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Volume 2: My Country Four Hundred and Eighty-Nine. Battle of Istanbul (Part 2)

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    Istanbul is burning at war

    Marshal Goris seemed to see the defeated demon making a terrifying grin above his head!

    Bad news came one after another. His regiment commanders and brigade commanders were killed, captured, and missing.

    It was already difficult for his Turkish soldiers to stop the German advance.

    While the German army launched a fierce military offensive, their political offensive was also intensified at the same time.

    The loudspeakers on the propaganda vehicles that accompanied the army in Istanbul played over and over again in Turkish a call for the enemy to immediately lay down their weapons.

    The German army behaved differently this time than in any previous battle.

    They seem to regard war as a means to achieve a certain goal.

    The fighting spirit of the Turks is gradually disintegrating

    In fact, this is easy to understand. The battle was carried out completely according to the rhythm envisioned by the Germans. The stubborn resistance of the Turks in the early stage did not stop the Germans from advancing even for a minute.

    And the Turkish army's heavy losses have reached a shocking level.

    The vast majority of Turkish officers and soldiers have realized that it is difficult to hold on to Istanbul.

    Under such circumstances, political offensives can often achieve unexpected results

    The first senior officer to surrender in Istanbul was Major General Yasova, commander of the 7th Turkish Armed Infantry Brigade.

    His 7th Infantry Brigade was almost completely lost in the German bombing and attack. When the German tanks attacked less than a hundred meters in front of him, Major General Yasova decisively waved the white flag.

    Major General Yasova was treated well by the German army, which surprised him very much

    With a beginning, the following things will be easier to handle

    More Turkish officers began to follow Major General Yasova's footsteps.

    While the Turkish soldiers were still resisting heroically, their officers decided to give up the war.

    This is the saddest thing on the battlefield.

    At the same time that the German army began to gradually control the situation in Istanbul, Marshal Ernst Brahm conducted an attack on this historic city.

    The war is still raging here and bullets are flying everywhere, but for Marshal Ernst Brahm, there may be nothing in the world worth fearing.

    When the marshal riding on a Tiger tank saw General George Kepler, he only asked: "Where is the Istanbul I want?"

    "We can seize it soon, Marshal!" General Kepler, who personally directed the battle, seemed a little nervous: "Marshal, I don't recommend that you show up at this time. The enemy is still resisting tenaciously."

    "General, three hours have passed since the attack began, but I still see no sign that the war will end." Wang Weiyi's words were very slow, but there was no doubt: "Where is the victory you promised me?"

    General Kepler knew that he would not have a second choice. He respectfully saluted the marshal: "Marshal, you will see victory soon!"

    Wang Weiyi jumped down from the tank. Holding the marshal's scepter in his hand, he glanced at Major General Yasova, who was at a loss next to him: "General Yasova, do you think I am in danger?"

    Major General Yasova was startled, and then said cautiously: "I think maybe it is really dangerous here."

    "No, no, it's not dangerous here at all." Wang Weiyi smiled and shook his head: "Look, there are German tanks and soldiers everywhere around me, and above my head are German aircraft. I have such a powerful  Strength protection, what else is dangerous?¡±

    Major General Yasova smiled awkwardly.

    "Okay, let's discuss some other issues." Wang Weiyi smiled and said: "It is said that Marshal Goris is personally commanding in Istanbul. I would like to know where his headquarters is now."

    Major General Yasova hesitated for a while: "In the Arena in Istanbul."

    "Ah, that was the place where the Janissary Guards were massacred, those poor Sudanese Guards." Wang Weiyi smiled faintly: "Guo Yunfeng!"

    "Here, Marshal."

    "Can I trouble you with something?" Wang Weiyi's tone was very polite: "I will give you an armored infantry regiment, and add some more stalkers to form the Guo Yunfeng battle group. Can you help me take down the arena?  ?¡±

    ¡°I am willing to serve you, Your Excellency, Baron.¡±

    Guo Yunfeng now holds the rank of general in the German Wehrmacht, but he doesn¡¯t care at all what kind of official he is. The only thing he is interested in is commanding.? Troops appear on the battlefield.

    Even if you only command one company, it¡¯s okay

    In fact, Wang Weiyi also likes to do such things, but he has to control himself

    The intelligence provided by Major General Yasova was very accurate, and Marshal Golis set up his headquarters in what looked like a very solid arena.

