Facts have proven that sometimes new weapons are a magic weapon to change the mode of warfare, and other times, relying too much on new weapons is simply creating problems for the troops on the front line. You must know that opportunities on the battlefield are fleeting, and it is impossible to proceed step by step according to the expectations of one side.

Historically, the German armored forces missed the best opportunity to attack Kursk in order to wait for their Tiger and Leopard tanks, because they were too superstitious about the performance of weapons and ignored other factors for victory. In fact, when a weapon is not on the mark, it is the person who uses the weapon, not the weapon itself, who determines the victory.

But all the historical facts prove a somewhat frustrating truth, that is, the side that is disadvantaged on the battlefield or in the situation is often more willing to try to develop and use new weapons. This is a brave attempt by the weaker side to try to change the situation against their own side, and it is one of the few means they can turn defeat into victory.

Unfortunately, such attempts sometimes work and sometimes fail, and this is a sad truth to everyone on a strategic level: not all efforts pay off.

The Germans were forced to take the lead in this weak attempt after the First World War, and in the inferior situation, they used tanks and mechanized troops to cooperate with superior air forces, condensed the rudiments of air-ground warfare, gave full play to the surprise advantage of armored forces, and swept the whole of Europe with immature blitzkrieg.

However, they showed their pathos in their subsequent attempts, and in World War II, many technologies could not complete qualitative changes, so a number of technological efforts could not suppress the huge numerical superiority, which led to the final sad result of the German army: a large number of doomsday technologies came into being, but could not save the fate of the empire.

Now that the Germans have gained absolute superiority on most of the battlefields, the inferior side has become the British in exile in Iceland, and the beleaguered Soviet Union on the Eastern Front, the Germans can develop their own weapons system on the basis of mature technology without hurry, while the British have to rely on the so-called "doomsday technology" to save their own declining situation.

Now Zhukov is also struggling with this situation that makes him very uncomfortable, Stalin is waiting for the Stalin tank ordered by Stalin to produce, this is not a tongue twister, but it really makes Zhukov want to cry without tears. This Stalin tank may be the highest achievement of the Soviet Union in terms of technology, but it has little advantage over the more advanced German Tiger tank in terms of production manpower.

But now Stalin's stubborn decision to wait for advanced weapons to enter service on a large scale before allowing the Soviet Red Army to carry out a full-scale counterattack is absolutely a great torture for Zhukov, who can only sit and wait as he looks at the growing German army in front of him. He didn't know what use these Stalin's tanks, which were not much better than the German tanks, could be used in the war, but he had to abide by the leader's decision and wait for the equipment and winter to come.

Stalin had learned some lessons from previous wars, and he had learned from Accardo's example in deliberately avoiding dictating the decisions of the generals at the front. However, Stalin often disobeyed his decisions by saying that he would express his opinion on a number of issues and not allow others to question them, as was the case with Stalin's tank.

Fortunately, Stalin gave Zhukov unprecedented power at the front, and it was the first time that Stalin had delegated such power to a real military general. In the past, he trusted party and government talents like Khrushchev more than high-ranking generals like Zhukov. After all, in the process of the Great Purge, the Soviet military personnel produced too many figures that made Stalin gnash his teeth, and the effect of Tukhachevsky's execution has not been completely eliminated until now, which left Stalin with a very painful experience, which is the main reason why he is more willing to trust political workers.

However, Khrushchev's betrayal, as well as the current situation of the Crimean Peninsula not listening to propaganda, forced Stalin to rethink his employment policy. In his personal opinion, since political workers like Khrushchev were no more loyal than military generals like Tukhachevsky, why should a layman who did not know the military lead the army?

Stalin, having figured this out, gave Zhukov the power to dispose of it with full control, which was already a treatment that no other Soviet general, including Timoshenko, had. Therefore, using the power in his hands, Zhukov, like the generals of all countries on the front, went against the intervention of the rear leaders on the front as much as possible according to the situation.

Zhukov ordered local exploratory operations, often using a battalion or even a company to attack the German positions, depleting the German army little by little. He used it to hone his troops so that by the time the winter offensive began, he would have more elite Red Army soldiers at his disposal that could fight in battle.

