Imperial Overlord

In the dark basement, the shells whizzed past and landed not far away, and the strong vibration caused by the explosion caused the chandeliers on the ceiling to shake.

The table is full of falling dust, almost burying the map below. Brother Timoshen looked at his ghost-like shadow swaying in the light, not knowing what to say.

The German armored forces did not attack at all, but bypassed Brest and rushed directly further afield.

The furthest troops had already attacked Ivatsevich, and successively captured areas such as Beryoza and Pinsk.

The current battle situation has completely exceeded the expectations of the top Soviet leaders. The defeated troops have been unable to gather, and the entire front line is in rout.

The German Army Group North, under the command of Marshal Loeb, had already stormed Leningrad, and the Soviet Army's northern war had collapsed to the point where it was beyond control.

"Comrade Commander! The German infantry is storming the outer positions of our army, and our army has suffered heavy losses..." An officer walked into the basement and reported to Timoshenko, who was wandering in the sky.

There were as many as 400,000 Soviet troops surrounded, and Khrushchev finally took away only about 50,000 mobile troops.

It sounds like a lot of 400,000 people, but most of these troops are light infantry without heavy weapons and are no longer able to launch a breakthrough.

What these soldiers can do now is to wait in place and use their own flesh and blood to prevent the German army from quickly occupying Brest.

"The sappers sent an officer to ask if we want to blow up the locomotive?" An officer walked in with some stains on his body.

The two-day siege has plunged Brest into panic. The troops on the periphery were compressed by the Germans and had to retreat into the city.

The German second-line troops that finally followed, carrying a large number of towed artillery, made up for the last shortcoming of the siege firepower of the Brest encirclement.

The intensity of the battle was not as exaggerated as imagined. Many Soviet troops surrendered. Every day, hundreds of Soviet soldiers chose to lay down their weapons, and the encirclement was also shrinking little by little.

Originally, this place was a huge warehouse with a large amount of military supplies, but now it has become a Jedi that is beleaguered from all sides.

"The Germans didn't intend to ask for these materials at all. What they wanted was to quickly occupy this place so that the follow-up troops could pass quickly." A general looked at Timoshenko and said.

Several people were already standing in the room, but Brother Timoshen still remained silent. He seemed to have lost his soul and could only sit there like a corpse.

Finally, after another huge explosion sounded, the sand fell on the map, and there was a crackling sound, Timoshenko finally spoke: "Let the troops fight back and drive the Germans back to the suburbs!"

"Marshal! You can't do this! Our soldiers don't have heavy weapons, and the damage to the enemy will be even greater." The general heard the order and quickly persuaded.

Brother Timoshen waved his hand and interrupted the other party's advice: "What can we do if we don't fight back? Are we staying in the warehouse and waiting to die?"

There has long been no hope of breaking through the siege, and hundreds of thousands of troops are destined to be wiped out. This is a huge blow to any commander.

In order to win a good evaluation after his death, what Timoshenge wants to do now is to die in battle here as much as possible and become a martyr of the Soviet Union.

His insistence made the headquarters lose its original role. The Soviet army had to carry out such a useless and blind counterattack every few hours before, and then the German army could always take some advantage.

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On the front lines, Soviet soldiers crawl slowly among the cratered rubble. There was the sound of machine guns in the distance, and black smoke rose everywhere.

"Comrade Commander! The superior's order, let's fight back!" After he climbed into a huge crater, he shouted to a Soviet officer guarding there.

"What? Speak louder!" The other party's shout was drowned in a huge explosion, and the regiment commander had to shout hysterically for him to repeat.

"The division's order, let us start the counterattack immediately!" The signal soldier with the weapon shouted again loudly.

"What are you kidding? I don't even have a single battalion left now, and they even let us fight back?" The regiment commander asked angrily after hearing the order clearly.

Now, there are less than 500 of his own soldiers he can contact. The remaining soldiers either surrendered or died nearby.

Relying on such a small amount of troops, he even seemed very reluctant to be stationed here, let alone counterattack with such a small number of people.

Pointing to the position of the German army on the opposite side, the regiment commander shouted bitterly: "You ask them to come and see how many machine guns the German army on the opposite side has! You bastard!"

