Red Square was littered with corpses, and poor Colonel Ryobozev was counting on the Kremlin to take the Kremlin without blood, as in history, only to find that he had actually gnawed on an iron plate and broken several teeth.

Li Xiaofeng really wanted to know what Colonel Lu Dao's expression was at this time, it should be very exciting, but it was a pity that he couldn't see it, which was a pity.

"Are the casualties counted?" Li Xiaofeng asked Rokossovsky, who had just entered the door, without looking back.

From the very beginning, Li Xiaofeng handed over the military command to the future Marshal of the Soviet Union, and he specialized in the arts, and Li Xiaofeng knew that he was purely a layman in military affairs, and at most he could be regarded as an enthusiastic military fan, and he was really not powerful in commanding wars. Therefore, professional things are still left to professionals.

Rokossovsky replied: "We suffered very few casualties, except for one who died in the shelling, and most of our comrades were only slightly wounded. ”

Li Xiaofeng moved his brows slightly, the painless shelling just now was simply tickling the Kremlin, but that's it, there are still people dead, could it be that this thing is possessed by the god of decay?

However, Li Xiaofeng didn't care too much, how could there be no casualties in the war, it was too normal to die a few people. He just waved his hand and ordered: "Let the comrades strengthen the fortifications, and focus on guarding against enemy shelling!" ”

Li Xiaofeng originally thought that Rokossovsky would be very happy to take the order and leave, but it was obvious that Li Xiaofeng guessed wrong, and the future Soviet marshal seemed to have something to say.

"Comrade Konstantin, is there anything else?"

"That's right," Rokossovsky said, grimacing. explained: "I was unfortunately killed in the shelling just now. It was the second lieutenant Tymoshenko. A shell unfortunately hit the cell where he was being held, and then ......"

Li Xiaofeng was speechless for a while, to be honest, he was not afraid of trouble from the Moscow Revolutionary Military Council at all, even if they could let Second Lieutenant Tymoshenko testify, they would not be able to help him in the slightest, as long as they could promote the steady progress of the armed revolution in Moscow, the mentor would definitely not investigate what means he used.

So. Li Xiaofeng doesn't particularly care about the life and death of this second lieutenant Tymoshenko, this guy can't pose a threat to him at all, at most he can only cause him a little trouble. And Li Xiaofeng will definitely not kill the killer because of such a small trouble, and his mind is not so narrow-minded.

But now, the decrepit ghost Second Lieutenant Tymoshenko actually died under the enemy's shelling, well, Li Xiaofeng also felt a little weird in his heart, could it be that this thing was targeted by Lord Yama, and he would definitely die?

"I know," Li Xiaofeng nodded calmly. And then there was no follow-up.

And Rokossovsky really didn't want this answer, yes. Second Lieutenant Tymoshenko is dead, but there must be a conclusion, right? That is, to define the nature of this person, whether to investigate his relevant responsibilities in the future, or to posthumously present him as a martyr? I can't explain what is not clear!

"In the report, it is written that Second Lieutenant Tymoshenko died while fighting the enemy, and he was given the title of martyr!"

Rokossovsky breathed a sigh of relief, he was not at all good at dealing with similar political affairs, because he was really just a pure military man. Of course, from the perspective of a purely military man, he is still quite satisfied with Li Xiaofeng's handling opinions. True, strictly speaking, Second Lieutenant Tymoshenko was really not a martyr, but at the same time she was not a traitor to the revolution. This poor guy was just in the wrong place at the wrong time, and tragically fell victim to the political struggle. To put it bluntly, it's just a poor worm!

Rokossovsky is not a particularly hard-hearted person, and although he does not agree with Lieutenant Tymoshenko's approach, he will still give the other party the necessary sympathy in view of his tragic experience.

At first, Rokossovsky was very suspicious that Li Xiaofeng would not let Tymoshenko go so easily, but he knew that the name of Comrade Andrei would never rub sand in his eyes, and how could he care about the reputation of a poor worm who had no mercy for Kamenev, Zinoviev and Stalin.

However, now Rokossovsky's perception of Li Xiaofeng has changed somewhat, and he feels that he sees the other side behind this person's iron and blood, and someone is not completely unsympathetic. At least he could leave a little dignity for a poor creature.

"Is there anything else? Comrade Konstantin? Li Xiaofeng asked again.

"No, Comrade Andrey!" Rokossovsky gave a respectful salute, closed the door gently, and stepped back.

Li Xiaofeng didn't know that he had just made a good impression on Rokossovsky, because he really didn't care much about such trivial things, and he wouldn't be bored to catch a dead ghost and whip the corpse, so what's the point? It will only make others think that he is small and that he is not a good boss. He wouldn't do such a stupid thing!

Of course, Li Xiaofeng will not do such a meaningless stupid thing, which does not mean that others are as "open-minded" as him. At least our Colonel Liang Bozev is definitely not an open-minded person.

