Zhukov's gaze suddenly swept over like a blade, but Zhdanov looked at Zhukov without fear. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 After a moment of silence in the info office, Zhukov said, "We still have strong strength, and the city is still in our hands. Choosing to surrender at this time is not a wise choice. ”

"You're right." Zhdanov pursed his lips noncommittally, nodded with a smile: "Now we are all powerful generals with heavy troops, but if we surrender, we will only be a high-level prisoner on the side of the Ming army." It's not yet time to give up everything to save your life. ”

"Hmm." Zhukov nodded, acquiescing to Zhdanov's statement. After a while, Zhukov opened his mouth and took the initiative to divert the topic to the topic that he came to discuss today: "Now we are completely inferior in all aspects, according to the analysis of information sent by the intelligence services, the strength of the Ming army participating in the siege of Moscow is nearly three times that of ours, the number of tanks and armored vehicles is twenty times that of ours, and the artillery of various calibers is twelve times that of ours. As for air power and supplies, we are completely at the point of total suppression. ”

"What does the general mean?" Zhdanov looked at Zhukov with some confusion. A thought flashed through my mind, he couldn't have hit me with his head, right?

Zhdanov was the commander of the 42nd Army, which had long been a permanent garrison in the Moscow region. They were the defenders of the area before the war, and they never went to the front during the war. At this time, among the units of the Russian army garrisoning Moscow, only this unit was fully established, and its strength was also the strongest among the various army groups.

Moreover, the 42nd Army, which has been stationed in Moscow for a long time, is a typical local snake. Whether Zhukov wanted to hold out in Moscow or had other ideas, it was extremely important to gather Zhdanov's opinion. And even more importantly, Zhdanov has in his hands what Zhukov urgently needs now.

"We were ordered to hold on to Moscow." Zhukov sighed imperceptibly and said out loud, "Frankly speaking, this task is very difficult, and it can even be said that it is difficult to complete. Because our enemy is too strong, and most importantly we have no logistical supply lines. Now there are millions of troops and a large number of civilians near Moscow. Nothing else, the mere fact that so many people want to eat can collapse our troops in an instant. ”

"Oh." Zhdanov's eyes flickered slightly, and he already vaguely understood Zhukov's thoughts. But at this time, he will definitely not take the initiative to say anything.

"My idea is, first of all, you have to make it until winter." Zhukov glanced at Zhdanov, and saw that he didn't answer, so he said straight to the point: "Most of the Ming army are people who were born and raised in warm areas, and if they haven't been able to enter the city on a large scale when winter comes, the cold winter will swallow up all the Ming troops in the field." So we now need food that can sustain until the winter. General Zhdanov, what can you do about this? ”

Zhdanov sneered in his heart: "Sure enough, it's hitting my idea." ”

Zhdanov is stationed in Moscow all year round, so it is natural that he is the head snake here. In times of war, neither the police nor the government dared to ask about the army. As the commander of the 42nd Army, Zhdanov took advantage of his position to become the largest black marketeer in the whole of Moscow.

Not to mention in times of war, even before the war the standard of living of Russians was poor. Russia is the last of the world's great powers to enter the industrial age, and its production capacity simply cannot meet the needs of all. Russia lacked all the materials, except for the real rich and the big nobles, if anyone else wanted to get the goods they needed, they had to go underground. In this case, the black market was born. And the benefits of the black market are enough to make a heart attack.

Moscow is actually a much larger city than St. Petersburg, the capital of Russia, and its size and population, as well as the corresponding level of wealth, are staggering. The black market, led by Zhdanov, obtained a lot of supplies in various ways, and exchanged a huge amount of wealth for Zhdanov and his 42nd Army. Most of this money turned into deposits in American banks by Zhdanov and the senior officers of the 42nd Army. Of course, to be able to do this kind of thing, Zhdanov must have the support of big people behind him. These bigwigs are the real profiteers.

If it weren't for the speed of the Ming army's action, and the fact that Zhdanov's men who had been sent to St. Petersburg had not had time to get him the order to adjust his position, he would have run on a ship bound for the United States. How could he still send himself into the encirclement?

