Imperial Overlord

In fact, Vasilevsky also knew that after failing to receive the telegram from Kyiv, the city was most likely occupied by the Germans.

But what can he say? Should he tell others that Kyiv has fallen? Stalingrad has not confirmed this news, who dares to talk nonsense?

What's more, even if he confirmed the news of the fall of Kyiv, he could not let anyone around him know.

If Kyiv is still there, the circle of Crimea will not be alone, and it will probably last longer.

Because what the soldiers in the encirclement lacked the most was hope, the hope of maintaining morale. As long as there is hope, they can fight with determination.

"This is all speculation! Comrade Staff!" At this time, General Kuznetsov, who was walking from another direction, spoke up and scolded.

The staff officer turned pale and could only stand at attention and salute, then apologized and said, "I'm sorry! Comrade General! It's me who was thinking wildly!"

"Go! Comrade Vasilevsky and I have something to say." With a wave of his hand, Kuznetsov issued an expulsion order without pursuing the nonsense of the staff officer.

Hearing this sentence, the staff officer could only stand at attention and salute, then turned to leave. When he was far away, Kuznetsov made a gesture of asking this way, signaling Vasilevsky to speak while walking.

"The above told me to leave the Crimea." The two walked a few steps, and Kuznetsov said: "Comrade Stalin's order, he promoted me to the commander of the Black Sea Fleet, in charge of commanding the Black Sea Fleet."

"What a joke, isn't the Black Sea Fleet destroyed?" Vasilevsky frowned and asked.

"There are also three cruisers, and a large number of transport ships..." Kuznetsov smiled wryly, and then continued: "What do you think is a good job?"

As he spoke, he looked up at the dim light above his head, and laughed at himself: "At most, it's just a few days later than you..."

"The Axis armies have occupied Melitopol..." He said, looking at Vasilevsky, who looked shocked. "The fleet in the Sea of ​​Azov is no longer safe."

"I was ordered to lead this fleet to break through the siege, leave the Sea of ​​Azov, and head to the Caucasus." Kuznetsov paused when he said this, and then continued: "Rostov is no longer safe!" ..

"It's impossible!" Vasilevsky said, staring at Kuznetsov. "How could the German army cross the Dnieper and occupy Melitopol?"

"What's impossible? Nikolayev has fallen, the Germans marched straight in, occupied Kherson, and New Kakhovka surrendered!" Kuznetsov said with a sneer.

"Surrender?" Vasilevsky felt something hit his chest, making him breathless.

"Not only New Kakhovka, but also Alexandria. Dnipropetrovsk is now surrounded on three sides by the German army." Because Kuznetsov was about to be transferred, he was well informed.

He looked at the shocked Vasilevsky, and finally said: "Kyiv has really fallen, and it fell more than ten days ago."

Although he had already prepared in his heart for the fall of Kyiv, after hearing the news, Vasilevsky still felt a little chest tightness and shortness of breath.

After staggering two steps, Vasilevsky stretched out his left hand and supported the wall next to him: "It's really a defeat."

Even if he anticipated the inevitable fall of Kyiv, he did not expect that the entire Ukraine campaign would turn into a major defeat for the Soviet army.

Not only did they lose Kyiv, the Soviet army was utterly defeated, lost a lot of territory, and also lost valuable weapons and ammunition.

"So, Rostov can no longer provide protection for the fleet. German planes can take off from Melitopol and bomb Rostov directly." Kuznetsov walked to Vasilevsky and said. .

"So, Comrade Stalin ordered you to go to Rostov and lead the fleet to break through!" Vasilevsky raised his head with a wry smile and asked Kuznetsov.

The latter nodded and admitted this statement: "Yes, if I am lucky, my fleet can go to the coast of the Caucasus... But it is not safe there. In fact, there is no safe place for the Black Sea Fleet."

"I'm going to leave by torpedo boat from there before Kerch is occupied by the Germans. If it's later, I won't be able to leave." After answering Vasilevsky's question, Kuznetsov continued.

The reason why the Germans did not enter the Sea of ​​Azov to attack the remaining Black Sea Fleet of the Soviet Union was mainly because they were afraid of the Kerch Strait.

The Soviet fleet drove out of the Kerch Strait by itself, and even if it succeeded in going south to the Caucasus, there would be no barrier to the Kerch Strait.

The fleet of the Axis powers will choose a time at will, attack the Black Sea Fleet's station at night, and completely wipe out this Soviet fleet that has no way to escape.

And if Kuznetsov encountered the main force of the German fleet when he broke through the Kerch Strait, then things would be even more lively.

No matter which fleet of the Axis powers is blocked near the Kerch Strait, the Soviet Black Sea Fleet with only three cruisers is by no means an opponent.

"Hey... it has come to this point, it doesn't make any difference whether I keep you or not." Vasilevsky had already recovered from the shadow of Ukraine's collapse, and sighed weakly.

Kuznetsov didn't care, shook his head and said, "At least I can fight for the rank of Marshal for myself like Marshal Gorshkov did."

In the present Soviet Union, the rank of marshal has become a curse. Anyway, which general is promoted to marshal, it is not dead, or it is not far from death.

There was a Soviet marshal who was very hopeful to break this curse~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and that was Marshal Govorov who was captured by the Germans.

It is a pity that not long ago, the German military radio station released a message claiming that Marshal Govorov committed suicide and died in the Kyiv hospital after the rescue failed.

Therefore, until now, the marshals of the Soviet Union have chosen to die after the defeat, which also shows the ferocity and tenacity of the fighting nation from one side.

Vasilevsky was stunned for a moment, then followed with a wry smile: "I may really want to be here and become a Soviet marshal."

"At least, both of us can become marshals." Kuznetsov squeezed out a smile and said reluctantly.

"Yeah! At least both of us will become marshals..." Vasilevsky waved his hand, indicating that Kuznetsov can leave.