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Volume 1: Turbulent Era Volume 3: Cannons are firing Chapter 497: Flame

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    Frunze finally left the Kremlin with nothing. When he walked out of the gate, he couldn't help but stop and look back at the majestic building behind him.  Stalin's insistence caused Frunze to completely lose his last efforts. He knew clearly that once Moscow was occupied, the Soviet he fought for would cease to exist.

    Decades of hard work finally came to nothing, and Frunzhi's heart was like a knife.  But as a soldier and a staunch Bolshevik, he could not change the coming fate.  Sighing deeply, he looked back and walked towards the car waiting for him. The enemies outside the city were still attacking. He had to rush back to his combat post immediately to complete this impossible mission.

    On August 20, the Chinese and Russian coalition forces cleared the outer positions of Moscow and officially launched the final general attack on Moscow.  In the early morning of that day, with the roar of thousands of cannons and the bombing of the air force, a flood of attacks finally began.  At this moment, although there are still nearly 300,000 garrison troops in Moscow, the morale of these troops has fallen to the bottom. Deserters continue to appear in various troops, and there are even cases where entire troops collapse without a fight.  Although Frunze made its last efforts, it still could not prevent the total collapse of the front.  He had no choice but to personally lead the two last elite Guards, which were also composed of the most determined party members and cadres, to launch a fierce battle with the enemy.

    However, under the attack of the powerful Sino-Russian coalition forces, Frunze's resistance only lasted for just two hours. The last two troops in his hands were divided, surrounded and annihilated by the attacking enemy. Seeing that defeat was inevitable, he attempted to attack the Kremlin  In the end, Frunze, a staunch Bolshevik member, failed to achieve his goal. During the breakout, a shell suddenly hit his car.  The best military commander of the Soviet Red Army ended his life.

    At noon, the last troops guarding Moscow were annihilated. The Chinese and Russian coalition forces took advantage of the victory to pursue and advance towards the center of Moscow.  With the fall of Moscow imminent, Red Army soldiers throwing away their weapons and fleeing were everywhere along the way.  Except for encountering a very small number of weak resistance, the coalition's advance moved forward almost without any obstruction.

    At 1:10 pm, the coalition forces reached a place only 200 meters away from the Kremlin, the heart of the Soviet Union. The red walls and high dome of the Kremlin are clearly visible here.

    When the entire Moscow garrison collapsed, the guard regiment guarding the Kremlin launched a final resistance.  The sound of gunfire and artillery resounded in the fortifications outside the wall. The well-equipped guard regiment relied on the buildings to fight against several times the number of enemies. For a while, the two sides were in a stalemate, and the advance of the Chinese and Russian coalition forces was temporarily blocked.

    Of course, everyone knows that the guard group cannot stop them for long.  Although they lack heavy weapons, they are not afraid of sacrifice and fight tenaciously.  But all this will end once the armored forces of the Chinese and Russian coalition forces arrive.

    Gunshots were clearly heard from outside the wall, and the staff inside the Kremlin were in a panic. Some people were busy burning various documents, some were running around with guns, and some people had quietly slipped away when they saw that something was going wrong.  Some people were stunned and motionless, or they were crying and waiting for their final fate.

    "Comrade Stalin! Leave quickly! If you don't leave, it will be too late!"

    Stalin's office.  A major general begged Stalin to leave here immediately. Now the enemy is temporarily blocked by the guard group.  As long as we gather the last strength to break out, it is still possible.  However, no matter what he said, Stalin still refused to leave his office.

    "Comrade Boris, I will not leave here. The people need me and the country needs me! I will always be with the people." At this moment, Stalin was extremely calm.  He smoked his pipe and said calmly: "You can leave with other comrades. The future of the Soviet lies with you people."

    "Comrade Stalin!"

    With a wave of his hand, Stalin signaled him not to continue talking, got up and walked into the bedroom inside.

    In the bedroom, Stalin picked up the photo frame on the bedside table.  This is a family photo from many years ago.  Stalin, who has always been known for his iron will, showed an unprecedented softness and tenderness in his expression at this time. He silently stared at the person in the photo, with a smile on his lips, and gently wiped the mirror with his right hand

    After a long time, he took apart the photo frame, took out the photo and put it in his breast pocket.  After doing this, he poured himself a glass of red wine and sipped it slowly. Although the sound of gunfire in his ears was getting closer and more intense, it seemed that it had nothing to do with him.

    About ten minutes later, Stalin walked out of the bedroom. When he was surprised to find that Boris had not left and had been guarding him outside, he couldn't help but ask: "Are you still there?"

    ¡°Yes, Comrade Stalin, I decided to stay and be with you!¡± Boris replied calmly.

