Wearing a uniform that tore off the collar seal, Zhukov was rudely thrown into a cell by the guards. With the sound of the claw, the iron prison door was tightly locked behind him.

This is a semi-basement cell, built during the period when Tsarist Russia pioneered Siberia. Its history is even older than Zhukov's grandfather. The cell is not large in size, only about four or five square meters square. In addition to the four walls cut with rocks and an iron door, there is only a small breathable port above the innermost part and you can vaguely see the sunlight slanted from the outside.

The place was dark, wet and had no beds. Zhukov walked to the corner to sort out the pile of dry straw on the ground and sat on it. He was not as frightened and uneasy as ordinary people, and his plain face was only a faint sadness and helplessness.

"A bunch of idiots! The Soviets will be destroyed in your hands!"

Zhukov sighed inwardly that when he broke into the military meeting, he was ready to sacrifice himself. Although he was a little surprised that he did not pull himself out and executed immediately, he would never thank the generals who issued the order to lock him up. In Zhukov's eyes, these people were all pigs and gongs, and their minds were filled with straw or piles of feces. Usually, they shouted revolutionary slogans and were sanctioned when talking about theory, but they were so naive when they encountered big things.

It is even worse than a three-year-old child. The current situation is obvious. The Chinese slowing down the attack in Krasnoyarques is definitely not as simple as they imagined. Judging from Zhukov's judgment, the Chinese on the opposite side are accumulating strength, or making some preparations, waiting for the opportunity of a thunderous attack. At this time, the command center is still dreaming of launching a counterattack or even annihilation of the enemy in Krasnoyarques, which is really ridiculous.

"Krasnoyarques is finished. Krasnoyarques' 60,000 Reds are finished..."

Zhukov sighed sadly. In his judgment, the Chinese would not give them more time. The terrible attack should have been in the past few days. If the men in the command center still faced the war with their current defense plan, failure could be said to be inevitable. Although Zhukov did not know how the Chinese attack would start. But he was sure that once the attack began, Krasnoyarquez would definitely not be able to defend it.

"How is the situation in the troops?"

On the southeast front of Krasnoyarques, Bai Chongxi stood on a high ground holding a telescope and staring at Krasnoyarques in the distance. More than a dozen soldiers were alerting around him. After a long time, he put down the telescope and turned around to inquire.

"The oil supply has arrived. The faulty tanks have almost been repaired." As the chief of staff, Zhang Zhizhong knew the recent situation of the troops and immediately replied.

"What about the morale of the soldiers?"

Zhang Zhizhong smiled and said, "Is this a matter of no reason? The battles along the way are unstoppable. Except for some casualties in the infantry division, our entire first armor suffered almost no losses. The troops below were shouting to attack Krasnoyarques in one go."

Bai Chongxi also smiled. From the beginning of the war to the present, he can be said to be full of energy. As the first armored division at the tip of the spear, he was in an uninhabited state in the vast Russian territory. In just a few days, he drove straight into hundreds of kilometers and hit the city of Krasnoyarques in one breath. Looking at Krasnoyarques not far from the northwest, Bai Chongxi knew the importance of taking Krasnoyarques to the entire battle situation, which was also the main reason why the General Staff and Front Command suspended the suspension.

Krasnoyarques is an important hub in central and southern Russia. Taking Krasnoyarques completely opens up the road to Moscow. At the same time, the north of Krasnoyarques is Tyumen. Whether for war or political reasons, Tyumen's oil fields are extremely important to China. Holding Tyumen in your hands can give the Chinese team a reliable logistics base.

Now, once Krasnoyarques is occupied, it will be natural to take down Tyumen. Moreover, the loss of these two places has also cut off the retreat of the newly formed Soviet Fulongzhi Eastward Front Army, so that the war situation will be held firmly in the hands of the Chinese side.

It is precisely for this consideration that Bai Chongxi was sure to use his First Armored Division as the vanguard to rush into Krasnoyarques with the fastest speed to eliminate the Red Army troops guarding here. But he also knew that if he did this, he would win tactically, but he could make some profits from a strategic perspective.

Now, the Chinese team deliberately slowed down the attack under the city of Krasnoyarques, giving the enemy an illusion. In order to prevent Krasnoyarques from all over the place to gather here, it gave the Chinese side a great opportunity to annihilate the entire Krasnoyarques region in one fell swoop. Moreover, the Soviet Union gathered in Krasnoyarques and put on a decisive battle with its own side, which led to the emptiness behind them, especially the insufficient guard forces in Tyumen and other places, and prevented the Soviets from jumping over the wall to destroy Tyumen's oil fields and Siberian Railway.

As long as the opponent is completely defeated and most of the enemy is annihilated, the Soviet side will not be able to react at all, and there is no time to resettle and destroy the Tyumen Oilfield and Siberian Railway and Highway Network, thereby providing great convenience for subsequent strategic deployment.

