The 1st Infantry Regiment was given three days of rest.

Of course, this kind of rest can't really be called rest, because they are hiding in the trenches, and from time to time a few shells will fly in the sky, and if you don't pay attention to bending down in the trenches, there will be a bullet flying from the opposite side and your brain will burst.

This was a combat state for other troops, but a rest for the German troops around Stalingrad...... Because at this time, the northern defense line was still withstanding the repeated attacks of several Soviet armies.

"Did you hear that?" Eberhard sat down beside Qin Chuan and handed a cigarette to Qin Chuan, who was squatting in the trench: "Those guys squatting on the northern defense line haven't closed their eyes for a few days and nights!" ”

"I know!" Werner replied: "Yesterday when I went to the infirmary......"

As he spoke, Werner raised the bandage on his right arm, a guy who had not been injured in the raid on Stalingrad, but was stunned by a shell that fell nearby while squatting in the field toilet and smoking a cigarette...... When the soldiers found him, he was almost buried alive, and alive with filth.

This left the usually feisty Werner without speaking for two days. Luckily, he only suffered a minor arm injury.

Werner was clearly still a little apprehensive, but he was told that he was more annoyed by the filth.

"I saw a few wounded there!" "They came down from the northern line, they still had blood from their wounds, but they were asleep!" ”

"How do you know they're asleep, not ......" the baker asked halfway through, as the battlefield taboo to say things like this.

"I thought so at first!" "But then I heard snoring! ”

Werner's words made it a little unimaginable for the officers and soldiers around them, falling asleep while wounded, one can imagine how tired they were.

After a while, the baker said, "So, lads, we're happy here, aren't we?" ”

"Yes!" Dominic replied, "At least we're not sleepy enough yet, if I were him...... I didn't dare to sleep. ”

The soldiers understood what this meant, and there were many examples of people leaving this world in a daze after falling asleep, and no one cared, they were just one of many casualties, and everyone seemed to be used to it.

And it is precisely this that is the most terrifying.

The baker was right, the days on the state farm could indeed be called "happy", especially when one or two greens were always found on the farm, or a few turnips or potatoes could fall from the air with a cannonball.

In fact, what is even happier is that there are rats in the wheat field...... In the past, the German "gentlemen" would have been half frightened to death at the sight of this thing, and some of them were even more afraid of rats than the enemy.

Understandably, there was a massive outbreak of plague in Europe during the Middle Ages...... The cause of the large-scale outbreak was the general lack of hygiene among Europeans at that time, the garbage was discarded at will, the drinking water was contaminated, the rats were rampant, and the fleas carried by them spread the plague everywhere, resulting in the collapse of the entire European population by nearly half.

It was only in this painful light that Europeans began to pay attention to urban sanitation and build sewer facilities.

At the same time, rats inevitably left a great shadow in their hearts.

However, when Qin Chuan caught a few voles and then skinned them and skewered them on a branch to roast them in the fire, the fragrance wafting in the wind immediately caused the nearby German soldiers to swallow.

When Qin Chuan was relishing the burnt vole skewers, the German soldiers couldn't hold back any longer.

"Major!" Yakop looked at the food in Qin Chuan's hand and asked knowingly, "How does it taste?" ”

"Well, that's great!" Qin Chuan replied vaguely, then handed the vole string to Yakop and asked, "Do you want to try it?" ”

"No, no!" Yakop still couldn't help refusing: "This ...... Won't there be a problem? ”

"What's the question?" Qin Chuan asked rhetorically.

"I don't know!" Jakop looked at the others and replied, "I mean, can it be eaten?" ”

"Or, what do you think I'm doing?"

When it comes to food, Europeans often fall into the misconception that humans are omnivores, and as long as they are healthy and nutritious, there is nothing they can't eat. But Europeans are monotonous and impoverished because of their own food culture...... Turning over and over again, there are just a few kinds of food, and they are used to such a diet and feel that their diet is simple, and in turn, they use colored glasses to look at the rich and colorful diets and practices of the Chinese, and simply boil it down to "Chinese can put anything on the table".

In the end, it was Dominic who plucked up the courage: "Major, can I give it a try?" ”

"Of course!" Qin Chuan simply cut off one of the branches and gave it to Dominic.

Dominic was still a little scared when he looked at the black whirring and somewhat vole-like thing in front of him, but after a fierce ideological struggle, he finally mustered up the courage to close his eyes and bite down.

"Uh-huh!" After a while, Dominic slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Qin Chuan unexpectedly, nodded and said, "You're right, Major, it tastes good!" ”

said that he couldn't care about anything anymore, and opened his mouth to eat a big piece.

The soldiers were obviously still hesitating, looking at each other, you look at me, I look at yours.

Dominic said in disbelief, "Please, gentlemen. It's a battlefield, we don't know when we're going to die, and you're worried about whether the roasted voles will kill you! ”

As soon as Dominic said this, the soldiers suddenly realized, and each of them mustered up the courage to ask Qin Chuan for a little try.

Although there were many monks and few porridges, each person was only given a small piece, but the result was out of control.

"Uh-huh, it tastes good!"

"Tastes a bit like ...... Roast duck crunchy skin! ”

"I think we should get more of this!"

"I agree!"

"Count me in!"

……

So a "rat-catching task force" was quickly formed, each with a stick in his hand, and when he found a rat hole, he stood in a position and surrounded it, and two people started digging with sapper shovels......

When the rats came out, they chased after them with sticks.

Werner was the most expert at this, at least half of the voles were killed by his men, for which he also waved his stick excitedly and shouted: "Yo He, do you see? I'm the 'Vole Killer'! ”