    This ancient building once had a naked massacre, but now the blood here has dried up.

    Of course, maybe new blood will flow here again

    When Guo Yunfeng¡¯s battle group set off, Germany, which received the order, began to give him its strongest support.

    The Mailister Battle Group, which serves as the leading force of the entire army, also joined in the cooperative operations with the Guo Yunfeng Battle Group.

    The excellence of the German army is that while completing their own combat missions, they can also provide timely and strong support to their brother troops.

    And the current situation is exactly like this

    With the support of German troops, Guo Yunfeng's battle group quickly advanced towards the arena.

    On the road, we encountered countless Turkish army blockades, but the Mailister Battle Group, which was responsible for flanking any attack, always took the initiative to undertake the most arduous attack tasks for them.

    The Mylistel Battle Group has only one purpose:

    Let Guo Yunfeng's battle group appear in front of the attack target in its most complete form!

    The firepower composed of tanks and stalkers became the main assault force.

    The shells easily removed the enemy's fire points, and the tracks violently crushed the enemy's weak defense line.

    Assault!

    Target - Istanbul Arena!

    Marshal Goris finally knew that an enemy armored force was rapidly advancing towards him, and he also knew that the enemy had only one purpose:

    Own!

    However, it was too late for Goris to retreat now.

    The retreat road was blocked by the enemy, and the port was heavily bombed by the Luftwaffe.

    It is unbelievable that the two legions of Turkish troops had no ability to resist under the German attack

    ¡°They didn¡¯t even have time to assemble and arm Istanbul.

    The German army will never give them such time!

    Lightning flashes across the sky, piercing Istanbul!

    Now, Marshal Goris has only one last thing left to do:

    Order the troops that can be summoned to move closer to you as soon as possible. At the same time, order the guard brigade in the arena to immediately engage in the upcoming war.

    This is the most elite force that Marshal Goris can trust, but can it withstand the Germans?  No one has any confidence in their heart.

    Major General Tavas, the commander of the Guard Brigade, suggested to Marshal Goris that he immediately leave this terrible place under the protection of his carefully selected soldiers, but Marshal Goris refused.

    It¡¯s not that Marshal Goris wants to fight to the end, but where can he run to?

    There were Germans everywhere and bombings everywhere.  If he was caught by the Germans while escaping, he would only become a laughingstock.

    Rather than doing this, it¡¯s better to die here more simply

    The expected miracle did not come, and the German tanks finally appeared.

    What is frightening is that these German tanks that rushed all the way outside the arena without making the slightest adjustment immediately launched a ferocious attack on the Turkish guard brigade in the arena.

    Artillery shells roared in, machine guns roared, and intensive and terrifying firepower was organized.

    Those stalkers are simply a group of demons on the battlefield, constantly throwing artillery shells into the enemy's positions, and then rising up in time and spreading the flames of the explosion.

    unstoppable!

    After seeing the German attack in the most realistic way, Marshal Goris immediately had such an idea in his mind.

    If he was full of confidence in defending Istanbul before, but with the beginning of the war, Marshal Golis's confidence was shaken. Then, when he appeared in the most real battlefield, his psychological defense completely collapsed.  .

    The Turkish army, which he was once proud of, turned out to be so vulnerable in front of the Germans!

    "Marshal Goris, we cannot stop the enemy's attack." Major General Tavas said this with a tone full of frustration: "The enemy has not really started to attack yet, but their artillery shells have destroyed several of my defense lines.  Soon, those Germans with submachine gunsSoldiers will appear in front of us."

    Marshal Goris nodded heavily

    He knew that his men were not afraid, but the reaction that anyone would have in a situation of complete despair.

    He could not blame his subordinates harshly.

    "General Tavas, what do you think we should do?"

    Facing the marshal's questions and listening to the constant sound of explosions and machine gunfire in his ears, Major General Tavas finally said: "We have only two choices, either we all die here or surrender."

    Marshal Goris's eyelids twitched.  surrender?  This was something I had never thought about before.

    However, now it¡¯s time to make a decision.

    With a "Boom -", another bomb fell into the arena, and a large plume of thick smoke rose in the firelight, which seemed to be urging Marshal Goris to make his decision as soon as possible.

    Surrender - or die!  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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