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Chapter 874 Crazy Plan

What does it feel like to do heavy physical work for a whole night without sleeping or getting much rest?

Karl, who was so exhausted that he was completely exhausted, could responsibly tell anyone that this feeling was simply more uncomfortable than having his body hollowed out, as if this body that had difficulty even walking no longer belonged to him at all.

"No, I'm too tired! Martin, I have to rest for a while. I really can't stand it anymore!"

Karl dropped a huge bolt in his hand, panting heavily and waving to the little brother beside him. Without waiting for the other person to answer, he sat down on the bolt, gasped for air, and reached into his pocket to take it out.

He took out the cigarette case, put one in his mouth and lit it.

"Huh, I need to take a rest. I'm almost exhausted."

Throwing down a bag full of parts that he didn't know contained in his hand, Martin, who was younger and stronger than Karl, also slumped down with a face as soft as mud, and grabbed Karl's hand.

I also took one from the cigarette pack inside.

"What time is it now, Karl? Use your universal mechanical watch to check the time."

The sun has risen in the east and has been hanging in the sky for a long time, but the weather is gloomy and the sun itself is still not visible, but the change between day and night is quite obvious.

Carl, with a cigarette in his mouth, rolled up his sleeves and glanced at his precious mechanical watch. The hour hand clearly pointed to the number 11.

"Hell, we didn't even have breakfast! It's already 11 o'clock and it's time for lunch! No wonder I'm so tired and hungry. It's crazy!"

Karl, who kept swearing in his mouth, complained while turning his head to glance at Miss Dora behind him, who was covered in busy old men. Karl still can't figure out who gave the order to dismantle the cannon overnight.

It’s so deceiving!

"This is wrong! Karl, believe me, I think this is very wrong!"

"No one told us whether the news about the call from the Russians was true, but someone gave us an order to dismantle the cannon that took a lot of effort to assemble overnight. You know, until now, she has not even been able to do it.

The cannon was never fired!"

"Think about it, if those Russians didn't come, why did we dismantle this cannon overnight? Thousands of people were mobilized and worked all night. As you said, they didn't even have time to eat breakfast. This is very wrong.

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Karl, who did not respond directly, took a deep breath of his cigarette. After thinking about it, he felt that what Martin said seemed to make sense. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Everything is as true and weird as Martin said!

"You mean, those Russians are really coming? Are they coming towards us?"

"I didn't say that. I just stated the facts I analyzed. You can refer to them. I think you must know more than me and the conclusions you draw are more accurate than me, a recruit who has joined the army for less than a year. You

Don't you always brag to me about how you got lost in France and ended up capturing a Frenchman alive by yourself? Think about what is going on in this situation now."

Karl, who almost had "confusion" written on his face, kept puffing on the cigarette in his mouth. It could be seen that this veteran who already hated the war was really thinking hard with his rich practical experience and came to a conclusion.

Just a few seconds later.

"I think what you said makes sense, Martin. Those Russians may be true."

boom

Before Karl could finish what he had already said, there was a sudden explosion and a crackling sound. Karl, who was interrupted, immediately grabbed the submachine gun hanging on his back and turned around to look.

"Tanks! Russian tanks! Russian tanks are coming!"

Buzz

Karl, who heard his voice before seeing him, was so frightened by this exclamation that he almost left his body! His brain, which was already highly active in thinking, immediately realized what was going on.

"It's over! The bastard who ordered the dismantling of the cannon must have mobilized all the security forces on the periphery to help! The Russian tanks rushed into the face before sounding the alarm. Now it's all over!"

He made an instant judgment on the situation based on his experience as a veteran and what he knew about the situation. But what Karl didn't know was that his judgment was only half correct. The plundering operation against Miss Dora had actually been prepared for a long time.

!

The group of Soviet steel behemoths that advanced all the way were like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, defeating all those who dared to mantis along the way! The Soviet counterattack across the board caused the German and Romanian command systems to be intertwined and chaotic, which directly caused serious information exchange on the battlefield.

hysteresis.

Many of the small Romanian troops who were instantly defeated along the way had already lost their morale. They even saw Soviet heavy tanks from afar and just threw away their weapons and ran away, without even bothering to inform their German masters.

The German army left the security of its flanks entirely to the two Romanian armies in the north and south, which was a serious mistake from the beginning.

Once the rout started, it spread quickly like a plague. The Romanian army, which had some fighting spirit when the war first started, has now become a standard Imperial Army style.

And the Soviet heavy tank unit, which had been operating in the dark since last night, seemed to have an extremely important set goal from the beginning, and it was unswervingly advancing in one direction from beginning to end, not affected by secondary factors.

Influence.

The small groups of escaping Romanian troops they encountered along the way ignored them at all. They didn't even bother to take care of the prisoners and simply allowed them to escape. The slightly larger Romanian army changed their tactics slightly and charged directly in a group at full power, running rampant and crushing the position.

Sooner or later, these Romanians, who have lost their fighting spirit, will be scared away. The only difference is whether they see a tank coming two kilometers away and run away, or whether they are run over by a tank in the face and then collapse and scare away. In essence, there is no

The substantial difference is that the rags in your hands cannot pose the slightest threat.

Not only to complete the order from his superiors to seal the pockets as quickly as possible and encircle the enemy forces in the Stalingrad theater, but also to give a bold try to his own crazy ideas and plans.

Malashenko, who had not slept all night and commanded the troops to march at high intensity for more than ten hours, stared at a pair of red eyes with serious dark circles, but he was extremely excited and full of energy.

Malashenko, who was grinning almost to the top of his ears, could already see in the commander's periscope the figure of the German lady who had been in his mind since the Battle of Stalingrad.

"I guessed that you must be waiting for me here, Miss Dora!"

Capturing this young lady alive would earn him a huge sum of military glory. Malashenko was even more enthusiastic than taking a stimulant. He was sure that he could see the happy look on his face when he was awarded the honor again.

"Charge! Charge the entire brigade! Grab the German guy's treasure! Hurla!"


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