Moscow Zhukov apartment

"Dear Comrade Zhukov, congratulations, you can once again serve our great Motherland." Marshal Roshilov said with a smile as he looked at the commander of the freshly baked Army Group in front of him.

At this moment, Zhukov was in the living room of his home to greet the arrival of the Chief of the General Staff of the Red Army. After receiving that he would be appointed as the new commander of the army group and that he was going east to rescue the besieged Timoshenko group, his family changed from the desertion of the previous days and began to be lively again. It seems that the icing on the cake can be used all over the world.

"Dear Comrade Roshilov, don't make fun of me, this errand is not easy to do, if I have a choice, I would rather read a book at home and bask in the sun." Zhukov said with a wry smile.

"Oh? Why? You are only 47 years old this year, and this is a great opportunity to make a difference. Marshal Roshilov could not help but wonder that his friend would have such an attitude.

Shaking his head, Zhukov turned back and said, "Dear Shulik, could you please make us two cups of coffee?" ”

After beckoning her friend to sit down, a middle-aged woman who still had charm quickly brought two cups of coffee to the two, and Marshal Roshilov slowly took a sip and praised: "Oh, dear Mrs. Tievna, the coffee you brew is getting better and better. ”

The middle-aged woman, who was none other than Zhukov's wife, Alexandra Tievna, smiled and said: "Comrade Roshilo, you are really getting better and better at talking. But I still don't want you to come to my house, because when you come, my dear husband will leave me again to go to war. ”

Marshal Roshilov smiled apologetically: "I'm really sorry, Mrs. Tievna, this is an order from the State Defense Committee, and I can't help it." ”

After Alexandra Tievna served coffee to the two of them and left, Marshal Roshilov looked at Zhukov and said: "Dear Zhukov, do you still have a shadow in your heart about the last defeat?" ”

Zhukov shook his head and sighed: "No, I'm worried that if we fight the war with the Huaxia people in the end, we will cheapen others." ”

"Someone else?" Marshal Roshilov's eyes flashed with a cold glint: "Are you talking about myself?" ”

Looking at Zhukov, who nodded silently, Marshal Roshilov sighed, I have also reported this matter to Comrade Stalin, and I can negotiate with the Chinese people if necessary, but his opinion is still inclined to be solved by force, what can I do if I am alone?

"I am eyeing the three eastern provinces, and the Chinese people have directly hit Chita, and our situation in the Far East is worrying."

Marshal Roshilov put down his glass and said slowly, "So this time, you must occupy Chita and open up the railway passage to Siberia, otherwise, General Oleega in Vladivostok will not last long." ”

"Hmph, it's strange if he can hold Vladivostok." At the mention of General Olega, Zhukov was still full of resentment.

"Well, don't complain so much about General Olega, I think it won't be long before he will be transferred back to Moscow." Marshal Roshilov comforted with a smile, revealing a little secret by the way, but then asked again: "Dear Comrade Zhukov, tell me the truth, are you sure that you will annihilate the Chinese army in Chita?" ”

"Hehe, annihilation? It would be nice to be able to drive them away. Zhukov said with a wry smile.

"What?" Marshal Roshilov asked in surprise: "You must know that you are bringing 700,000 troops this time, and against their 300,000 men and horses, it should not be a problem to annihilate them." ”

"Comrade Roshilov, you are also a veteran, you should know that fighting a war does not depend on a large number of people, although our army is more than twice as large as theirs, but our weapons and equipment are far behind theirs. If nothing else, let's just say that their planes are far ahead of us, and my latest Yin-16 is no match for them at all. Zhukov said bitterly: "After losing air supremacy, our ground forces are in a very worrisome situation, their planes can swagger and bomb our positions anytime and anywhere, and their tanks, rifles, and new armored vehicles are almost a generation of weapons and equipment that are more advanced than ours, and these gaps must be filled by our soldiers with their lives." ”

"Comrade Zhukov, Comrade Stalin also knows these things you are talking about, he has already ordered the research department to speed up research and development, but the far water cannot save the near fire, and now everything has to be overcome by yourself."

"There are so many troops that have been transferred, and the supplies along the way alone are a lot of pressure, and I'm afraid that relying on the Trans-Siberian Railway alone will be very tight."

Marshal Roshilov smiled, "You don't have to worry about this, the cities along the Trans-Siberian Railway will fully support you, and the weapons and ammunition produced by their arsenals will also be supplied to you first, so you can rest assured that your troops will be mobilized in a month at the latest." ”

Hearing this, Zhukov nodded, knowing that his old friend was already trying his best to help him.

After all, being able to raise 700,000 troops in a month was already his best effort.

At this moment, Alexandra Tievna came out and beckoned the two of them to come in for dinner.

"Okay, my dear friend, we won't talk about this business today, you come to my house today, you must try the steak made by Shulik, you must be careful not to swallow your tongue"

Chahar Zhangjiakou Feilong Airport

Gao Zhihang and Le Yiqin, commander of the 1st Air Division, stood side by side on the tower looking at the rows of huge shadows in the sky, a smile appeared on their tired faces, and after more than half a month of intense training, dozens of pilots who had changed from dive bombers to B-17s had become roughly familiar with the work of this new aircraft, and they would be able to carry out their initial tasks in a few days.

"Report to Director Gao, this is a document sent by the Logistics Department." A communications staff officer in a snow-white Air Force uniform handed a document to Gao Zhihang.

Le Yiqin asked curiously, "Instructor, what's the matter?" ”

Gao Zhihang had nothing to hide from his proud disciple, so he smiled and handed over the document.

"Oh, and thirty-two more B-17s have been sent, what a generous gesture Mr. Su has." Le Yiqin exclaimed.

"Hehe, you should never doubt Chief Su's generosity, this is my experience." Gao Zhihang replied with a smile, looking at the planes constantly taking off and landing on the huge airport, thinking of the humble tarmac when he first came and the neat and spacious runway now, his heart swelled with a sense of satisfaction.

Today's second update

Well, let's talk about the book reviews of book friends that Ah Ding saw in the afternoon, some book friends left a message saying that it is difficult for the Soviet army's 700,000 troops to be maintained by a single railway, and here Ah Ding's humble opinion is that at the end of World War II, the Soviet army's million troops flooded into the three eastern provinces of our country, and they also relied on the transportation line of the Siberian Railway, so Ah Ding thought that it was possible to maintain the supply of 700,000 Soviet troops, not to mention the blood transfusion of cities along the way, which could be done.

Oh, okay, the following is a list of book friends who gave Ah Ding a reward this afternoon: "The Demon of the Wind", the lover of cigarettes, the flow of time, I don't know how to apply, no cliff rivers and lakes, no cliff rivers and lakes, coom, tas, wind and rain, thank you for your support.