"Go! Go back to the command center!"

As they greeted Zhang Zhizhong, Bai Chongxi quickly returned to the command center. Not long after they came back, the front-line command center sent a telegram telling them that the temporary airport behind them had been completed and that the rest and recuperation air force was also ready. Now they can launch new attacks on Krasnoyarques anytime and anywhere.

After receiving a telegram from the General Command, the First Armored Division immediately began to prepare for the attack. The Air Force and Infantry Units were launched at the same time in cooperation with the First Armored Division. The ones who commanded the 101st and 102nd Division of the Infantry Group were not others, but were the seniors of Bai Chongxi and Zhang Zhizhong, Liu Zhi and Xiong Shihui.

After the Jiaodong Battle, Liu Zhi and Xiong Shihui continued to lead troops in Shandong. Last year, the troops were transferred by Wu Peifu to Inner Mongolia to form the 101st and 12th Divisions, serving as the commanders of these two divisions. Unlike the armored division, these two divisions are infantry divisions, but their equipment is much stronger than ordinary reorganized divisions. The entire division uses newly developed weapons from China, and the rifles have been replaced by imitation Russian rifles to new semi-automatic rifles, and are equipped with some submachine guns and trial assault rifles.

.In addition, in addition to basic equipment, the troops are equipped with large-caliber heavy artillery and self-propelled artillery, and have a battalion of motorized small units. It can be said that the 101st Division and 102nd Division are the models of the Chinese Defense Forces' adjustment of the current National Defense Forces Infantry Division, from the original pure infantry division to the motorized and mechanized infantry division. This war put the 101st Division and 102nd Division in the Mongolian Army Group and partnered with the First Armored Division in order to test the situation of these two troops in actual combat.

Although Bai Chongxi had a high opinion of himself and had great military achievements in the same period in the military academy, he served as the supreme commander of China's first armored unit. However, he was very polite to Liu Zhi and Xiong Shihui. One reason was that these two were his seniors, and the other reason was that Liu Zhi and Xiong Shihui had made their mark since the Eighth Division under Fang Zida. They followed Wu Peifu to fight Zhang Xun, fought with the Japanese, and also served as a member of the military observation team on the European battlefield. They were not inferior to Bai Chongxi in terms of military achievements and qualifications, and even slightly better. To this end, in order to ensure the coordinated combat between the three parties, Bai Chongxi personally went to the 101st and 102nd Division divisions and negotiated combat plans with the other party separately.

Late at night after Zhukov was thrown into prison, Zhukov, who was sleeping in a daze against the cold wall, suddenly woke up. A strange expression appeared on his face, and he turned his head and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he suddenly stood up and put his ears on the wall and listened carefully. The more he heard, his eyebrows tighter the tighter it became.

"Come! Come on!"

A minute later, Zhukov rushed to the prison door and slapped the door hard, shouting loudly.

"Where are people! Come on! I want to meet Comrade Loginovsky! I have an important military information report! Come on!"

The clanging sound echoed underground, and a guard appeared cursingly after a few minutes.

"What are you doing? I don't honestly reflect on your problem and shouted loudly in the middle of the night. Do you know what nature this is? You are deliberately destroying the rest of the revolutionary soldiers! It is to disrupt the normal working and rest system of our army and to create fighter jets for the enemy. This is a counter-revolutionary act...!"

"Shut up! You idiot!" Zhukov was so angry that his face turned red with anger. He roared and shocked the other party.

"You...you...you..."

"Go and report to Comrade Loginovsky immediately! The enemy is about to attack! Let him prepare for defense immediately!"

"You counter-revolutionary! Traitor! What nonsense? Attack? Where to attack? Who told you? And also told Comrade Loginovsky? Who do you think you are? Do you have the qualifications? Bah!" The guard, who was scolded by Zhukov, pointed at him in anger and cursed.

"Go and report quickly! It's too late! Go and report quickly!" Zhukov, who was holding the iron gate, roared with anger, "You fool, haven't you heard the gunshots outside stopping? This is clearly the enemy is preparing for a full-scale attack. The attack is about to begin. When the day dawns, the enemy will launch a fierce attack on us. If it's not ready, it's too late! Hurry up! Report quickly!"

"Report! Report your head!" The guard was furious and pulled out the stick hanging from his waist and thrust at Zhukov, hitting Zhukov's head and bleeding, but he still couldn't stop his yelling.

"You counter-revolutionary, what are you talking nonsense! I'll let you talk nonsense again, I'll let you report again!" One second, three times... Zhukov's face was beaten with blood from a wooden stick, and finally couldn't help but fall down. But he still kept saying the words he had just said, but his voice was getting lower and lower... lower and lower...
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