Burning Moscow

I don't know how to answer Vladimirov's question, because everything that has been born so far has long since deviated from the history I know. Not to mention the time of the attack on Berlin, it was two months earlier than the real history, and the order of attacks in certain important locations also changed.

I did not speak, but silently watched the smoke and fire from the parliament building in the distance, but I was thinking that when I was only a few tens of meters away from Hitler, I could not get him out of the ground. that's too regretful.

The attack on the Capitol temporarily came to an end at noon. The personnel of the logistics department risked being shot and sent ammunition and materials to the commanders and fighters fighting in the building so that they could continue to fight.

"Comrade Commander, Comrade Commander." A happy voice suddenly came from behind us. I turned my head and saw that it was Artillery Commander Pozharsky who ran in. From his happy face, I I guessed there must be some good news.

Trikov put down his binoculars, turned his head and looked at him in amazement, and asked, "General Pozharsky, what is going on? You seem to be very happy."

Pozharsky pointed towards the door and said excitedly: "Comrade Commander, look, who is back?"

All of us looked in the direction of his fingers, and saw a general wearing a military coat slowly walking in from outside the door. After seeing the visitor clearly, Cui Kefu exclaimed in surprise: "Wei Yinlubu, it's you!" After finishing speaking, he walked forward and gave him a warm hug.

After the two separated, Cui Kefu looked at each other up and down, and asked with concern: "How is it, are the injuries healed?"

"Yes, Comrade Commander." The chief of the armored force of the Group Army replied with a smile: "My injuries are all healed. Fortunately, I can still catch up with the final battle."

Cui Kefu took Wei Yinlubu to the window, pointed to the battlefield of blood and fire in the distance, and said to him: "Look, our troops are besieging the Capitol, as long as we win here, we will be able to win the final victory. "

Weinrub took the telescope in Cuikov's hand, looked into the distance, and asked, "Comrade Commander, how is the fighting going on inside? When will our troops occupy the entire Capitol?"

"According to the latest battle report, our troops have just occupied the second floor. The Germans resisted very stubbornly." Hearing this question from Weinrub, Cui Koff's face became serious: "Every step we make, we have to pay. The price of blood and life."

"I believe our commanders and fighters will be able to win the Capitol." After saying this, Wei Yinlubu put down his binoculars and asked: "I need to organize a tank unit to provide more support to our infantry?"

"Not needed for the time being." Cui Koff pointed to the tanks that were parked in the square and were bombarding the Reichstag building. "Our tanks can only use gunfire outside the building to destroy the German firepower. The battle in the building. It can only be done by our infantry."

In the afternoon, Berzalin's 5th Assault Group broke through the German defenses, rushed over from the Brandenburg Gate in the southeast, and entered Paris Square.

It didn't take long before I saw a bright red flag rising on top of the Brandenburg Gate. Seeing this flag fluttering in the wind, I couldn’t help being a little jealous. It really came too early. It’s been almost a day since we captured the Capitol. We haven’t planted the flag on the roof of the building, and Berzalin’s troops. As soon as they rushed over, they had already planted their flag on the bronze horse of the Statue of Liberty.

Not only did I see this flag, but Cui Kefu and the others also saw it. Seeing the friendly forces ascended first, Cui Kefu's expression turned sullen. He turned to ask the Chief of Staff: "Chief of Staff, give the forward commander a call and ask when will our flag be on the top floor of the Capitol?" Vladimi Rove agreed, then turned to the side to call, and asked the commander who was on the front line about the attack in the building.

Not only are we eager to learn about the fighting in the building, Zhukov, who is sitting at the front army headquarters, is also anxious. He specifically called and asked: "Cui Kefu, where have your troops arrived?"

Trikov, who had just obtained the latest information from Vladimirov, quickly replied: "Report Comrade Marshal, our troops have already gained a firm foothold on the second floor and are attacking towards the third floor."

