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Chapter 2212 dinner on the table

Chapter 2212 Dinner is served

War can change many things, including turning normal people into madmen.

The crazy German soldier did not choose to fire on his comrades, but took out his gun and pulled the trigger to end his own life.

No one knows why he finally chose to do this, and there is no way to ask. The corpse cannot speak aloud. It was taken away to that world like an eternal secret.

Does anyone care?

Maybe, but there will never be an answer.

Everything will come to an end here, just like the warm body with bleeding head will soon be covered with snow and hidden. It will not be long before it will be forgotten and become the countless victims in this world war that is sweeping the world.

There are so many forgotten individuals and stories that no one will ever remember again.

The second lieutenant was shocked by the scene in front of him for a few seconds and was speechless for a long time, but this was only temporary after all.

The second lieutenant returned home after a while. His face was expressionless, and of course he didn't say much. He looked at everything that happened in front of him as if it were a normal thing. He leaned over the corpse with blood coming from his head.

He touched around casually and found the suicide note and identity certificate he had brought with him from the lining of his clothes, and then hurried away without any nostalgia.

The living are more important than the dead. As far as the current situation is concerned, there is not even time to deal with the corpses. The delay in collecting the corpses of the dead may cost the lives of the living.

The arrival of Russian air strikes usually means that their ground forces are not far away, which is often the case. The Russians like to prepare firepower through air strikes, bombings and artillery barrages before launching a large-scale ground assault.

It disrupted the deployment of the German troops and used a torrent of steel to pierce through any German defenses it came into contact with.

Knowing that this was not the end of the nightmare but just the harbinger of it, the Germans did not dare to neglect. They hurriedly gathered the remaining usable items after the air raid and the wounded who were still alive. They packed the truck together and prepared to continue on the road.

"It's quite fast. These fascists are getting ready to go back on the road. Do you want to give them a ride?"

Alsim and the tank platoon leader were still lying down in the snow nest on the small slope, always observing the enemy's real-time movements.

Faced with the inquiry from the platoon leader next to him, Alsim put down the telescope in his hand and spoke without even thinking.

"It's almost time. Go back and tidy up and prepare for battle. Give these German guys a hard blow! We must drag them until the main force of the division arrives. Let's go!"

Delaying the enemy does not mean forcibly defending. In fact, with the meager troops and equipment in Alsim's hands, and the lack of any field fortifications and bunkers to effectively rely on, it is impossible to block them head-on.

After all, it was a German unit with a division-level organization on paper when facing the enemy German attack.

Even an ordinary infantry division that had just suffered a face-washing air raid was still a target that Alsim's reconnaissance team could not defeat.

Therefore, to hold back the Germans, we must pay attention to some skills and methods. We must not accept death and exert all our strength. We must be flexible and maneuver around, just like Alsim had planned earlier.

"Later, I will lead the infantry chariot up first to attract the attention of the Germans. If they are frightened and unable to move or are scared away, it doesn't matter. But if they are bold enough to chase after them, then

It’s up to you, use the artillery shells to greet them properly, and after we successfully withdraw and rejoin, we’ll get out of the way.”

"Then go around to another direction and continue to harass them. Make full use of your mobility advantage. I want these fascist scum to always be on tenterhooks."

"I think this method is feasible, so I will do as you say..."

Alsim, who had withdrawn from the observation point, was discussing countermeasures with the tank platoon leader next to the infantry fighting vehicle. The soldiers beside him had also boarded the vehicle and were ready to go. They could start taking action only after Alsim gave the order.

But just when Alsim was about to put away the map, the gunner and commander of the infantry fighting vehicle suddenly opened the turret hatch, emerged from the vehicle, and greeted Al who was packing and putting away the map beside the vehicle.

Sim spoke directly.

"Comrade Captain, radio, Comrade Division Commander is looking for you, come and pick you up."

"..."

After hearing this, Alsim was stunned and subconsciously glanced at the platoon leader next to him, and found that the meaning in their eyes was basically the same: I'm afraid they won't be responsible for the next battle.

"Yes, Comrade Commander, I am Alsim."

...

After finishing the direct conversation with Alsim, Malashenko put down the transmitter in his hand, then held the commander's periscope in front of him and began to look in the not-too-distant direction where the battle was about to start and was already close at hand.

It was as if the final preparations had been made and ready to go.

"What did you ask about? It's about to start?"

Iushkin's tone sounded like he was quite excited. This was normal. Malashenko had said long ago that this boy was one of those people who got excited when he heard about fighting and was addicted to fighting. Now

The war was imminent and so close, how could Iushkin not be excited?

"The effect of the air strike was confirmed. The Germans were killed and injured everywhere, and a large number of technical equipment and transport vehicles were damaged. The aviation air strike was very targeted, adding a large number of wounded and knocking out as many transport vehicles as possible, further slowing down the retreat of the Germans.

, which meets our needs very well.”

"The Germans have just packed up their rags and wounded soldiers and are back on the road. They are moving very slowly. We continue to move forward and expect to engage in battle within five minutes."

"First it's the enemy's infantry, followed by probably a lot of heavy armored units. After the forwards were changed to rearguards, I guess the German armored units are now hanging behind the entire group. This is actually a good thing for us. Seize the time to deploy the troops.

Once we defeat these fascists, we'll be done. Behave well later and let these scumbags taste the pain."

As long as conditions permit, Malashenko will give Iushkin a simple analysis of the battle situation, which will help to train and promote Iushkin. Malashenko has always hoped to support Iushkin in the future.

When you get to the command level, what's the point of always being the royal gunner for your comrade, the division commander, with the rank of captain? People have to go to higher places, right?

Malashenko had already asked Alsim on the radio not to engage in firefights with the enemy, but to lead the reconnaissance team to retreat immediately and prepare to rendezvous with the larger force.

Later, there may be extremely ferocious firepower directly covering the battlefield. Malashenko does not want Alsim's reconnaissance team to be accidentally injured by his own firepower because it is too close to the enemy. A heavy armor torrent of steel against flesh and blood will crush them.

The pressure battle is about to begin.

(End of chapter)


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