Chapter 410 Battle Plan
Shulka used "instructions" here, which made Mechlis "joyful", and in turn praised Shulka.
"Comrade Shulka!" Mehlis said, "You are a 'breakout hero' who lives up to your reputation. If there are more heroes like you in our team, we will not have to worry about driving the enemy out!"
"It's only a matter of time, Comrade Mehlis!" Shulka replied: "We can do it under your command!"
Mechelis was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. He seemed to have seen the scene where he led thousands of troops to chase after the German army, and then he made an indelible feat in the history of Soviet warfare and left his name through the ages...
"Comrade Mechelis!"
"Well, what? Comrade Shulka?"
Shulka couldn't help being dizzy, Mechlis was praised a few times and even forgot the subject.
"About the battle plan..."
"Oh, yes, the battle plan!" Mehlis replied, thinking for a while and then asked: "What plan is that... about?"
"The plan to drive the enemy out of the Crimea!" Alexei responded in a low voice.
"Yes, the plan to drive the enemy out of the Crimea!" Mechelis didn't feel embarrassed at all, he seemed used to it.
"Do you have any ideas, Comrade Shulka?" Mechlis asked, inviting a few people to walk to the battle map with wine glasses.
"Yes, Comrade Mechelis!" Shulka took a sip of the champagne in his hand... Don't waste such a good wine, it is not something that can be drunk at any time in the Soviet army.
"Here, Zhankoy!" Shulka said. "We hope to capture here and surround the Germans, and to do this... we must let the Germans attack Feodosia!"
"Attack Feodosia?" Alexei replied: "The Germans are already stationed on the high ground, and it is unlikely that they will attack!"
"Yes!" Shulka nodded: "That's why we need to 'let' them attack!"
"How can we 'make' them attack?" Alexei was a little curious.
Mehlis was no exception, and he was looking at Shulka with small doubtful eyes, although he didn't know much about these things.
"We need to make the Germans think that our landing in Feodosia is going very slowly!" Shulka explained: "For example,
The Germans know that we landed here with very few troops and supplies, and can barely support the defense of Feodosia, so..."
"Then the Germans will launch an attack on Feodosia!" This time Mechelis understood: "They will want to drive us into the sea to recapture Feodosia!"
"Yes, Comrade Mehlis!" Shulka said: "This way we can take advantage of it, launch a counterattack that is beyond their expectations and use the opportunity to expand the victory!"
"Very good, Comrade Shulka!" Mechelis nodded. "So, do you need anything?"
Shulka was a little dizzy, and it was said that Mechlis didn't know what he needed.
"We need to show our weakness, Comrade Mechlis!" Shulka said. "That is, tell the Germans that our landing in Feodosia is very difficult!"
"It's easy!" Mehlis raised his glass: "I can immediately send reporters here to interview and report, let them take pictures of the destroyed facilities in the port, and...we have a serious lack of cranes, and other things In some cases, they will be in the newspapers soon!"
"No, Comrade Mekhlis!" Shulka said, "This is too obvious. No one will publish military secrets in the newspapers openly, and it will arouse the suspicion of the enemy."
"you mean……"
"We can urgently transfer more fishing boats from the Caucasus and drive them to Feodosia!" Shulka said: "In addition, we need supply ships with their own cranes. It is best to call in some barges and supplies from the Caucasus!"
"This is another way to tell the Germans that our landing situation is not optimistic!" Alexei looked at Shulka with admiration.
"Yeah, I think that's more convincing to them!"
"That's right!" Mehlis said. "That's all. Don't worry, Shulka, leave it to me!"
"Comrade Mehlis!" Shulka said in a low voice, "This must be done in secrecy..."
"Don't worry, Shulka!" Mehlis laughed: "Nothing escapes my ears!"
It is true that Mehlis may not be good at fighting, but information blockade is his specialty.
"In addition, we need 500 sets of uniforms for Romanian soldiers!" Then Shulka simply told Mechelis about the battle plan.
"Very good!" Mechlis nodded again and again, and it could be seen that he listened very carefully. Although he might not understand it, he was trying to remember it.
Shulka knew why, because he could report the battle plan to Stalin.
Shulka was not mistaken. As soon as he left Mechlis, he sent a grand battle plan to Moscow through the radio.
When Stalin received this battle plan, he was so surprised that the pipe almost fell from his mouth.
If the previous landing in Feodosia was an excellent plan to rescue the Crimea, then this plan to use the enemy's rout to counterattack the enemy's defense line can be described as a stroke of genius.
Stalin put the telegram aside, walked to the window and stood for a while, then said to himself while holding a pipe: "This Mechelis is much smarter than he looks!"
The plan was of course passed quickly, because it was almost no loss for the Soviet army... The worst case scenario is that the 1st Guards Tank Brigade is surrounded by the enemy, which is nothing to the Soviet army.
But once it wins, the benefits that can be obtained are huge: the German 46th Division, the Romanian 4th Mountain Brigade, and the German army attacking Sevastopol, even Manstein himself, will be surrounded.
In fact, the more important thing is that Mechlis is in charge of the knife. He only needs to give an order for any difficult things, and he cooperates in all aspects.
That night, more than 500 large and small fishing boats gathered in Anapa and Novorossiysk in the Caucasus and headed for Feodosia.
The Black Sea Fleet was ordered to dispatch two supply ships to reinforce at the same time.
Corresponding to these actions, the newspapers did not report a word about these collective loss of voice... If the Germans knew that Mechelis was in command of this battle, then they would know that this is normal.
Otherwise, Mechlis, the director of the General Political Department, would be in vain.
All that remains is to see whether Manstein will be fooled.