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Four hundred and fifty-four. Special operations team?

At this point, Timuxin Ge no longer believes that his troops can have any possibility of breaking through.

All the Germans are everywhere, and all the breakthroughs are surrounded and there is no gap to be drilled.

What's even more terrifying is that even without infantry attacks, the German planes and cannons were enough to give the Soviet army the most violent killing.

Faced with such a situation, Marshal Timuxin really couldn't find any solution.

Even when the weapons are seriously behind the enemy, the combat quality is seriously behind the enemy, and even the battle is gradually lost, even the Skeleton Baron commands the Soviet army here, he is still powerless.

Battle**, this is the most critical, but Timuxin Ge cannot see anything

The German army continued to launch a fierce attack, one wave higher than the other, and the fierce attack was simply suffocating.

The artillery fire kept weakening the Soviet army's resistance, and casualties increased every minute and every second.

From despair to another despair, from Timuxinge to any commander of the Soviet army below, from regiment commanders, battalion commanders, and then to ordinary soldiers, each of them was ready for a complete failure.

Moscow is also ready for this

The German and Soviet high-level commands both received news that Moscow was promoting the great "victory" of Timushingo and recalling the first half of Marshal Timushingo's life, how much contribution it made to the Soviets.

Comrade Stalin even praised Marshal Temuxin for being the greatest military commander that has appeared in Russia in the past three hundred years.

The supreme leader of the Soviet Union gave this praise to Brother Timuxin, which was actually conveying the strongest signal to Marshal Temuxin:

Death in Kharkov, don’t come back and your death will win you unlimited honor, but living will be an embarrassing thing for everyone.

Marshal Timuxine knew that he had been abandoned by Moscow, and even Moscow had his head pressed with a pistol.

Who would be willing to be such a situation? But who can have any choice in such a situation?

"Comrade Chief of Staff, if the enemy hits me, please shoot me to death with one shot." Marshal Timuxin looked at his chief of staff Volvok calmly: "Maybe this is the last order I have given to you!"

"No, I will never do this!" Volvok shook his head calmly: "I will not kill the commander I admire with my own hands, but I will do my best to rescue you! Comrade Berekov, the commander of the Guard Brigade!"

"Here, Comrade Chief of Staff!" Major General Berekov, the commander of the Guard Brigade, walked in.

"How is the situation outside?"

"Comrade Chief of Staff, the German army is making breakthroughs from several directions. I have to say that we may not be able to hold on for much time."

"Then, I will give you a glorious mission!" Volvok's expression was so serious: "Before the enemy completes the breakthrough, I must ask you to take the commander out of Kharkov!"

Berekov stood straight: "Yes, Comrade Chief of Staff, even if the entire guard brigade was killed in battle, I will definitely take Comrade Commander out."

At this time, a huge explosion came from outside with a "boom" sound.

On April 26, 1942, the German army launched a final attack on Kharkov's besieged Soviet army.

This attack can only be described as "unstoppable and invincible".

The Soviet army, which lost all its supplies and had no ammunition and food, also lost its will to resist.

Even if there is still some resistance, it is just sloppy and perfunctory

The Germans tasted their victorious fruits in big mouthfuls. Now, after hard sowing, the harvest season has come.

On the position opposite them, in the eyes of the German soldiers, it was not the enemy, but the ripe crops, golden rice, waiting for them to harvest.

What a pleasant thing.

The planes sang happily in the air, the cannons played the battlefield symphony lightly, and the soldiers happily moved their cheerful dances on the battlefield.

The feast - begins! A German carnival that the Russians will never forget!

While the German army launched the final general offensive, the guard brigade commanded by Major General Berekov also began a task that seemed unlikely to be completed:

Take Comrade Timuxinge - break through!

In such a dense encirclement, there is almost no hope of breaking through, unless a miracle can happen.

The Soviet army in the Guard Brigade was absolutely loyal. Each of them carried enough ammunition and was covered with grenades. They were ready:

Die with the enemy!

Even if all the guard brigades were killed, they must protect the commander and rush out.

