Imperial Overlord

"Report! I see the target is on target!" After a short flight, the German pilot flew over Vladimir.

"Repeatedly approach the target! Adjust the position of the bombsight and adjust the flight altitude!" On the plane, the German commander of the war commander loudly reminded his pilots through the radio.

The German horizontal bomber group, flying at the height of the clouds, immediately began to descend, and in front of them, the Stuka dive bombers had already begun their dive attack.

"Boom!" On the ground, the explosion made the war horse uneasy, and the neighing sound echoed everywhere. The sounds of gunfire and machine guns echoed as Soviet soldiers fought back into the sky.

"Tudu; tug!" The anti-aircraft artillery on the armored train pointed to the sky fired a row of tracer bullets to correct its trajectory.

Even in broad daylight, the light from the tracer bullets is very dazzling. The bullet was swept out of a curve in the sky, and countless bullets flew high.

"Where is Comrade Stalin, Comrade Dalin?" Vatutin was about to cry at this time, and the troops were in chaos. He had to protect Stalin's safety.

Under this circumstance, if Stalin is really allowed to have three longs and two shorts, then the Soviet Union will really fall into the abyss of doom.

He himself is absolutely to blame, at least he will end up being buried with Stalin: whoever succeeds Stalin, he must be killed to quell the incident.

"I don't know that when the attack came, he, the secretary and the members of the guard were arranged in a house on the edge of the city!" A regiment commander, disheartened, pointed to Vatutin where Stalin might be: "I don't know if he's still there now!"

"Boom!" Farther away, a house was directly hit by a bomb, and the debris raised by the explosion flew to a place not far from Vatutin.

"Comrade General must now find a place to hide and it is not safe!" The regiment commander looked at the location of the burning explosion in the distance and persuaded Vatutin.

"You, bring someone to protect Comrade Stalin!" Vatutin didn't seem to hear the other party's persuasion, and said: "Let the soldiers find a place to hide the station and focus on protecting it!"

He doesn't have a very good way now. There are not many anti-aircraft guns to protect the railway station and the railway, but they are just pretending to pretend.

"Ugh..." In the sky, the sharp cry of the dive bomber cutting through the air stream tore Vatutin's eardrums.

He narrowed his eyes, looked at the early morning sky, and saw a plane rushing towards the train station aggressively, dropping a huge bomb near the train station.

"Boom!" He didn't know what the other party's bomb hit, but the Soviet Army's few anti-aircraft artillery fire had become more immortal.

"Take someone to maintain order! Don't let the troops be in chaos!" He grabbed a staff officer who was on standby in front of him, and arranged: "The old can keep the train with tracks!"

If these planes ruined the railway, not only would Stalin not be able to leave by train, but even the supplies transported into Moscow would not arrive on time.

"Comrade General + Jun Dalin is being transferred. His safety is taken over by the **** team. I heard that he is going to transfer to a farther place." An officer with a steel helmet ran to Vatutin's side and fell down. Then he shouted loudly.

Not too far away, a building collapsed, sending up dust everywhere, and the sound of the explosion drowned out the shouts and the roar of gunfire.

"What did you say?" Vatutin turned sideways and shouted loudly at the officer. He did not hear the other party's words clearly, and only heard the sensitive word of Comrade Stalin.

The other party held the helmet with one hand and shouted again loudly, so that Vatutin could hear the message he brought clearly.

Vatutin pointed to the sky: "A large group of people were discovered by the dive bombers in the sky, and it will only be more dangerous!"

The other party nodded, because there was no sound of an explosion, he heard Vatutin's warning clearly, and he would immediately return to Stalin's location to announce the matter.

On the surrounding buildings, the mounted heavy machine guns began to shoot flames, and more bullets shot into the sky.

"The enemy planes are dispersing! We have dispersed them!" A staff officer who observed the German planes in the sky with a telescope shouted loudly.

It was definitely good news for the bombed Soviet troops to be able to see the German planes being dispersed by the barrage.

"Quick! Comrade Chief of Staff personally go to the train station to check the situation of the train! We can't stay here any longer!" Vatutin pointed to the direction of the train station~www.wuxiaspot.com~ shouted to his comrades-in-arms road.

There are really not many people he can mobilize now, and when suddenly bombed, there are even fewer troops that can be controlled.

The entire Soviet army was in chaos, and it was already very difficult to restrain most of the troops from disintegrating.

"Protect Comrade General!" The chief of staff was not a coward. He pointed to Vatutin, shouted to the guards around him, and turned around and ran to the train station with a few soldiers.

Now that Stalin's Guards took over Stalin's security, bombing on this scale should come as no surprise.

Vatutin thought very clearly that as long as there was no accident with Stalin, as soon as the German plane left, he would immediately take the soldiers to protect Stalin from the **** place of Vladimir.

But no matter how clearly he thought about it, it couldn't actually change anything-now the German plane was still hovering above his head, like a bald eagle seeing flesh and blood.

"The **** of the Air Force, they haven't rushed over to Comrade Dalin here at this time, don't they want to live?" Vatutin clenched his fists and muttered while looking at the plane in the sky.

Even he himself knew that it was impossible to expect those P-40s and I-16s to drive away the German bombers.

Unless the Germans have no fighter jets to escort, unless the German fighter jets are not nearby... But this assumption is simply a joke, the German **** technology is quite mature.

"Comrade General + Comrade Army!" A staff officer put down his binoculars and shouted loudly to Vatutin.

Vatutin didn't know why the other party called him, and then saw the panic on the other party's face, pointing to the distance and shouting with a crying voice: "Look over there!"

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