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The Germans on the opposite side were getting closer and closer, and the intensive gunfire on some positions and the shouting of Soviet soldiers had proved the whole line of defense shaky. This is not surprising, because the Soviet Union ’s defensive position had little combat power last night. At this time, the only willingness to collapse was that the Germans launched an offensive at this time.

"Comrade General! Leave here! Go to the Kremlin and find Comrade Stalin ..." Vatuktin's adjutant pulled out his pistol from his waist and stared anxiously at his boss, Vatuktin, the former commander of defense in Moscow.

But at this time, Vatukyu leaned on his bunker and smiled at the anxious face of his adjutant: "I have insisted until now, it is even more impossible to leave. This is my final destination, after all There is no difference between having Vatukin in Moscow and not having Vatukin. "

There is really no difference. Before Moscow was encircled, he could use his commanding ability to help the Soviet Union defeat the defeat as much as possible; after Moscow was encircled, he could also use his own arrangement to strengthen Moscow ’s defense and stay firmly. Aid; even if Moscow is completely in despair, he can still calm the extraordinary, and use his composure to inspire the morale of the entire Moscow city ...

But now, everything is over. The whole army has become paralyzed. Even if he has great commanding ability, he ca n’t drive his own troops; and the space that is tossing around is getting smaller and smaller, and the rest is just the collision of absolute power. There is simply no way to rely on deployment to gain any advantage.

Not far away, the German soldiers were starting to break through. After all, their opponents were a group of civilian officers and women and children. At this time, if they could not take the position with one blow, it would really be a waste of the world's first fierce infantry. These German soldiers who carried the rifle into the trenches quickly wiped out the Soviet defenders who had little combat experience in the trenches, and began to expand the gap to the sides.

The complicated terrain somewhat hindered the advancement of the German army: it was said that it was a trench. In fact, this is not a real trench. The collapsed staircase and the collapsed wall, mixed with craters and various ruins form this defense line. There are even semi-buried storage rooms and real reinforced concrete machine gun bunkers.

"General! Let's go! You have done your duty ... Leave here, I beg you!" The adjutant stepped forward with arms around Watujing, hoping to take him away from this place that was about to fall, but Wa Tu Jing stubbornly shook off the adjutant's hand and shook his head firmly.

Suddenly, a German soldier jumped into the trench from a few meters away. He shot down the guard beside Vatukine on the ground, and then raised his gun and pointed at Vatukine carrying the pistol. Watujing froze for the first time. This was the first time he saw a German soldier who was not a captive at such a close distance. The unspeakable tension made him forget that he was still carrying a pistol in his hand.

The deputy officer of Vatukin raised his hand and shot a shot in the direction of the German army, but the bullet shot by this gun did not hit the German soldier. The other party may also find the remaining two Soviet officers, possibly with a small rank With more fighting power, he decisively aimed his g43 semi-automatic rifle at Vatuki ’s adjutant.

Without any hesitation, the other party directly pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew out of the muzzle, and in less than half a second, he got into the adjutant ’s chest. For security reasons, the German army did not just shoot a shot. Pulling the trigger twice, the two bullets hit the adjutant of Watujing one after the other.

Vatuk ’s adjutant stumbled and then lay down slowly on his back. The German 7.92 mm caliber bullets were quite powerful. Continuous shooting at such a short distance, it is impossible for anyone to insist on not falling down.

The soldier was obviously very satisfied with his two shots, and turned his muzzle directly to Vatuktin standing there. In the moment when the other party shot and shot his adjutant, Watujing finally realized the danger. He had raised the pistol in his hand while the other party opened fire.

When the German soldiers turned the muzzle, they saw the muzzle of the black hole in Vatukin ’s hand, and I did n’t know whether it was because of fear or because they had recovered the feeling. The trigger. And because of the tension, he pulled the trigger one after another, and had no intention of giving the opponent the opportunity to attack himself.

The German soldiers obviously did not realize that the Soviet general suddenly became very effective again, so he was hit by bullets unwillingly. He stumbled back two steps, and then he was hit by several bullets into a sieve. In the end he could only close his eyes reluctantly against the wall and hung his head with the m35 helmet.

