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North of the city of Buzeu, forty kilometres from the city of Toplicini.

Entering from the north of the city, and walking out of the south of the city, a marching procession wearing green military uniforms and green steel helmets, looking from the sky and green from head to toe, was marching through the city of Topliceni.

Soviet infantrymen marched the streets in five-man rows, carrying large sausage-shaped bags of dry rations and rifles and submachine guns on their backs.

On both sides of the street, the natives clinged to the walls, hiding behind the windows of the houses on both sides of the street, or hiding in the dark alleys, with a hatred for the unshaven beards, the smell of sweat in their uniforms, and the dusty leather boots on their feet.

Sensing the unkindness in the gaze of the Romanian natives, the Soviet infantry in the ranks simply avoided it, and their attention fell more on the Gaas-61-40 convertible on the right side of the street.

In the convertible, four officers in blue-gray shirts and large-brimmed blue hats were twisting their necks and staring at them fiercely.

On the right arm of the four officers hung an oval badge with an oval gold coil embroidered on the outer edge, in which was a shining golden logo of a sickle and axe, and a long sword with the tip downwards and passed behind the emblem.

The distinctive blue military uniform, as well as the insignia on the right arm, indicate the identity of the four officers, who were members of the well-known NKVD (Internal Guard Unit of the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the USSR).

In the passenger seat of an convertible, the hero of the capture of the Iasi railway bridge. Villeen. Captain Schunezel surveyed the march in front of him, then turned his head and nodded to the two henchmen sitting in the back seat.

The two ensigns hurriedly filled out the forms in their notebooks. Fill in the word qualified in the column of military appearance and military appearance.

After capturing the Iasi railway bridge, Schunezel's troops served as bridge guards at the railway bridge for two days, and then received an order to hand over the protection of the bridge to the army, and he led his troops south with the army as far as Bucharest, the capital of Romania.

In addition to rushing to the road, he and his subordinates were tasked with cooperating with the political work departments of various troops. Rectify military discipline along the roads and crack down on those who looted finances. Outlaws who harassed women and tarnished the image of the Soviet army.

In the eyes of Schunezel, the military discipline of this marching team belonging to the 113th Infantry Division is quite serious, at least for now, it may be on the roadside north of the city. The bodies of the two thugs who had been hanged by him and his men for raping local women served as a deterrent.

The horrific sight of two soldiers hanging from a tree on the side of the road, wearing the same uniforms, with their heads lowered and their mouths wide open, their long tongues stuck out like wolfdogs, and the wooden sign hanging from their chests that read, "I am a rape-criminal, I deserve to die", would dispel the thoughts that should not have arisen in their minds.

I hope that the good appearance of this army can be maintained to the front line, and not let yourself waste energy on your own people.

The two lieutenants had just put down their pens, and Schunezel was about to order the driver to start the car and follow the large army out of the city and south. There was a sudden commotion in the street.

The soldiers walked in the march, looking up at the southern sky.

Schunezel's right ear twitched a few times, and a faint roar was heard. Then look up to the south.

Soon, the four planes drilled a thin white cloud, and the black and white iron cross logo under the wings flashed into Schonezer's telescope.

Gunfire rang out around the city, and the four German bombers were instantly surrounded by countless gray gunpowder smoke of various sizes.

Schunezel saw four planes flying over the city, but he didn't have the slightest posture to dodge.

Along the way, he had figured out the number of German bombers.

Fear of accidentally injuring Romanians in the city. German bombers would not have bombed large and densely populated cities, even if they did. Nor will just four bombers be sent.

Scattering leaflets, conducting a boring psychological offensive, the purpose of these four bombers coming here is definitely this, there will be no other explanation.

After a few moments, Honezel saw countless colorful flyers fluttering in the sky, and these leaflets fell like snowflakes, as if the snow season had arrived early.

Schunezel glanced at the march in the street, where the soldiers and officers in the ranks noticed that the enemy planes had dropped leaflets rather than bombs, and the panic on their faces dissipated with curiosity, and the pace of the march under their feet was steady.

Leaflets crackled and fell on rooftops, on the streets, and in the crowds, even on the top and shoulders of Schunezel.

Picking up a flyer casually, Schunezel glanced at the contents of the flyer, and his thick sword eyebrows were raised.

The 8th Mechanized Army and the 15th Mechanized Army fought a great defeat in the city of Buzeu, the 15th Mechanized Army was routed, and the remnants of the 8th Mechanized Army were surrounded in the city of Buzeu and were about to be annihilated.

Buzeu, isn't this the next city you're going to? I didn't expect to be surrounded by enemies, and maybe I would have to fight a big battle there.

Skipping the meaningless remarks in the middle of the essay that the war was unjust and bound to lose, Schunezel quickly grasped the three key words at the end of the article.

Guderian, Heinz. Feng. Rosen and the Fifth Panzer Army.

This was important information that had to be kept, and Honezel carefully folded the leaflet and put it in his pocket.

"Look at this? They are insulting our General Secretary. The driver handed a flyer to Schunezel.

Schunezel took the leaflet, and saw a picture on it.

Behind him, the Q version of Comrade Stalin stood in the middle, Romania's Antonescu and Hungary's Admiral Horti stood on either side, triumphantly stepping on Stalin's high hips, and three sharp swords in their hands pointed directly at Stalin's head.

Schunezel casually crumpled the leaflet in his hand and threw it to the ground, and then shouted: "No one is allowed to keep such leaflets insulting the General Secretary, and anyone who finds that they have kept leaflets will be sent to the military justice department for the crime of collaborating with the enemy." ”

Schunezel also picked up a tin megaphone and shouted at the marching ranks in the streets.

Seeing the blue military uniform on Schunezel's body and hearing Schunezel's shout, the infantrymen looked at the leaflets in their hands again, as disgusted as if they had seen stool.

They threw away the leaflets in their hands one after another, and continued their march south with neat steps under the shouts of the officers.

Seeing that the infantry had heeded the advice and had not kept the leaflets privately, he had just put down the megaphone when out of the corner of his eye he saw the local natives bending over and picking up a lot of leaflets on the ground, as if they were made of gold leaf.

I can manage the army, but I can't control the Romanian natives, and they must report this matter to their superiors, and the Germans' insults to the general secretary must be dealt with.

Schunezel patted the driver on the shoulder and said, "To go to the communications office, we must contact our superiors." ”

While Schunezel was struggling to preserve the glorious image of Comrade General Secretary, the expression on Stalin's face in the Kremlin was as "spring-warm" and "vibrant" as the weather outside.

Stalin smoked his pipe and unleashed second-hand smoke in the conference room, conveying joy to everyone in the room through the lingering second-hand smoke.

"The intelligence coming from the front has confirmed that Guderian has indeed reached Romania. The Romanian Bolshevi party members lurking in Bucharest did see the presence of cutting-edge German armored units entering Bucharest, and the presence of the Fifth Panzer Army was confirmed. Our Thunderstorm Plan has been an initial success, and the Southern Front, although it has encountered some setbacks in the Buzeu area, is still acceptable. ”

Seeing that Stalin did not pursue the defeat of the Southern Front in the area of Buzeu, the commander-in-chief of the battle of the Southwestern Front, Marshal Budyonny secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Stalin exhaled another puff of white smoke and continued: "The comrades of the Southwestern Front behaved very well, much better than I had imagined, and they managed to break through the line of defense on the Carpathians and enter the Great Hungarian Plain, which must be commended. Dear Comrade Budyonny, you ask the command of the Southwestern Front to immediately come up with a list of meritorious personnel and send it to me as soon as possible, especially the 1st Airborne Army, and I will award them the title of Guards. ”

Seeing that Stalin was in a good mood, Zhukov took the initiative to ask: "Although we have successfully mobilized the German army, attracting a large number of German troops to leave the Panther Line and go south to Romania and Hungary, and even famous generals like Guderian and Manstein have been transferred to Romania, our original plan has been unable to be implemented.

The pace of the march of the South-Western Front lagged behind the Southern Front by at least a week, the troops of the Southern Front were blocked on the line of Bucharest and Ploiesti, and the two fronts, in a pincer offensive, met at Tamešburg in northwestern Romania, and the plan to encircle all enemy forces in Romania had failed. ”

Marshal Budyonny followed and said: "Comrade Zhukov is right, although Guderian and the Fifth Panzer Army have entered Romania, where are the first four Panzer armies of the Germans? Surely they are still hiding behind the Panther lines and plotting an attack on our territory, and I would also suggest that a backup battle plan be activated to put pressure on the Germans to draw more of their forces into Hungary and Romania for a decisive battle with us. ”

Stalin smiled and said: "You are right, since the original plan has been frustrated, of course we have to change the battle plan. To fight the Germans, we had to give full play to the power of our wit, not just brute force. I agree to use the backup plan, you go and prepare it right away, I wait for your good news. Remember, artillery is the god of war, we have an endless supply of cannons and shells, don't be too stingy, pour our steel on the heads of the Germans as much as possible. (To be continued)