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The town of Chinteshti, six kilometers southeast of the city of Buzeu, was once the headquarters of the 15th Mechanized Corps of the Soviet Union, but at this time it had been requisitioned by the Waffen-SS Hitler Youth Division and became the headquarters of the Hitler Youth Division.

In the westernmost courtyard of the town of Chinteshti stands a small two-story building.

This house is the temporary station of a battalion, a company and a platoon under the Blackwater Special Reconnaissance Regiment.

Of the four squads, three squads stood guard outside the small building, and the remaining three squads all lived in various rooms in the small building, making final preparations before the battle.

All the windows on the north and south sides of the first floor of the small building are tightly blocked, and there is no leakage of lights in the room.

In the living room on the first floor, around the lamp on the ammunition box in the center of the living room, the ten soldiers of the first squad have different postures.

Heavy Billy and two co-shooters sat side by side on the only leather couch in the living room, leaning back against the couch to recuperate.

The crimson carpet was rolled up and still standing by the wall, and five riflemen sat on it with their backs against the wall, being inspected by Fleischer, the deputy squad leader.

Fleischer checked the combat readiness of the five riflemen and cheered up the five recruits who were about to take part in actual combat for the first time.

As soon as he turned around, he saw squad leader Gustav assembling the STG42 assault rifle in his hand.

In the hands of Gustav, the barrel, sights, air ducts, upper and lower handguards, muzzle flame suppressors, barrel connecting hoops, and dust caps, scattered gun components are magically spliced together to become a killing weapon with a black body, smooth lines, and a moving metallic luster.

Gustav reached for the magazine pouch on his chest. Pull out a curved magazine. The bullets in the magazine shimmered golden in the light of the light.

Load the magazine onto the assault rifle with a click. Gustav lifted the full STG42 to his shoulder, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the roof, corners, and walls, then held the assault rifle in his arms, closed his eyes and leaned against the wall to catch up on sleep.

Fleischer shook his head, smiled and sat down next to his old friend, pulling down the brim of his steel helmet to cover his eyes, and was about to seize the last days before the war to sleep, when he suddenly heard a squeak.

As the door was pushed open. The whispering of "stand up" reached the ears of everyone in the room.

Gustav and Fleischer reflexively stood up, put on their steel helmets, and saw a young man in a black uniform standing in front of them.

Seeing the young man's appearance, seeing him with the rank of Waffen-SS Major General, and the respectful battalion commander and company commander standing behind him,

Gustav and Fleischer immediately recognized the identity of the young man, the famous Polish governor-general, General Rosen.

Gustav hurriedly raised his right hand to salute Chen Dao, and patted the three sleeping machine gunners on the sofa with his left hand at the same time, reminding them that a big man was present.

Chen Dao wanted to stop Gustav. But it was too late, and he could only smile at the three heavys looking at him with sleepy eyes. Then he raised his hand to salute himself like an electric shock, and the soldier in the middle was half yawned back in fright.

After raising his hand to salute everyone, Chen Dao looked at Gustav.

The young man in front of him, a sergeant, with a slightly long face and a mustache above his lips that resembled Hitler's, made him look particularly relatable.

Chen Dao asked, "Are you their squad leader?" ”

"Yes, Your Excellency." Gustav said.

"Tomorrow, your battalion will launch an attack on the city of Buzeu with the Hitler Youth Division and the Army's 74th Infantry Division, and I have come to visit you and send you a few words of pre-war wishes."

"Thank you, Your Excellency, and you may be seated." Gustav said, pointing to the couch.

Chen Dao waved his hand and refused, and then said, "I hope you can remember every word I say." The city is very small, about three kilometers wide from north to south and about seven kilometers long from east to west, with less than 100,000 indigenous people.

In the war of the future, there are countless cities and fortresses waiting to be captured in the vast lands of the Soviet Union. I know of the Brest Fortress, the Sevastopol Fortress. There are also Leningrad, Moscow and other large cities with a population of more than a million. Compared to the fortress and city I am talking about, the city of Buzeu is too small to be mentioned.

