If he had a choice, Lin Jun would not have chosen Minsk as the city to fight to the death against the Germans - it does not have an incomparably sacred status like Moscow; It's not like Leningrad either, that's Lenin's city! Even Stalingrad cannot be compared, the city named after the commander-in-chief has a special meaning, not to mention that the Volga River guarantees that Stalingrad will not be threatened from behind, and a large river also gives all the commanders and fighters of the Red Army the determination to fight to the death!

Minsk is surrounded by plains, with only the Belarusian hills in the north, but the entire city is surrounded by a flat river, which is conducive to offensive rather than defensive. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info But since the battle has come to this, the battle line has been relatively fixed, and both the Soviet and German sides are accumulating strength - the east of Minsk is basically an unimpeded plain, and if the German army is allowed to pass over the "Stalin Line", it is possible that by the end of the year, there will be a battle to defend Moscow!

What if you don't have a choice? Then hit! With the support of the defensive line, Minsk will become an unshakable and strong fortress, and the whole city will become a fortress!

The damage caused by the war can also be seen in the air, which is the scar left by the Luftwaffe air raid some time ago, but the German planes have not come in the past few days, and they are probably moving the airfield to accumulate strength. To the south of the airport should be the Air Force Hospital, where my lover should be.

The drastic turn in the tide of the war put a stop to the process of awarding Vukinskaya the title of "Hero of the Soviet Union" - no one had been awarded that supreme honor for a month, and the Supreme High Command simply had no energy to deal with these issues.

The group of planes approached the airport sky, and Lin Jun connected to the airport tower: "I'm 02, requesting to land." ”

"Hello, Fleet 02, landing permitted, runway 1. Ground winds are easterly at 1.5 meters per second. "The sound of the tower is very clear.

"Understood!" With a slight press on the joystick, Lin Jun's fighter plane landed first.

The camouflage net on the airport was full of planes, not only fighter jets, but also transport planes, and it was busy. With the engine turned off and the propeller still spinning, the mechanic ran up and helped open the cockpit.

As soon as he took off his flight cap, Lin Jun, who jumped out of the cockpit, saw two old subordinates - Major General Kobets, commander of the Air Force of the Western Front, and Sergei, who had been promoted to commander of the 1st Guards Fighter Division.

The two of them saluted Lin Jun in unison: "Hello, Comrade Marshal!" ”

Because of the presence of other officers and the specific situation of the current environment, the two did not call Lin Jun the habitual "captain", and after returning the salute, Lin Jun gave each of the two old subordinates a bear hug.

Other officers were introduced, including comrades from the Air Force, and people from the Western Front Command, but no other high-ranking officers: this was for the sake of secrecy, and the second was because now Lin Jun would not be happy that half of the people from the Western Front Command and Zhukov had left their work to greet him, and all red tape would save money.

"Good job." Lin Jun's words to Kobetz came from the bottom of his heart, and the war has been fought so far, and the Western Front and the Luftwaffe have fought on a par, and Kobetz has contributed a lot to it.

"In the service of the Soviets." For many years, Kobets didn't have to "snap" to say this, but just said very calmly that it was his duty.

Lin Jun patted his subordinates on the shoulder, turned around and asked, "Sergei, where is your headquarters?" ”

"Right here, Captain. I have a brigade here. ”

"How many are there?!"

"108." Sergei knew what Lin Jun was asking.

"World record! Well done! ”

Sergei was about to smile on his face, he is now a real number one ace in the world! The empty places on the fuselage are all stuffed with red stars, and 3 days ago, the mechanic had to work on the appearance of his landline again, clearing out more places and preparing to draw red stars.

"Captain, Comrade Zhukov just called and said that if you are not in a hurry, you can go to the hospital first, there is no major situation there at present." Kobets heard that Sergei was already calling the captain with an affectionate title, so he didn't need to call Comrade Marshal a little awkwardly.

"Go to the front headquarters first, and then go back to see your sister-in-law."

Lin Jun is not as old as two of his subordinates, but Vukinskaya is two years older than Kobets, and this "sister-in-law" is not wrong - just kidding, even if you miss it, you can't run to see your wife first.

Half an hour later, Lin Jun was already standing in front of the huge sand table in the war room of the front army with Zhukov, and Zhukov reported to Lin Jun the latest situation of friend and foe.

"Zhukov, I'm not too worried about the whole line, the Germans are no longer in France where they can penetrate at will, and if they dare to make a pincer breakthrough from both flanks, we can also break it. But Minsk is not a suitable city for defense, what are you preparing for? ”

"We do not expect that the Germans will risk being surrounded by our armored forces and attack from both flanks, and that this part of the city will be the main direction of attack of the Germans. Looking at the entire front, if the city is captured, our entire line of defense in Belarus is in danger of collapsing. To this end, I deployed the 11th Army in front of the front, with five integrated infantry divisions, two mountain divisions and 27 militia battalions within the 150-square-kilometre urban area. ”

"Don't bet all your strength, we're going to fight an uphill war of attrition."

