Chapter 496 Whose fault?

From Hitler's stiff expression, he could read his distrust of himself. In desperation, Guderian sighed softly again and had no choice but to tell Hitler the truth.

"The things on display at the Berlin Exhibition were all fake items for people to see. The troops on the front line did not receive these winter heating equipment at all, just like they did not receive winter clothing."

About a few weeks ago, Marshal Brauchitsch, who was worried that Hitler would drop the hammer of judgment on his head, came up with an ingenious idea to organize a Berlin exhibition that was organized by the Army Headquarters.

According to the Army Command, the items on display at the exhibition are all winter heating equipment currently used by frontline troops. All kinds of thick tents with thickened thermal insulation partitions are available. A small warm stove is lit on the spot. Through the flames, one can see the smiles of the German soldiers on the front lines sitting around the stove to warm themselves up.

It's a pity that everything that is superficial is just a mirror made by Marshal Brauchitsch because he is worried that Hitler has arranged for him. The German soldiers on the front line were as frozen as their grandchildren. Not to mention a small warm stove, it took a lot of effort to dig a small hole and light a fire to heat the food. The so-called deep concern for the front line troops was purely for Guderian. Nonsense.

Realizing that he had once again been deceived by those around him, Hitler was furious.

Marshal Brauchic tried his best to invite himself to participate in the exhibition. At first, he thought it was because he wanted to let himself experience the warm and pleasant living environment of frontline soldiers. In addition, he also did publicity and filmed a news documentary to show to the frontline soldiers to boost their morale. Now it seems This is a trick that this guy who is a corpse-eater uses for the sake of the position under his butt.

Thinking that Brauchitsch, a phony guy, had been fired by him, Hitler couldn't help but feel lucky and a little bit happy about his "foresight". I don't know how much trouble a guy like this will cause if he remains in the position of Army Commander-in-Chief. It would be better for him to take up this position concurrently and take charge of the Army's work personally.

Seeing Hitler's changing expression, Guderian couldn't guess what Hitler was thinking at the moment, so he could only continue to speak truthfully.

"At the beginning, they were constantly advancing towards Moscow to attack. As soon as the battle situation turned around, they were driven to pieces by the Russians like they were chasing prey. In short, the troops on the front line could hardly stop to rest for a moment. They were always in a state of constant tension. Constantly maneuvering to attack or retreat."

"We don't have the time and energy to build decent barracks, and it's hard to find decent wood in a barren snowfield. It would be better if we could occupy the nearby Russian village, at least we can withstand the biting cold wind in the middle of the night. But most of them Soldiers who froze to death all happened in the wild. They slept in trenches and bomb craters in order to defend their positions and defense lines, and they froze to death in their sleep. "

I wanted to refute Guderian, but no matter how much I tried, I couldn't find a reasonable breakthrough point.

The order to hold the position was given by himself. Hitler could not hold Guderian accountable for the German soldiers who obeyed his orders and froze to death in the snow. To do so would be tantamount to beating him with his own hands. His own face, and it was still very loud.

Hitler, who was in an extremely unhappy mood and had no place to vent his evil fire, finally ended the conversation that gave him a headache. He waved his hand to indicate that Guderian could temporarily step aside and let himself be quiet for a while.

After leaving the head of state's office, Guderian was not in the mood and did not want to be in the same room with this group of people who were fooling the head of state all day long. He took his young adjutant alone outside the house to breathe in the fresh air that seemed to have been absent for a long time.

"What did the Führer say? Did he agree to our request to retreat?"

Hearing the anxious questions from the adjutant beside him, the bitter Guderian smiled more ugly than crying.

"No, and I have a feeling that it will be worse than the current situation in the near future, although this may only be for me personally."

The next meeting with Hitler was at dinner time after nightfall.

Perhaps it was because of his conscience that he had sold Guderian, the father of the German armored forces, who rarely returned to Berlin, to save face, or perhaps he just wanted to see Guderian, a stupid guy, get scolded by the Führer again.

All in all, when Guderian, who was full of worries, walked into the dinner venue with a slightly heavy step, Guderian was surprised to find that his dining position was arranged next to Hitler.

After sitting down, Guderian, holding a knife and fork in his hand, really had no appetite for the fragrant food specially provided by the head of state in front of him.

This has nothing to do with Hitler's light diet and lack of oil. It is simply that the stubborn Guderian still refuses to give up the ultimate goal of his trip to the base camp.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to eat, he chattered in Hitler's ear for a while. No one eating at the same long dining table helped Guderian speak, as if they were all waiting to see Guderian's joke. Corresponding to this was Hitler's look of boredom and disdain, as if Guderian was playing tricks on him like a charlatan.

After dinner time, Guderian continued to chase Hitler into his office and continued to chatter, but the topic of discussion shifted from the problems of frontline soldiers to those who fed Hitler the ecstasy soup.

"Judging from the behavior of all gentlemen at the dinner table just now, I think the instructions and reports submitted by our frontline troops to Berlin were not correctly understood, which ultimately led to the failure of the head of state to make a correct judgment."

"So I suggest that there be a shift change now, and that you gentlemen be replaced with the front-line generals who have been commanding the battle for more than half a year, so that they can come to the head of state to take on the responsibilities of think tank and staff. This will allow the head of state to better understand the frontline war. "

The outspoken Guderian is somewhat similar to Zhukov to a certain extent. The biggest similarity between the two is their lack of kindness.

The shocking words from Guderian's mouth not only greatly stimulated the senior officials of the General Staff and Command present, but also made these people whose status was no lower than Guderian glare at each other on the spot and feel furious, as if a fuse firecracker had been lit. Hitler jumped up from his chair with excitement.

"What are you talking about?! Guderian! I can't live without the people around me now!"

Guderian thought that his suggestion had been misunderstood by Hitler, so he hurriedly continued to explain to Hitler in order to allow personal adjutants and security personnel to change shifts and go to the front line.

"That's not what I meant, my Führer. What I meant is that you need frontline generals with the latest and richest experience in today's wars to advise you, especially those who are fighting in the winter on the Russian front."

Guderian arrogantly believed that he was making excuses for his quick words, and the talks that had the opportunity to change the frontline situation and save the situation ended in a complete collapse.

"I spent two days thinking about how to convince this person, but now it seems that everything is in vain! I still haven't convinced this person!"

It didn't matter how Hitler evaluated himself to Keitel in the room behind him. Guderian seemed to have a premonition that his future path should be ushered in by this meeting that almost made the ceiling fly. Huge turning point.