Chapter 641 Zimlyanskaya

Tsimlyanskaya is a small city more than 100 kilometers away from Stalingrad. It is important because it faces the Don River to the east, which allows it to build a line of defense along the Don River and make it an offensive or defensive base. base.

Of course, at this time, the German army had already broken through the Soviet Don River defense line eastward, so Tsimlyanskaya became a second-line distribution center. The engineers repaired the road leading to Tsimlyanskaya as quickly as possible during the war. Through Kaya's roads and railways, German supplies and troops were continuously sent here and then headed to the front line.

Two days later the 1st Infantry Regiment arrived by train at Tsimlyanskaya.

As soon as I arrived here, I felt that the style of the painting had changed... Everywhere I saw were bombed-out houses, some of which were obviously burnt black by fire. The ground was rugged and full of bomb craters. It was obvious that a battle between you and me was held here. In the fierce battles in the past, the German army attacked and bombed once, and the Soviet army bombed again. It was like this over and over again.

If there is any area that is smooth, it is the streets and highways.

But the smoothness of the streets and highways is only relatively speaking. They are like a beggar's clothes full of patches. They are patched here and there. In some places, wooden boards are simply used to support the craters... Obviously, These are all good things that engineers and soldiers do to save time.

But it seems that they cannot be blamed. On the one hand, it is because there are too many bomb craters, and on the other hand, as the front advances, the more important task of the engineers is to work on the front line rather than the rear.

The First Infantry Regiment was arranged to be stationed in the ruins south of Tsimlyanskaya. This order made Colonel Slain very dissatisfied, because these ruins were full of Soviet civilians huddled together like mice.

In some ways, they should leave here and find a way to survive somewhere else, like Transcaucasia.

But in fact it is very difficult to do this, because even if they are sure that they have relatives in Transcaucasia who can take refuge and that they have food to eat there, they are afraid that they will starve to death before they get there.

Colonel Slaine's dissatisfaction was not because of this, but because if the First Infantry Regiment was to be stationed here, all these people must be driven away.

"Then where should we drive them?" Colonel Slaine asked, assigning them a major of the resident security regiment.

The major glanced at Colonel Slaine with interest, as if looking at a monster from another planet, and then he joked: "Colonel, if you want, you can drive them to Germany and then live in your house." House, what do you think of this suggestion?”

The security regiment soldiers beside the major laughed wildly.

Colonel Slaine looked angry with a straight face, but said nothing, because as mentioned before, the people of the National Defense Force could not afford to offend the police of these security groups.

Qin Chuan strode up, took out his notebook and pen and asked loudly: "What's your name, Major, and you... I mean everyone who laughed just now!"

"What?" the major asked with disdain: "Are you going to report us? Whatever you want, major!"

With that said, he ignored Qin Chuan and turned around to leave.

Qin Chuan winked, and several of his soldiers surrounded them and pressed their MP43s against their heads.

The officers and soldiers of the security group were a little scared when they looked at the black muzzle of the MP43 and the menacing eyes of the soldiers, but they pretended not to care on the surface.

The major of the security team even continued to threaten Qin Chuan: "Major, if you don't want to cause trouble, you'd better put it away!"

Qin Chuan ignored him, stepped forward and said, "If you don't tell me your name and serial number, I can guarantee that I will let them pull the trigger!"

"You have no right to do this!" the security regiment major said.

"You're right, I really don't have the power!" Qin Chuan replied: "But at least ask what kind of army we are before disrespecting the colonel, 'Oh'... maybe you don't know 'First Infantry Regiment' at all. ', because you don't care about the battlefield at all, you only care about how to plunder the people, right? "

Listening to Qin Chuan's words, the security regiment major's face showed a cautious look, because the reputation of the 'First Infantry Regiment' had indeed spread throughout the Eastern Front.

But he still said stiffly: "So what, Major?"

"Uh-huh!" Qin Chuan replied with a smile: "So, you have heard of the 'First Infantry Regiment', then you should know that we participated in the Battle of Holm, and there are many people who participated in the Battle of Holm with us. There was Major General Hartman, the commander of the 211th Security Division. He also left me a phone number and told me to contact him at any time... I think it’s time to use it, don’t you think so, Major?”

Qin Chuan emphasized the last sentence.

The security regiment major's expression changed, as if he was considering the authenticity of Qin Chuan's words.

At this time, a soldier from the security regiment leaned into the major's ear and whispered: "Major, he is the 'Legendary Sergeant'. I have seen him in the newspaper!"

The major of the security group couldn't help but open his mouth when he heard this, and looked at Qin Chuan. Then he realized that the Major General Hartman that Qin Chuan was talking about was just a lightweight figure that Qin Chuan knew.

"Sorry, Major!" said the Major of the Security Regiment, "I didn't think things got to that point!"

"I don't think it's me you need to apologize to!" Qin Chuan replied coldly.

"Oh, yes!" The major of the security corps understood what Qin Chuan meant. He nodded, then walked up to Colonel Slaine and saluted, saying, "Please forgive my rudeness, sir!"

"Then, Major!" Colonel Slaine asked with a straight face, "Our base..."

"Of course, I will arrange it!" The major of the security corps replied, "I must have made a mistake. Your base is in a school two miles away from here. There is a spacious space and a wall that can be used for defense, but some places have been blown down! You know, it is inevitable in war!"

Colonel Slaine nodded with satisfaction, and then the matter was resolved. The major of the security corps shook hands with Qin Chuan, said a few polite words, and then left in a huff.

"A bunch of bastards!" Colonel Slain cursed at their backs, then said to Qin Chuan: "I think I should thank you!"

"You should, Colonel!" Qin Chuan replied: "But I really don't want to let them go!"

"Forget about it!" Colonel Slain said: "Most of them are like this. If you take them seriously, then you may have to deal with many more people than those Bolsheviks!"