"What? I just attacked the third floor." Zhukov was obviously dissatisfied with Cui Kefu's answer. He kept saying: "It's too slow, Comrade Cui Kefu, your actions are too slow. The battle lasted for almost a day , Actually just attacked the third floor. When this fight continues, when can we take the Capitol?"

Although the weather in March was still very cold, Zhukov's words made Cuikov a cold sweat. I saw him raising his hand to wipe his sweat while speaking into the microphone: "Comrade Marshal, please rest assured, we will speed up the attack and take the Capitol as soon as possible.

After putting down the microphone, he said angrily to Vladimirov: "The chief of staff, tell the commanders in front to speed up their offensiveness. Their actions are simply too slow. Also, tell them, although The 5th Assault Group entered the battle late, but others have successfully passed the Brandenburg Gate and entered Paris Square, and they also planted the banner of victory on the top of the Brandenburg Gate..."

Before he finished speaking, I suddenly realized that the top of the Brandenburg Gate was covered by artillery fire, and hurriedly called "No", and raised the telescope to look in that direction. When the gunpowder dissipated, not only the red flag on the top of the door was missing, but even the bronze statue of the Statue of Liberty with four horses was left with only one lone bronze horse.

Seeing this, I quickly called Cui Koff: "General Cui Koff, look at it, the German army destroyed the red flag that our army planted on the top of the Brandenburg Gate with artillery fire."

Hearing what I said, people around me flocked to the window, or used binoculars or artillery mirrors to observe the Brandenburg Gate where the red flag of our army had been raised. After seeing that the red flag was really gone, they all sighed.

Due to the tenacious defense of the German army at the Reichstag, our army's offensive was not smooth. By the time it got dark, our army only managed to win the third floor. The German army took advantage of our unsteady foothold and counterattacked again. If a new unit hadn't arrived in time, our army might have been driven down from the third floor by the enemy.

Early the next morning, Cui Kefu and I went to the observation post again and continued to observe the fighting in the direction of the Capitol. Vladimirov asked with some worry: "Comrade Commander, can we take the Parliament Building today?"

Cui Kefu held the binoculars in both hands and said without looking back: "I don't know!"

I know that today I cannot win the Capitol, but there will be an important historical event, so I kept silent, and raised the telescope like Cui Koff, looked at the Capitol in the fierce battle, and waited patiently for the passage of time. .

At about two o’clock in the afternoon, I saw a red flag rising on the dome on top of the Capitol. I quickly patted Cui Koff’s shoulder and pointed to him: "General Cui Koff, look at him, on the top floor of the parliament building. Our red flag has been raised."

Cui Kefu quickly looked in the direction of my fingers. He quickly saw the red flag, but to make sure he was right, he stared at it for a long time, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Great. Now, I finally put the red flag on the roof of the parliament building."

He turned around, pointed Vladimirov with his finger, and ordered: "Chief of Staff, call Marshal Zhukov and report to him that our army has planted a red flag on the top of the Capitol."

Vladimirov stood still and asked cautiously: "Comrade Commander, the troops that rushed into the Capitol are not just ours. Before we are sure who put the red flag on the roof, Just report to Marshal Zhukov, is this appropriate?"

Vladimirov’s words stunned Cuikov. He just patronized and went happily. He actually forgot the troops fighting in the Capitol, not only the 8th Guards Army, but also the troops of the 3rd Assault Army. . Thinking of this, the muscles on his face twitched violently, then he shook his head and said, "Forget it, let's wait for us to figure it out before reporting to the marshal."

Before we had time to confirm which unit it was, the red flag representing victory was planted on the top floor of the Capitol. Major General Kulakin, the commander of the 35th Guards Division, called and reported to Cui Kefu: "Comrade Commander, there is one The German Lieutenant Colonel Zeifeld, holding a white flag, came to the front of the 1o2 Guards Regiment and said he had come to request a ceasefire negotiation. He had a power of attorney from the German High Command, and he came to discuss the representative of the German High Command to cross the front The time and place. He is at the headquarters of my division at the moment, and he asked us to send him to the higher-level headquarters as soon as possible."