Zhukov naturally knew what kind of person Zhdanov was, and he was very dissatisfied with this kind of person. It's just that Zhdanov can do this kind of thing in Moscow for a long time, and no one has been able to touch him, and even Grand Duke Nikolai is unwilling to take action because of this matter, so he knows that Zhdanov must have strong people behind him.

Zhukov did not want to have some unnecessary trouble at this time, so he invited Zhdanov to discuss, wanting Zhdanov to come up with some supplies to supply the needs of the army at this time of crisis. Only in this way will it be possible for the Russian army to hold out in the face of the offensive of the Ming army until the arrival of winter. If there is no adequate food supply, then the Russian army will inevitably disperse on its own, how can it continue to fight?

However, Zhukov, as a professional soldier, could not understand what was really going on in the minds of profit-seeking merchants. Zhukov believes that now everyone is a grasshopper on a rope, and Zhdanov will inevitably take the initiative to provide supplies. After all, once Moscow falls, everything Denov will be in vain. However, the reality hit Zhukov's worldview hard, and Zhdanov rejected Zhukov's proposal without hesitation.

"Since the general said so, then I won't say anything useless to the general." Zhdanov sneered, took out a cigarette smuggled from the Ming Kingdom in the south, lit it, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "The black market business I do is not mine, or rather, I am just a housekeeper who does chores for the big people." These things all belong to the big guys, not me. I also have no authority to dispose of these supplies. ”

"If you want, then I can give you the contact information of the big guys, and you can send a telegram to St. Petersburg. As long as they agree, then I'm sure there's no problem. But. Zhdanov grinned, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes, "Your Excellency, although you are very imposing now, you are not yet the opponent of those big men in St. Petersburg. If you don't want to cause trouble for yourself, then I haven't been here today. It's not something you can do with it. ”

"Stop." Looking at Zhdanov, who got up and was about to leave, Zhukov's eyes flashed with an irrepressible glint of anger: "Don't you have long eyes? Or maybe you still can't see the current situation clearly? We are now fighting alone and surrounded here, and if you can't hold on anymore, everything you have will become the spoils of the Ming army! Would you rather give these things to the Ming army for free than give them to the soldiers who fought bravely?! You're still not Russian! Or is it not an officer of His Majesty the Tsar!? ”

"I am of course an officer of His Majesty the Tsar." Zhdanov shrugged his shoulders indifferently, raised his chin slightly, and looked at Zhukov with a proud face: "Your Excellency, I have already made it very clear. You can't afford to provoke the people behind me! Touch their stuff and you're dead! How can a person in business give something to someone else for free? I'd rather pour flour and milk into the river than give it to a guest who doesn't pay! ”

"Bastard!" Zhukov, who was furious, kicked over the desk in front of him with one kick, and the loud noise made the adjutant outside hurriedly run in with the guards.

"You're still not a soldier!" Zhukov stood in front of Zhdanov with a furious face, stretched out his finger and pointed at Zhdanov's nose and scolded, "What is a guest who does not pay?" Aren't all the things you take to the black market to sell from the supplies of the various units?! These are the soldiers who defend Moscow, defend Russia! They are not your guests! ”

One of the prerequisites for black market trading is that you can get enough of it. Otherwise, what are you selling to your customers? It's not going to sell fresh air, is it? Zhdanov and his 42nd Army have been stationed in Moscow for a long time, and with the care of Zhdanov, the logistics system of the entire Moscow has been penetrated very early. The source of the goods they put into the black market is the logistics of the army.

You know, Moscow is the largest railway transit point in the whole of Russia. During the war, hundreds of supply trains passed through here every day and were sent to the front. Such a huge amount of cargo transportation naturally makes many people excited.

The 42nd Army, which was in charge of security and security, colluded with the logistics and transport departments to detain large quantities of supplies that were supposed to be transported to the front line. As for whether those front-line officers and soldiers will lose the battle because of lack of supplies, it is not up to Zhdanov to think about it. They're just here to make money.

What is the most valuable thing in wartime? Not gold, silver, jewelry, or antique title deeds. The hard currency that really has value is food. People will starve to death if they have no food to eat, and when they are hungry, they can do anything, and they are willing to pay for anything. Therefore, in times of war, only food is the most valuable thing. And Zhdanov: The amount of grain they have withheld in the past few years is a huge amount. (To be continued.) )