The tragic situation of the German army described in the battle report made Stalin, his loving father, both excited and happy, just like a child.
After rummaging through boxes and cabinets for a while, Stalin finally found the capture report that he had just read not long ago from his desk drawer.
This battle report, which was collected by the loving father Comrade Stalin, has some origins. It was not compiled into a book by the Soviet army itself, but was a valuable trophy that the Soviet troops on the front line during the winter counterattack plundered from a German second lieutenant.
To describe it more accurately, this small cowhide book held in the hands of the loving father Comrade Stalin should be said to be a diary, which is more realistic.
"December 21st, Xiaoxue."
"Everything was too late, and we didn't have any heavy artillery support in our hands. They were all left on the way to retreat. They didn't even have a decent anti-tank gun. Our battalion was equipped in this way.
As a so-called temporary reserve, they were thrown into a gap in the position that had just been torn apart by Ivan tanks."
"Of course, those Ivans fired at us with tank guns and machine guns, and the huge infantry group rushed towards us like a tsunami! Although I have not seen what a tsunami looks like with my own eyes, I believe it must be
It’s not as fierce as Ivan’s infantry group charging.”
"Molson's MG34 was frozen to death. It lacked gun oil for winter and therefore could not fire at all. Before long, Ivans smashed into our faces like an iron wall and pushed us all towards
Push back. Almost at the same time as the Ivans drove us away, I found that my MP40 submachine gun had run out of bullets again!"
There are obvious signs of sudden interruption at this point in the diary. It looks like the author was suddenly forced to stop in the middle of writing due to some unexpected event.
After reaching out and turning the page, the German second lieutenant, who obviously did not die suddenly, once again left his last handwriting.
"December 22, heavy snow."
"We were repelled by the Ivans, but now it seems that this is a matter of course. The soldiers began to retreat in large numbers in an disorderly manner. In order to stop this situation, I and several other officers drew their pistols
Try to stop them."
"But all our efforts seemed so feeble. We failed to restore the proper order in this chaos. The scattered soldiers overcame the obstruction of us officers, but any equipment that is slightly inconvenient to carry will cause a drag.
They were all thrown all over the floor, and no one cares whether these equipment will fall into Ivan's hands and turn around to attack us."
"The retreat road was littered with dead horses and broken vehicles, both cars and carriages. Groups of fleeing soldiers who looked like beggars were wrapped in Ivan's dead clothes, the clothes of their dead comrades, and sleeping clothes.
The tattered blanket doesn’t look like the German army in my impression.”
"The limping team moved forward very slowly. It looked like the scene of Napoleon's defeat that we learned in school. Of course, there were no airplanes when Napoleon retreated, and we were attacked by the Iraqis almost every few dozen minutes.
Thousands of attack planes came to visit. Soldiers called those planes that can launch rockets flying tanks or flying T34s. This is a great aircraft."
The diary written at this point once again stopped abruptly and left a blank space, but after just a few lines, another line started again and continued to leave traces.
"We, the survivors of this unprecedented winter catastrophe, now have only one very far-fetched wish: I hope that the head of state can impose the harshest sanctions on those sinners who caused this catastrophe!"
Many German soldiers fighting on the front line did not know that it was the Führer they respected so much who personally issued the order to hold their position that would send them to hell.
However, those German frontline commanders who were mistakenly regarded as the ultimate criminals were willing to do anything and even risk losing their posts to defy Hitler's orders. The most unfair thing in the world is to try to save them.
In the end, people regard themselves as the culprit of everything.
Of course, Guderian, who had been driven home by Hitler to support himself in old age, did not know all of this.
After carefully combining the frontline summary battle report he had just read with the contents recorded in the German second lieutenant's diary, the loving father Comrade Stalin, who was extremely excited in his heart, instantly stood up from his chair and grasped his precious
The corn pipe kept pacing back and forth in the office.
Stalin believed that all things considered together were enough to show that the German army order on the front line had fallen into unprecedented chaos. These poor German soldiers who were about to freeze to death doubted whether they were really as invincible as Goebbels preached.
Unbeatable.
The German soldiers who did not know the real situation complained for no reason about the blind command of the front-line generals, causing the soldiers below to fall into the quagmire of the Winter War and unable to extricate themselves.
Regardless of whether the wishful thinking of these German soldiers who did not know the real situation in Berlin was correct or not, in the eyes of the loving father Comrade Stalin, the Patriotic War, which caused heavy casualties to the Soviet army and was extremely difficult, had indeed entered a new strategic stage.
Thinking of this, the loving and loving Comrade Stalin, who was in a state of excitement, immediately turned around, grabbed the phone on the table, and gave orders without hesitation to the operator who was on call at the other end of the phone.
"Tell Comrade Shaposhnikov to come to my office!"
The orders of the Supreme Leader of the Soviet Union were always carried out vigorously and resolutely.
Less than half an hour later, Marshal Shaposhnikov, the Chief of the General Staff of the Red Army, who had come all the way in a hurry, appeared in front of Stalin.
"Look here, Comrade Shaposhnikov, those Germans have been pushed back by us for at least two hundred kilometers. They are now tired and embarrassed. How do you think we should launch a summer counterattack?"
The arrival of spring does not mean the complete end of winter in the Soviet Union.
It will take at least the end of April to early May for the permafrost, which is several meters deep, to completely thaw. At this stage, the melting snow and ice will make the road too muddy, making large-scale long-distance maneuvers impossible.
Stalin, who was well aware of this situation, did not intend to rush into action before the road conditions completely improved, and Stalin had reason to believe that the Germans would not be able to take the initiative to launch an attack at this time. How to prepare for the upcoming summer counteroffensive?
Being prepared was Stalin's top priority at the moment.