One Thousand One Hundred and Sixty-Seven Senior Officers

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"Thuk! Thuk!" The German soldier pulled the trigger on the window, and the dense bullets shot into the dark room. As the barrel moved laterally, the tracer bullets left a row on the wall of the building. The bullet hole went into another window. White dust rises on the outer wall of the building, slowly and leisurely.

The German machine gunners and deputy shooters retreated from their firing positions. The ubiquitous Soviet snipers left an infinite shadow in their hearts, so that the German machine gunners never dared to stay in one place for too long time. The two quickly retreated from the ruins, and jumped into the trench behind the ruins with their weapons in hand, bringing up a cloud of smoke behind them.

"I don't know if it's civilians or Soviet soldiers inside, but I vaguely saw movement inside, so I opened fire." Holding his helmet, the German shooter told his commander why he opened fire. It can cause fierce gun battles, because no one wants to confirm and then fire-often only a second late, and dense bullets will fly from the opposite side.

"Let's leave the rest of the matter to the special forces guys! We just need to provide support." After such a long battle, both sides seem to have entered a relatively exhausted peace period. In the past, this level of machine gun fire would definitely be counterattacked by the Soviet defenders, but now, after the Germans finished fighting, the Soviets did not fire back for a long time. Seeing the other party's silence until now, the platoon commander on the German position said helplessly.

Some special forces units of the German army have demonstrated extremely high tactical value in this kind of urban combat. After combining precise intelligence resources, these units can often achieve record that the Soviets hate unceasingly in some areas, and they They often go away with one blow, without giving the Soviets a chance to fight back.

Since the German army began to set the tone of a war of attrition that focused on siege and supplemented by offense in the Battle of Moscow, the German army began to regard Moscow as the most authentic training base, allowing its troops to rotate here, using the Soviet army as a training base. Opponents, start warm-up training tasks. During the siege period, a small group of special forces assaults were the mainstay.

Now that it has been decided that attacking is not the current task, the platoon leader checked his defensive position and made sure that everything was safe before saying anything else. He looked back at the distant direction behind him, two streets behind this building, there was a temporary open-air cafeteria. Soldiers of the two nearby regiments who are not stationed at the front can go there to have a warm meal, which is a matter of great celebration for every soldier who fights at the front.

"Let the soldiers of Squad 1 go to the cafeteria to eat,

The Soviets have not launched a counterattack for half a month. "The platoon leader walked to the defensive position of Squad 2, and said to the squad leader of Squad 2 who was following behind him: "Let your people go to their positions and replace them. At dinner time they will replace your people, all go to eat something warm, good for the stomach. "

So the platoon leader carried his rifle on his back and led the 7 soldiers from Squad 1 along one side of the street, walked slowly through the street behind him, and walked towards the cafeteria. He saw some German soldiers sitting against the wall under the eaves by the roadside. They were the reserve team of another infantry regiment, and they were leaning against the wall doing nothing at this time.

"Have you heard? A big man came from the rear, and the Iron Cross he was wearing was different from the Knight's Iron Cross." A German company commander with a rifle walked up to the platoon leader who had just stepped down from the front line. , asked while handing over a cigarette. It was not because the company commander was hospitable, but because the company commander and the platoon leader were neighbors, and the young company commander who had been trained in the Wehrmacht even called the middle-aged platoon leader "uncle".

"Oh? Those guys in night clothes, here again?" The platoon leader was not polite, took the cigarette handed over by his neighbor's child, lit it, and asked in a puff of smoke.

"Well, I heard that a lieutenant colonel led the team this time, and they are all interns from the school. They all look very energetic, and the students in that school are all elites selected from various troops." Chang held his rifle, watched his neighbor uncle take the cigarettes from his pocket, and said helplessly.

The two walked along the street to the cafeteria, and on the table in the cafeteria, a young officer wearing a decent German military uniform was trying hard to poke the "canned beef" on the plate with a fork. Of course, the so-called canned beef on the front line In fact, it is just some leftovers of various meats, which can barely be called meat.