The helmet rolled over and fell to the feet of the German corpse. Vattuin didn't seem to realize that the other party had been killed by him, still pulling the trigger of the pistol. One after another, until the pistol only heard a clicking sound, he had not stopped this mechanical action.

A general does not have to kill himself. He may command his troops to kill thousands of enemies. He may be willing to give his life to tens of thousands of his soldiers because of a decision, but he does not have to kill any one by himself. Therefore, when Vatukyu shot and killed a German army with his own hands, he was like many countless Soviet recruits, so nervous that he did not listen to his orders.

However, this is the battlefield, and God has not deliberately left anyone time to adapt to the cruelty. Another German soldier jumped into the bunker where Watujing was located, followed by the second and third. They saw the body of the friendly army that fell to the ground, and of course saw Watujing shaking with a pistol. .

Out of a subconscious reaction, or a survival instinct, the German soldiers no longer tried to capture the seemingly high-weight Soviet officer. They took up the weapons in their hands, and each of them gave Watujing a few rounds. Bullets as a gift for meeting. Watujing felt that he had been beaten severely by someone, and then he sat back to where he had just sat, his hands drooping weakly.

The beautiful pistol fell to the ground, next to the pale, open-eyed face of Lieutenant Watujing. On the morning of August 4, 1939, during the German battle across the Moskva River, the commander of the Soviet Union's Moscow City Defense, General Vatuktin, was killed by soldiers of the German A Group Army and killed in a ruin bunker.

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"Hello? Can you tell me more clearly? What did the Germans have crossed the Moscow River? Watujing called me yesterday evening, and the phone line was cut off ... Yes! I know! I have already defended the defense line north of Moscow. It took over, but the situation there was chaotic. I did n’t know how many troops we had and where the enemy was! "Zhukov said to Stalin over the phone in the basement of Ascension Cathedral.

He did not know of the death of Watujing, but only received information that the Germans were storming the Moscow River defense line to the north. The Militia Street has been lost across the board, and the Germans are getting closer and closer to the Red Square in the center of Moscow.

After reporting to Stalin about the fighting situation he knew, Zhukov hung up the phone. Now, Stalin has asked dozens of questions in addition to repeating some questions. After he hung up the phone, he grabbed another phone call and connected to Konev's phone: "It's embarrassing you to transfer you to the north. How is the work going on?"

"The current situation is very optimistic. Comrade Marshal Zhukov ... The army has become chaotic. Effective defense has been disrupted. The soldiers are fighting each other. Only the Germans' own caution can prevent them from continuing." Konev Not at all optimistic about his new army, he knew very well that these temporarily put together troops could be as good as they are now, and they are already playing at a super level.

"Keep Leningradsky Avenue! This is my request!" Zhukov said heavily. "It is my last request ... after all, we can't stick to Moscow for a lifetime, and this matter will eventually come to an end. Maybe I'm optimistic, maybe we can't even keep this winter, everything is over. "

Konev was silent for a while, and then said: "I hold Leningrad Avenue as much as possible ... but I can't guarantee this promise." After speaking, Konev put down the phone, and honestly he didn't even know I don't know what I rely on to keep Leningradsky.

Putting down the phone in his hand, Zhukov also felt that his body was almost collapsed. The front line he was supporting was now a small encirclement, and he was like a fish in a fishing net. Struggling but seeing no way out.

"Report!" An officer walked to Zhukov's command department, stood up and saluted, then walked to Zhukov's body and lowered his voice. "Just a few minutes ago, the opposite German was broadcasting on the position, claiming that he had killed Vatu. Comrade Beijing ... "

"... contact Comrade Vatuktin's headquarters again, and then send experienced troops to search in the direction of Comrade Vatukhin's headquarters as far as possible ... Find Comrade Vatukin!" Zhu Kefu waved Waving, indicating that his men can leave.

After the other party tapped his head, he stood up and saluted again, and then withdrew from Zhukov's headquarters. Leaving the Soviet marshal alone, in the empty basement, I do not know whether it is sad or desperate-

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