Chapter 1135: Want to give and want

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Two German soldiers are behind a wheat field, in a foxhole, enjoying rare canned beef and delicious dark bread. ~ The apex novel, this beautiful food has an inexplicable appeal to the soldiers on the front line, and the increasingly improved food also makes more and more soldiers feel the sign that the war is coming to an end.
The two men whispered about various topics, eating and talking about what they wanted to do after the war one day. They put the boxes of the gas masks in the corners of the craters, where they were packed with backpacks of the two of them, engineer shovel, and neatly tied tents.
The young soldiers leaning against the walls of the foxhole are watching the movement of the Soviet positions in the distance through a gap. After all, they are not far away from the control area of ​​the Soviet defenders, but for some special reasons, they are not here. The time for fighting to erupt has indeed been long enough.
It has been 15 days since the n-group army entered here and was ordered to stay there. Everyone enjoys the rare peaceful time since the beginning of the war. The troops can be rotated back to the rear for normal repairs. Some soldiers can even enjoy an unparalleled encounter. Opportunity to go home to visit relatives.
The young soldier glanced back at his head and then retracted his head: "There is no decent defender on the opposite side. If we move forward, we may be able to advance 100 kilometers in just a few days."
The older soldier was dealing with a piece of beef that was not too bad in the can. He fiddled with his folded fork, and finally gave up and poured the soup from the can onto his brown bread. The potato pieces inside were also poured out, because the tropical zone smelled a little.
He took a bite of bread and said vaguely: "You know what a fart! Now this situation is really perfect. When you haven't added it to the class, we were in St. Rudolph, oh, Stalin It ’s a terrible fight, Greer. It ’s such a good condition now, you can steal it. If we are still in St. Rudolph, you may have been killed.

"Hey! I said, I'm still very short on the front line. Can you tell me the story of St. Rudolph's battle? I'd love to hear how my troops fought bravely on the front line." The young soldier heard some interest in the battle of St. Rudolph.
"St. Rudolph?" It seemed to recall something sad. The veteran took a bite of bread and then murmured with some embarrassment: "What do you want to hear? In that kind of place we have no memories to follow You say. What do you think everything looks like? My impression of it is only the ruins and the ruined streets, as well as the ubiquitous gunfire and enemy snipers. "
"There are mines everywhere, and we have to be careful when we walk. Gulf and I walked the street, a distance of ten meters wide, and we were very cautious. But when I ran behind the opposite wall, lean While panting there, he found that Gulf was down in the middle of the street. "When the veteran said here, he choked up a bit. He touched his cheek and glanced at the nearby recruits who had regretted mentioning these.
Then he threw the rest of the bread into the tin can and continued to say: "I called him but he lay there motionless. I thought he was joking with me and scared me deliberately when I wanted to find him in the past When he was caught by the friendly army behind him. "
He paused for a moment, then asked a question: "Do you know what they said to me? They said, your pants are all blood, only then I saw that, Gulf's blood splashed my butt. Hell , That's my last unwashed pants, you know that's my last unwashed pants. "
After saying this, the veteran smiled bitterly and then patted twice on the shoulders of the embarrassed recruit: "If you have seen the heads of your comrades broken apart, they are nestled in the rubble and rubble every day. The enemies coming over are strangled, and a few hours will be madly shot and killed a few enemies, watching their bullets flying behind the front sight and flying the front teeth of others ... you know, you may not have been to St. Rudolph in your life The luckiest thing. "
Those who have not experienced the battle of St. Rudolph are willing to mention this battle. They are more willing to bury everything they have experienced in their hearts. It is important to know that among the Ukrainian troops that suffered the most losses, there were even some soldiers whose losses reached ten. The corpses buried in the ruins of the streets there have not yet been cleaned up, and civilians were killed by mines buried in the ruins a few days ago.