Half an hour ago, he executed a counterattack order. Of the more than 300 people who were finally organized, less than half of them were left in one charge.

The lost position was not regained, but it gave the opponent more than 100 lives in vain. It was because of that and the previous failed counterattacks that he had only 500 soldiers left.

"Do they know? The 9th Army stationed at the railway station surrendered just now? Let us fight back? We are almost surrounded by the Germans!" The regiment commander threw his weapon on the ground angrily.

Even he has been paired with Mosin Nagan, so you can imagine how hard the battle is. The Germans are attacking from all directions, and it will be lost sooner or later.

Before they could discuss whether to attack or not, a result was discussed. On the other side of the street, the German attack began.

A strange guy converted from a No. 3 tank drove out and was turning slowly across the street.

This tank has a relatively large turret, and the hull is surrounded by hanging steel plates.

I saw that after this thing came out, it slowly ran over the rubble on the street and approached the Soviet army's position little by little.

Behind it, German soldiers followed cautiously, firing their weapons into the windows of the building on all sides.

After the distance between the two sides was close, the strange chariot suddenly stopped, and the Soviet army commander leaned on the edge of the crater, and then he could see clearly what it was.

That's a **** twin 20mm cannon! It is a self-propelled anti-aircraft gun used by Germany for field air defense!

"Damn it!" He quickly retracted his head, and the sound of cursing was drowned out by the loud sound of the machine gun fired by the opponent.

Tracer rounds for anti-aircraft guns can also be seen clearly in the daytime. These tracer bullets strafeed onto the Soviet positions, suppressing all firing Soviet weapons in an instant.

It was like a slaughtering machine. After the ferocious strafing of this thing, there was only a slowly rolling white smoke left on the Soviet position.

Because they are the follow-up German infantry, they do not have the heavy armored weapons and equipment like the Panther tank, and they can only use what they have in their hands to launch their own attacks.

As a result, what surprised them was that this modified self-propelled anti-aircraft gun had the effect of an artifact when dealing with the Soviet army.

It can penetrate sandbags and some weak walls, directly hitting Soviet soldiers in hiding.

With just a simple strafing, all the Soviet firepower in the covered area can be completely shut up at once.

Leaning in the crater and seeing the smashed comrades in arms, the Soviet regiment commander casually picked up a Mosin Nagan from his feet.

No matter what means the Germans use, the war will continue, right? He had to defend his position here, because there was a temporary field hospital behind him.

As he pulled the bolt, a grenade rolled under his feet. It was a new German M39 grenade.

The Führer, who advocates saving, has begun to use the easier-to-produce M39 grenade to replace the German classic M24 long-handled grenade.

The new grenade saves costs, the main thing is that it is not necessary to install a wooden handle, which can save a lot of production time.

Of course, the new grenade has been improved~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is directly installed with prefabricated fragments, and the lethality has been significantly improved.

Seeing this grenade, the head of the Soviet Union knew that he was going to explain it today. Before he could adjust his position, the grenade exploded.

"Boom!" The grenade in the crater exploded, and countless shrapnel flew in the crater. Two soldiers who wanted to climb out of the crater were penetrated by the shrapnel, swayed down, and rolled back to the bottom of the crater.

After only ten seconds, the German soldiers rushed up the small highland formed by the ruins with their rifles with their bayonets inserted.

A German soldier jumped into the crater and looked carefully at the steaming body inside.

"Hey! Guys! There seems to be another high-ranking official here!" The German soldier found the body of the Soviet leader and saw the uniform that had been stained with blood.

"It's really a high-ranking official! I've seen this dress in a prisoner of war!" A soldier with an MP-38 submachine gun followed and jumped into the crater, looking at the corpse and said.

"Look over there, the Soviets seem to be surrendering again..." The soldier who jumped into the crater first pointed to the Soviet position in the distance and said to his companion.

In the direction of the two 20mm caliber cannons of the self-propelled anti-aircraft artillery, on a half-collapsed building, the Soviet army hung a striking white flag.

Farther away, the battle is still going on fiercely. And around Brest, on the road in the countryside, countless German troops were lining up in neat ranks, advancing further afield.

Their next target was the place where Khrushchev had just arrived, a city called Baranovich.

Occupied there, they were only one step away from Minsk, the capital of the Belarusian region.

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