"Where am I?" When he opened his eyes, Govorov saw a large and bright room.

The window is bright and sunny, the inside of the room is white walls, quite beautifully painted, and there are water glasses on the table in the distance, which is quite chic.

Then, he saw a nurse with a smile on her face, looking at him with a folder on her face.

"Where am I?" His lips were dry, and Govorov asked weakly, speaking with difficulty.

"You're still in Kyiv, but now it's occupied by the Germans." The little girl replied with a smile.

As soon as she finished speaking, the door was pushed open from the outside. Several officers in black SS uniforms walked in, followed by several servicemen in gray-green Wehrmacht officers' uniforms.

"Good morning! Marshal Govorov. One of the SS officers at the head smiled and took off the hat above his head, revealing his blonde hair.

The officers who could serve as SS officers were undoubtedly purebred Germanic people. They pride themselves on having blonde hair and are both tall in stature.

The news of the Soviet Union's promotion of General Govorov to the rank of Marshal of the Soviet Union was also heard on the radio.

So the news of Govorov's promotion was heard by the German top a few days ago. They knew Govorov's identity, which was the highest rank among the Soviet officers they had captured alive.

It is said that on the day of the German assault on Kiev, after Govorov was blown to the ground by a grenade thrown in, the Germans occupied it.

As luck for Govorov, the grenade did not fatally injure him, but only broke one of his ribs and wounded his limbs.

And several officers who stood with him were unlucky, they were all hit by shrapnel and died of anger before they could be rescued.

German medics at the front saved the unconscious Govorov and brought him to safety.

Fearing the aggravation of his injuries, the commander-in-chief of Army Group D, Marshal Bok, did not order Govorov to be returned to the wolf's den, but was placed in Kiev on the spot.

This is definitely a big fish, for the first time since the start of the war, a marshal of the Soviet Union has been captured, so it is natural to plan carefully for such a powerful news.

It was inevitable that Goebbels would be handed over to the operation, which is why the SS would intervene in this matter.

Originally, the Wehrmacht captured Govorov, and the Wehrmacht had the right to dispose of this prisoner. But it was an unwritten rule that all prisoners should be handed over to the SS, not to mention that Goebbels also named this Govorov to use to launch a propaganda offensive.

The result was as it is now, with a section of the SS coming out to interrogate Govorov and Wehrmacht officers to be jurified......

"Why didn't I die?" Govorov felt pain in his chest, and he felt as if his limbs were hurting.

Some injuries were in the shoulder, some in the arm, and some in the leg - now he can't seem to even do a lot of movement.

"You're lucky you didn't hurt yourself...... The shrapnel has been removed, but recovery will take some time. The SS officer replied with a smile.

"Why don't you let me die?" Govorov looked at the ceiling and asked in a calm whisper.

"Why die? Isn't it good to be alive? We need capable people like you, and you don't have to sacrifice your life for the sake of a dying red country. With a demagogic voice, the SS officer walked the way.

He is specially trained, including his voice, which is carefully selected. He has a lot of experience in inducing others.

As long as he enlightened, even the recalcitrant Jews were willing to renounce their faith and throw themselves into the warm embrace of the German nation in the Third Reich.

After just a slight pause, he continued to comfort Govorov softly: "Soon, Russia will be liberated, your family will be reunited with you, and the evil Stalin will be eliminated......"

"I'm not going to work with you......" Govorov said, his eyes still fixed on the ceiling, and he said without squinting.

"It's okay, we can wait for you to change your mind. Our victory was predestined, and you'll soon find out. "Not arrogant or impatient, the SS officer's magnetic voice is still peaceful.

It's like the kind old man in the neighbor's house next door, amiable like the sun outside the window.

Lying in front of him, Govorov stopped talking, allowing the brainwashed SS officer to whisper slowly beside him.

The two people seemed to be fighting fiercely on another level, fighting brutally on the battlefield where there was no smoke or fire, and on the spiritual battlefield.

The morning sun was tilting a little, and it was almost time for lunch, but Govorov still had no intention of speaking.

It was as if he were a mute, just quietly listening to the German officers chattering to themselves.

And the German officer was obviously not simple, from the time he entered the door until now, he had not even drunk a sip of water.

After another hour, the SS officer stood up and whispered back with a smile on his face: "Maybe you haven't figured it out yet, but it doesn't matter, I'll come back tomorrow." My name is Wilhelm Herner, and it's a pleasure to meet you, Marshal Govorov. ”

Finally, Govorov's eyes moved, and he leaned over to look at the officer named Herner, and did not speak.

After closing the door to Govorov's ward, Herner took a handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Seeing the surprised gazes of his subordinates, Herner smiled bitterly and whispered, "What a difficult opponent...... It's the first time I've seen someone like that. ”

"He's starting to stop eating...... "In the afternoon, an officer walked into Herner's office and reported bad news.

Herner's office was at the end of the corridor, and he had actually come to Kyiv for Govorov.

Hearing this, Herner frowned. Obviously, this Govorov's uncooperative attitude annoyed him a little.

The other party keenly chose an option that he was most afraid of - escape! Using death to escape his attacks is arguably the most powerful and effective way to resist.

Because Herner is confident that as long as the other party does not die, within a week, he will definitely compromise with him.

On September 8, Govorov died in a hospital room in Kiev by refusing to eat. With a tragic death, he rewarded Stalin, who promoted him to marshal.

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