Our colonel described the "setbacks" of the first offensive as "small setbacks" for his "minor setbacks" – as Ryubozev himself put it, and his staff officers described the "setbacks" of the first offensive as "lack of meticulous reconnaissance led to a setback in the offensive."

In this attack, they lost more than three hundred soldiers and officers, and almost one or two hundred wounded. An entire infantry battalion was crippled. Therefore, Liang Bozev has a reason to be angry and a reason to be angry.

Gee! It's not just anger, it's just rage. However, his anger was not directed at the "setback" itself, but at the soldiers who caused the "setback".

Liang Bozev believes that these soldiers are not brave enough, and this is the most critical problem. They are not at all like real great warriors who are ready to die for the sake of their country. They were supposed to be brave and fearless in the rain of bullets, breaking through the Kremlin's gates with indomitable momentum and winning the victory, but these guys quickly retreated after a small blow.

Shame on you!

Liang Bozev believes. The "setbacks" he encountered were only because of the cowardice of the soldiers. Of course. As long as this problem is corrected, victory will come. And he did, and the hundred wounded soldiers who had retreated did not wait for the doctor who would treat them, but the ruthless gendarmes awaited them.

The wounded soldiers were driven to stand in a row, and then the Maxim machine gun played the Fifth Symphony. Liang Bozev mercilessly executed the poor creatures, and then immediately began to plan his revenge.

Yes, Ryungbozev wants to take revenge. Although Mr. Colonel and his staff did not consider a defeat to have been encountered. But even so, our colonel felt disgraced, so he wanted to take revenge.

He wanted to break through the Bolshevik line and shoot all the rebels who had humiliated him, and he had to do so. If an infantry battalion is unable to complete the task. Then put in two infantry battalions, or three infantry battalions...... In short, no matter how much effort he needs to invest, no matter how great the price he needs to pay, he must take revenge.

"We have to keep going...... We don't need cowards! Liang Bozev's fist slammed heavily on the map table, "My request is!" He gritted his teeth and said, "Crush it completely!" ”

Liang Bozev's speech drew a buzz and a slight, apparently suppressed ridicule. Apparently, the colonel made a mistake. He should not have made such bold statements in front of the military representatives of the Mensheviks and the Cadets. The other party didn't think that he had just suffered a small "setback".

"How many more soldiers are you going to lose, Mr. Colonel?" The representative of the Mensheviks sarcastically said: "Another 300 soldiers will be sacrificed." And then shot another 100 deserters? ”

Liang Bozev kept a straight face and did not deign to answer the question. However, the military representatives of the Mensheviks from the very beginning did not expect the colonel to respond positively to his provocations. Without wasting a moment's time, the deputy turned his face to the representative of the Cadet Party.

"Gentlemen, I personally do not see any point in continuing the assault, the Bolshevik defense was even stronger than we thought. The only right thing to do now is to suspend the offensive......"

"I agree!" Before he finished speaking, the representatives of the Cadets had already jumped up in support, "There is no point in storming, we cannot squander our precious troops casually, for the sake of today, we should stick to it and wait for help!" ”

Liang Bozefu was angry, and he knew from the beginning that these military representatives sent to him were not good birds, and that the shitty National Salvation Revolutionary Committee had sent him to spy on him and restrain him. He would never allow these bastards to get in the way of his revenge plans, never!

"I'm against it." Liang Bozev slapped the table angrily, "The task entrusted to me by the National Salvation Revolutionary Committee is to seize the Kremlin, and this mission is beyond doubt. No matter what the cost, we must get this done! ”

"Damn idiot!"

The representatives of the Mensheviks and the Cadets cursed in their hearts. However, in addition to greeting Liang Bozev in their hearts, they could not stop his plan to continue the attack.

Soon, the second offensive was about to begin, and in order to boost morale, Liang Bozev made a special pre-war speech: "Russian warriors, you have all seen it, the Kremlin is right in front of you!" ”

Liang Bozev pointed to the Kremlin in the distance and said impassionedly: "This palace, which represents the supreme glory of Russia, has been defiled by filthy Bolshevik pigs at the moment!" Gentlemen, the whole of Russia is looking forward to your performance...... Your time has come to make a difference. ”

Liang Bozev took a deep breath, then paused for a moment, and shouted at the highest volume: "I command you to only move forward, and not to retreat at any time." If someone retreats, they will be severely punished and will not be forgiven. Now, charge, warriors! ”

"Onward! Ulla! An officer shouted, taking the first step.

"Ulla!"

"Ulla!"

"Ulla!"

In the next second, the White soldiers on the battlefield took the first step forward together, all howling hoarsely. Their performance pleased Rybozev with such enthusiasm that the colonel felt that the battle would be won.

The pitch battle is about to begin.

But in reality, it doesn't seem like a pitched battle is about to begin. The neat movement of the soldiers of the two battalions, although visually impressive, was ......

