means to promote this surrender. This shows that he is a person with lofty ideals and goals - this is consistent with a leader. Require."

Zeitzler nodded to show that he understood, with an expression that showed that politics was really complicated - I don't know if it was real or pretending. Keitel looked thoughtful: Why did the Führer want to use Marshal Lundstedt on this occasion? To compare? Is this an accidental metaphor or a hint?