Lin Jun didn't want to say too much, he would not interfere with Zhukov's command: he had already seen that the numbers of the two army groups were placed behind.

"How's the fortifications going?"

"All streets, residential areas and factories have been effectively barried."

"I have seen just now that it is possible to limit the movement of German armored forces as soon as it reaches the city limits."

Seeing that Lin Jun stopped talking, Zhukov continued: "The west side of the city is basically a residential area, with commercial and office areas in the middle, and factory areas in the east. All the comrades of the workers have already been mobilized, and the old people and children who are not fit to stay in the city have already begun to retreat by railway a week ago, and the city will turn into a strong fortress! The surplus light weapons in the warehouses have been distributed to the militia battalions, some units are conducting temporary training for them, the factories are still producing, and the comrades of the tractor factory have even attached 45-mm anti-tank guns to the tractors by local methods. ”

"Use as much as you want, and use every bit of power. What about the reserves of logistical supplies? ”

"There is enough ammunition, even if there is no backup, it is enough for a month and a half of consumption, and the food stored in the city is enough to eat for more than three months, and it is not piled up."

It's not bad to be able to do this, Lin Jun nodded, "I won't interfere with your command this time, just as I don't exist, it's still the same sentence: I don't worry about you doing things!" But there is one thing I would like to remind you first: if there is no order from Moscow, if the situation is unfavorable, Minsk will be your grave and mine! ”

"Yes, Deputy Commander!"

Hold on, hold on! You don't want to be late for the autumn rain in Russia!

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The streets and highways were full of barricades and barricades made of dirt, stones, and everything else they could find, and the whole of Minsk had become a super-barricade, except for the temporary opening for vehicles to pass. The citizens of Minsk are still reinforcing their fortifications, and Lin Jun in the car saw that not only soldiers were busy at the passes, but also many citizens were helping in an organized manner.

The movement in the city was still small, and on the outskirts of the city to the east, two anti-tank trenches under the responsibility of the citizens of Minsk were being dug intensively, and further east was the "Stalin Line", where the Red Army units were waiting.

Without Zhukov and Kobets accompanying him, he was accompanied by a staff officer of a command captain and a few guards, and the two cars walked around the city and outside the city for two hours, and everything they saw satisfied Lin Jun - Minsk is no longer the Minsk that was easily abandoned, it will be a hard bone to gnaw and a fascist graveyard!

Originally, I wanted to go to the easternmost "Stalin Line" to see, but I was not in a hurry to think about it, and besides, my longing for my wife was already extremely strong.

"Go to the Air Force General Hospital." Finally said this to the attaché.

The hospital guards were taken aback by Lin Jun in the car, and the staff officer of the headquarters knew where Vukinskaya was, and the driver drove straight to the warehouse: Zhukov knew that Lin Jun would definitely go to see his wife, so he found a staff officer who knew the situation to accompany him.

The hospital was very busy, and the wounded were constantly being delivered, and the captain on the side told Lin Jun that he was even busier in the previous two days, because the war had temporarily entered a stalemate, and the wounded sent here had been reduced by more than half.

The arrival of the two sedans made everyone understand that there must have been a high-ranking officer arriving, and after seeing who the person was, it was the wounded lying on the stretcher who saluted Lin Jun.

Feeling that his nose was a little sore, he suppressed the urge to go to see his wife immediately, and asked the guards to inform the hospital not to make a big move, and he and the staff officers greeted the wounded and medical staff one after another.

A comrade with a wounded eye asked who was coming, and the guards told him that he was Marshal Plunyakov, who had personally piloted the fighter from Moscow!

As Lin Jun expected, the news that he arrived in Minsk in a fighter jet made everyone in the hospital, including the wounded, feel high! The soldiers did not know anything else, only that the arrival of Marshal Pulunyakov would only mean one thing, and that was victory! No more retreat!

After walking through a ward in the hospital, the guards told Lin Jun that Comrade Vuginskaya was resting, and the people in the hospital did not wake her up, because she had been working for 36 hours and had only been lying down an hour earlier.

Gently pushing open the door of the cubicle, I saw that my lover was sleeping deeply on the bed. walked in gently, and the people behind consciously helped close the door, and the guards opened their posture and guarded from afar.

The wife's face was a little pale, this is all tired, otherwise no one would have come in and would not know. Without waking her up, he sat on the chair next to the bed, quietly looked at his wife's face, and enjoyed this rare warmth and tranquility. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )