One "Marshal! Nikolai? Jakrivich? Comrade Ilin, who has just been confirmed, was killed. The chief of staff, with a gloomy face, said to Budyonny, who was sitting in a chair and smoking.

Budyonny raised his head and looked at his chief of staff: "You mean, our sniper model Nikolai?" Jakrivich? Comrade Yilin...... Killed? ”

The name is all too familiar, and it can be said that it is this name that has been supporting him all these days.

As a Soviet sniper, the opponent used superb shooting to help the Soviet army hold countless defensive lines and building ruins.

If it weren't for him, or the Soviet snipers who died silently, Smolensk would have been lost long ago.

But now, the sniper named Irin has been killed, and their spiritual pillar has fallen.

Although the individual skills are exquisite, in the face of the opponent's firepower and superiority in troops, such a person or several people cannot change the entire battle situation.

"Yes, Comrade Marshal, Comrade Ilyin was killed, he and his assistants were killed." The chief of staff replied gloomily.

Budyonny nodded gloomily and commanded, "Order the troops to continue to defend their positions, we have nothing to do to change the status quo." ”

Although he said so, the chief of staff knew that in fact, he didn't have a very good way to change the entire battle situation before.

What everyone can do in the current city of Smolensk is to help the defenders of Moscow, the capital of the motherland, as much as possible, to buy enough time.

Another piece of news is that the commander of the 4th Army committed suicide...... "As the saying goes, happiness and misfortune do not go alone, and another important commander also chose to end his life at this time."

The whole of Smolensk was shrouded in despair, the death of regimental commanders or division commanders, as well as suicides, happened every day.

However, this is the first time that such a thing has happened to the commander of a group army. It's impossible to think about it a few more times, after all, there are not many commanders of group armies.

"The commander of the 10th Army was killed the day before yesterday...... Today the commander of the 4th Army committed suicide...... More and more old friends are leaving us. Budyonny stood up lonely.

He'd been holding out in Smolensk long enough that he had forgotten what he was still holding onto.

"Now, how many troops can we reach?" Budyonny looked at his chief of staff and asked.

The chief of staff thought for a moment and gave a not very optimistic figure: "We still have about 40,000 troops, scattered in all corners of the city. ”

There are only 40,000 people, and it is obvious that it is impossible to break through or counterattack. These forces are now simply not able to assemble, and they all have their own positions that must be defended.

The Germans were attacking from all sides, and the 40,000 troops were dwindling every minute and every second.

The Soviet troops who were originally encircled in the city of Smolensk numbered about 200,000 men, and if you count the troops near the outskirts, the number could be even higher.

But now, these forces have either been annihilated or surrendered as prisoners. Today, the remaining troops lack ammunition and medicine, and most of them are no longer formed.

Most of the rank and file commanders have been killed, and many of the positions have been filled by soldiers who have been promoted on a temporary basis.

This corps and the remnants of that corps were combined into a makeshift operational cluster, and after only one day of fighting, there was only one regiment left.

"Leave me alone, Comrade Chief of Staff...... Let me be alone for a moment. Budyonny ripped open his collar and spoke to his old partner.

Stalin's death order to Budyonny was that he must live and die with Smolensk. So he had to cut himself off now, after all, Smolensk could change hands at any moment.

"Comrade Marshal! We can hold on more! The troops can hold out for at least two days, no! Three days! The chief of staff said sadly.

Budyonny waved his hand and signaled the other party not to persuade him anymore: "I'm really tired, my time is over." ”

"Comrade Chief of Staff! Comrade Chief of Staff! A division commander hurried into the basement, took one look at Budyonny, and then stopped to report.

"What's the matter? Say! The chief of staff glanced at Marshal Budyonny and ordered: "What exactly is going on?" ”

"The Germans are advancing here, they have armored vehicles and tanks for cover, and damn armored anti-aircraft guns......" replied the division commander, still with dust on his face.

He apparently returned from the front and saw with his own eyes the advancing units of the Germans. These troops stormed along the main streets, relying on their superiority in equipment with impunity.

That damn armored anti-aircraft gun is one of the killer features of the German street fighting troops. It was made up of four 30mm anti-aircraft guns with shields, and the firepower was overwhelming.

Whether it's a barricade or a thick wall, it's a vulnerable target in front of that equipment. As long as the opponent approaches and strafes, the slaughter can be completed.

What's even more depressing is that this thing has also been improved in actual combat, and the Germans have installed iron fist rocket launchers on both wings of the shield, forming a kind of attack platform that integrates projectiles and cannons.

In the case of stronger fortifications, this thing can also be approached enough distance to solve the problem with the installed 4-door Iron Fist Bazooka.

"Hold your ground! The town hall can't let it out! We can't be divided and surrounded, that's the end of it! As soon as the chief of staff heard this, he knew that the Germans were not going to waste time in Smolensk.

As long as the Germans completed the penetration, divide and encircle the Soviet troops in the city of Smolensk. Then the annihilation of these Soviet troops has become a very simple matter.

There was not much to master, and if it was cut again, some troops would probably fall into collapse.

At that time, the superior German army could easily occupy most of the area, and the rest would be almost solved as long as it was covered with artillery.

"Comrade Chief of Staff! All the command here is handed over to you, I hope you can continue to fight for the motherland we love! When the chief of staff was anxious, Budyonny behind him spoke.

"I am the Marshal of the Soviet Union, I cannot be captured by the Germans! So now you can go out, and I'm going to do what I should have done a long time ago. Budyonny pulled out his pistol and said with a blank face.

"Comrade Marshal...... We can hold our ground...... Please ......" The division commander saw the gun in Budyonny's hand and said awkwardly.

"Get out!" Budyonny interrupted his persuasion with a wave of the gun in his hand: "Get out!" All out! ”

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The second is even more served!