Imperial Overlord

"What's the matter? You just completed the second transformation of your defense line yesterday, didn't you?" Marshal Voroshilov grabbed the phone and asked angrily.

The second reconstruction he mentioned refers to the reinforcement of the original hastily constructed defense system by the Soviet front-line troops with the assistance of local residents.

The so-called assistance of local residents is actually a practice of forcibly requisitioning all available labor force, men, women, young and old, and digging a series of defense facilities including anti-tank trenches.

The reconstructed defense line is actually a main defense zone with a thickness of 3 kilometers. This line of defense was regarded by Voroshilov as impregnable and would not fail easily.

Therefore, in Voroshilov's view, as long as he shrinks his forces and builds such a line of defense around Leningrad, it will not be a problem to stick to it for a few months.

Who would have thought that on the other side of the phone, the strong line of defense he relied on, the German army was completely penetrated after only a few hours of attacking.

"The transformation has been completed, but the German attack was too fierce, and my troops suffered heavy losses..." On the other side of the phone, the commander of the Fourth Army replied in tears.

"Why don't you ask for reinforcements? Ah? Is your phone a spoon for eating?" Marshal Voroshilov felt a blood surge in his head, and he really wanted to scold his mother now.

His subordinates would be so stupid that when the Germans attacked, they couldn't hold their positions, and they couldn't remember asking for support.

"Germany... the Germans...they...just, just now, started to attack...about, about, about fifteen minutes..." The commander of the 4th Army, finally, stammered to say what he wanted to say If so, say it all.

"You coward, bastard! You promised me that you can keep this line of defense for at least a month!" Voroshilov roared angrily while holding the phone.

"What a month and fifteen days! You can't stand it after only fifteen minutes?" Voroshilov put his hands on the armed belt. If he was at the scene, he would definitely pull out his pistol. Kill the commander.

"Sir, Commander... Comrade Marshal... How do I know that the Germans smashed all the shells on my head?" The commander of the 4th Army burst into tears.

On his position in the distance, the heavy artillery of the German army extended layer by layer on his position like a plough.

The explosion that destroyed the sky and the earth, even if he watched it from a distance, he could feel the power and violence.

The smell of burning gunpowder was in the air, and the Germans didn't seem to want to waste time in his position, or to put it another way, the Germans didn't seem to want to leave any openings in this place.

After the explosion, it is still an explosion, and after the explosion, it is still an explosion. After the explosion, there is an endless explosion.

Rockets and artillery shells fell in turn, as if the Germans were venting their pent-up anger. A round of shelling lasted for more than ten minutes, and before anyone could catch their breath, the second round of shelling began again.

The commander of the 4th Corps heard reports from his men that the Germans, under the cover of artillery fire, had torn through the flanks of his troops.

But he still does not know the specific situation, and does not know where the German army found such a large number of artillery pieces.

What he didn't know was that there were also a large number of Soviet-made shells mixed with the giant shells.

Along the way, the Germans captured at least 1,000 Soviet artillery pieces of various calibers, all of which are now used in the campaign against Leningrad.

Large calibers include the formidable K5 railroad gun, and small calibers even include 75mm infantry guns.

Counting the artillery that the Germans had themselves, Marshal Loeb concentrated more than 3,000 artillery pieces in one direction.

Such a lineup, even in the First World War, in that era of trench warfare, can be regarded as a real big deal.

So the commander of the 4th Army was tragic, so the tragedy of Marshal Voroshilov, so the tragedy of the defense system of Leningrad.

"Comrade Commander... What does Comrade Marshal say?" The political commissar of the Fourth Army asked after putting down the phone.

The commander of the 4th Army didn't know what to say at this time. He sighed and replied: "The marshal ordered us to hold the position for an hour, and reinforcements will arrive."

"One hour? We are an army, blocking a German army?" The political commissar saw the overwhelming shelling in the distance, and his tone was full of despair.

In fact, he still underestimated the artillery fire concentrated by the German army. This is definitely not the artillery of an army group, at least three!

Loeb is an old general. Before Li Le crossed, he was the leader of Hitler's army. He is proficient in the coordination of infantry and artillery, and is familiar with commanding such a battle.

In this case, breaking through the enemy's defense line is actually a very easy thing. After all, he has an overwhelming advantage in firepower, and he also has some surplus in troops.

"Otherwise, what should I do? The enemy's attack is so fast, it will take time to mobilize the troops, right?" Looking at his political commissar, the commander of the Fourth Army said helplessly.

This political commissar has just been assigned to the front line, and he doesn't know much about the military. Reinforcements can't arrive right away, after all, it takes time to mobilize the reserves.

However, the progress of the German attack was too fast, so there was not much time left for the Soviet army to react.

"I'll go to the front to take a look. If it's possible... Forget it, use all the military personnel to follow me to the area where the enemy is attacking!" The commander gave an order depressed.

He was going to prepare to take all the soldiers he could find~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to block any possible breaches by himself. If it can be blocked, then the entire line of defense has the possibility of continuing life.

Buckling the helmet on top of his head, the army commander was about to step out of his army headquarters.

At this time, the sound of the air being torn apart suddenly sounded, and when everyone was caught off guard, a huge explosion sounded.

The tremors and collapses made everything around them chaotic. The dust spreads out and fills everyone's chest.

Then there was another huge explosion, and in the nearby trenches, the soldiers were lifted into the sky.

The stumps and arms were thrown everywhere, and the stones and wood were broken into pieces. All that remained was a huge crater where the military headquarters was, and some smoking wooden stakes that had been used as bunker supports.

The commanders of the Fourth Army were blown to ashes by a shell, and the entire command was paralyzed.

That afternoon, the German armored forces broke through the defense line and headed for Leningrad, starting a hurricane.