230 – Glory to the Country, Rest to the Hero (1)
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“The 6th Armored Division is holed up in Paluga, fighting a defensive battle, and succeeded in preventing the 8th Motorized Infantry Brigade from breaking through the defensive line, which was approaching for relief.”
“Uk ranian Airborne Forces are estimated to have suffered significant damage.”
“In the end, we couldn’t protect Stalin, but the enemy’s main attack, which had been pressuring us from the front, stopped.”
The staff members, who had been wearing suits of death just a few days ago, now had faces full of confidence.
It is natural.
Because he was directly destroying Enoch Levandel’s army!
Only the commander of the 9th Corps, Lieutenant General Vasily Molodov, who conceived and realized all these operations, was only looking at the tactical map with a serious expression.
It is still too early to confirm victory.
That was Vasily’s idea.
The betrayal of the Southwest Army Group is virtually a fait accompli.
In case the commander of Army Group Southwest, Radia Khrushchev, who was provoked, suddenly turned his gun, he did not report to the center.
Still, with the exception of the 104th Infantry Division, the 9th Corps’ request for cooperation was all the same.
If the Southwest Army Group breaks its silence here and actively seeks out the rescue of the Uk ranian Army, that in itself is a big problem.
‘I’d rather just let it go for a while like now. Time is on our side anyway.’
There was no need to be impatient. Supply is sufficient, and manpower is constantly being replenished. The stabilization of the front line and the improvement of soldiers’ training skills were slowly progressing.
One of the reasons for the defeat of the Imperial Army at Lunetsk was helpless impatience.
But now that position has completely changed. It was far more strategically advantageous to allow the misunderstanding between the Uk ranians and the insurgents to build up.
However.
The upper management didn’t think so.
“Long time no see, Comrade Corps Commander Vasily Molodov.”
“How did Comrade Commander-in-Chief Lavrenty Yezhov get here…… ?”
“Why do you ask for something obvious? His Majesty the Emperor personally conveyed his congratulations on your loyalty and outstanding achievements.”
“Huh.”
A hollow laugh escaped Vasily’s mouth. Yezhov’s eyebrows twitched strangely, but he carried on with his words as if it didn’t matter.
“Praise for public service is fine. The war is not over yet.”
“That is correct, too. So, shouldn’t we end the war quickly?”
An ominous feeling crept up from within at the commander-in-chief’s reply.
“The thwarting of Enoch Levandel’s offensive and the encirclement of the Uk ranian cavalry deserves commendation…… His Majesty the Emperor expresses concern about why the besieged troops are not dealt with in time.”
“…… No need to worry. Everything is going as it should.”
“According to the plan…… I did not expect to hear such an answer from my comrade’s mouth. Wasn’t it you who was more vigilant than anyone else?”
Vasily Molodov closed his eyes at the sensation of his choking. What is to come is finally here.
‘Damn it, I can’t stand that bird!’
It’s always been this way. The emperor, who has no military knowledge, is trying to interfere without fail this time as well.
Especially this Lavrenty Yezhov.
This guy was the biggest problem.
A bat-like guy who has completely turned into a political soldier. He was not incompetent, but the cause he had in his heart was not the defense of his country, but his own preservation.
“You shouldn’t do this when you know.”
“Watch your mouth, comrade. I am now in the capacity of Commander-in-Chief. Even an honorable soldier called an imperial hero cannot violate the principle of top down.”
“Why the hell are you doing this!”
“How many times do I have to tell you to understand! His Majesty said!!”
The scene of the two generals raising their voices froze in an instant.
“Okay, let me be direct. Why didn’t you annihilate the enemy’s army after encircling it?”
“It is the same with us that has drawn the enemy deep. Even if you can barely form a siege, the corps don’t have the skills to go inside and occupy it!”
“Skills…… It’s skill If it’s a skill that can’t even annihilate an enemy who is isolated and trembling helplessly, is that skill right?”
Awesome.
Vasily Molodov gnashed his teeth.
It was an obvious threat and understatement, but Yezhov looked straight into Vasily’s eyes as if he didn’t even need to react.
“I never dreamed that Soviet War Hero could be such a coward.”
“…… There’s no point in provoking something like that. Even if you don’t fight anyway, the power will collapse by itself over time. There is no reason for the people of the empire to sacrifice themselves for forcibly destroying it.”
“I think I will say that anyway, so I will issue an emergency order at the discretion of the commander-in-chief.”
Captain Lavrenty Yezhov smiled and took out a piece of paper from his pocket.
Vasily nervously snatched the paper from his hand and read the sentence quickly. And it didn’t take long for his eyes to be stained with astonishment.
“We will deploy the 733rd Reinforced Infantry Battalion and the SS…… ?”
“Yes. But is the young reaction cool? Didn’t you read all the way through?”
