I Became Stalin chapter 278

I became Stalin chapter 278

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“Everywhere else is fine, but only India?”

“Yes, Comrade Secretary General. The imperialists seem to see India as a last resort. In other conflict zones, the gunfire has slowly stopped, but… .”

In an instant, the Japanese Civil War, which caused more than 200,000 casualties on both sides, and the 3rd Civil War, which destroyed the Hua-Chung Plains in the recovery basin and generated millions of refugees, waged a war without gunfire over the wording of the peace agreement under the ‘arbitration’ between the US and the United States. was doing

However, in India, he said that the NATO Allied Forces were making their last advance in the eastern metropolis of Calcutta. There was a strong request from the UK, and the US seemed to have decided that it would be better to keep a wedge in place than to struggle in the huge land of India.

“They must have been quite exhausted… We’re not in good shape either. Vasilebsky?”

“Yes! Comrade Secretary General!”

“How much can we send to the Indian Revolutionary Army if we mobilize all our air transport capabilities to transport the necessary military supplies?”

“Are you talking about air transport? Well… .”

In principle, the Soviet Union did not directly intervene in the war, but indirectly provided supplies through its allies such as Tibet and the Indochina Federation, and sent officers back to the end in the form of ‘training’ or ‘sending civilians’.

However, if the US violates the agreement in this way, it will be possible to airlift supplies rather than troops. There is no mention of starving there yet, so the focus is on munitions rather than food and clothing.

“It will depend on the situation at the local airfield, but Comrade Secretary-General, maybe… About 300 tons per day will be possible. This is, of course, assuming that US fighters and anti-aircraft guns do not interfere.”

“Strictly, send only military supplies, excluding other materials. Make sure you don’t mix things like military uniforms or boots.”

“Yes! Comrade Secretary General!”

“Wars are always full of mistakes, but whoever makes fewer mistakes wins, right?”

This one or that one was a bitch.

Our side had to fight with tens of thousands of defeated soldiers, a small number of armored units, and almost no air force, with the head of the military advisory group being ill from a disease that did not know whether it was malaria or typhus.

However, the NATO Allied Forces side was not right. To give orders to occupy a large city within a few months with infantry divisions that had to march hundreds of kilometers of dirt roads.

The allied troops, who are often caught in embezzlement of materials, and who are trained and swindled, will become more terrifying internal enemies than external foes.

“Concentrate local special task forces into the city of Calcutta. The command right is the commander of the military advisory group… Oops, did the manager say he was sick? Then hand it over to the deputy general manager.”

“Yes! Comrade Secretary General.”‘

“And hmm… .”

What more do you want me to do? There was a limit to providing supplies and troops. Even if you try to send an international brigade, you can’t put those on the South Indian or Japanese side in India within a few weeks and have them fight in perfect condition…

“It’s nothing. For all the advisors dispatched to the area, it is enough to receive a first-class special promotion… would it be appropriate? In terms of boosting morale?”

* * *

“Huh! Heh heh heh… .”

Nikolai got out of bed, gasping for breath, in a hut-like residence near Calcutta, where war was pouring in from moment to moment.

Is it because I’m too nervous? I had a nightmare that I did not have even during the Great Patriotic War. His body was drenched in sweat, either because of the muggy weather or from a nightmare.

‘What was… .’

It seemed that something gigantic human form appeared in a looming dream, dropping shooting stars and waterfalls of the Milky Way upon him… The scissors were pressed so heavily that I couldn’t move.

“Whew… .”

Nikolai took a deep breath and got up to wash off his unpleasantly sticky body. Do you mean bombing?

During the Great Patriotic War, they were able to receive an equal level of air support from the middle of the war. here? It was difficult to expect even a proper artillery support, let alone air support. A 152mm-class artillery battalion deployed for each division, a 203mm heavy cannon that occasionally provided support, a Katyusha multiple rocket launcher, a victory missile… .

Fighting in an army without artillery or air force. Nikolai was indescribably sorry for the soldiers he would drive into limbs from now on.

Just then, he heard someone knock on his door.

“… ? come in Oh? oops… .”

Nikolai, who had just taken off his coat and was looking for the washbasin, was in a hurry when he realized that he was taking off his clothes and asked him to come in without thinking.

When Makarov came in and saw Van Ra’s superior, he was also bewildered, but when he saw Nikolai’s lean body, he grinned. Although slightly oily in the belly, he was a very exemplary Soviet soldier, considering that most senior officers became fat after serving in comfortable positions of command.

As Nikolai roughly tucked his shirt over, wriggling through the scars from the fragments on his shoulder and chest, Makarov giggled and joked, just like in Frunze’s time.

“After all, to meet a beautiful wife… .”

“Don’t be silly, Vladimir. No, of course, it’s true that Katia is a beauty, but… By the way, what is going on at this hour?”

