"Aim, fire!"

"Boom ......"

With a violent roar. Heavy shells flew out of the barrel of the thick and stubby C-type 150mm self-propelled infantry gun, and flew towards the intended target, a four-story building on Ryazan Street. Soon the flaming red and dazzling ceremonial flowers formed on the east wall of the building. This was the first time that the most common self-propelled guns in Wehrmacht armoured units had been used to bombard ordinary buildings. It was also used for street fighting for the first time. All the gunners showed great effort, because this building on Ryazan Avenue contained at least one battalion of the Red Army, and if the house was not destroyed, it was not known how many infantry lives would have to be used to take it. All of them held their breath and must not let more infantry brothers fall on the last stretch of the road to victory. The shells flew over like eyes, all hitting the outer wall of the building.

At this time, Lieutenant General Hu Lian, deputy commander of the 6th Armored Corps under the 2nd Armored Group Army of the Chinese Army, was standing on an armored command vehicle not far from these C-type self-propelled infantry guns, and saw this scene clearly through the binoculars in Guò's hand. While looking at it, he nodded slightly: "It's not bad, it's very accurate, and it's worthy of being a veteran of a few years of world wars." After speaking, he glanced back at Xie Jinyuan, the commander of the 12th Panzergrenadier Division standing next to him: "If you transfer a few more 150 self-propelled infantry guns to bombard, you must collapse that building!" ”

Fifteen minutes later, half of the building that had been bombarded first collapsed with a bang, but the other half of the building still stood tall and refused to fall. Obviously, the Soviet GCD was still very concerned about the quality of construction projects. Seeing the half-collapsed building, Hu Lian ordered the shelling to stop and let the grenadiers launch a wave of offensive. At the same time, he pointed to a building on the other side of Ryazan Street: "All the artillery bombarded this building. ”

As a result, more than a dozen 150 self-propelled guns placed on Ryazan Street turned their muzzles and began to bombard another building. Then the black Stalker tank destroyers started up. They began to crawl forward with a roar like an angry rhinoceros. The steel tracks made a screeching sound against the hard asphalt road. The grenadiers of the brigade, who were carrying Type 31 automatic rifles at their waists, cautiously followed behind them, for fear that a raindrop of machine-gun bullets would hit them. But fortunately, such a thing did not happen immediately, they did not encounter machine guns at first, and not even rifles were fired.

Apparently, the Soviet Red Army was stunned by their use of large-caliber self-propelled guns to bombard buildings directly. At least the Soviet troops who were holding on to this building had been bombarded by artillery and had little fighting spirit. Now seeing more than a dozen pursuers covering hundreds of infantry rushing towards them, they forgot to resist for a while. But the shock didn't last long, when they found that the stairs down the stairs had been broken by Chinese shells. Most of the Soviet officers and soldiers had no choice but to resist. But they did not have many anti-tank weapons in their hands, because their troops had been withdrawn from the defensive line outside the city, and they had already lost all their heavy weapons, and now they could only use a few Simonov anti-tank guns to attack the Chinese tank destroyers. However, the armor-piercing capacity of this anti-tank gun with a caliber of 14.5mm was insufficient. Only 100mm armor could be penetrated at a distance of 40. Simply not able to deal with the 60mm frontal armor of the Stalker.

With a few "Bang Bang!" Bang Dang! All the Chinese tanks stopped advancing, and the 75mm cannons of the pursuers raised their muzzles and fired at the place where they had just fired. At the same time, the Chinese grenadiers also began to charge, charging forward while suppressing Soviet fire with Type 31 automatic rifle fire, and several snipers with sniper rifles raised their guns to shoot a little farther away. And the Soviets also knew that they were now at a critical moment of life and death, so they began to fire at the charging Chinese infantry with all the firepower in their hands. Hopefully delay their attacks. For a time, the Ryazan Avenue was filled with gunsmoke. The battle is heating up.

And on Trotsky Street, north of Ryazan Avenue, fierce street battles were also staged. This is the main road in the east of Moscow, which is very open, and the buildings on both sides are far from the road, and it is impossible to block the road with machine-gun fire. Therefore, the Soviets dragged several trams to the street and tore them down to block traffic, and filled the carriages with sand and gravel to form a solid "breastwork", and dragged seven or eight 76.2mm anti-tank guns behind the "breastwork". There was also a whole regiment of Soviet infantry and thousands of Red Guards who relied on this "breastwork" and the barricades on the sidewalks on both sides to hold on.

