Chapter 471: The Rout

The soldiers slept for only one hour at the Berlin airport.

The reason is needless to say. The war situation is urgent and the First Infantry Regiment must be deployed to the front line as quickly as possible.

Then the whistle sounded, and an officer shouted outside the dormitory: "Get up, soldiers! You should think about it. When you fall asleep beautifully, many comrades are dealing with the pursuit of the Soviets on the Eastern Front! Every time you waste a little time, many people on the front line will lose their lives!"

Werner couldn't help but complain in a low voice: "Oh, we might become one of the dead if we go up!"

"Shut up, Werner!" The baker said, "One day we will be in the same situation as them, and we should save them!"

"Yes, Sergeant!" Werner yawned and replied, "I didn't say I wouldn't save them, I just want to sleep a little longer!"

"You can sleep on the plane!" Kuhn threw the gas mask barrel that Werner dropped to him.

"Yes, Lieutenant!" Werner dared not say anything anymore.

German soldiers have a spirit, they will regard the difficulties of other armies as their own.

The transport plane rumbled up again, and this time, each of them got a parachute.

Shortly after the plane took off, many people really fell asleep as Kuhn said. Qin Chuan was one of them... One hour of sleep was too little, and he still needed to restore his physical strength to face the upcoming battle in the best condition.

Qin Chuan felt colder and colder in his sleep, and was woken up by the cold several times. After waking up, he continued to sleep until a fighter plane whistled and its shadow passed by the window, and Qin Chuan woke up.

"Are we there?" Kuhn asked.

"Where is this?" Qin Chuan asked, looking at the snow-covered land outside the window.

But no one answered, because no one knew.

This was not for confidentiality, but because the German command system was in chaos at this time. When the First Infantry Regiment boarded the plane, the Supreme Command had not even decided where to land.

This can't actually be blamed on the Supreme Command, but the German army was defeated and fled in all directions, and no one passed on information to the superiors, which made it impossible for the Supreme Command to know where the Soviets had pursued.

Finally, the order came from the walkie-talkie: "Drop in Lelot, arrive in five minutes!"

"Be prepared for the airdrop!" Qin Chuan ordered.

As usual, when the red light came on, the soldiers jumped out of the cabin one after another.

The difference is that Qin Chuan felt the fierce cold wind blowing from all around the moment he jumped out of the cabin. These air currents penetrated into the body from the collar, cuffs, etc. and quickly took away every bit of temperature inside. The face was soon frozen, and the teeth could not control the ups and downs, making a "crackling" sound.

After the parachute opened, Qin Chuan immediately took out the gas mask and put it on his head. At this time, he discovered that the gas mask had another function...keeping warm.

Later, Qin Chuan learned that many parachuting soldiers did not realize this, so their faces were frostbitten at the first time.

The snow on the ground was knee-deep, so parachuting was not difficult at all. The soft snow layer could act as a good buffer.

After landing, the new equipment that the First Infantry Regiment had put on in Berlin immediately worked. The white camouflage helmets and white cloaks made the soldiers look like moving snowmen... The snowmen folded their parachutes on the ground, which looked very strange.

"Collect ammunition!" Colonel Slaine ordered loudly: "Gang along the river bank!"

The German soldiers were all confused when they heard this order.

"But where is the river, Colonel?" Bazel asked.

"It's right in front of us!" Slaine looked at the surrounding environment with a map in his hand and said: "Or right under your feet! Yes, it has frozen into ice and is buried under the snow. But there is still a depression more than 100 meters wide in the middle... The Soviets will come from the east, understand?"

"Yes, Colonel!" The soldiers answered, found the so-called river bank, and then set up their rifles and machine guns.

Qin Chuan took out an engineer shovel and tried to build a fortification, but soon found that it was impossible. It was easy to clear the snow layer on top, but there was frozen soil underneath the snow layer, which was as hard as cement concrete. A shovel would cause several pieces to pop up. It would take several hours to dig a suitable trench.

Later, Qin Chuan learned that this was not the case in all places, but because there was plenty of water by the river, the temperature dropped sharply and the water and soil in the soil froze together.

Therefore, the riverside was not suitable for garrisoning because it was impossible to build fortifications. But the people in the Supreme Command did not know this.

In desperation, Qin Chuan and the soldiers could only build fortifications with snow: shovel up the snow and pat it in front of them, and make it as solid as possible.

This can indeed resist bullets, but if the snow wall is hit by a shell... the snow wall will be blown up and turned into hard shrapnel.

"Oh!" Werner said while shoveling snow, "This might be a fun snowball fight!"

"You might be the first person to die in a snowball fight!" Dominic said.

"Great!" Werner said, "At least I don't have to worry about getting hurt, because when the medic cuts into the wound with a scalpel to find the shrapnel, he will find that the shrapnel has turned into water and merged into my body!"

"Someone is coming!" With a shout, the soldiers threw away their shovels and immediately picked up their weapons and placed them on the snow wall. They were ready for battle in a few seconds... This was the reaction speed that the First Infantry Regiment developed when fighting in Africa.

A few dark men stumbled under the guns of the crowd. Qin Chuan saw through the telescope that they were wearing German uniforms, but they were so tattered that they could not be distinguished.

So he hurriedly shouted: "They are our people, don't shoot!"

Immediately, a team of soldiers climbed up from the trenches and rushed towards them. The German fleeing soldiers were obviously startled, but they were so moved that they could not speak after seeing that they were their own people.

The soldiers helped or carried the fleeing soldiers over, and several medical soldiers came up to check their injuries.

The fleeing soldiers asked as soon as they opened their mouths: "Is there anything to eat? We are all starving!"

Qin Chuan handed each of them a piece of bread, but the bread was gone as soon as it entered their mouths. They wolfed it down like they had not eaten for several days.

But soon, Qin Chuan and others found that they could not rescue them at all, because a large number of defeated soldiers were pouring in from the other side of the river.