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Doesn’t it know that live horses?
Has been beaten to death by steel horses?
This poem was written in 192 … I have to say that this is really a strange thing; For a sensitive lyric poet who misses the passing of Ross, for a famous peasant poet, for a poet who was born to like "we little people", the result of the argument between the living horse and the iron horse was clear as early as 192, but some militarists and politicians still wandered around with cavalry and tanks.
In fact, the German intelligence department tried to kill Marshal tukhachevsky, the commander of the thorny Soviet Red Army, by means of framing, and finally realized Stalin’s attempt to get rid of the tukhachevsky forces that had been threatening him with the help of Germany’s arrangement of knives, and firmly grasped the command of the Red Army in one breath.
However, the Tuhachevsky case was used to crack down on Soviet industrial talents and weaken the Soviet government’s talent preparation plan, but it was easily seen through that there were too many fake documents because of the eagerness to expand the Soviet purge movement, which lost some authenticity and made Stalin not extend the purge movement to the technical department. Although several designers were arrested because of tukhachevsky’s involvement, it did not hurt the roots of Soviet industrial talents.
It is not difficult to see that in 1926, Germany and the Soviet Union’s high command signed a secret agreement. According to this agreement, Kerr Company established military technical assistance for the Soviet Union. At that time, tukhachevsky was the chief of staff of the Red Army of workers and peasants, and he naturally had contact with German officials.
In 1926, the text of the agreement was signed by tukhachevsky himself, which made it possible to imitate his signature and create false letters. From the letter, it seems that "his accomplices" have reached an agreement and got rid of the civilian jurisdiction and seized the state’s political false letters. There are various real seals of the German intelligence machine "Gestapo", such as "top secret" and "secret", but there are no substantive actions involved in these documents.
It is obviously impossible to deceive the Soviet Union by relying on such a trumped-up document, but it is very sufficient to help people like Stalin to suppress and deal with his forces.
On the night when tukhachevsky was waiting to be shot, an unexpected thing happened, but a prison guard knocked on his cell door.
"hello! Marshal tukhachevsky! " The prison guard has a faint smile on his face and looks like a human and animal disaster. "I am an action agent sent by the Gestapo of Germany. If you are willing to close, leave here with us! We will send you back to Berlin, Germany, where you will be very safe. "
Tukhachevsky eyebrows a pick at the guards since laughed "thank you! It seems that the Fuehrer said it was true that he didn’t want to confront me head-on. He was willing to help Stalin beat me in this way! "
"The Fuehrer also doesn’t want to meet the Marshal, so he has to benefit Stalin’s prejudice against the Marshal, but the Fuehrer admires the Marshal very much, and your talent will certainly treat you better than Stalin." The prison guard rummaged through the key to the prison door and tried to insert it into the keyhole.
"You are really pervasive! I didn’t expect our great Soviet land to have so many spies! " Tukhachevsky said with a wry smile.
"It’s not as much as you think!" The prison guard smiled and explained, "I’m an action group responsible for this kind of thing. I knocked out a prison guard and changed his costume to get in here. It’s not easy to estimate that we will lose some money if we are found out to meet several of us outside. We all have spies in a prison, which is too highly of us."
"It’s not working! I’m not going to Germany! I am a man who will never surrender to the bourgeoisie. It is better to die heroically than to drag out an ignoble existence! " Tukhachevsky shook his head to stop the prison guard from moving. "Say for me and your head of state that I’m sorry I didn’t fight him on the battlefield."
"You no longer consider one?" The prison guard was very sorry and asked again.
"I’m tired … you go." With that, tukhachevsky lay back in the single bed in his cell.
The German attempt to bring tukhachevsky back to Berlin ended in failure because the marshal himself did not cooperate-which formed a fresh irony with the trial of his charges. Early the next morning, ezhov’s men were eager to shoot the marshal of the Red Army with great achievements.
Only three days later, Tuhachevsky’s wife and children were also sentenced to death for espionage and treason, and a prominent marshal family disappeared from the long history.
After killing Hatchevsky and his wife and children, Ye Ruofu and his men arrested his relatives, friends and colleagues. When a worker in the People’s Committee saw the portrait of a marshal who was arrested, he was surprised and asked, "Why don’t you pick it up?"