Immediately after the Chinese tanks and infantry assaulted the wide Trotsky Prospect, they launched an assault on the Soviet defenses. The Soviet troops guarding here were all elite, and the brutal battle was soon staged, anti-tank guns, anti-tank grenade launchers, cluster grenades, explosive packs and Molotov cocktails, all weapons that could come in handy were thrown into the Soviet soldiers to block the Chinese army's armored clusters. However, there was a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, and even though the Soviet officers and soldiers did not hesitate to sacrifice a single qiē, they still could not prevent the Chinese army's Cheetah tank destroyers from using 88mm cannons to blast open the "breastwork" made of trams and sand and stones, nor could they stop the Chinese infantry that was pouring in like a tide. Seeing that the line of defense was not secure, many Soviet soldiers simply raised their rifles with bayonets and shouted "Ula! The slogan started a counter-charge, trying to use flesh and blood to resist the attack of the Chinese army.

Seeing this scene, Wei Lihuang, who still had one arm hanging from his neck with gauze, couldn't help but scold: "Fuck, at this time, these old hairy people are still so stubborn!" How long will this Moscow fight! ”

Zhang Zhonglin, who commanded the armored troops beside him, sneered: "Chief Wei, these old Maozi in front of me are no longer stubborn, I think the Maozi I met when I was fighting the Khuzhan Fortress are really stubborn, the fortress has been bombarded to the ground and suffered from the enemy, they are all fighting to the death!" Where is it like now, Moscow has only been fighting for less than half a month, and hundreds of thousands of prisoners have been captured, and even entire divisions of troops have surrendered! I think this Moscow will be in September at most. ”

As the two of them spoke, the white-knuckle battle ahead was nearing its end, although there were still a few people holding Mosin. The Russians with the Nagant rifle are still fighting bravely, but they can't save the day. When a blue sky and white red flag were erected on the collapsed "breastwork", there was a cheer of "long live" on the battlefield. The Soviet prisoners of war in the brigade were quickly escorted down, all of them looking depressed and listless.

However, Wei Lihuang and Zhang Zhonglin were not happy for long, because they soon found that another "breastwork" made of trams and gravel blocked the way to Red Square. Obviously, there are many of the same "breastwork" on the entire Trotsky Boulevard, but how long can these "breastwork" resist?

On this day, August 19, 1936, it was dark. Trotsky walked out of his fortress beneath the Kremlin, the first time he had ever stepped out of his bunker since the Battle of Moscow, and the last time he left his lair. This great man of the past already looked a little old, his face was pale and swollen, his hands trembled slightly unconsciously, and his eyes were numb without the slightest look, like a walking corpse. The nuclear bomb-blown Kremlin was right next to him, but he didn't even look at it, just at an SB-2 fast bomber parked on Red Square - he just got on this plane and left Moscow!

But what about after leaving?

Trotsky did not dare to think about it, he knew that he was about to fall from the altar, and once he fell from his position, the only consequence would be to be crushed! If you die in Moscow before you completely lose your godhead, the future revolutionaries may still regard themselves as martyrs, and if you leave Moscow and let people tear themselves off the altar and then die, I am afraid that they will be nothing!

Thinking of this, he withdrew his gaze, shook hands with Vatsettis and Pavlov in front of him, and said in a low voice: "The north and the Urals will be handed over to you, you must resist as much as possible, and if you can't do it, you can withdraw to the GC Fortress." ”

Vasetis and Pavlov glanced at each other, not knowing what to say to Trotsky, but they snapped upright, respectfully gave Trotsky the last military salute, and then turned and got on the plane. After watching the plane take off and disappear into the night, the great leader of GCISM sighed and returned to his bunker without saying a word, never to leave it again.

A week later, on August 26, 1936, the Soviet state news agency TASS issued a statement to the proletarians of the world in the most somignant tone, declaring that the great leader, great mentor and great standard-bearer of the proletarians of the USSR and the whole world, Lev. Davidovich. Trotsky had died a heroic death in the defense of Moscow, the capital of the Soviet Union, at noon that day!

Three days later, the last stronghold of the Soviet Red Army in Moscow, the Kremlin bunker, was captured by the Chinese and German teams. However, the two ** men who stormed the bunker did not find Trotsky's remains, and the only evidence that could prove that the GC leader was dead was the confession of several staff members around Trotsky. According to them, Trotsky decided to commit suicide on the morning of 26 August, when he learned that the Germans had stormed within 3 kilometers of the Kremlin bunker, swallowing cyanide and shooting himself in the temple with a pistol, killing him instantly. His body was then cremated immediately to avoid falling into the hands of the Chinese and German armies. (To be continued......)