Father is a great man, in the Empire, there are more girls who have a crush on their father, so Hans has long looked at these, in the West, by many women secretly in love, men are successful, men women are proud.

And now, he just wants to blackmail Aunt Mia and find a chance to leave this hellish place.

Unfortunately, Hans did not succeed.

Hans looked at Mia's body and was about to tremble, but he still strode out, knowing that he had completely angered this mother's best friend, his father's fan, what should he do?

It seems that it can only slip away quietly.

Go back to the troops, go back to your tanks, and when the time comes, it's a big deal to resist the order!

If Aunt Mia really dared to stab herself and give herself an order to go back, then she would definitely tell her father about Aunt Mia's feelings for her father.

Hmph, that's helping her too.

Thinking of this, Hans sat back on the bed, and with his pen, he wrote a letter, and when he found out that he was not there, Aunt Mia would definitely see the letter, and see if she dared to report herself!

Quietly listening to the movement outside, until there was no sound outside, and when it was quiet, he took off the hospital gown he was wearing outside and tiptoed outside.

This should be a village, it must be on the outskirts of Osad, Hans looked at the starlight above his head and found his bearing, these skills of survival in the wild, Hans is not difficult.

Walking out of the compound, Hans saw the sentry at the door, where two Romanian soldiers stood guard.

"Wow!" Seeing Hans coming, the two men actually raised their hands to salute.

Romania was a servant state of Germany, and with the German conquest of all of Europe, the Germans could walk sideways throughout Europe, and these Romanian soldiers had to be respectful even if they saw even the lowliest German private.

Hans nodded: "I'm going back to the army, I should go this way, right?" ”

Since these two guys were so obedient, Hans simply asked.

"Yes, take the road on the right, and on the left is our headquarters."

Hans looked to the left, and found that there were many antennas erected in the courtyard next to the medical compound where he was located, and there were officers coming in and out, and it seemed that it was probably the command post of the group army.

Supposedly, the command post of the army group is relatively safe, and it is most convenient for the medical team sent by the side from Berlin to be next to the command post of the army group.

Hans turned his head to walk towards the main road to the right, when one of the soldiers spoke again: "When you came yesterday, a couple of tankmen sent you a rifle. ”

As a warrior, you must have a weapon with you, after all, you can encounter enemies everywhere now.

Hans watched the Romanian soldier hand over his black and shiny MP40 with his gun, still with a drum, and suddenly wanted to kiss the Romanian soldier's hairy face, which was really good!

German tankers, armed with this 6.8 mm assault rifle, have strong firepower, and can use this weapon to greet the enemy if they encounter close proximity.

Carrying his rifle behind his back, Hans strode outside, he had no car to sit on, but only on his two legs.

When I got to the entrance of the village, I saw a group of Romanian soldiers standing guard there, and even a light tank on the side of the road.

"There is still fierce fighting in the city of Osad, are you going to the front?" Said the platoon commander Iliye, who was guarding here.

"Yes, I'm going to use our tanks to bombard the Soviets." Hans raised his hand and waved goodbye to the Romanian soldiers, his body gradually sinking into the darkness.

It was still silent, and you could only see the fire in the distance in the city of Ozad, which was a fierce battle.

It seems that it is more than ten kilometers away.

How long did you sleep on your own? I don't know if my tank has been repaired, but I can't delay!

Hans walked on the road, both sides were quite open, both were flat fields, originally this was a field, but now there is no one to cultivate, the passing army, vehicles, have long since flattened the field.

Walking, walking, suddenly, Hans's ears pricked up, and he seemed to hear a peculiar sound in the air, very slightly, as if a dragonfly were flying.

Then he saw a dark shadow flying not far above his head and sliding into the flat field ahead.

Soviets!

At this moment, Hans reacted, this is the glider of the Soviets, it is the Airborne Forces of the Soviets!

It is amazing that the Soviets were able to find this place, and the other party came here for only one purpose, that is, to end the Romanian Army Group Command here, in a vain attempt to relieve the siege of Osad!

Now the Romanians are attacking fiercely, all in one breath, and if the Romanian high command is terminated, it will obviously hit the morale of the Romanian army hard, and it will buy Ozard more time.

With a smile on his face, Hans really didn't have to work hard to catch up!

Looking at the place where the other party landed, Hans's figure quietly hid into the darkness, and he remembered that behind him, there was a Romanian infantry platoon.

The glider, a non-powered aircraft that was widely used in World War II, had no sound, was towed by a transport plane, and could fly silently after entering the skies over the enemy.

At this time, there were more than thirty people on the two gliders now, all of them wearing the black sailor uniforms of the navy, and each of them had a determined expression.

They came with the determination to die.

The platoon commander Gustaev's body trembled violently with the contact between the plane and the ground, the muscles on his face were also shaking, and in his hand, he was holding a turntable machine gun.

Around him, everyone else almost had the same expression, and their weapons were all carefully selected, either turntable machine guns or submachine guns, all of which were automatic fire.

No matter how much they sacrifice, they will also eliminate the Romanian command here and take out their commander, Lieutenant General Nikolai Sopica!

This time, small detachments like theirs, a dozen of them, were heading towards their intended destination, the command posts of the Romanian army at all levels, and they were going to launch a surprise attack that would make the Romanians think that a large Soviet force had arrived.

Finally, the plane came to a standstill, Gustaev jumped down first, spread out the map, found his own landing, and then the battle remained!

He waved his hand, and his men quickly followed him, advancing towards the village on the other side.