"No …" The arrested person replied, "You should know that people will erect a monument to him one day."
This friend, Marshal Bold, didn’t live to see the day when tukhachevsky was rehabilitated, because he and his family were crammed into the Zhongying train to Siberia the next day, waiting for the train to go to Siberia’s ice and snow destination. At a good time, his family of as many as 13 people left two skinny children.
Chapter 141 141 Madrid changed hands
"Blare … blare …" Mixed with the sound of turbulence, it makes people’s hair stand on end, full of guns, and the streets of Madrid still look so fresh and harsh.
"Pay attention to the day! Enemy planes! " An IRA officer pointed to the sky to wake up his comrades, but he was just exposed when he was swept over and hit by a machine gun. His face was blood and he fell on his back in the trench, still shaking.
Stuka dived to a nearly right angle and threw a bomb at the IRA position by mistake. With a loud noise, rubble and broken glass splashed everywhere, mixed with arms and fingers, sending crowds of IRA soldiers to heaven in the trenches.
Stuka bombers dropped bombs and took off to the high altitude, while the ground fire protection force slammed back at the tail of the plane. All kinds of machine guns and rifles and ammunition were sprayed into the sky as if they didn’t need money, but they were waiting for them. They were low-cover Stuka bombers, Spanish army he51.
"comrades! Watch the front! The bastards of the National Army are coming again! " A machine gunner looked down at the officer beside him, raised his helmet on his head, looked at the other side, and the soldiers of the National Army shouted, "Let them taste us!"
"bang!" One shot, then the second shot, and then the machine gun roared. Just because Stuka dropped the bomb, the position became silent, and the Spanish Republican Army immediately became noisy. Their flesh and blood made an unbreakable position.
"hello? Is it the second company? This is the battalion! Yes … Yes … The position has been taken by you? Very good! Stay there! Until I give you new orders! You can arrange people to rest … but you must make sure the position is safe! Ok! Long live the Fuhrer! " A battalion commander of the grenadier regiment of the 2nd SS armored division ordered the man with a walkie-talkie.
Then he put the microphone in his hand and walked to attention before an officer who was sitting in his battalion and looking at the map of downtown Madrid and reported, "Lieutenant Colonel! Our army has taken the second company of the eye-catching hotel in the fifth block, and the soldiers are stationed nearby. "
"What about the loss? The enemy made some local counterattacks at noon, and the National Army heard that 54 people were killed. "The SS lieutenant colonel picked up the glass and took a sip, then asked.
"It was reported that three people were killed and 19 wounded in our battalion yesterday," the battalion commander said with great distress. "To tell the truth, the National Army is far less brave and tenacious than the IRA. They were able to win by the new equipment and us."
"To tell the truth, we still can’t adapt to the ceaseless war of attrition in this city. The 2nd Armored Division of the Field SS can advance dozens of kilometers every day, and the losses are negligible, but the streets of Madrid can hit several important streets with the same losses." The lieutenant colonel said with a sigh.
He suddenly remembered something and asked, "What about our hunting team? How is the performance in the city? "
"As always, the hunting team performed very well. In the city, they seemed to be in paradise." The battalion commander looked much better when he started the hunting team. "Yesterday, they submitted a report saying that they killed 49 IRA soldiers and officers less, but most of the results were verified by our method."
"There is no need to take risks to verify these achievements. People who lie about their exploits will eventually die because every time they exaggerate their achievements, the company will send them to more dangerous places." The lieutenant colonel waved and smiled and said, "That is no different from chronic suicide."
"It is worth noting, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, that some snipers also appeared in the IRA troops, and one of us was killed by enemy snipers." The battalion commander continued to report that "they just learned our tactics very quickly. I think once the war falls into a war of attrition, more snipers will be trained."
Lieutenant Colonel gave a wry smile. "There is nothing we can do. We can lure our opponents to do wrong things, but there is no way to stop them from doing right things."
The shelling in the distance happened again.
"Franco suspects that there is an IRA headquarters here, and they are shelling their suspected areas." The map knocked on the middle school and said to the battalion commander, "But General Bok thinks that the other headquarters should be our attack direction. I brought seven tanks to cooperate with your troops to capture this school here in the afternoon, hoping to gain something."