“Yes, Brigadier General, a message from home has arrived.”

“A message from your home country? Give it to me.”

Nikolai took the piece of paper from Makarov’s hand and read it all the way down.

“Increasing artillery force mainly with lightweight howitzers… This is very good. special task force? Hmm, this isn’t too bad… No, but the Brigadier General? I’m not an acting deputy general manager, so I’m a colonel.”

“That was until yesterday, and if you look at the bottom of the full text, they say that officers and technicians from the delegation Calcutta mission unit will give you a first-class promotion at once, Sir Brigadier.”

“… !! Everyone will love it. but… .”

Officers would have liked it, but soldiers used it as a slightly different slang term.

It means nothing other than war death. As it is customary to give first-class special promotion to the fallen, the special promotion has become a slang for soldiers who have nothing to do except for making great military achievements or dying. Especially since great martial arts usually involve warriors.

Now, Nikolai was gradually getting longer as an officer than as a soldier, but the word special was still not a good feeling for some reason.

“Damn, so where did the enemy go?”

“about… In less than a week, an advance squadron of enemy forces will enter downtown Calcutta. The friendly right wing successfully delayed the battle against the Portuguese, but… .”

“… In any case, reinforcements are of no use when fighting the enemy for the first time.”

Makarov looked at Nikolai with an incomprehensible expression. Are you planning a strategy with the assumption that you will really win?

Even the most optimistic Indian military leaders did not expect a decisive victory. They are only trying to stop the complete siege of Calcutta and engage in guerrilla warfare to prevent the enemy from taking complete control of Calcutta.

But Nikolai, now calculating his power, seemed to bring real victory.

* * *

“Whew… It’s still a long way off. Are the Portuguese troops following properly?”

“Ah, yes, um… Currently, the advance is being delayed because of the stubborn resistance of the enemy… .”

“Unfortunate bastards… .”

6th Corps commander Paul Frederick sighed. Although united under the name of the Allied Forces, the Portuguese and Italians did little other than fill their heads.

He wondered if there was actually any stubborn resistance. Because of the complex reporting system, it took days and days for what was going on over there to spread, and it was covered in various rhetoric.

Those Latins were prone to sabotage in battle, yet they always demanded the best of supplies. Why don’t they one day report that all of the division’s tanks have been destroyed without even fighting! In fact, when it was revealed that they had destroyed themselves and then embezzled them home, the US rear command was astonished and ordered them not to hand over their armored forces.

Then, this time, he sold dollars and firearms to the guerrillas and made an informal contact from this side to refrain from raids. All the leaders of the Allied Forces could not help but admire the pathetic little boy.

‘The Germans who thought of fighting the Soviet Union with them are the best.’

Wasn’t this time also deliberately avoiding the battle and delaying the advance? Frederick was skeptical. Top officials continued to demand a quick move to Calcutta, but the long exposure of his vulnerable side due to the sabotage of the left continued to make him uneasy.

However, it was difficult to turn the central force to the left. 3 divisions to conquer one of the world’s largest cities, Calcutta! There was a follow-up force, but it was difficult to imagine how many guerrillas were encamping there.

So the 4th Panzer Division on the right wing rapidly advanced and surrounded the city, but… .

“There’s nothing going on. Only one.”

In fact, the lamentation might have been lamentation against himself. He had a career in the Central Staff, never a field command.

Aside from serving as a platoon leader after graduating from the military academy, he was an orthodox staff officer with no experience as a front-line company commander, and he was promoted because he “survived.” MacArthur, who ousted Marshal Marshall’s line, which had been deeply rooted in the Chief of Staff, on charges of “rending”, quickly promoted a small number of minorities.

To be honest, he was awestruck when he took on a position that was overshadowed by MacArthur’s acquaintance with a member of the Bataan gang, and because it wasn’t Marshall’s direct pick.

“Actually, I shouldn’t be here… .”

The sky was overcast, and the weather weighed down on people as if it was muddy. Frederick was also weighed down by the weight.

Subordinate officers could not hide their anxiety when they saw the commander who lacked motivation and confidence. After General Walter Kruger, who was supposed to be there in the first place, resigned due to family history issues, General Frederick, who was recruited from Chief of Staff of the Indian Expeditionary Force, was not convinced of himself until the end.

The Jeep collapsed with a rattling sound. The general groaned as he sat in the back seat reviewing the documents and bit his tongue at the sudden stop of the car.

“Ugh… .”

“Sir, are you okay? driver! What kind of driving… .”

“Sin, sorry! Road condition… .”

“No, I am fine. Has the road been like this once or twice? Hmmm… .”

Not even one of these things works… . As he pondered that, he began to review the paperwork again. But I couldn’t help it that it didn’t come into my mind at all.

I became Stalin chapter 278

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