"All of them!" On the walls of the Kremlin, Rokossovsky gave the order. "Raise your gun. Aim! ”

Then there was a short wait. More than a minute, but enough to shorten the distance between the two sides to two hundred meters.

Now is the time!

"Fire!" Rokossovsky shouted.

Without hesitation, this order was carried out accurately and effectively, and not only the soldiers on the city walls, but also the disguised and concealed firing points opened fire on the White troops.

Hundreds of rifles, hundreds of submachine guns, and a dozen machine guns firing at the same time, the scene was not spectacular. But it can still be scary. Especially the unfortunate ones who need to face these guns directly.

Even though they were all trained rigorously and determined to succeed, the soldiers panicked when they saw hundreds of their comrades suddenly fall. Not to mention the fact that they were not trained so thoroughly, and the officers who commanded them were constantly dying.

"Forward!" Their commanding voices rang out, but then abruptly stopped. A sudden bullet struck him straight in the forehead.

"Forward!" The same fate befell another officer who took over the command. The same is true for the third person.

Of course, at this moment, not a single officer has realized that someone is deliberately shooting someone as big as them, and they just see the death of their superiors and colleagues as an accident. Completely unexpected, they were already loved to play CS. A certain immortal who likes to shoot heads with a big sniper is targeted. But the panic among the soldiers was exacerbated by the successive deaths of officers, and chaos ensued.

Some soldiers stopped. crouch down or lie down, raise your weapon to fight back against the enemy; Others sped up their advance and wanted to get under the walls as quickly as possible. But no matter what they do, the fate of these soldiers will not really make any difference. Machine guns, submachine guns, and grenades will tear them to shreds.

At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield. The White Army officers who watched the battle had very bad faces, his soldiers were disappearing rapidly, and if they didn't hurry up and find a way, these two infantry battalions would become meat buns for beating dogs.

Immediately, the officers turned their eyes to Liang Bozev. Like the vast majority of spectators, the Colonel watched his troops with full attention, but it was strange that in the face of this extremely unfavorable situation, the Colonel had no expression on his face, neither nervousness nor sadness, he was like a wooden man, standing there dumbfounded, looking more like a bystander than any bystander, as if it were not his troops that were dying.

This made the officers very dissatisfied, they had thought that Mr. Colonel had a solution to the current trouble, but now it seemed that he was simply indifferent!

Compared to the insensitive Liang Bozev, the military representatives of the Mensheviks and the Cadets behaved much more normally and lovably in the eyes of the officers, at least they were saddened by the huge casualties.

At this time, they were yelling and spitting saliva at Liang Bozev. It seems that they are trying to dissuade the colonel from ending the death. However, it is clear that Mr. Colonel is completely indifferent to this, and he is still living in his own world, refusing to wake up.

The officers could ignore the anger of the Mensheviks and representatives of the Cadets, but could not understand the indifference of Ryan Bozev. What a cold-blooded commander would ignore this cruel scene and be killed by the enemy by his own men without doing anything!

But Liang Bozev has another view of his performance: big people should not show their feelings, and they should not become emotional because of a little trouble. There is no doubt that he sees the current difficult situation as a minor nuisance that is not worth mentioning. He always believed that in the end, his army would still complete its mission and win.

Again and again, Ryobozev told himself that his troops would defeat the Bolshevik rebels and recapture the Kremlin...... His soldiers, however, were dying at a rate that seemed alarming to all.

Rokossovsky looked at the time. The battle did not last long, only a few minutes, but the losses of the Whites were probably more than half of their soldiers. As a veteran of the battlefield, such one-sided massacres, except in 1914, when the war had just begun, in the Somme and Verdun, the Germans performed similar miracles. But it's not 1914, it's inconceivable that anyone would make a similar mistake today, in 1917!

Of course, it is not surprising that anything incredible is happening in the strange country of Russia. Right now, for example, the stupid Liang Bozev is almost filling his soldiers into a bottomless pit.

Sadly, the colonel himself did not think that there was a bottomless pit in front of him, he only saw his soldiers approaching the walls and gates of the Kremlin step by step. At this time, a smile finally appeared on his face.

Yes, he wishfully believed that soon his soldiers would break through the gates, climb the walls, and slaughter all the Bolshevik rebels. He just couldn't see that his soldiers were getting fewer and fewer, and that he lacked the necessary climbing tools and explosives to destroy the gates.

The poor White soldiers could only wander under the walls of the Kremlin, looking helplessly at the closed gates, and then ...... Then they disappeared little by little, and the corpses were covered with corpses under the walls and gates.

Soon, the smile on Rybozev's face also disappeared, replaced by the calm of the beginning. To others, the colonel seemed completely indifferent to his failures and losses, but only Liang Bozev himself knew how angry he was now.

At this time, only one voice echoed in his chest: "Attack!" I will continue to attack until this great shame is washed away, until the despicable Bolshevik rebels are crushed to ashes! (To be continued......)

PS: Comrade Schistosoma parasite, thank you for your support!