EASTERN FRONT In Zhukov's Good Time
Peasant-born Georgy Konstantinovich Zhukov is a resolute, imperturbable man. His was the determination that transformed a clumsy, sloppy, commissar-ridden Red Army into a gigantic machine that runs smoothly on stern discipline.
Last week Marshal Zhukov had to call upon all his will power. Temptation was great. Berlin, the great prize for which he had fought and planned since the battles of Moscow and Stalingrad, was almost within range of his big guns (31 miles at the closest officially reported point). With one more massive lunge Zhukov might have carried the battle to Berlin, perhaps could...
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