"The Sixth Infantry Division? This bunch of bastards are the old elite troops of the Germans. Most of the Wehrmacht field divisions with single-digit and double-digit numbers are not simple. We can kill a big fish this time."
Lavrinenko, who came to meet Malashenko after the battle, also learned about the latest situation and seemed a little surprised by the destruction of the German 6th Infantry Division.
"But how did they get here? I haven't encountered them on the battlefield before. This is the first time we have fought against them, right?"
In fact, Lavrinenko is not the only one who is confused. Malashenko also feels privately that "I don't quite understand."
If Malashenko remembers correctly, the 6th Infantry Division in the existing history was finally destroyed east of Prague. In 1945, it was surrounded by the Red Army and had to lay down its weapons and surrender.
Elite?
They are indeed elite. After all, they gritted their teeth and endured until the last moment of the empire's demise.
But judging from the fighting conditions in the past few days, Malashenko felt that he could easily suppress and defeat the enemy with little effort, and basically did not feel the battlefield pressure brought by the enemy's "elite division".
Is it because the elites have a false reputation? Or is it that the leaders are too capable of fighting?
I don’t know, and Malashenko didn’t want to get to the bottom of it. This is just as unimportant as why the Sixth Infantry Division, which was not involved in the Battle of Berlin in the existing history, died in his own hands.
History has changed beyond recognition. The Yankees' 101st Airborne Division was unable to withstand the Germans' crazy attack in the current timeline. They were either killed or simply practiced French military salutes and went to concentration camps to experience life.
Malashenko is used to facing all kinds of surprises and surprises. Even if the hair-washing guy is successfully assassinated by someone around him tomorrow morning and the war ends early, to be honest Malashenko doesn't think it's too much.
A place worthy of surprise.
"It doesn't matter how we got here, as long as we know they are enemies and we did succeed in killing them, that's enough."
"From 1941 to now, are there still few so-called "elite elites" who have died in our hands? The list is long. It's not a big deal to have one more of this bullshit "Sixth Infantry Division". It just so happens that tonight I
When we need to hold a press conference, the materials that we could use to draw out the shortcomings are no longer available now? The suicide note of the Lieutenant General will keep the people in the newspaper office busy for a while."
"Press conference?"
Lavrinenko, who sounded obviously surprised, thought for a moment, then blurted out words with some doubts and confusion.
"Tonight? The battle has not made a breakthrough yet, and the Southern District has not been completely won. Are you sure we will start tonight?"
"Yeah, sure. It doesn't matter if you open early or open late. What I'm worried about is that the later I go, the less time I have. It's better to open it once first. At least there is an explanation. I won't be able to find time next time.
You know when it is."
Malashenko and Lavrinenko were discussing what needed to be done next and determining the details. On the outside of the neighborhood where the fighting had just subsided, the junction of the Red Army's actual control area and the German army's actual control area was at
That area was near the square area where artillery fire was flying and bullets were like a storm two hours ago.
Alsim, who couldn't bear his temper, chose to lead his group of brothers to stay near the boundary of the battlefield where the smell of gunpowder smoke had not completely dissipated. Now he was leaning on the edge of a building facing the square area.
In the dilapidated building, on the edge of the third-floor window sill without even a window frame, I quietly looked at the construction area shrouded in night at the end of the square opposite.
"Your name is Alsim, right? I've known you for a long time, and I've heard of you a long time ago. You are very famous in our division. Everyone has heard that you are a powerful character that can only be found in legends."
Alsim, who rarely took the initiative to chat with strangers, tilted his head against the wall and glanced sideways in the direction of the person. When he saw the person's appearance, he couldn't find it in his memory and then spoke quietly.
"I've never seen you, where did you come from?"
"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, my question."
The man who also had an AK44 assault rifle in his hand laughed and sat next to Alsim, also leaning against the wall behind him.
"Sulovichenko, I am in the same brigade with you, commander of the 2nd Motorized Infantry Company of the 1st Regiment, 2nd Battalion. I have wanted to meet such a powerful person like you for a long time, and today I got my wish."
Seeing that he had finished speaking, the "cold" Alsim beside him did not speak. Sulovechenko, who knew that he had to start the topic, didn't mind, so he used his brain to think about it and found a topic.
Then he continued to speak.
"Those scumbags just refused to surrender. They locked themselves in a grave big enough to bury them, waiting for us to send them to the west with artillery fire. I bet we can get rid of them tomorrow. It will definitely be possible. What do you think?"
Being enthusiastic is just "being enthusiastic" when facing teachers and comrades.
Alsim, who treated other people, especially strangers he met for the first time, as if he had a completely different personality, just said calmly.
"Maybe, but it might only take half a day."
"ha"
Sulovechenko, who was about to say, "I didn't expect you to be more optimistic than me," had not had time to speak. Alsim, who had not been paying much attention to him just now, seemed to suddenly become interested and went on his own.
He continued talking and asked questions.
"Did you take down this building?"
"Hmm"
He was just a little surprised by Alsim's capricious "personality". If he really wanted to answer, he would just say whatever he wanted. Sulovechenko immediately spoke truthfully.
"Yes, we captured this place before it got dark. At that time, most of the Nazis in the building ran away, and there were only a dozen wounded soldiers who were left here with weak legs and feet. At first, we wanted to put up a stubborn resistance, but after a while,
The shuttles knocked down a few and they all became obedient, and the rest surrendered obediently. Then we can sit here and watch the night view."
"Then your company is quite good. Anyone who dares to rush into the building is considered a hero, at least to me."
".Well"
It was completely unexpected that the "rumored tough guy" who seemed so cold and cold would actually say this. Sulovechenko seemed a little uncomfortable with the sudden praise.
"Then I should say thank you for the compliment, especially from Alsim."
"Heh, if you want to say it, just say it, whatever you want."
"."
It must be said that the rumors about "Alsim is a difficult person to deal with" are true. Sulovechenko, who was talked to death by Alsim again, was thinking about what to say next, but Alsim
Mu's head start was obviously another step ahead.
"I see you're okay. It's interesting. Would you like to go on a job with me?"