"I see," Cuikov replied: "Comrade Kulakin, please tell the German lieutenant colonel, we agree to negotiate with them, let him and the negotiator of the German High Command, pass the 1o2 Guards Regiment Defense zone, come to the headquarters to negotiate with us."

"Understood, Comrade Commander." Kurakin quickly replied: "I will order the troops to stop shooting immediately and let the German negotiators pass through the defense zone of our division."

Our group returned to Cui Koff's headquarters and waited for the arrival of the German negotiators. I called Zhukov and reported to him that the German army was about to send representatives to negotiate.

After listening to Zhukov, he told me: "Lida, remember that unless the German army is willing to surrender unconditionally, any form of ceasefire and negotiation is unacceptable. Understand?"

When I heard Zhukov say this, I had a very harsh tone and quickly replied: "Understood, Comrade Marshal. Unless the Germans declare unconditional surrender, we will never accept any form of ceasefire or negotiation."

After more than an hour of waiting, the German negotiators finally came to our headquarters. A total of three negotiators came, and walking in the front was a general of medium stature with a few scars on his face. He was followed by a colonel and a captain, and I speculated that the captain walking at the back should be their translator.

After the German general raised his hand to salute us, he began to speak in German. The interpreter standing next to us quickly interpreted to us: "He said that he is General Klebs, Chief of Staff of the German Sixth Army, and was commissioned by Prime Minister Goebbels to negotiate a ceasefire with us."

Knowing that the other party is the chief of the German Army's 6th Army, I quickly reached out and pointed to an empty seat next to me, and said politely: "Please sit down, General Klebs!"

Krebs walked to the position I was referring to, but did not sit down, and continued to speak to us. Invariably, Cui Kefu and I turned to look at the translation, trying to figure out what Krebs was talking about as soon as possible. The translator stared at Krebs with wide eyes, as if he had heard some amazing news.

"Comrade interpreter, where are you staying?" Seeing that the interpreter was standing there did not speak, Cui Kefu couldn't help but urged impatiently: "Hurry up and translate what he said to us."

The translator coughed gently, cleared his throat, and began to translate to us: "Your Excellency General, I should inform you that Adolf Hitler committed suicide in the basement at 1 o'clock in the morning on March 8th!"

After the translation was finished, the whole room fell into silence, and all the Soviet commanders and fighters except me were in shock. I turned my head and looked at Cui Kefu, turning his gaze on me. From his eyes, I saw the question in his heart: "Hitler is dead, is this true?"

I nodded at him slightly, and then ordered: "General Cuikov, please report this news to Marshal Zhukov immediately."

After Trikov left the conference room and walked into the communication room next door, I turned my head and looked at Krebs and asked, "General Klebs, can you tell me where Hitler's body is? To be precise , Where are the bodies of Hitler and his new wife Eva Braun?"

I felt that the interpreter standing beside wanted to translate my words to Krebs immediately, so he raised his hand to stop him~www.novelmt.com~ looked at Krebs and said, "Your Excellency Chief of Staff, I know You used to be a military attache in an embassy in the Soviet Union before. If you can speak fluent Russian, you don’t need to translate our communication anymore, right?”

Krebs was still in shock at the moment. He might not have dreamed it. I actually knew that he knew Russian, and I even knew that Hitler had committed suicide with his new wife Eva Braun. Therefore, after a long time of confusion, he finally said with difficulty: "The bodies of Yuan and his wife have been burned by us with gasoline. 18o liters of gasoline is enough to burn them clean."

Cuikov walked out of the communication room and nodded at me, indicating that Hitler's death had been reported to Zhukov. He didn't hear the conversation I just had with Krebs, so he asked again when he sat down: "How did Hitler die?"

"He took cyanide first, and then shot his mouth with a pistol." Klebs said here, turned his eyes to me, and continued: "Eva Braun died of taking cyanide. Yes, the pistol beside her does not show any signs of being used."

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