At this time, the 1st SS Panzer Division, the SS Skeletal Panzer Division, the 5th SS "Viking" Panzer Division, the 6th SS "Northern" Mountain Division and other SS elite units; They were at the major airports in Sicily, waiting for the C-47 military transport planes and a small number of C-5 transport planes to carry them back to the Eastern Front.

"I didn't think we would have to go back to fighting on the Eastern Front so soon, and I was a little reluctant to leave here in Sicily? The scenery here and the girls are beautiful! ”

Walter Minhey, the second sergeant of the third division of the driver of the SS skeleton armoured division, smoked a cigarette and chatted with Willy Komlar, the second lieutenant of the third division of the third team.

"Tsk! I know that you are amazing, and in just a week's rest, you can actually soak a Sicilian beauty! I really underestimated your skills before, I always thought you were just driving a tank, who knew that even pickled girls were so awesome! Wear! ”

Sgt. 3 Sgt. Willie Komlar was standing next to his Tiger tank, sipping his coffee and laughing.

"Yo! Then do you want me to take you as an apprentice and teach you how to quickly pick up girls? This is a very advanced knowledge, not something that ordinary people can learn! Of course, big handsome guys like me, for example! ”

Third Squad Deputy Sergeant Walter boasted triumphantly.

"I'm not as free as you are! We are all going back to the Eastern Front now, and I don't know when we will have the opportunity to visit Sicily, and maybe this will be goodbye! ”

Willy, the deputy sergeant of the third-level squad, took another sip of coffee, shook his head with a wry smile.

"Yes! But you don't have to worry so much! I heard Commander Guderian say that we are now only going to the Eastern Front to help Marshal Mord's troops, to resist the massive counteroffensive of those Soviet troops, so that they can evacuate smoothly! ”

"When they evacuate, we'll be sent to attack the oil-rich parts of the Middle East!"

"Maybe we will meet more beautiful women and beautiful scenery in the Middle East!"

Walter, the deputy sergeant of the third-level team, pretended to be relaxed and comforted the other party.

"The Middle East seems to be mostly deserted! Where are there beautiful desert landscapes? But there seem to be a lot of beautiful women! ”

Willy, the deputy sergeant of the third-level squad, was stunned and smiled bitterly.

"I don't know very well, I haven't been there yet? However, I have heard that the Middle East refers to a place of one bay, two oceans, three continents and five seas, and the countries there seem to include Bahrain, Egypt, Iran, Iraq, Israel, Jordan, Kuwait, Lebanon, Oman, Qatar, Saudi Arabia, Syria, the United Arab Emirates, Yemen, Palestine, Cyprus and Turkey. And most of their terrain seems to be plateaus, and the plains are very narrow. ”

Deputy Sergeant Walter of the Third Squad thought for a moment and said.

"Whatever! For you, as long as there are beautiful women, right? Walter! ”

Willy, the deputy sergeant of the third-level team, blinked his eyes and smiled.

"You still know my character, Willy!"

Sgt. Walter, the deputy sergeant of the third team, took a deep puff of his cigarette, then exhaled a large eye circle and said with a bright smile.

"Then when you return to the battlefield on the Eastern Front, you don't want to be wiped out by those Soviet troops!"

Deputy Sergeant Willy of Team 3 drank all the remaining coffee from the glass in his hand and smiled.

"Of course I won't be killed by them, only I will kill them! But you don't want to die, or no one will talk to me so happily in the future! ”

Walter, the deputy sergeant of the third team, also tried to show the brightest smile in response.

"Then let's try to survive together! Otherwise, the beauties of the Middle East will be very lonely! I haven't gone to soak a bubble with you, a flower master! ”

Willy, the deputy sergeant of the third squad, blinked and joked.

"Hmmm! At that time, I will definitely take you to soak all the beauties in the Middle East, as long as we can survive under the large-scale counterattack of the Soviet army this time! Let's go! Here comes our transport plane! ”

Walter, the deputy sergeant of the third team, looked up at a large number of C-47s and C-5 transport planes that suddenly appeared in the sky, and showed a hint of concern.

"Hmmm! God will bless us, and we still have so many new weapons and equipment in the Führer, we will not die so easily under the counterattack of those Soviet troops! ”

Willy, the deputy sergeant of the third team, also looked up at the C-47 and C-5 transport planes that were preparing to land at the airport, took a deep breath, calmed his emotions and said.

Sgt. Walter, the deputy sergeant of the third squad, nodded, and did not speak again; The two of them then drove the tanks towards the C-5 transport planes, preparing for them to transport them along with the tanks to the Eastern Front.

Because the C-5 Galaxy transport aircraft can be loaded with heavily armed combat units (including main battle tanks), helicopters, and heavy cargo such as the Army's 74-ton mobile scissor bridge, which can be transported to anywhere in the world to provide field support for troops in battle.

This is why Missel was able to transport a large number of tanks and artillery to the vicinity of their hidden towns without even knowing it.

This time, in order to reach the battlefield on the Eastern Front more quickly, and dispatch elite SS troops to support Moder's troops who were fighting hard, Chen Yanlong dispatched a large number of C-47 and C-5 transport aircraft to transport soldiers, tanks, heavy artillery and other weapons and equipment.

At this time, the battle situation on the Eastern Front was also very fierce.

Because Moder's troops had already been wiped out in the Dnieper Campaign.

Of course, the Soviet army also used twice the loss of troops in exchange for such a brilliant result.

But even so, Moder was still emotionally calm, clear-headed, and calmly commanded the rest of his troops; On the one hand, there is an organized, disciplined and tactically equipped side battle and retreat.

It is not like a rout of a thousand miles, the people are panicked, and they have no will to fight.

"Everyone, hold on, the Führer's reinforcements will arrive soon, we have to kill more Soviet troops before the reinforcements come, or when our reinforcements come, we won't have so many Soviet troops to kill!"

Moder sat solemnly in one or two tank command vehicles, and encouraged his troops who were fighting and evacuating.

"Da Da Da! Da-da-da-da! Dadada......"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang......"

"Tom! Tong! Tom ......"

He was answered by the sound of German soldiers using machine guns, rifles, and mortars to fight back frantically and desperately against the pursuing Soviet troops.

These voices resounded in the sky constantly, and they were constantly mixed with terrible screams, painful wails, and muffled voices that were unwilling to die on the battlefield......