"It's really unpalatable. Every time I think that when I was on the front line, I still look forward to eating this kind of food. I feel that I was really easy to support at that time." The young lieutenant colonel tried his best to deal with it. Holding a piece of something like a tendon, he opened his mouth and complained.

Beside him, a female officer with short hair laughed loudly, causing some frontline infantrymen around to raise their eating heads and look at a group of unfamiliar faces eating here: "Hahahaha. I said Lieutenant Colonel Wren, if you really think this food is unpalatable, you should write a report to your superior instead of complaining here."

Ren touched his nose helplessly. He and Alice performed well in the operation to take over Italy, but they were rejected for promotion because they were too young. In the end, the two got a valuable bonus. There is a house in the suburbs of Berlin.

This time they were ordered to bring two detachments of German special forces trainees to Moscow to adapt to urban street fighting training. Although they are two new student teams, under Ren's training and training, the combat effectiveness of these two teams is not generally strong. Each of these so-called new students is a veteran who has killed people on the battlefield, and during the learning process, each of them must master a professional skill for cooperative combat.

"I heard that some departments are recruiting volunteers to go to the Far East... I think the head of state is very interested in Japan. I heard that an engineering unit is maintaining the Siberian Railway, and the intelligence department is also actively building a Far East intelligence branch." Ren finally gave up fighting against the whole piece of uncooked tendon, stuffed it all into his mouth, and chewed carelessly.

"Yeah, the paratroopers and the Viper Squadron of the special forces have already entered a state of combat readiness. It seems that there is no way to avoid the battle against Japan... I heard that the air force has already started fighting and achieved good results..." Alice I have also heard a lot of things. These deployments for the Far East are not a secret among the German high-level. Even a large number of logistics departments are preparing for the reinforcement of the Far East. Almost all the advertisements for volunteers have been sent to the front-line combat units. .

Ren nodded, and looked at Alice with a hint of appreciation: "Captain Alice, I heard that officers who go to the Far East are assigned cars and given 20-month allowances. Are you interested in signing up?"

"Forget it! Lieutenant Colonel..." The commander of the special forces unit eating at the same table, a burly lieutenant, looked at Ren with a smirk while swallowing: "You want to go, Captain Alice also I won't let you take risks; if Captain Alice wants to go, would you be willing to go, Lieutenant Colonel?"

The captain of another unit nodded: "Lieutenant Colonel, your war is over, leave the rest to us newbies. Hahahaha."

The middle-aged strong man with pimples on his face laughed twice and then said: "But one day the head of state hopes to end the war earlier, then put you, lieutenant colonel, into the plane and throw you next to the Japanese emperor's palace As for weapons, a knife, a gun, or even a rope will do..."

"It seems that the amount of training is still low." Ren swallowed the muscle in his mouth, looked at the two captains he brought, and said with a smile. His words caused the screams of the special forces members sitting on the tables around them, and everyone mourned to express their dissatisfaction that their captain was doing nothing to trouble him.

"Yes! For each team, at least 30 prisoners will be captured and 30 enemy soldiers will be killed!" Alice took out a small notebook and recorded the training plan she had just drawn up in the notebook with a pencil: " If the plan cannot be completed, it will be tied up with a rope and thrown to the edge of the Japanese emperor's palace. Hmm... that's a good idea."

Renn laughed out loud. His laughter made the company commander and platoon leader of the frontline infantry who had just walked over look this way. The two were obviously frightened by Renn's age and the military rank on his shoulders. A few steps away, he stood at attention and saluted.

After they finished their ceremony, they saw the Diamond Sword Oak Leaf Knight's Cross of Iron on the collar of Renn who turned around. Of course, at the same time, they also saw the female captain who seemed to be shining brighter than a medal sitting next to Ren.

"Don't be restrained." Ren waved his hands to the two people, signaling them to be more casual: "Are you all officers nearby? Would you like to tell us about the situation on the front line? We may go to perform some missions at night and need you Precious information. Anything can be done...the number of enemies, the shape of the position, the time of changing guards, the number of night rises...you can...Oh, yes, you can go get food first! "

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