Chapter 143 Entering the city
September 16, southern region, Kiev.
The sound of gunfire that has lasted for a month has stopped, and the silence on the outskirts of Kiev is a bit scary.
The weather was a bit gloomy, and a large number of earth-brown phalanxes appeared outside the city slowly moving. They were Soviet soldiers who had lost their command and were handing over their weapons to the Germans in droves.
These soldiers had complex numbers, including members of the 5th, 6th, 12th, 26th and 37th Group Armies, and the weapons they handed over were also diverse.
Bobosha submachine guns, Mosingana rifles, Tokarev pistols...all kinds of weapons piled up into a hill, but few of them had heavy firepower. Even a slightly larger caliber mortar took a long time to appear. Not only that Many of the guns didn't even have bullets.
It can be seen that the Soviet army was extremely embarrassed at this time.
A stretcher was carried out, and someone carried a Soviet officer dressed as a political commissar for identification.
"Who is he?" A German major general pointed to the cold body on the stretcher and asked the anxious Soviet officer beside him.
"Chief of Staff of the Southwest Front Tupikov." The Soviet officer took one look and immediately turned his head.
"Where's Kilponos? Where's Khrushchev?" the German major general grabbed the opponent's collar and asked.
"No, I don't know..."
"Don't know?" The German major general let go of his hand and called two SS soldiers to "take him and take him to the woods in the southwest." Go!"
"No, no, no! I won't go! I won't go!" The Soviet officers struggled hard. Gunshots have been heard in the southwest for the past two days. Everyone knows that it is dry. Yeah.
"General Kilponos and the others are breaking out to the west. The others should be by his side. That's all I know, so please!" The frightened guy fell to the ground exhausted.
"To the west, in the direction of Lochvita?" the major general muttered to himself.
Bang! ! !
The gunfire rang out, and a section of the branch above the major general was knocked off, and a few leaves fell down. It did not cause any harm, but only shocked him.
"There! There is a gunman!" the guard shouted and chased in one direction. After a while, the sound of submachine guns rang out in the woods, and within a minute it became quiet again.
The major general stepped on the ground full of fallen leaves. Two young attackers lay on the ground with bullet holes all over their bodies. They were not breathing. One of them had long hair and was obviously a woman.
Someone handed the attacker his weapon, which was an old-fashioned Berdani rifle with the front sight worn off. This type of gun had been eliminated 20 years ago.
Old weapons and inexperienced shooters, this was almost a suicide attack, but there was a look of admiration in the major general's eyes.
The major general glanced at the dead man on the ground, then at the Soviet officer huddled aside, and cursed in a low voice, "Coward!"
"Inform His Excellency Guderian that we are preparing to enter the city. "
"General, according to the command yesterday, all officers must be questioned before entering the city." A second lieutenant reminded at the side.
"Whose order? I don't remember the Gestapo accompanying the army." The major general sneered.
"It was suggested by the Adjutant General's Office and personally approved by His Excellency Guderian. It is said to be to screen out possible saboteurs."
Hearing that it was personally approved by Guderian, the Major General reluctantly Liao Ren did not complain again.
"Okay, when does it start? We have to save precious time."
"It has already started, they are now..."
Before his men finished speaking, the sound of an engine came from behind. A Horch 901 off-road vehicle parked behind them, and General Guderian was sitting on it.
"Goodson, my chief of staff, what are you doing here?" Guderian spoke first. "Your Excellency, didn't you order personnel screening and searches? I'm just waiting..."
"Forget that order, now we are very pressed for time and need to start work immediately. Gu Desen, take your people and me into the city!" Guderian ordered to the others.
"Yes, as you wish, Your Excellency!" Goodson nodded, then looked at the general's car with a puzzled expression on his face.
This was not the first time that the general was not followed by a guard. In the past, His Excellency Guderian would also ask his adjutant to drive him to inspect the troops on a temporary basis.
But today’s situation is a little different.
There were four people sitting on the Horch 901 off-road vehicle. Only one of them he knew. That person was an ordinary staff officer in the Adjutant's Office. Under normal circumstances, he was not qualified to travel with the general, but the other few people were obviously They are women, and what’s even more striking is that all of them are Slavs in appearance.
Why is this?
"Sir, with all due respect, how many people are in the car?" The major general considered his words.
"Dawson was sent by me to perform other tasks, followed by security personnel from Berlin." Guderian explained casually and dropped the topic.
"Security personnel?" Goodson looked at the women and didn't understand what they could do.
"Tanya, show me." Guderian said to the youngest girl among them.
The girl nodded, put down the half-bitten apple in her mouth, pulled out a rifle with an expressionless face, and then aimed at the distance.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After three shots, white velvet flowers flew up a hundred meters away, and several dandelions blooming in the wild were accurately hit.
Hiss! So powerful.
Hit a flower swaying in the wind from a hundred meters away, and fired three shots in a row. This skill was extremely rare even in the elite German army.
Although the two women at the back did not take action, they probably have their own unique skills.
No wonder he is sitting behind the general. He is indeed an elite sent by Berlin. As for the identity of the Slavic woman, the major general does not care. After all, the Third Reich is in full swing, and it is normal for people of other nationalities to serve.
Well, as long as it's not Jewish.
"Okay, Your Excellency, please go this way, and our people will clear the way!" The chief of staff showed a look of surprise on his face, and called the guards to clear the way.
Under the guidance of the chief of staff, the Horch 901 off-road vehicle drove into the city and entered the Glebkovi Museum, which was temporarily used as a command post, under the anxious eyes of the surrounding people.
“I was so nervous just now, I almost thought I couldn’t get through.” The staff officer driving beside said quietly to “Guderian”.
"Shut up, you are my driver and assistant now, how could you take the initiative to talk to me." He Chi pressed the brim of his hat and asked in a low voice.
"How long has it been?"
"It's been about half an hour." The staff officer looked at his watch nervously.
“Be more precise!”
“32 minutes and 52 seconds”
“Well, okay!” He Chi, who was dressed as Guderian, touched the underside of the table and chair. The suitcase was tapped without leaving any trace.
There was a faint sound of mechanical rotation.
(End of this chapter)