I, who traveled to Chunwu, entered Stalingrad again?

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Operation Blue-Stalingrad: Chapter 60 Chapter 58 Hans Your Coffee Is Terrible

Autumn in the Soviet Union is not comfortable. In August, you can still feel the heat wave. At the end of September, the temperature turns sharply. In October, it is even worse and sometimes it rains.

The patter of raindrops hit the ground, and the broken windows of the hotel not only did not block the gusts of cold wind, but were blown to make a disturbing creaking sound.

Friedheim leaned the kar98k against the wall next to him, put his hands into the sleeves of each other, curled up his body in the military coat, and tried to make himself a little warmer.

But it was still not enough in front of the bleak autumn wind, and the cold and humid environment made him shiver.

The German army suffered a lot in the harsh winter a year ago, and now it has finally learned a lesson in the second year. At least the front-line soldiers don't have to wear thin summer clothes to fight.

But now you better pray that you don't get sick. The hospital in the rear can't even take care of seriously injured patients with missing arms and legs. No doctor will prescribe you some cold medicine.

"Here." Zai Muzuo handed him a steaming cup.

"Thank you."

Friedheim took the enamel water cup. Nothing can warm people's heart like a cup of hot coffee in this weather.

He took a sip expectantly, but quickly frowned.

"Hans, your coffee is terrible! I really don't want to drink this kind of dog..."

"Shut up you bastard, I'm not your parents, you can cook it yourself?"

Zaimuza interrupted his complaint angrily.

After the battle line has stabilized these days, there has been a little more supply and transportation in the rear. Timuzuo and the others found a kettle on the upper floor of the hotel, and collected firewood in the nearby ruins. They can drink hot coffee to help the soldiers. Their morale has improved a lot.

"So who is that person standing there stupidly?"

Friedheim took another sip of the coffee, lowered his head and asked.

"The recruits who came with Carl this morning are supplementing our platoon."

Zai Muzuo understood what he meant, lit a cigarette for himself, and observed two German soldiers, one tall, one short, one fat and one thin, who were at a loss for what to do, standing stupidly at the gap in the back door of the hotel.

The Sixth Army and the Fourth Panzer Army combined lost 9 infantry in September, and the efforts of the rear to replenish some of their troops were just a drop in the bucket. Paulus has recently been accumulating strength to prepare for the next attack.

Their fair faces and innocent eyes revealed that they were half-children who had just passed recruit training, so Zai Muzao added:

"The longer the war drags on, the younger the soldiers will be recruited. No, maybe you will see old people go to the battlefield in the future."

The two recruits were squeezed out by the veterans just like they were back then, and fell into a state of being ignored.

It seems that they think that Friedheim and Zaimokza are about the same age as them, and they can hug each other to keep warm.After they chatted with each other, they walked towards this side. The tall, refined-looking young man wearing glasses stretched out a hand, and said politely to the two of them:

"Hello, allow me to introduce myself, my name is..."

Friedheim wrapped his palms around the enamel cup to keep his hands warm, and interrupted him without raising his head.

"What's the name of the red-haired one last week, Hans? The one that was cut into four pieces by the grenade at the granary."

"BOOM!!!!"

Cai Muzuo understood and cooperated with his evil taste of intimidating recruits.

"If you're still alive in four weeks, tell me your name."

Cai Muzuo also made up the knife at the right time, pointed at him and said: "Before that, the tall one was called No. [-], and the short one was called No. [-]. Now, find a place to sit down by yourself and don't move around, you know?" ?”

The expression on the face of the tall and handsome boy was distorted, but he still swallowed his anger and obediently turned his head to call another recruit to find a place to rest.

Seeing this scene, Wusangai Muzao and Fredheim smiled at each other. Sure enough, human beings like to base their happiness on the pain of others. If they have suffered this kind of suffering before, they will be happier.

Zaimuza still remembered that some of the veterans bet on whether he would survive March, and now it was his turn to entertain the next generation of recruits.

One year spent similar, each year is different.

But now is not the time to lament that the waves behind push the waves ahead. The biggest problem I face is how to get out of Stalingrad. When winter comes in another month, when the Soviets start to launch the Uranus plan counterattack, everything will be over.

No matter how I think about it, I feel deeply hopeless.

Surrender is ruled out first. His hands are covered with Russian blood. If you think about it in another way, you can understand how the Soviets will treat people like him.What about being a deserter?No way, the Germans set up punishment camps earlier than the Soviet Union, not to mention where he could escape to in this land full of hatred for the Germans.

