When they were ready, the troops were divided into columns, and then, like a military parade, the tanks were lined up, the infantry followed behind, the artillery was behind, and then a group of dejected Romanian and German prisoners were carried.

Although it was pouring rain, the streets were crowded with people, soldiers and civilians, old people and children, men and women...... Especially those generous and beautiful Ukrainian girls, constantly sending flying kisses to the team, and some of them couldn't help but rush into the street to hug these brave soldiers enthusiastically.

So the troops only advanced for a while and were blocked, and those who brought water and food, shouted for warmth, shook hands and thanked them...... The whole street was full of people.

Although the streets are littered with traces of war: crumbling buildings, burned framed houses, bomb craters, pools of blood, and even corpses and organs around a corner.

But this did not affect the enthusiasm of the soldiers and civilians at all, and they even climbed into the tanks to deliver food to the tank crews, which forced the tanks to stop moving so as not to pose a danger.

"Comrade!" While Shulka was looking at all this with the eyes of a third person, an old woman suddenly grabbed Shulka's hand and said, "Are you married?" If not, look at my granddaughter! ”

As he spoke, he pulled up a plainly dressed but very beautiful Ukrainian girl behind him and introduced: "Her name is Yelena, and she is seventeen years old this year......

Shulka couldn't help but be stunned, this old woman actually went on a blind date on such an occasion.

The fighters next to him were heckling, and regardless of whether Shulka agreed or not, they stepped forward one after another and said half-jokingly:

"Auntie, you have such a good vision, this is our platoon commander comrade!"

"He's a famous 'escape hero'!"

"yes, have you heard of Shulka?" The actor grabbed Shulka, who was about to escape, and pushed him in front of the girl, saying, "Shulka, 'escape hero' Shulka!" ”

……

The old woman's face didn't change much, she obviously hadn't heard of it, and she didn't seem to like the word "run away", so there was some suspicion on her face.

However, the Ukrainian girl, who was embarrassed and embarrassed, couldn't help but widen her eyes and look at Shulka when she heard this name.

"You're the 'Escape Hero'?" Yelena asked: "That 'escaped hero' from the Brest Fortress?" ”

"Sort of!" Shulka replied helplessly: "That's the nickname they gave me, although I don't like it!" ”

"I've heard of you!" Yelena's previous embarrassment was swept away, and she became active as if she had changed into a different person: "I have heard a lot of stories about you......"

The fighters were around to coax:

"Comrade platoon commander can tell you more stories!"

"When there are only two people!"

……

"Shulka!" Davydov shouted in front of him: "Keep going!" ”

It was then that Shulka noticed that there were already a lot of vigilante police around, and they pushed the crowd to the sides to keep the troops moving.

"Goodbye, beautiful girl!" Shulka waved at Elena, "I'll miss you!" ”

If this was in China, Shulka would not dare to tease girls like this, because it would be regarded as "flirting".

But in Ukraine, Shulka knows that this is normal, and it can even be said to be friendly and complimentary.

"Goodbye!" Yelena also waved her hand: "My name is Yelena!" ”

Shulka guessed that Yelena probably wanted to give Shulka her address so that she could contact him again, but was stopped by the police and said her name again.

Then they were separated by the crowd.

Shulka smiled disapprovingly, he felt the boldness and enthusiasm of the Ukrainian girl, for him it can be regarded as an exotic place, or it can be said to be a good memory.

The soldiers, carrying their guns on their backs, waved their hands to both sides of the street with their heads held high, and strode forward for more than an hour to complete the procession...... But the hour or so passed quickly, even though the soldiers had been fighting continuously until now.

Of course, it was not the same with the captives at the back of the line.

Shulka suddenly felt that this was a bit like the entrance ceremony of the Olympic Games, and he almost shouted on the air: "Now in front of you is the 1st Tank Battalion, which has been indomitable in battle, repeatedly breaking through the enemy's defenses......"

Then applause rang out and flowers swayed.

"Now in front of you are the detachment of prisoners, they are made up of Romanian and German detachments......"

Then the scolding rang out, and eggs and mud smashed over.

The scene was even more chaotic than depicted, and the fighting people would not be polite to the invaders, some of them spit at the captives at close range, some of them punched them hard, and some of them threw stones in the faces of the captives, only to beat them to the point where their noses were swollen and their faces were swollen.

And the policemen who maintained order also pretended not to see it and did not stop it at this time.

However, there was no need for Shulka and the others to care, and the troops followed the tanks in front all the way to the school that was used as a temporary military camp.

During the war, the school was the ideal place to be a temporary military camp.

This is partly due to the fact that in the event of a war the school could not be used and could not be used for a considerable period of time...... Students are out of class and teachers are on vacation.

On the other hand, it is because the school has relatively complete facilities: walls, classrooms, dormitories, canteens, and even a bathhouse, which can be used as a barracks with only minor modifications or additional beds.

But Shulka and the others don't care about so much.

As soon as he walked into the barracks, he was half a cut shorter, and after he was ordered to walk into his dormitory, he lay down on the bed and no longer had the strength to get up, and he didn't even take off his rain-soaked military uniform, and then the snoring began one after another.

This is normal, because since the start of the fight from Kyiv, I have been in a state of high tension for more than ten days and have not been able to take a good rest.

Of course, the infantry in the car did have a rest, but even if they did, they had to jump up and jump out of the car like a spring at any time while holding their guns, because if they were only half a beat slow, they could be killed by bullets and shells.

Now, after entering Odessa, a tight string finally relaxed, and all kinds of tiredness and fatigue came up, like an unstoppable tide.

Shulka was no exception, he found a bed in the corner, leaned his rifle against him, and tried to take off his raincoat before going to sleep, but only half of it was taken off and fell asleep on the bed.