German casualties were mounting, and the hospitals in Warsaw were packed with wounded soldiers. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhu Yao is very busy, and all the doctors and nurses in the hospital are very busy. Everyone hates to give birth to three heads and six arms. Every night when she returned to the dormitory, Zhu Yao felt incredible about the strength of her body. Every day, every day, she struggles with the limits of her body.

With the onset of winter, the Germans achieved fewer and fewer victories on the battlefields of the Eastern Front. Listening to the radio every day, Zhu Yao prayed silently in her heart. Since Carl sent his adjutant to Warsaw once, Zhu Yao had not seen any news of him, whether on the radio or elsewhere.

However, for all the Germans who are looking forward at this time, no news is good news!

Zhu Yao keeps spinning like a spinning top day by day, perhaps because she is used to seeing life and death, for those young lives that have disappeared, Zhu Yao has been able to do it unaffected and calmly handle the work at hand.

Even the doctors who came here to support said that Zhu Yao was the fastest growing nurse in their group. But for this kind of growth, Zhu Yao really thinks it's okay!

As we entered December, the German casualties were getting worse. Many of the soldiers who had not recovered from their wounds had already set off again. Many of the soldiers who were sent over were hastily bandaged and then thrown into battle.

Zhu Yao's heart tightened, and she prayed silently in her heart every night.

Far away and cold in the Soviet Union, it was a quiet town before the war, and after the war it was almost razed to the ground. Carl leaned against the back of a building with his gun in his hand and closed his eyes to rest, with only a few dozen people left around him. And since yesterday, they have been out of food. In this faraway and cold country, some soldiers are already beginning to become suspicious of the successive wars.

Although there are "chain soldiers", there are still people who have deserted. Karl did not punish him severely, because at this time even he himself was suspicious of this war!

Endless wars, cold climates, frozen soldiers, it seems that the dawn of victory will never be seen...... All of this made him feel desperate like never before! But he was a chief, and all he could do was to move forward!

The troops were disorganized and put into a new team, but maybe they were about to join another team before they could remember the new number! Even Carl didn't know which unit he was currently affiliated with.

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, and Carl quickly opened his eyes, rolled on the ground, and had already left the original place. There was clarity in his eyes, as if he had never fallen asleep.

"Sir, those damned Russians are attacking again!"

"You, you guys go back on a detour, you, come with me, and the others stay here. Carl quickly assigned the task and went out with the people.

In the alleyway opposite, the sound of gunfire comes to mind from time to time. Karl hid behind a bunker, looked around, and suddenly picked up a rock and threw it. Dense fire was immediately directed at the stones, and the positions of the enemy personnel were revealed.

Karl seized the opportunity and cooperated with another person, one on the side, to kill the three Russians.

At this time, their position was also exposed, and the Russian fire was fiercely bombarded this side. Karl gestured, bent on his waist, rolled a few times, and fell behind another cover.

At this time, several German troops suddenly appeared in the rear of the Russians and took them by surprise.

In just two hours, the sneak attack in the street fighting initiated by the Russians ended. Although the Germans won a temporary victory by a large margin, not a single one was happy.

In the storeroom, next to the rising fire, the soldiers who had ended the war gathered around to warm themselves by a fire. No one spoke, and silence spread throughout the storeroom.

Suddenly, the sound of bombers sounded in the sky again, and Karl immediately dragged one of the soldiers next to him to the ground.

There was a loud bang, and the earth trembled.

After the fire, another storehouse not far from the storehouse was leveled in an instant.

The two soldiers who were guarding outside had already lost their young lives before they could even warn. Karl walked over and folded their nameplate in half and put it in his pocket.

By the time the bombers sounded again, they had already divided into several squads and were in abandoned bomb shelters.

Originally, this area was only a residential area, and the bomb shelters were built by the residents themselves. After so many shell bombardments, they were already in danger, but they had no other choice, if they did not enter the bomb shelter, the target on the ground would be even more conspicuous.

Karl strained his ears to the occasional roar of bombers passing through the sky, and the loud sound of shells falling to the ground. Suddenly, Karl pulled one of the soldiers beside him, quickly pushed open the door of the bomb shelter above, and ran out.

"Hurry up, this place is going to collapse!" Before all the people could run out, there was a boom, and the place where the bomb shelter was located collapsed entirely. Some of the soldiers who didn't have time to escape were buried alive underneath.

Karl's face was gloomy and terrifying, and some people couldn't bear to cry loudly, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse.

The next time I saw Karl was in the summer of 1942.

He stood in the antechamber of the hospital, one arm hanging unnaturally. He was wearing a slate-gray Wehrmacht uniform, and I don't know which soldier it had been ripped off from, and it was obviously ill-fitting. His cheeks were very thin, and his ice-blue eyes were deeply sunken. Zhu Yao's movements in his hands paused, looking at Carl, and the tears that had not been shed for a long time fell unconsciously.

Thank God, he is still alive! This is the only thought in Zhu Yao's heart at this time.

Carl's arm was broken, and although the doctor picked it up, he was an officer in this special time, and he didn't have time to rest properly. Therefore, it is foreseeable that his arm will definitely fall into disability in the future.

After bandaging, Carl hurried away with the car. Zhu Yao chased the car for a while, and finally watched the car take Carl farther and farther!

"Come back alive!"

Carl unfolded a small page, on which was Zhu Yao's slightly messy handwriting, apparently written in a hurry. Karl folded the paper carefully, put it to his lips and kissed it gently, and then put it in his breast pocket, where there was the nameplate left by his comrades!

From the summer of 1942 to February 1943, the German Sixth Army fought an unprecedented battle with the Soviets at Stalingrad, which ended with the total annihilation of the German Sixth Army. Later generations called this battle the Battle of Stalingrad!