Lieutenant General Vasily checked the paper again in a snarky tone. Then a single line of text appeared, highlighted in red text.
‘Approval to dispatch archmage to Stalina, call sign бедствие.’
The Great Mage.
As soon as he saw the word, Vasily crumpled the paper and grabbed Yezhov by the collar. Staff members on both sides hurriedly rushed in and tried to stop them, but all stopped at the gesture of the commander-in-chief who stirred as if it was okay.
“You’re crazy, did you really go crazy!? How the hell are you going to deal with the aftermath?!”
“There is nothing that cannot be done in a situation that has already expanded as much as it will expand. Rather, the West wanted us to use the Great Mage first.”
“What is that…… !”
“Because there are facts that only a political soldier like me can know, not a field soldier like Comrade.”
The hands that gripped Yezhov’s collar trembled. It was Vasily Molodov, who always kept his composure.
It was the first time even his staff members who had been with him for several years had seen him so flustered and enraged.
The corps commander eventually let go of his collar and stepped back. Yezhov rips off the front of his crumpled uniform.
“Your comrade has devoted himself to the Empire, so I will keep today’s matter a secret. Originally, it would be possible not only to remove the position, but also to repatriate the central government…… I think it’s possible because we’re at war.”
Because war drives even normal people crazy.
The commander-in-chief added his last words and turned around.
“Oh, by the way, as you wished, the merit service will be held after the war is over. You should get it soon. However, it would be better to come to the capital a week before the ceremony and have the uniform mended. Maybe it’s because I’ve been in the field for a long time, and my uniform doesn’t look good when it’s worn out.”
Vasily Molodov did not answer. Instead, he just glared at Yezhov with angry eyes.
“Please maintain the siege line well, comrade. From now on, our center will take over.”
Introduction of the mutant unit, which was treated as a top secret even within the military, and the ‘SSB’, an independent unit that was newly established after the last great purge and received only direct orders from the emperor.
And then there’s the great mage of calamity.
The situation on the front line, which had been carefully controlled, began to run out of control again. The steering wheel has already left Vasily’s hands.
“…… sh*t.”
Even he did not dare to know whether it would be a race to victory, as Yezhov and the emperor thought, or a race to the precipice.
***
The corps’ remaining offensive capability was plummeting toward the floor. The commander of the 9th Corps, Vasily Molodov, was a tough opponent as expected.
It wasn’t enough to surprise the side of the tribute who was taking a detour to join the special agent.
I even figured out the bad habit of Major General Olena, the commander of the 1st Armored Division, who was in charge of the main attack, so that the supply unit could not keep up with the advance of the combat unit.
In addition, like a ghost, he realized the betrayal of the Southwest Group Army, and at the same time, he coaxed the divisions under his command, whose opinions had not yet been settled, and drew them to his side.
‘There was a lot of talk about General Balbung in the game, but after experiencing it myself, I understand why.’
He was a formidable tactician.
The view of the battlefield is insanely wide.
It was not a very pleasant situation from the standpoint of facing the crisis of a lifetime after being possessed, though.
“Air supply is possible?”
“It is possible, but will it be able to handle that much demand… ….”
“Please do your best, Colonel Roxanna. The lives of the isolated Uk ranian soldiers depend on the colonel.”
“I will do anything possible.”
For now, the 6th Armored Division and the 9th Infantry Brigade cannot operate.
Air supply is just a matter of connecting lifelines, and it will not have a significant impact enough to turn the tide of war.
Then the card I was given…….
“Is the 5th corps, 7th corps, or other troops coming from the mainland yet?”
“There is nothing special about coming down from the top.”
“The key is how long you can hold out.”
I’ve only tried the anti-aircraft operation so far, but it was a very painful experience to suffer.
While defeat has not yet been confirmed, it was clear that defeat would become a fait accompli if the current situation continued.
“Though it seems that the capabilities of Army Group South, including the 9th Corps, have been considerably lost. It will take a little more time before launching an offensive to destroy the siege…….”
“Commander Enoch Levandel!!”
It was then that the messenger with a contemplative face came.
It was a scene I had become accustomed to by now. Not surprising for a corps commander who was renewing his worst day after day.
However.
I never dreamed that the real worst would start from now on.
“An urgent telegram from the commander of the Special Operations Forces, Joseph Lewandowski. It is said that troops that appear to be mutant troops have been deployed to the area where the Airborne Forces have dropped!!”
The news that came one after another was shocking and frightening.
Mutants. Did you even take out that card at this timing? On top of that, the black bodyguards, in effect, brought all of the power from the center.
What about the battle against the Red October near the capital?
Even the telegram sent from the ally’s Operational Bureau not long after was even more spectacle.
[There is a high possibility that the enemy archmage will be deployed.]
Are these bastards serious?
