"Then let's take the latter plan, Khrustalev, please protect Comrade Stalin's safety and let him have a good sleep in peace." Zhukov said to Stalin's guard captain.

"Yes." Khrustalev faithfully carried out his order, carrying Stalin's chair that he had lying down and put it in the lounge next door.

When Stalin passed by, the remaining people suddenly came to life. Shaposhnikov said: "Now, we cannot be without the commander-in-chief here. I recommend Comrade Zhukov to lead everyone for the time being."

When Stalin woke up, the first thing he had to deal with was Zhukov. He pushed Zhukov out as a shield so that everyone would be safe.

"Yes, yes, Comrade Zhukov was originally the person in charge of the Moscow defense war, and now everyone listens to you."

Everyone said something, and I said something, Zhukov only felt the sorrow in his heart. These people just found a custody. In this situation, they still put their own interests first. Can the Soviets still have a chance?

"Well, then I'm not polite. During the period when Comrade Stalin woke up, I will be responsible for the defensive battle in Moscow." Zhukov said: "Now prepare for battle immediately. After dark, the 5th, 16th, 33rd, 43rd, and the fourth army, led by ten tank divisions, retreated along the eastern roads and towards the direction of Gorky. The final destination is to retreat to Gubishev."

Gubishev, a city located in the Ural Mountains, lower than the Volga River, has been discussing recently that Gubishev is the temporary capital of the Soviet Union.

However, Stalin didn't say retreating, who dared to retreat?

"Take out all the fuel," Zhukov continued: "All vehicles are activated and our citizens are safely retreated."

Everyone present had their eyes lit up. At the same time, they knew how furious they would be when Stalin woke up. They had originally agreed to keep guarding in Moscow until the winter came to counterattack, but now, Zhukov organized his retreat.

Everyone knows that under the current circumstances, Moscow's persistence has lost its meaning.

If it was an orthodox urban offensive and defensive war, they could persevere. Even if Moscow was surrounded, they could persist for a few months. In history, the Soviets had the determination and ability in Leningrad from the war to the counterattack.

But now the Germans do not fight street wars with the Soviet Union, but instead use terrible weapons to razed Moscow to the ground.

Even if there were various means to survive the German bombing, using underground fortifications and extra oxygen, the buildings outside were gone, how long could they be fought on the ruins?

Moreover, who can guarantee that the Germans will bombard the second time in order to pursue perfection?

Moscow cannot hold on anymore. At this time, defending Moscow is a one-step chess move.

Instead of consuming precious power in Moscow, it is better to withdraw and bring the precious power to the Ural Mountains.

The mountains are natural enemies of tank troops. The vast Soviet Union is not so easy to conquer. As long as the power is preserved now, the Soviet Union will have the possibility of a turnaround.

Unfortunately, it is impossible for all the more than one million troops mobilized to retreat. The armies that Zhukov now issued orders are all reserve teams.

The troops that have arrived at the front line cannot be withdrawn, which will make the Germans alert, and in a short period of time, the mobilization of troops will not be concealed from the Germans.

Only these sparks can be kept.

"I agree with Comrade Zhukov's suggestion." At this moment, Belia spoke: "I will stay here and stick to the last moment."

Beria has always given people a gloomy feeling. He looks weak in wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, but he is absolutely not ruthless in killing people. It is because he relied on the firm and courageous execution of Comrade Stalin's orders in the Great Purge that he gained Stalin's trust.

The great waves wash away the sand. When the Soviet building is about to collapse, a person's spiritual nobility can be seen. Beria is willing to bury the Soviets for their burial.

Whoever stays in Moscow will be famous in history, but will also sacrifice, which is almost destined, and now, Belia is willing.

Listening to Beria's words, the others lowered their heads, they didn't want to stay here.

Shaposhnikov had a very impulse and wanted to say what to stay, but before he could speak, Zhukov continued.

"It was Comrade Stalin who personally appointed me as the supreme commander of the Moscow Military Region, so I will stay until the end." Zhukov's eyes swept across a person's face. They were all senior leaders of the Soviets, but at this time, there was no need to stay and sacrifice them all.

"Comrade Belia, your shoulders are very heavy. You must continue to supervise the discipline of the troops and prevent the troops from surrendering. You are also in charge of the production of our military system. There is no one to replace your position. More importantly, you must protect the safety of Comrade Stalin."

Zhukov looked at Belia with his eyes, and Belia nodded: "Okay, don't worry."

"Comrade Shaposhnikov, you are our chief of staff. The Red Army suffered heavy losses in the past few months, but we still have hope. After retreating to the mountains, we will continue to persevere in the war. At the same time, the Germans controlled too much land and would definitely not be able to eat it. It takes some time to digest it. This is exactly the time for us to accumulate strength. We have to wait, endure, and wait until the Germans and the United States start a war, which is our opportunity."

Shaposhnikov nodded too.

The atmosphere at the scene became inexplicably sad, and it seemed that Zhukov was explaining his funeral.

Until now, Zhukov is still just a general, and several of them are marshals present, but at this time, they respect Zhukov in awe.

After explaining one by one, Zhukov said, "Go and prepare now. Finally no one will interfere in me. I will command the defensive battle in Moscow."

Zhukov's words made everyone feel inexplicably sad.

The rest of his life is calculated in hours.

Everyone walked out slowly, and Belia fell to the end. When Belia turned around and was about to leave, Zhukov said the last sentence to him.

"Thank you, Belia, for saving the lives of Moscow citizens."

Belia's figure was shocked. He knew that he had not hidden what he had done secretly.
Chapter completed!