At the other end of King's Square where the Parliament Building stands, there are the ruins of the Opera House and the starting position for the final offensive of the leading division.
Malashenko, who had not yet encountered a situation that required him to lead the team in person, had already left the car and came to the temporary field command post set up on site not far away.
It is said to be a field command post, but it is actually a semi-buried forward observation post left behind after capturing the enemy's position. The simplicity of the conditions is definitely incomparable to that of a serious division and brigade first-level headquarters. In other words, everything is kept simple and make do.
Use it, but some use is better than no use. This is where Malashenko receives and understands the latest front-line battle reports.
"Hey, I thought I could finally show off my skills and go up to fight Nasui. I've been holding this in for days."
"But what's the result? I didn't expect that a tank would be driven here to watch a live performance, and they would just watch without doing anything."
"Damn! If I really knew how to fight like an infantryman, I would rush into that damn Capitol building with an AK right now and fight the Nazis! Maybe in a little while, you can still see me here with a telescope.
When I put a flag on the roof of a building, I said I am serious, and this is not a joke."
Iushkin, who was evaluated by Malashenko as "talking nonsense as soon as he goes to the battlefield", is currently sitting next to the IS7 heavy tank No. 177, sitting on the ground leaning on the track pads. Like those around him, Iushkin has just got out of the car.
There were several brothers who chatted with each other, not forgetting to hold a cigarette in their hands to cultivate their sentiments.
"No one questions you, so why do you have to emphasize it? Is it possible that you feel guilty? Hmm?"
Before Iushkin could finish his words, he tried to "deal with" everyone, but Artyom, the "Baffling Immortal" who "didn't deal with" with Iushkin, immediately walked over from the front of the car, holding something in his hand.
He was holding the telescope, obviously he had just seen something.
"How was the fight over there?"
"Well, what can I say? It was almost a waste of time. I didn't see anything of value."
Taking the cigarette from the driver Seryosha who took the initiative to ask questions, he walked up to Iushkin and sat down. Artyom, who also leaned against the tracks, smoked a cigarette and began to worship the gods, then spoke.
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"We have now reached the building. Tanks, artillery, infantry fighting vehicles, and all heavy equipment cannot get in. We can only stop at the foot of the Capitol and just watch."
"The infantry were charging in wave after wave, and there was an endless stream. There was a political commissar commanding and shouting slogans at the door of the Parliament Building. The comrades were enthusiastic and morale was high. Seeing this made me want to go over and rush together to have a good time."
"Those lunatics guarding the building have blocked almost all the balconies and windows that leak out of the Capitol Building. It is almost impossible for people outside to see what is going on inside."
"I've been looking through the telescope for a long time and haven't seen anything. Just what I just said. There's no point in continuing to look. I'm back now."
"Well"
After hearing this, the brothers nodded thoughtfully one after another, but Iushkin, who finished smoking one and gave himself another, seemed to have something to say.
"Hey, don't you think this is a bit... Well, I mean, should we do some activities or something? You know what I mean, don't you think it's a bit regretful to just sit here and watch others finish the last battle?
Are you ready? At least we have to smash a few nazis, right?"
What does Iushkin mean by these words? If the brothers who live together day and night in the car say they don’t understand, then they can just pretend to be confused.
After all, if you want to say who is the most annoying in the No. 177 crew, I'm afraid Iushkin thinks he is second, but no one dares to admit that he is first. It is completely obvious what he wants to do by saying this.
"I said you're almost done. Have you forgotten what happened to you last time when you took your brothers on a mission without permission? Huh?"
"Stolen the comrade commander's car on the battlefield, huh? What a crime! It would have been enough for someone else to pull him out and shoot him. Do you think you have some relationship with our comrade commander and have a background, so you can do whatever you want?
Ah? Don’t expect your brothers to go crazy with you this time. If you want to be a car thief again, you have to get through me first.”
As the saying goes, which pot should not be opened and lifted?
His "dead enemy" Artyom exposed him on the spot with just one sentence. Iushkin, who felt his face was burning and had no place to put his face, was inevitably a little embarrassed. Thanks to knowing that he was ashamed, he was so embarrassed by Artyom.
I still need to beep a few more words under the "kind reminder", at least to save myself some face in front of my brothers.
"Hey! You idiot, why do you always have trouble with me? Am I as unbearable as you say? Isn't this just for our brothers to leave no regrets?"
"No regrets? Yes, yes, yes, no one knows how charming you are."
"You're such a piss-poor kid. I can tell what kind of fart you're going to fart as soon as you stick your ass out. I don't know you yet? If you want to get into trouble, don't ask your brothers to support you. You have a tough head.
, I’m not afraid that Comrade Commander will shoot you, but we have to keep our heads to go home to our wives. Do you think so, Seryosha?”
"Hey! You..."
Pfft——
The driver Seryosha and the co-loader Sergey, who were watching the show, couldn't hold it any longer. They couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing on the spot.
Now, Iushkin, who was just about to argue a few more words, is completely exhausted. When he thinks about his quarrel carefully, it seems that he has never won against Artem, what a damn enemy!
"Okay, let me see you, forget it."
"When it comes to gunplay, the commander of our car is the only one who can compete with you. But if you want to quarrel, then I guess you have to go back and learn from a master for a few more years before you can compete with Artyom."
"That's right! You are still young and need to practice more. This is the opinion of comrades."
Seryozha offered "good words to persuade", and Artyom happily "seconded the proposal on the spot" from the sidelines.
"The baby feels wronged, but the baby doesn't say anything." Like an angry little wife, Iushkin turned his head to the side and started smoking. Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, he saw a familiar figure.
He was running hurriedly towards him.
"Why is it him? Why are you running back now?"
If you have any questions in your mind, it's better to speak up. Iushkin, who had no worries at all, waved his arms in greeting and spoke on the spot.
"Hey! Sasha! Where are you going? Didn't you rush into the building? Why did you come back? Is the battle over?"
The young warrior with two long legs was running very fast. From the expression on his face, it was obvious that he knew Iushkin, but since there was not much time to waste, he could only...
Talk while running, keep a long story short.
"If there is an emergency, please report it later."
"Ah this."
Watching the brother let go and pass by him in a hurry, disappearing in the blink of an eye, Iushkin, who was not sure what to think about, looked at the leaving figure with a confused expression on his face.