In early April, Moscow's temperature was still not high, but it had at least risen above zero. For the Russians, who were highly resistant to the cold, this was already very warm weather.
If the war situation had not been so tense, the Russians would probably have begun to properly enjoy the beautiful spring that was about to arrive.
But regrettably, they were now at war. The Germans had already captured Smolensk and were only three hundred kilometers from Moscow. At the Germans' terrifying rate of advance, they could reach Moscow within three months at most. When that time came, would Buru's army be able to withstand the German offensive?
Although Buru's forces were still enormous, and they were frantically mobilizing to further expand their troop numbers, the Russian military from top to bottom probably had little confidence in whether they could withstand the German military's offensive. After all, last year's mad offensive had dealt the Russian military a tremendous shock. It had also made them keenly realize the gap between the two sides.
At the Kremlin, Joseph had risen early. Since realizing that Russia stood at a juncture of life and death, Joseph had worked even harder. The documents he had to read every day were too numerous to count. But even so, the effect this could have on strengthening Buru's military power and helping Buru defeat the German military was undoubtedly very limited.
"Comrade Joseph, Comrade Shaposhnikov has arrived!" the secretary reported.
"Mm, let Comrade Shaposhnikov come in!" Joseph set down the document in his hand.
Shaposhnikov, who had already been promoted to marshal, entered Joseph's office. Although he had not been able to succeed Marshal Voroshilov as a Politburo member, being promoted to marshal still left Shaposhnikov very satisfied.
"Comrade Joseph, good morning!" Shaposhnikov was extremely humble