And he now has more than a dozen Stalin tanks in his hands, as well as the drivers that Stalin personally prepared for these tanks - those puppet demons who graduated from the Wolf Knight Academy, Zhukov has seen them personally, and he feels that these people can be said to be part of the tank parts, and owning these people can be said to be the best hope for the Soviet Union to win.

"You haven't seen those soldiers, and you say these people are soldiers, because you don't think it's appropriate, they're parts, part parts of weapons. Zhukov held up the telescope to look at the column of smoke rising in the distance, and said to his assistant: "They have no feelings, they can kill anyone without hesitation, the person who cultivates this kind of monster must be a monster, if possible, I don't want to use this inhumane 'weapon', I firmly believe that the Soviet Union will win, but I also firmly believe that the war should not be won by such means." ”

"Those soldiers with wolf heads embroidered on their necklines are really so terrible?" The assistant was a little puzzled why the Soviet front-line commander, who was in charge of a multi-million army, was so jealous of a hundred and ten soldiers. In his heart, he had never seen a soldier worthy of such attention. In those hearsay news, it was said that some elusive German special forces soldiers were very powerful, but it still did not make Zhukov so secretive.

As the two of them spoke, a few kilometers away from where they were observing, a battle had just ended. The village seemed to be burning with smoke all around, and it changed hands three times in just twenty days, and was an important defensive zone repeatedly contested by the Germans and the Soviets.

And here on the ground knelt two German soldiers, apparently only about twenty years old, holding their heads in their hands, their helmets tossed aside, both trembling and frightened by the sight before them, not knowing what to say.

Both of them were reinforcements who had only been assigned to the front line yesterday, and today was the first battle that the two of them had experienced. The veteran who was responsible for leading them through the battle was lying on the ground not far away, his eyes looking at the sky unwillingly, and he had long lost a trace of life. His chest was riddled with bullet holes, and he couldn't breathe the moment he was hit.

Opposite the two surrendered German soldiers was a new Stalin tank with a black five-pointed star painted on its turret, which was a bit different from what was written in the German combat manual. Of course, this tank was the main culprit in the destruction of the German defenders in the vicinity, and now the tank was parked so quietly, and the commander on it was facing the two German prisoners in front of him with a terrifying face.

The battle just now was so cruel that it was suffocating, it was this terrifying man with a scar on his face who frantically jumped out of his tank, killed several battle-hardened German veterans with a submachine gun, and completely destroyed the German defense system in this village, and these two young German soldiers were frightened by his cruel killing methods, so they gave up resistance and surrendered.

"There's not much I want to know, you can pick up the important ones and say, and then I'll decide who to kill and who to let go...... Got it?" Scarface's distinctive, somewhat hoarse voice rang out, like a demagogic demon in hell.

"There's an oil depot four kilometers behind here!" a young man cried and aloud a little secret he had stumbled upon. He missed the hot broth his mother had boiled for him, and the flat lawn in front of his house. In order to survive any longer, he would rather sell any information he knew.

Perhaps at this moment, he forgot that he had pressed his palm on the bright red flag and swore an oath, he had forgotten that he had raised his right hand and shouted the greetings of the Führer with countless people, and he had forgotten that he had once walked on the fields of Poland with a rifle on his back, cheering for the expansion of the motherland to several times the size of the original.

Another German soldier apparently did not gossip as much as he did, and with tears streaming down his eyes, he shook his head and said truthfully: "I don't know! I really don't know anything useful, God testifies, I really don't know anything." ”

The soldier who told the location of the oil depot was visibly relieved, and he was glad that he was finally alive, because that comrade obviously didn't have as much gossip as he knew. He even wanted to smile and pat the unlucky guy on the shoulder and reassure him that he would observe his surroundings more next time, but that's all his brain could think about.

"Whew!" a gunshot rang out, and the vicious Scarface pulled out his pistol, and without pause, the shot shattered a head, unfortunately, this head happened to be the young German soldier who told the information about the oil depot.

"I'm sorry, your mouth is too tight. I hate interrogating a captive like you, it's not challenging at all. Scarface muttered, turning his cold gaze to the young German soldier who said he didn't know anything: "You're not bad, if it weren't for the lack of supplies, I'd really like to light you a cigarette." ”