Imperial Overlord

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The chief of staff stood in front of Budyonny, looking at his old comrade-in-arms, not knowing what to say.

He could already see that Budyonny was ready to meet Marx. At this time, there is really no reason to stop Budyonny's actions.

It would be disgraceful for a marshal to be captured by the enemy. Budyonny didn't want to be insecure at night, so suicide was a very reliable option.

Although it is more respectable to choose to die in battle, if you fail and you are captured by the enemy instead of dying in battle, it will not be worth the loss.

"I don't have anything to do here anymore. The troops of 40,000 people can be commanded by you or by a commander. There is no need for a marshal here." He looked at the man who had stood up and looked at himself. The staff outside the door said.

In the command of the marshal, there are radio operators, guards, staff and various officers.

Now they have all heard Budyonni's words, looking at the awkward marshal in the room through the door that was not closed.

"Maybe..." The chief of staff wanted to persuade, but Budyonny interrupted him immediately.

"Nothing is possible, we failed. Smolensk did not become a cemetery for the Germans, and the people they lost here didn't even get to 20,000." Budyonny felt that he was a failure, and the failure left him with nothing. Be right.

"My old friend, don't leave me this last shred of dignity." Finally, Budyonny looked at his chief of staff and said in a pleading tone.

Glancing at Budyonny, the chief of staff finally nodded, and then pulled the division chief who was still in the room: "Let's go! Leave some space for the marshal."

Gratefully glanced at his old comrade-in-arms, Budyonny turned his back and looked at the small pistol in his hand.

This small pistol has accompanied him for a long time. He couldn't even believe that this gun could still be used one day.

Loading the bullet and pressing the muzzle against his temple, Budyonny felt a slight tremor in his hand.

Outside the door, the chief of staff looked at the division commander and issued a new order: "Let the troops stand firm and do not take a step back! We have to fight for the motherland to the last soldier. This is the task of the revolution!"

"As ordered! Comrade Chief of Staff... I will try my best to organize personnel and defend the central defense line!" The division commander stood at attention and saluted.

"!" The gunshots rang in the room, and Marshal Budyonny committed suicide in Smolensk on May 4, 1941, ending his life.

"The marshal is dead... Comrades, we can only fight on our own now!" The chief of staff looked at the officers in the headquarters and encouraged.

After losing Marshal Budyonny, the Soviet army in the encirclement lost its spiritual leader. Although the news did not spread, the Soviet army was at a dead end.

The German attack would not stop because of Budyonny's death, in fact the Germans had no idea that Budyonny was in the encirclement.

What they have to do is very simple. Relying on their own firepower advantages, they will cut the few remaining defense lines of the Soviet army and achieve the final victory.

Soon, the German street fighting units responsible for attacking the central area successfully approached the core area of ​​the northern part of the city.

Here is the town hall of Smolensk, and the resistance of the Soviet army is also the most tenacious. It's just that these troops now have no reinforcements and can only rely on themselves.

That afternoon, the Germans captured the town hall and announced to the outside world that they had taken Smolensk.

The Soviet army could no longer resist in an organized way, and the stragglers were quickly wiped out. Although the gunshots on the streets and alleys of Smolensk were still resounding, the main battle was over.

"Marshal... I can't fulfill your last wish, and I can't hold on for three more days." The basement has become a stronghold close to the front line, and the German army is less than 100 meters away from Budyonny's body.

The chief of staff is also a general, and he is not willing to insult his position. So under the sound of the German army's continuous mg-42 machine guns like a lawn mower, the chief of staff also took out his pistol and ended his life.

"The chief of staff committed suicide!" An officer with a bandage on his arm exclaimed when he saw his commander lying on the ground.

Directly in front of him was a hastily built barricade, and the machine guns inside the barricade were firing at the German troops in the distance.

The German attacking troops were only tens of meters away, and the Soviet army could even feel the footsteps of death approaching.

Dozens of soldiers rushed towards the German army holding Mosin Nagant with a bayonet in his arms, and then fell on the road after being smashed into a sieve by bullets like raindrops.

The Soviet soldiers tried their best to defend the city, but they were still unsuccessful.

After the German street fighting troops paid about 20,000 soldiers, UUkanshu www.uukanshu.com occupied more than 95% of the buildings and streets in the city.

With the fall of the Budyonny Group Command, the German troops swept across Smolensk, and the Soviet resistance finally collapsed. The next day all local Soviet troops surrendered, and senior officers such as the chief of staff committed suicide.

In the quiet corridor of the wolf's den, the sound of leather boots hitting the floor tiles was clear and pleasant. An officer, holding a document, knocked on the door of the Fuhrer's office.

After getting permission, the SS officer pushed open the door, raised his arms and saluted, "Victory! Führer!"

"Is there anything to report?" Bowman, sitting on the sofa, was in a good mood and was laughing with a champagne glass.

Li Le was not alone in the room, Goering and Reinhard Heydrich were both there. They seemed to be talking about the oil exploration plan in the Middle East, and everyone had a smile on their faces.

After the ceremony, the officer raised his chin and reported: "I just got the news that Smolensk is already under the control of our army!"

"This is good news! We finally got an outpost to attack Moscow!" Li Le said with a smile from his position: "I was thinking just now, when will Smolensk be in our hands? ."

"My Führer! There is also news that Soviet Marshal Budyonny committed suicide in the basement of Smolensk. The news is very accurate." The officer continued to add.

"Bury this warrior well, don't humiliate his body." Li Le thought for a while and commanded: "We have defeated their **, let their souls be handed over to God for judgment!"

"My Führer, you are truly a benevolent leader!" Goering laughed while holding his wine glass.

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