It was a terrible battle, and humanity and civilization were far from that terrible place. In a variety of battlefields that can't see the end at a glance, only the barbaric power of the beast dominates everything. Human beings rely on strongness and fierceness to decide who has the right to stay alive, relying on cunning and cruelty to distinguish their respective experiences and experienced ...
As the veteran recollected the most terrible battle he had ever experienced, an officer, accompanied by the platoon leader, walked along the ridge on the other end. They came to the foxhole and looked at the two soldiers on duty. The officer led the command and said: "In a moment there will be a Soviet convoy. They will have white flags on their car bumpers. Do n’t fire at these targets, let them pass through here, and let them safely reach the checkpoint at the intersection behind you, understand? "
"Sir? The Soviets surrendered?" The veteran looked at the officer from the rear with surprise, and asked with excitement. This is too important for him. The Soviet surrender means the end of the war, and the war is over. For all Germans, that means a good day is coming.
"No, don't be too happy too early." The officer smiled and showed his white teeth. There are really many medals on him, and the Iron Cross medal on his neck is even more conspicuous: "If it is more accurate, only a part of the Soviets are ready to surrender-just prepare, nothing more."
"This is really good news." The veteran laughed, and the lines on his face seemed to be a blooming flower.
"Of course, this is definitely good news." The officer carried his hands on his back and walked along the ridge. There was also a sniper's observation post and another foxhole where the three infantry were stationed. They are going to inform the soldiers over there and bring this good news to the soldiers who have not been able to go home and take a look for months.
From the slight cheers, you can hear how exciting this news is for these soldiers. When the officer and the platoon leader walked back, some soldiers protruded their heads from the foxhole and raised their right hands to the two. They used their hands to express their joy and express their gratitude to the officers for their good news.
Half an hour later, a Soviet grass-green military vehicle came across from the opposite road along the earthy road. There were several cars behind this car. All the cars covered the five-pointed star with paint. And a striking white flag was hung on the front of the car. These cars were driven carefully, as if afraid of the Germans on the opposite side suddenly firing, but the people on the cars soon realized that their worries were superfluous. Many German soldiers were sitting on the open ground with arms, curiously looking at these coming from afar "Surrenders."
On the violently shaking car, the nervous Soviet guards pressed their pistols around their waists. This was the only weapon they carried. Compared with those holding mp-44 assault rifles, g43 semi-automatic rifles and Mauser 98k rifles For the German soldiers, it seemed too shabby. However, they were only escorting the "diplomatic missions" in the car and came to negotiate with the Germans, so there was no way to carry larger weapons.
And inside these military vehicles are the big men from Chelyabinsk. These people now represent not the Soviet Union as everyone knows, but represent a new country-the Siberian Federation, came to sign the two countries with the Third Reich A peace agreement between the two, establishing diplomatic relations at the ambassadorial level.
"As long as we agree to the request of the German head of state, declare independence and join the Axis Group, give up some benefits and then open up the railway line to the Far East, we can achieve autonomy on the existing land." A former Soviet diplomat Obviously, I am full of confidence in this summing trip: "Germany will guarantee our safety, and Stalin's terror rule will soon be a thing of the past."
"I advise you not to be too optimistic, because as far as I know, the German head of state is very greedy and equally brutal." On the car, another older politician was a little uncomfortable tortured by the shaking car, he wrinkled Frowning the cold water of his colleagues, it seems that this will make him more comfortable: "We don't have much to offer, and we don't know if we can get the final peace."
For the newly established so-called Siberian Federation, the military disadvantages and diplomatic compromises are not too tough chips in front of the powerful Third Reich. When we came, we discussed the most colonial topics such as mineral rights and road rights, and these topics also caused the atmosphere of the car to fall to the cold valley.
"Okay, gentlemen!" A well-dressed middle-aged man headed up finally said: "In fact, in addition to the establishment of the country to exercise sovereignty, the rest of the things do not have to be too reluctant at all. To say something awkward, even We want to give it, and the Germans do n’t necessarily want it! "