My Third Empire

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At the time when Vattukin gave the order to fight back in his own headquarters, Stalin nodded in admiration at a professional stand-in that looked very much like himself.

He didn't let this stand-in replace him to death in Moscow, because for generals who are familiar with Stalin's character and way of speaking, using the stand-in is simply questioning everyone's IQ. He couldn't imagine the horror that if he left Moscow, even his remaining power in Moscow would be taken away by the substitute. So he didn't leave Moscow until now, and he didn't use the substitute to carry out the seemingly tempting escape plan.

Stalin knew everything about him was inseparable from power and identity. Once he surrendered power and left Moscow, once he was incognito and nominally died in Moscow, then he would not be good even if he was alive. It turned out. He knew that it was possible that he had just left Moscow with his forefoot, and it would end in a second after the war, and then he would endlessly pursue his personal endless pursuit. He would eventually die in a warehouse or farmland like the other enemies of Akado. in.

He does n’t want to be like this, he does n’t want to be killed like this. He would rather die on this stage than he would like to jump off the stage like a clown, in a corner where the spotlight ca n’t shine, forgotten or nameless Died. He is very similar to Hitler in another time and space, or someone who may have been brilliant, has the same idea.

"You are my stand-in and have always replaced me in times of danger. This proves your loyalty to this country. I hope my generals have the courage you have to dare to face enemy bullets." Stalin patted himself The shoulder of the avatar, and then encouraged: "My advisers suggested that I inspect all positions outside Moscow to encourage morale and prove that I did not leave."

He paused a moment when he said this, and then looked at the man as if he had printed a stamp on him: "So I plan to let you go to the frontline instead of me to see it for me, and then take everything you see , Report it to me. Can you do it? "

"Great leader Comrade Stalin, please believe my loyalty and love to you!" The man finally said, compared with the real Stalin, his voice was younger and sharper. Because of their different positions, he didn't have the majesty of Stalin's former superior, and he spoke faster.

In fact, these were not problems in the past, because in dangerous situations, Stalin's substitutes were often very far away from others. So these small details, which can only be discovered at close range, do not actually affect the avatar's task of replacing Stalin. And every time he answered Stalin's words in front of Stalin, it would make Stalin lament the greatness of the Creator. It could make the appearance of two people so similar.

"Go!" Stalin waved his hand, indicating that the avatar was ready to perform the task. He sat weakly in his chair and looked at the wall. The portrait of Lenin was taken away and left unnatural. The light and rectangular traces of the square are dazed. He wanted to die quietly here, but he always felt that he should not choose to commit suicide like a coward, but choose to fight like a warrior to the end.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth and murmured to himself: "Maybe, I should have a submachine gun. When the Germans rush into my office, I will be able to die like the brave soldiers. It might be the case if a German dies again, so I have a face to meet Comrade Lenin. "

Just as he murmured, his stand-in, with prepared manpower, came out of the underground bunker, from an exit covered with gravel and rubble, to a street outside Moscow's Red Square. He narrowed his eyes to adapt to the dazzling sunlight around him, feeling the sadness of the whole city like the end of the world.

The car is ready, and the roar of the engine is covered in the sound of a distant shell explosion, which is not so abrupt and harsh. The Stalin's avatar looked up at the huge black smoke pillars rising in the distance, not knowing what was in his heart. This time he didn't need to talk about anything in front of the soldiers, as long as he waved his hands at the fanatical soldiers far enough to let them see their leader in despair.

"Let's go!" He glanced at Stalin's guard captain Zaitsev, who was beside him, and he saw a helplessness in the other's eyes. So as he got into the car, he said to the captain who was his old partner.

Several cars were moving slowly on the ruined streets. The direction they were going to today was the Ascension Cathedral where the Zhukov cluster headquarters was located, where Stalin ’s avatar had to shake hands with 10 army commanders and 22 division commanders. And took a group photo with dozens of heads of the front.

He didn't need to say anything during the whole journey, and the only few lines were empty slogans that had been discussed in advance and had no actual content. The rest of the matter will be left to the guard captain Zaitsev, and the inspection will be ended hastily, and the group will then rush to the Vattukin Moscow cluster headquarters in the north of the city.

In fact, it is not safe along the way. German shells and bombers passing by from time to time may cause trouble to the convoy, so Stalin used his own stand-in to ensure his absolute safety. Of course, it turns out that the Germans did not attack Stalin ’s convoy, and what prevented the convoy from advancing was the craters all over the ground and the trench anti-tank trenches dug up by the Soviets themselves.

"No way, it seems that we can only go down a long way." Zaitsev looked at the pavement and the ditch like the surface of the moon, frowning and opening the Stalin stand-in in the car. Said.

The outside of the car was already full of onlookers and nearby garrisons. These civilians were ragged and some people were carrying wooden sticks. They had just filled the craters with broken stones and debris, trying to restore some limited However, their efforts were obviously in vain, because the destruction of the German army was much faster than their repair.

Often people have not filled a huge crater, and another shell will fall, turning the flat ground not far away into a steaming crater. And such an explosion will take away the civilians who are filling the pit and the lives of the wounded soldiers, so that those who were originally alive will become the raw materials for filling the pit.

But when the war destroyed everything in this city, and all civilians found that they had nothing to do except to go out to help others, everyone could only use this method to free themselves from their fragile and small souls in the war Too. If you do not participate in similar labor, then in this case everyone will not be able to get a bite, so more people choose to be busy instead of huddling together and starving to death.

The woman chose to have medical points in various locations in the field hospital, and then these workers from all walks of life changed their skills to learn various nurses, although the survival rate of soldiers was high under their bandages and rescue No, but it was already a very lucky thing for the crying wounded to be comforted by others in the last second.

In addition to being cannon fodder, the elderly and children can also fill the road, transport the wounded, and carry ammunition. In short, the work seems to be endless. As long as you can send some stuffing food when everyone is hungry, there will be a lot of labor. Come.

But in the last few days, it seems that the army's food supply is running out, so everyone's enthusiasm for working has subsided. When people nearby learned that Stalin was going to pass by, although some people were organized to fill the road, the progress of the work was very limited. After all, there may be things that you do n’t eat, so the only enthusiasm you have when you work is gone.

"Comrade Stalin! Comrade Stalin! When will we be able to end the war?" An old man with a shovel leaned forward and shouted loudly at Stalin's substitute who had got out of the car. Even he himself didn't know, since when, when people talk about war, the term ending war is used instead of victory.

Stalin, who got out of the car, didn't say anything, and he didn't know how to answer this mass question. But there are more and more yelling voices around the other party, all asking this question. So he began to panic, and then looked at Zaitsev beside him.

Zaitsev had to stand up daringly and comforted the crowds who were out of control: "Calm down! Comrades Stalin has worked hard to end this war. We are working with our allies and encirclement circles. Contact the friendly forces outside and we will soon win the war "

"Shut up! We do n’t want to listen to lies! You said that we were going to win the war a year ago, and now we are all going to die here. You still use such a sentence to tarnish us? Go away! You dog stuff! Do n’t Come out again! You let everyone's son die, but you lie to everyone here. "Countless voices broke out, making everyone embarrassed. Stalin's guard soldiers lowered their heads, and they didn't seem to be used to the situation of being blamed.

"The plan was cancelled! Coming back with comrades in the same way!" Zaitsev looked at the angry crowd in front of him and was forced to give an order to retreat.

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