    StalinHe smiled, waved to Boris, and motioned for him to sit down next to him: "Thank you, Comrade Boris, you are a pure party member. It's a pity that I found out too late"

    "Comrade Stalin" Boris's nose felt sore and tears could not help but flow down. He choked and said: "You too You too"

    "Yes! We are all believers in the revolution, true party members If you give me another 20 years No! In just 10 years, the Soviet flag will fly all over the world!" Stalin sighed softly.

    Stalin will never have such extravagant hopes. The enemy is already right in front of him. Maybe in half an hour, maybe ten minutes or even less, he, the supreme ruler of the Soviet Union, will become a prisoner under the enemy's gun. As a revolutionary,  This situation is absolutely not allowed to happen, and Stalin has already been prepared for this.

    He nodded to the two loyal guards who had been guarding the door. The two guards silently brought in a few gasoline barrels from outside the corridor. Then they opened the barrels without saying a word and poured the pungent gasoline everywhere.

    ¡°Comrade Boris, what do you think of this way of greeting guests?¡± Stalin asked jokingly.

    Boris smiled and said: "The guests will definitely be surprised. I think this way is both special and surprising."

    "Hahaha! You are right, dear Boris" Stalin laughed, so happy that he almost burst into tears.

    A few minutes later, when the entire office was filled with gasoline, the gunshots outside suddenly became much weaker than before, but the shouts of killing had become clearly audible.

    Looking at each other silently, Stalin and Boris both knew that the last resistance of the guard regiment was over. The enemy had breached the gate and would soon be in front of them.  Now, the final moment has arrived and everything should be over.

    "Do you want to smoke?" Stalin asked with a smile as he picked up his pipe.

    "Thank you, Comrade Stalin, I am used to smoking this" Boris took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out and put it in his mouth.

    "This is a good habit, at least it's not as troublesome as mine." Stalin said with a smile, filled the empty pipe with tobacco, and then pressed it gently with his thumb skillfully.

    After doing this, Stalin looked at Boris with a knowing look. Boris took out the lighter, and with a crisp sound, the lid of the lighter opened

    "Hurry! Hurry!"

    The first infantry to rush into the Kremlin belonged to the 122nd Regiment of the Northwest Army. A captain and company commander led his soldiers to finally eliminate the last force of resistance at the gate and rushed in first.

    The huge Kremlin was like a maze. The captain had no idea where Stalin was hiding, but that didn't stop him from rushing upstairs because he knew that Stalin's office, as the supreme commander of Soviet Russia, couldn't be downstairs.

    Running up the stairs in a few steps, the captain searched room after room along the corridor, but every time he opened a room, either it was already empty, or there were only a few people who looked like ordinary guards hiding in the dark.  Every attempt is made to fight to the end.  After dealing with these bugs, the captain was a little worried that Stalin could not be found. At this moment, soldiers suddenly came to report that they had caught several escaping officials. According to the inquiries from the Russian translator, Stalin's office was not far ahead.  After hearing this, the captain was overjoyed and hurriedly led his people there.

    "Stalin! I'm here! Just wait, you old boy Hahaha!" The great achievement was right in front of him. As he got closer and closer to the destination, the blood all over the captain's body was boiling. At this time, something suddenly flashed in his mind.  What kind of credit will he get if Stalin is captured? In addition to the medals he deserves, will his military rank be directly promoted to the level of lieutenant colonel or even colonel?

    "Company Commander! It's just ahead!"

    "Okay! Attention everyone, be careful of old boy Stalin's counterattack!" Finally finding Stalin's office, the captain ordered the soldiers to slow down temporarily.  Now that the great achievement was in front of him, he didn't want to beat this guy to death because of the recklessness of the soldiers below. A living Stalin was worth much more than a dead Stalin.

    After beckoning the soldiers to search and move forward to prevent Stalin¡¯s personal guards from counterattacking, the captain gradually moved towards Stalin¡¯s office.  Ten meters, five meters, three meters, two meters finally arrived at the door of the office. All the expected counterattacks did not appear. The somewhat puzzled captain guessed whether Stalin, the old boy, had run away, with a smile on his face.  Anxious look.

    "Break open the door!"

    Thinking of this, the captain issued the order to attack, and two strong soldiers began to knock on the door. The thick oak door was very strong, and it did not open after a few hits. Just as the captain waved to send more people to open the door., suddenly a dull sound sounded from inside the door. Before the people outside the corridor could react, the solid oak door flew out like a piece of paper in the explosion and fierce flames, taking with it the people standing at the door.  The two soldiers were also swept far away by the air wave at the same time.

    As the explosion sounded, Stalin's office was covered in raging fire. The opening of the door caused the fire to spread to the corridor very quickly. Seeing that the situation was not good, the captain quickly led his people to retreat and waited for them to evacuate.  When we got down to the next floor, the entire superstructure of the Kremlin was enveloped in fierce flames. The rising flames and thick smoke quickly swept through the entire palace, causing the commanders of the Chinese and Russian coalition forces who were preparing to attack and search.  stunned.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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