In fact, no one even thinks they can succeed, but who says miracles cannot happen?

Gunshots rang out densely on the battlefield.

The Soviet army kept falling down in pieces and falling shells roaring, bombing everything around them crazily

Berekov didn't pay attention to these things at all, and no matter how many people died, they had nothing to do with him.

Breakthrough and protect the commander to break out, this is the only thing he wants to do!

Night may be the best way to cover

Sharp gunfire kept sounding, and the guard brigade successfully broke through several enemy positions with a spirit.

But Berekov would never forget how these positions broke through. The brave soldiers directly pulled out the grenades and the enemy died together, as if they were cutting through his heart with a knife.

Another German position appeared in front of him. The guard brigade immediately entered the attack without any hesitation.

The German machine guns swept out like a whirlwind, and the charge Russians fell down like a whirlwind.

One piece, then another piece

The enemy's firepower here is too dense. The guard brigade rushed out twice, but it was impossible to rush out. So far, they have lost two-thirds of their troops.

There is no more hope. Berekov clearly saw this. Temusingo and Volvok also clearly saw this.

"You have done your best, Comrade Berekov"

Brother Temuxin was about to comfort his subordinates when someone hurried over and said, "Comrade Commander, a team of comrades from the Special Operations Team of the General Administration of Security came. They were wearing German uniforms, and we almost opened fire. They stopped us loudly."

"Special Operations Team of the State Administration of Security?" Brother Temuxin was stunned. He had never heard of this organization.

There were about twenty "Russians" who came, and their German uniforms and steel helmets made them look really like a group of German soldiers.

The young officer in charge was wearing the rank of captain of the German army: "I am Major Laskimir of the Special Operations Team of the General Administration of Security. I came to rescue Comrade Timuxine on the order of Comrade Stalin! Our operation team was temporarily established!"

As soon as this sentence was spoken, everyone's hearts pounded wildly Comrade Stalin, Comrade Stalin! The supreme leader did not forget Marshal Temuxin!

Marshal Timuxin was also very moved that he had made a mistake in Comrade Stalin.

"Don't worry, my people's weapons have been confiscated by yours, Major General!" Raskimir glanced at Berekov and showed his hands, indicating that he had no weapons in his hand.

"Comrade Laskimir, thank you for your efforts. This is Marshal Timushin!"

"Hello, Comrade Commander!"

"Hello, Comrade Laskimir." Temusin nodded: "The Germans are surrounded so closely, how did you come in?"

"Comrade Commander, we discovered a loophole in the Germans. But that loophole will soon be noticed by the Germans, so please break through with me immediately."

"Vulnerability? Are there any loopholes in the Germans?" Berekov frowned.

"Yes, it's impossible for the Germans to have no flaws in such a big battlefield." Raskimir looked around: "Time is very tight. Comrade General, if you don't believe me, you can kill me anytime and anywhere, but this is some last chance for Comrade Commander!"

Brother Timuxin didn't seem to think much at this time: "So what should other people do?"

"They may have to be here," Raskimir sighed: "Comrade Stalin said that your value is worth equal to one or even two armies. If you fail, we can start again."

A warm current rose in Temuxine's heart, and he nodded to Volvok.

Volvok then said, "Comrade Berekov, please return their weapons to Comrade Laskimir and his team members."

"So, please come with us."

Laskimir, who had regained his weapon, quickly disappeared into the darkness with Timuxine and others.

"Marson, I'm back." Guo Yunfeng stood in front of Wang Weiyi and said calmly.

"Ah, our Comrade Laskimir is back." A smile appeared on the corner of Wang Weiyi's mouth: "How is it, Comrade Laskimir, have your commander escorted out?"

"Yes, the escort was escorted out. Comrade Commander, Comrade Chief of Staff, and what is that name? Ah, Comrade Berekov, I have successfully sent them out of the encirclement."

"It's done well, Comrade Laskimir." Wang Weiyi laughed loudly: "This is better than the divisions that annihilated the Russians."

As he said that, he stopped smiling and said slowly:

"Brother Timuxin has left. Now, let's end all the battles here!" (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!)
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