Chapter 1172: Fate is with Petersburg
Petersburg.
After the great Patriotic War began, Marshal Voroshinov was appointed as a member of the National Defense Committee, a member of the Supreme Command Base Camp, and a commander-in-chief in the northwest direction.
His main task is to protect the great October Revolutionary Sacred, Petersburg.
But now, the situation seems to be quite unfavorable.
At this time, in the northwest headquarters, Voroshinov was nodding to the phone, and on the other side was a roaring lion.
"Why did Pskov lose? Where are you going to retreat? Are you going to the Arctic Ocean?" He was very familiar with the voice. It was Stalin's, and now Voroshinov is sweating profusely.
Things have not been going well on the northern front.
As the Soviet Marshal, Voroshinov had outstanding military achievements. He got together with Lenin and Stalin since the beginning of the Civil War. During the Great Purge, Voroshinov took the team accurately and had a high flag, becoming the most obedient person under Stalin.
It is also because of this that he was able to walk along the way and be entrusted with important tasks by Stalin.
Voroshinov was the propaganda god of war, but now in the war, no one in the Soviets seemed to have good luck.
Stalin was quite dissatisfied with them.
The loss of Taogavpils made the Pskov-Leningrad completely exposed to the German army due to the loss of natural barriers.
At that time, Stalin was extremely angry and ordered the removal of General Kuznetsov's position as commander of the Northwest Front, Major General Sobinikov, commander of the 8th Army, and appointed Lieutenant General Vatujing as the chief of staff of the Front.
However, this obviously had no effect. The German army advanced straight into Riga, the capital of Latvia, and broke through the Soviet defense line on the Latvia-Russian border. What Stalin couldn't stand was that the Soviet army actually abandoned Pskov and opened the door to Leningrad.
After receiving the news, Stalin was extremely angry. He called Marshal Voroshilov, the commander-in-chief of the northwest, and asked in person.
Comrade Stalin was angry, and the consequences were serious.
Voroshinov knew that although he kept flattering Stalin, Stalin did not need flatterers now. What he needed was a firm warrior and an excellent commander.
On the phone, Voroshilov solemnly said: "Comrade Stalin, I know my responsibilities, and I will spare no effort to complete the instructions of the Party and the people to me."
With Pskov's occupation, Petersburg was exposed. Voroshinov now knows that his fate is associated with Petersburg and must not be lost here.
After putting down the phone, he felt his back was wet.
"Immediately mobilize all the residents of Petersburg and build three lines of defense around Petersburg day and night. We must keep the German tanks outside." Voroshinov looked at the map and said to the others.
Now, he must mobilize the masses, which is what the Soviets have always done. Now, it is still very cold outside, and the weather is cold and the task of constructing fortifications is very difficult.
"On the outermost point, we take Luga City as the center, starting from Shimsk on the west bank of Lake Ilmen in the south, and spreading along the Luga River, and ending at the mouth of the Luga River in the north, the Luga defense line is about 300 kilometers long, and four infantry divisions and three militia divisions were deployed on this defense line."
Voroshinov still had some experience when he walked out of the civil war. He looked at the map and his mind began to turn rapidly.
Arrange three lines of defense, dig deep trenches, hinder the attack of German tanks, consume the Germans' vitality, and force the Germans to give up their attack on Petersburg. Now Voroshinov's brain has entered a moment of full speed. In this way, time passed by little by little.
When he saw his deputy wanted to say something for the third time, Voroshinov finally got impatient: "Vatujing, what exactly do you want to say?"
Just now Vatutin wanted to speak, he was stopped by Voroshinov. Now he finally had the opportunity to speak and said to Voroshinov: "Marson, no, our Baltic fleet has been attacked by German bombers, and the fleet requested fighter escort from us."
German bombers? They often come to Petersburg. What's the terrible thing? These sailors are so weak. Voroshinov waved his hand: "Okay, dispatch a squadron of fighters to help them drive out the bombers. Well, be careful, don't be too much. We must also protect our Petersburg."
Vatujing breathed a sigh of relief and went out to give orders quickly, but just after he went out, he turned around and came in again.
It has been more than an hour since I just requested a fighter plane. Now, the situation at sea has undergone earth-shaking changes again, and Vatujing's face is pale.
Voroshinov obviously realized the special situation of his assistant. He had already said the three lines of defense almost exactly. Now he frowned: "Vatujing, are we?"
"Marson, our Baltic Fleet, it's over." The words Vatujing said shocked everyone present.
Finished? What does it mean?
"The two battleships, Mara and October Revolution, were sunk, and the rest of the battleships were also under the attack of German artillery fire, and they could not hold on."
In Voroshinov's plan, the Baltic fleet was still useful. They could use their naval guns to support the defensive battles on the ground, and now, these warships have actually sunk.
If Stalin knew this news, he would definitely be even more furious.
Voroshinov's face was pale, and his hands began to tremble involuntarily: "Take off the fighter plane, take off the fighter plane immediately, help the Baltic fleet and save our warship."
"Vatujing, you bastard, why didn't you report earlier just now?"
Voroshinov had just finished speaking, and suddenly a whimpering air defense alarm sounded over the entire city.
Damn it!
The German air strikes came again. All fighter planes needed to take off to meet the enemy. The Germans often formed a large group of dozens of aircraft to bomb, and their fighter plane troops were always stretched.
Can you still help the Baltic Fleet?
At this time, Voroshinov's heart had already sunk to the bottom of the valley. He actually forgot to ask the important point, where was the Baltic Fleet attacked?
Kronstadt, it is the west gate of Petersburg!
The sunken warships were blocked on the waterway, and Petersburg's sea passage was completely blocked. If necessary, the German Navy could even use their large caliber guns to directly hit the grenade from Kronstadt to Petersburg.
Chapter completed!