Time slipped away quietly while he was thinking hard, and the cigarette in his hand had been burned out without paying attention, leaving only a cigarette butt that burned Cai Muzuo's hand. At this time, cigarettes rarely had filters, and sometimes soldiers would themselves Make cigarettes out of newspaper, etc.

Zaimuza sighed and stopped thinking hard, and started communicating with Fredheim in a low voice.

The recruits found a place to sit on the ground in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, but the hotel was leaking everywhere.After a while, the tall man who was just called No. [-] couldn't stand the cold wind blowing through the broken window, so he got up and went to close the window.

"Stay away from the window!" Seeing this scene, Zai Muzuo's face changed slightly, and he shouted at him.

"What?" Soldier No. [-] thought to himself that these veterans looked down on people with their nostrils turned upside down, and they would be scolded even if they closed a window?He didn't want to face the cold wind. If he retired because of this illness, his college classmates would die laughing.

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It has been a long time since Vasily and Tanya came to yesterday's position. They waited for two hours and did not see any German troops showing up, so they also started chatting while teaching Tanya how to shoot, and his deputy was very excited. Stayed at Saxia's house wisely.

"Why are your marksmanship so good?"

"Because I have a good teacher. My grandfather has been hunting for many years. He taught me how to hunt since I was a child."

"That sounds like my marksmanship will be fine in the future."

Vasily smiled honestly, but the weather was fair, and a gust of autumn wind blowing over the ruins made Tanya shrink her neck.Seeing this, Vasily took off his cloak and put it on her.

"No need for this, I can..."

"Stop talking! There are enemies! Look at the hotel with the broken door, the second window from the left on the first floor."

Tanya was taken aback by Vasily's suddenly serious tone, and Vasily seemed to be a different person when he became serious.But she quickly got into shape and started aiming with the sniper rifle Vasily had given her.

"The hotel... the second window... I saw him, glasses, red hair, very young..."

"Don't care what the enemy looks like, point your sights at his chest, and shoot!"

Tanya did as she did, but hesitated at the last step, her fingers seemed to be frozen as if they were frozen.

Sure enough, it still can't be done?How can it be like this!Don't you want revenge?

Finally, trembling, Tania pulled the trigger.

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Operation Blue - Stalingrad: Chapter 61 Chapter 59 Intelligence

"Good job, Tania!" Vasily did not hesitate to praise him.

Tanya didn't respond to him, she saw through the scope that a blood flower bloomed on the chest of the German soldier, and then watched him fall backwards, her mind went blank.

"Tanya? We should retreat, you have to remember that you can't always stay in one place."

Vasily noticed her abnormality and shook her arm.If he was the only one, he wouldn't retreat immediately, he only fired one shot and it was difficult for the enemy to find their position.But his companion's performance was obviously the first time on the battlefield, which surprised him a bit.

He thought that Tania was as battle-tested as the soldiers who asked him for sniper tactics before, but now it seemed that this was not the case.

"oh oh!"

Only then did Tanya come to her senses, and followed Vasily out of the ruins according to the retreat route planned early in the morning.

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"That sniper is a great danger. He is like the sword of Damoris hanging over our heads. As long as he is around, we have to be cautious about peeing. The company is preparing to organize an attack. We have been here for too long. Yes, but first we need to scout here..."

Lieutenant William summoned the veterans of the entire platoon to start a new round of combat arrangements. In the next few days, they will launch a surprise attack on the enemy in front of them. The most urgent task is to collect intelligence.

It just so happened that the previous deal between Zai Muzao and the Soviets was a good breakthrough, so at dusk, Friedheim and Zai Muzao came to the previously agreed place with some black bread.

Unexpectedly, the aunt in the red turban did not see it, but an eleven or twelve-year-old boy walked over hesitantly.

Sasha felt very ashamed. Yesterday he saw his most admired idol, the legendary sniper Vasily, but today his mother, who was sick and paralyzed in bed, told him that he had to do things for the hated Germans to get the few rations.

Only then did he realize that the food reserves at home had been eaten long ago, and the box of canned food under the bed was the last food in their home. Before, his mother told him that he was not hungry while letting him eat a little bit of bread brought back by his sister.

Why don't you tell your sister about it?Sasha thought of her mother's stern expression and was a little puzzled.What he didn't know was that the Soviet Union did its best to barely guarantee the supplies of the frontline soldiers, and most civilians could only suffer from hunger.

