328 Bagration
"I'm the chief of operations of the Southwest Front, how did I become the commander of the front?" The commander of the 1st Baltic Front, Colonel-General Baglamion, stood in front of an operational map and fell into deep thought. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
A year ago, when the Germans invaded, Baglamiyan was just a colonel, serving as chief of operations in the General Staff of the Southwestern Front.
He was originally unknown, but after the arrival of a person, his fate changed a lot. The young commissar of the front army showed him a rare amount of importance and gave an excellent evaluation of this colonel, who was extremely talented in military affairs.
In just one year, the young commissar used his influence in the army to provide Baghramyan with promotion opportunities and training opportunities again and again, and in the end he lived up to the expectations of the young commissar, won victory in battle after battle, and made immortal military achievements.
By the end of 1942, the General Staff of the Soviet Red Army reorganized troops of all front levels. At the recommendation of the young commissar, Manturov, Baglamiyan was exceptionally promoted to commander of the 1st Baltic Front, with the rank of general, making him one of the fastest-promoted generals in the Soviet military.
The 1st Baltic Front consisted of 4 army groups with a total strength of 450,000 troops. Although the scale of this front army is small, it uses the latest and most advanced equipment of the Soviet Union and is equipped with the latest radio communication system!
However, the resources of the state are not given in vain, and the troops with the best equipment and the most complete communications equipment are often responsible for the most important tasks!
As for what this mission is, only a few people in the entire group army know that only when the team is assembled, the content of the mission will be revealed below, and then there will be an unprecedented battle.
In the darkness of night, camouflaged tanks sped down the highway to reach their intended attack positions as fast as they could.
Millions of Red Army soldiers arrived at their designated positions one after another to make final preparations for the battle, some were conducting final drills, and some were taking the lead in the night, venturing into minefields to dismantle mines laid by the Germans.
None of them knew what they were going to do next (for the sake of secrecy, only the top brass of the military knew what the offensive plan was about), only that they were about to go to war, that they were going to fight for their country, for their homeland, for their loved ones, for their Soviet Motherland!
When the team was assembled, the front-line commanders, including Baghramyan, began to explain the content of the mission to their subordinates.
Prior to this, most of the soldiers and junior officers involved in the operation did not know anything about the content of the operation, and only two or three people were involved in the planning of all front-line action plans, which were hand-drawn by the front-line commanders themselves and then reported to the High Command.
A million-dollar battle is about to begin!
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At the same time, in Moscow, a general of the Red Army, a member of the Supreme High Command, actually enjoyed a rare leisure time like an outsider.
"Vorodya, why did you just end up there?" Katia stepped out of the bathroom, her whole body filled with an intoxicating scent.
"Me?" Manturov remembered the time between the inspection of the Palace of Soviets and the meeting of Katya, "I went to inspect the ZIS automobile plant just now, and when I went back, I went to sit at my friend's new house. What happened after that, you should have guessed as well. ”
"Why are you so idle today?" Katia lay down beside Manturov and said sarcastically in a cold tone.
"I can't help it, I'm too productive. The day's work was completed in only half a day. In front of Katya, Manturov spoke without scruples.
At this moment, he has let go of his identity as a secretary of the Secretariat of the Central Committee, as a husband, a traverser, and talks freely beside his woman.
Katia gave the man a blank look, "Your skin is thicker than the armor of a battleship, and no shell can penetrate it." ”
"Really?" Manturov took out his matching gun from the bedside table, "You can try this and see if you can wear it?" If you can't beat it, then go to Kubinka (tank test base) to test it. ”
"You ......" Katia kicked Manturov with her slender white legs in defiance. Just as she was about to launch a second wave of attacks, a pair of large hands were already pressing against the snow mounds on her chest, rubbing them vigorously.
Katia, who was not willing to be defeated, wrapped her long legs around the opponent's body and grasped the initiative on the battlefield. Before Manturov could react, a pair of white arms had already "strangled" his neck tightly, so that he lost the opportunity to resist.
Manturov, who had lost his dominance, could only hug Katia's delicate body, kiss her snow-white skin, and smell the faint fragrance emanating from her body. Surrounded by a heavy siege, he found a breakthrough in the opponent's defensive line. He concentrated his forces and launched several attacks towards that point.
Katia let out one gasp after another, but she was strong enough to never beg for mercy. Even so, the line was finally broken through under Manturov's onslaught, but his forces were also squeezed, and the two sides finally shook hands and made a precious peace.
"Listen to my friend, you plan to build the Third Ring Road in Moscow and expand the city of Moscow?" Manturov said to the woman snuggled in his arms.
"Yes, I did bring it up, what do you think?"
"At present, the development of Moscow's urban areas is basically saturated, there is not much land available for development in the city, and it is an inevitable trend to expand outward, and I can help you fight for this.
However, I still have some reservations about the project of Moscow's Third Ring Road, which is too expensive but too costly. Let's wait until cars become popular. ”
"Well, I think so too. But the plan for the expansion of the Moscow city is our own business of the Moscow Municipal Committee, and there is no need for you, the secretary of the Central Secretariat, to interfere. Katia was as strong as ever, and she never sought Manturov's help in her work, believing it to be a sign of weakness.
"Okay, then I won't interfere, don't blame me if you can't win it."
Katya looked at Manturov's deep eyes and said, "By the way, you don't seem to care much about military affairs recently, have you encountered something wrong?" ”
Manturov stared at Katia's beautiful eyes, the two pairs of eyes looked at each other, and conveyed warmth to each other through their eyes, "You're worrying too much.
Now the trajectory of history has changed a lot because of me, and my historical memory can no longer have much impact on the war situation from now on, and military matters are still left to professional soldiers such as Zhukov and Vasilevsky. Their military capabilities are much stronger than mine. ”
In fact, there is another reason why Manturov does not care about the military, he is worried that his excessive involvement in the military will arouse Stalin's disgust, make people feel that they have too much military power, and become the next object to be "balanced".