My own war game

Chapter 143 Entering the City
September 9, Southern Region, Kyiv.

The gunfire that had lasted for a month had stopped, and the suburbs of Kiev were eerily quiet.

The weather was a bit gloomy. Outside the city, a large number of earth-brown square formations appeared and moved slowly. They were Soviet soldiers who had lost their command and were handing over their weapons to the German army in large numbers.

这些士兵番号复杂，第5、第6、第12、第26和第37集团军的人都有，交出的武器也是五花八门。

PPSh submachine guns, Mosin-Ganna rifles, Tokarev pistols...all kinds of weapons were piled up into a small mountain, but there was very little heavy firepower among them. Even a slightly larger caliber mortar only appeared once in a while. Not only that, many guns didn't even have bullets.

It can be seen that the Soviet army was in extreme distress at this time.

A stretcher was carried out, and someone escorted a Soviet officer dressed as a political commissar to identify the person.

"Who is he?" A German major general pointed at the cold body on the stretcher and asked the anxious Soviet officer beside him.

"Chief of Staff of the Southwestern Front Tupikov." The Soviet officer took a look and immediately turned his head away.

"Where is Kirponos? Where is Khrushchev?" the German major general grabbed the other's collar and asked.

"No, I don't know..."

"I don't know?" The German major general let go of his hand and called two SS soldiers to "take him to the southwest forest!"

"No, no, no! I won't go! I won't go!" The Soviet officer struggled hard. There had been gunshots coming from the forest in the southwest for the past two days, and everyone knew what was going on there.

"General Kirponos and his men broke out to the west, and the others should be with him. That's all I know, so please!" The frightened guy collapsed to the ground.

"West, towards Lochvita?" the major general muttered to himself.

boom! ! !
Gunshots were heard and a section of the branch above the major general was broken off. A few leaves fell down, causing no harm but just scaring him.

"Over there! There's a gunman!" the guard shouted and chased in one direction. Soon the sound of a submachine gun was heard in the woods, and it was quiet again in less than a minute.

The major general stepped on the ground covered with fallen leaves. Two young attackers were lying on the ground with bullet holes all over their bodies. They were no longer breathing. One of them had very long hair and was obviously a woman.

Someone handed the attacker his weapon, an old-fashioned Berdani rifle with the sight worn out, a type of rifle that had been obsolete 20 years ago.

With old weapons and inexperienced shooters, this was almost a suicide attack, but the major general's eyes showed admiration.

The major general glanced at the dead man on the ground, then glanced at the Soviet officer huddled beside him and cursed in a low voice, "Coward!"

"Notify His Excellency Guderian that we are ready to enter the city."

"General, according to the command yesterday, all officers must be questioned before entering the city." A second lieutenant reminded.

"Whose order? I don't remember any Gestapo accompanying the army." The major general sneered.

"It was suggested by the Adjutant General's Office and approved by His Excellency Guderian himself. It was said to be for the purpose of identifying possible saboteurs."

Hearing that it was Guderian who approved it personally, the major general held back and did not complain again.

"Okay, when do we start? We need to save precious time."

"It has already started. They are now..."

Before the subordinate finished speaking, the sound of an engine was heard behind them. A Horch 901 off-road vehicle stopped behind them, and sitting in it was General Guderian.

"Goodson, my chief of staff, what are you doing here?" Guderian spoke first. "Sir, didn't you order the personnel screening and search? I am just waiting..."

"Forget that order. We are in a time crunch and need to start work immediately. Goodson, take your men and go into the city with me!" Guderian ordered others.

"Yes, as you wish, sir!" Goodson nodded, then looked at the general's car with a puzzled expression on his face.

This was not the first time that the general had no guards following him. In the past, Sir Guderian would also suddenly decide to let his adjutant drive him to inspect the troops.

But today the situation is a little different.

There were four other people in the Horch 901 off-road vehicle, only one of whom he knew. That person was an ordinary staff officer in the adjutant's office. Under normal circumstances, he was not qualified to travel with the general. The others were obviously women. What was even more striking was that from their appearance, they were all Slavs.

Why is that?
"Excuse me, sir, but how many people are in this car?" The major general chose his words carefully.

"I have sent Dawson to perform other tasks, and the security personnel from Berlin are following him." Guderian explained casually and changed the subject.

"Security personnel?" Goodson looked at the women and didn't understand what they could do.

"Tania, show me," Guderian said to the youngest girl.

The girl nodded, put down the half-eaten apple in her mouth, pulled out a rifle expressionlessly, and then aimed at the distance.

boom! boom! boom!
After three shots, white fluffy flowers flew up a hundred meters away, and several dandelions blooming in the wild were accurately hit.

Hiss! So amazing!

Hitting the flowers swaying in the wind from a distance of 100 meters, and firing three times in a row, this skill is extremely rare even among the elite German army.

Although the two women behind did not take action, they probably have their own unique skills.

No wonder she was sitting behind the admiral. She was indeed an elite sent by Berlin. As for her identity as a Slav woman, the major general didn't care. After all, the Third Reich was in its heyday, and it was normal for people of other nationalities to serve.

Well, as long as they're not Jewish.

"Okay, sir, please go this way, our people will lead the way!" The chief of staff showed an expression of realization on his face and called on the guards to clear the way.

Under the guidance of the chief of staff, the Horch 901 off-road vehicle drove into the city and entered the Glebkovy Museum, which served as a temporary command post, amid the anxious gazes of the surrounding residents.

"I was so nervous just now that I almost thought I couldn't get through it." The staff officer who was driving nearby whispered to "Guderian".

"Shut up, you are my driver and assistant now, how could you possibly talk to me on your own initiative." He Chi pressed down the brim of his hat and then asked in a low voice.

"How long has it been?"

"About half an hour has passed." The staff officer looked at his watch nervously.

"Be more precise!"

"32 minutes and 52 seconds"

"Well, okay!" He Chi, who was dressed up as Guderian, touched the suitcase under the table and chair and knocked it inconspicuously.

There was a faint sound of mechanical turning.

(End of this chapter)