"My mom is sick so let me come."

The two of Zaimuzuo looked at each other, and agreed to let Sasha continue the transaction, which might be a good thing for them.

Friedheim handed him the jug.

"Well, according to the agreement, I will give you a piece of bread. There are two people in your family, right? I will give you another piece of bread."

"Thank you!" Xiao Saxia suddenly felt that not everyone in Germany is so hateful, at least the two in front of him should be "good guys".

While thanking, he smiled and put the bread into his arms. Today, both he and his mother are full.

"The weather is really cold recently, has the weather here always been like this?"

Friedheim started chatting with little Sasha as if nothing had happened, and started the conversation with a common nonsense.

"Has it always been like this?" Little Saxia was a little confused.

"What happened when you came here just now? I saw that you were preoccupied."

"My mother is sick! The food at home is almost gone, so I was sent here."

"Oh, what a pity, I happen to have some medicine for you here, I hope it will work. But those damn artillerymen have gone crazy and even bombed their own people recently. They should all go to hell. You won't encounter any problems when you go back alone. Is it in danger?" Zaimuza asked with "concern".

"Is there any medicine? Thank you very much!" Little Saxia looked very happy and excited, "I came from the sewer, so don't worry about the safety along the way."

"Sewer?" Zaimuza and Friedheim exchanged glances, but their faces were calm and puzzled.

"Yes, the sewer there can pass through the street, and many people have taken refuge in it. It is very safe inside, and the shells cannot reach there."

"That's great, go back quickly, kid, don't keep your mother waiting."

Seeing little Saxia rushing back, Zai Muzao and Friedheim used bread to find other civilians to "help", sometimes asking them to wash clothes, sometimes asking them to collect firewood, in short, it was the same in the end. I will chat about homework, and then make some side-by-side information.

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When Vasily and others returned to the Soviet forward camp, it was already night, and a carnival was being held. Some Soviet soldiers danced around the record player, while others were drinking and having fun.

"These people know that they are walking with death, and they live for a day, every cup of tea, every cigarette, is a celebration, because this may be our last night."

Vasily introduced to Tanya that she was only doing some logistical work in the 35th Guards Division, and only recently asked to be transferred to the front line.

"I see."

Tanya nodded, after experiencing so much, she is no longer the ignorant student in the ivory tower.

"Everyone dies, but in the forest a wolf lives three years and a donkey nine years."

Tania laughed at his joke, her eyes curled into crescents. "Is this a Ural proverb? I don't quite understand it, it doesn't make sense."

"It certainly makes sense, donkeys live longer because they are more useful."

"There are no donkeys in the forest! What do you mean...you are a wolf and I am a donkey?" Tanya's face turned serious.

"You have been to university, studied and educated. After the war, the reconstruction of the country will require talents like you. Here you are just an unqualified infantry, but you can play a greater role in the rear. Tanya, I Knowing a political commissar can help you transfer back to the rear alone."

Tania was silent for a while, then shook her head and refused.

"My mother and younger brother are here. I can't wait for news from them. I won't go anywhere if they don't leave. In addition, I have a blood debt to settle with the Germans. Today is just the beginning. "

Then please let me protect you!I will avenge you!

However, Vasily failed to say these two words, and an unexpected guest suddenly broke into the camp.

"Comrade Commissar!" The soldiers paused the revelry to salute him, and Commissar Danilov, who was wearing a big-brimmed hat and gold-rimmed glasses, also saluted them back, and then walked towards Vasily.

"Vassily, something happened at the chemical plant! The superior is going to mobilize a large number of snipers to support there, and we have to rush there overnight."

Vasily was taken aback when he heard the words, the wonderful atmosphere just now had dissipated, and the words stuck in his throat could no longer be uttered.

"it is good."

He picked up his sniper rifle, glanced back at Tania, and prepared to leave without saying anything.

"Wait, your cloak!" Tania took off the warm cloak made of sheepskin from her body, and handed it to Vasily with both hands.

But he pushed it back.

"Will you give it to me when I come next time?"

PS: This world is coming to an end, there are at most 7 or 8 chapters left.It's a pity that many plots have been compressed, but it's also my problem. Some plots in the past are too procrastinated.The training exam officially started today. This forensic collection is related to my job. The update until the 30th can only be said to be random. . . . . . QQ group slip 8 two 17 seven durians

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