It will be easy for you to take the city, and I hope that you will treat this battle as a live-fire exercise, and use it to test your training and new tactics.

I have ready medals and new ranks to be awarded to those who have served in this battle. Bring out your energy to earn your honor and rewards. ”

As soon as Chen Dao's words fell, Gustav said loudly: "The Soviets will pay the blood debt owed to the Romanians with their death and blood, and we will go straight to the headquarters of the Soviet invading army in Buzeu, capture their leaders alive, and then hand them over to the Romanians for trial." ”

"I am sure that you will be able to accomplish this task and then gain the gratitude of the Romanians and see with your own eyes how the Romanians kicked the ass of those Soviet invaders." Chen Dao said with a smile.

Gustav and his men smiled knowingly.

Chen Dao walked up to Gustav, picked up the STG42 assault rifle in his hand, fiddled with it a few times, and asked, "Sergeant, do you have anything to say about the new weapon in your hand?" ”

Gustav said with a smile: "I am very satisfied with this weapon and have no opinions. ”

"Your weapons are well maintained, and you are a qualified owner." Chen Dao said as he returned the assault rifle to Gustav.

Seeing Chen Dao looking at himself, machine gun shooter Billy said: "Your Excellency, I am also very satisfied with the MG-42 machine gun, well, it would be nice if the rate of fire could be a little slower, the bullets we carry will always run out quickly." ”

Chen Dao looked at this big man who was 1.9 meters tall and his muscles almost burst into military uniforms, nodded and said, "You're right, big man." A rate of fire of 1,200 rounds per minute is too fast for a machine gun, and a 75-round drum will run out in less than ten seconds. It will take a little time to improve this shortcoming, and until then, in my personal experience, I recommend that you use more burst fire to solve the problem of insufficient ammo. ”

"That's what I thought too." Big man Billy said.

Chen Dao gently patted Billy on the shoulder, then looked at the five riflemen.

"Your Excellency, I have a G42 semi-automatic rifle and I feel more secure than I am holding a Mauser 98K. And you don't have to pull the bolt with another bullet, which can save a lot of physical strength. If I had to pick a problem with it, I highly recommend adding a bayonet mount, I love the feeling of fighting bayonets. Said the oldest of the five riflemen.

Chen Dao smiled at first, and then said: "You are right, the G-42 semi-automatic rifle cannot be loaded with a bayonet, which really makes many people uncomfortable. In my personal experience of street fighting, I can offer you a few solutions, one is to use the sapper shovel on your back to fight the enemy, or use the butt of your gun to smash the enemy's skull. But the best of all options is to shoot the enemy in the head before they get within bayonet range of you. Finally, I would like to remind you that the spears used by the Russians are more dangerous weapons than bayonets, and that you would do well to deal with them in the last way I said, and not let them rush to your side. ”

After Chen Dao finished speaking, he said to Gustav again: "Listen to your accent, are you from Dongfang Province?" ”

Gustav was stunned for a moment, then remembered that Austria had been renamed the Eastern Province, and hurriedly nodded and said, "I am from the Eastern Province." ”

"I feel very kind to see the style of your beard. I have a hunch that we will meet again, and I hope that when we meet again, it will be at the ceremony of honoring you. Chen Dao said.

"I am confident that my subordinates and I will receive this honor." Gustav said.

Chen Dao nodded with a smile, looked down at his watch and said, "I still have to inspect other troops, you should hurry up and rest." ”

After sending Chen Dao away, the sleepiness on the faces of Gustav and his subordinates was swept away.

Fleischer said: "I really didn't expect that Your Excellency came from the Air Force to be so good at land weapons. ”

Billy, the shooter, said: "Don't forget that your Excellency's first exploits were in a street battle in Kutno, Poland. ”

"The battle in Buzeu was also a street fight, and we must also get a medal for this battle, an honor to be on the cover of a military magazine, and not to disappoint that Excellency," said Gustav. ”

As soon as Gustav finished speaking, the roar of a car engine was heard outside the door.

Platoon Commander Fisher pushed the door in and said, "It's time, everyone gets in the car, and let's go." (To be continued......)