Imperial Overlord

In the center of Moscow, in an underground air defense bunker next to the subway station, Khrushchev's headquarters is busy.

The battle situation is getting more and more intense day by day, and the German artillery bombardment is becoming more and more desperate day by day. Everyone was busy in the dim light, and the flickering lighting made people palpitate.

On three sides of the north, south, west, and north, the German army continued to advance toward the city center, and the situation in Moscow was already very critical.

"Comrade Khrushchev, there are still a few hours before Moscow will be completely surrounded." An officer with his hands behind his back reported to Khrushchev the situation of the blockade.

The fighting there was quite fierce. The Germans fought steadily, and the Soviets fought every step of the way, almost smashing the road into scorched earth.

Now there is no vegetation there, and the German planes are still bombing from time to time, which is no different from hell.

"Two days ago, I knew that this place was about to be surrounded by the Germans! You will only retreat, you will only complain... but you are not willing to fight to the death for the motherland!" Khrushchev glanced at his face with a sneer. The dull Soviet general sneered.

"The soldiers have done their best. Yesterday, 3 regimental commanders and 1 army commander were killed, and no troops retreated easily." The officer was helpless and explained.

He represents the army, and soldiers are of course bloody. Hearing the unfair evaluation and irony, of course he couldn't swallow this bad breath.

It's a pity that the person who satirized him was Khrushchev, the top person in charge of Moscow's city defense and his top boss, so he couldn't get angry and could only plead in a low voice.

"This is Moscow! Moscow! Our capital was bombed into ruins by the enemy, but you told me that you did your best?" Khrushchev continued to question, holding on to the question.

This question made the defending Soviet general blushed, and all the way from the Brest region to Moscow, it really made the face of the military high-ranking.

If they can block each other in Minsk, or Smolensk, Moscow will not be reduced to a front-line city at this moment, surrounded by Germans.

"Many commanders haven't seen you for a week... This is not good news, there are rumors circulating in the grassroots that you have left Moscow." An administrative officer changed the subject.

After changing the subject, Khrushchev seemed to realize that his repeated complaints against the military could not actually change the status quo.

The point is, now that his health, including his mental state, is in serious trouble, so he doesn't want to be in front of people too often.

At this moment, Khrushchev's face was thin and he had already taken off his image. And he suffers from a serious stomach problem, and he needs special care to eat.

Some people mentioned it before him, so he did hear some gossip that he had left Moscow, which was an unbearable slander for him.

"You are the supreme commander here, do you have any words of encouragement you want to say to the soldiers? How about we hold a banquet and let all the senior commanders see you?" an official suggested.

His suggestion was not bad, but having a dinner party when Moscow was besieged was bad enough.

"If that doesn't work, let's have a meeting! Have a meeting, call everyone for a meeting! Let them see you as much as possible." Another official said.

"This is the only way to do it, if I don't want to be charged with desertion." Khrushchev nodded, agreeing to hold a meeting and show his face once.

Seeing that one thing was over, a civil affairs official next to him said: "In addition, there is another thing, the two power plants in the periphery have fallen, almost two-thirds of the city has lost power supply, and drinking water is also a problem. ."

This is not good news, because hydropower and hydropower, if there is any problem with electricity, then there will be problems with water: "The Moskva River can provide not much drinking water, and the outer reservoirs have been occupied by the German army... This is not Got a good new."

An officer heard this and immediately added his professional opinion: "As long as the German army cuts off the water supply, we will only have the Moskva River as a source of drinking water. Millions of people are crowded into the city, and the daily consumption is staggering. ."

The official in charge of civil affairs also nodded and added a knife: "One million people eat one piece of bread every day, which is one million bread! Even if there are potatoes and other crops, the food problem is still a big problem."

Food is of course a big problem. Although Moscow started to hoard a lot of food long before it was encircled, the total food consumption of a city is also staggering.

Although after some efforts, the Soviet Union did increase the amount of food reserves in Moscow, the number of days these amounts can support after the supply is cut off is still pitifully small.

Another official in charge of medical treatment mentioned another thing with a bitter face: "There is another thing that I thought about before, but did not estimate that the corpses in such a serious city will rot as the weather gets hotter. It may cause a plague."

This problem is more serious. If the corpses are not disposed of in time, the entire city may become a dead city.

Of course ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ being a dead city is also in line with the idea of ​​the Soviet high-level. It's just that the dead city is aimed at the Soviet Union unilaterally. The German army with a large amount of drug supplies will not be afraid of infectious diseases such as plague.

What's worse, before the plague spreads, the stockpile of medicines in Moscow will be the first to run out.

The official in charge of medical treatment explained to Khrushchev: "The plague is not the most worrying thing, the worry is the serious shortage of medicines. Our ammunition and food are prioritized for stockpiling, medicines are obviously not."

"We're running out of medicines?" Khrushchev, who was following the principle of "let it go", was stunned for a moment before asking a very unprofessional question.

"There is still a certain reserve of medicines, but the problem is that the Germans have penicillin, but we don't have that kind of special medicine. In addition to penicillin, there are many medicines that are not in sufficient quantities to compare with the Germans." The official replied. .

With a depressed look on his face, the official continued to talk about his difficulties: "Also, even if we want to stockpile a large amount of medicines, we can't do it... The medicines provided by the United States are not too many, and our production The capacity is also far from meeting our needs.”