Orbchok, April 1966.

Not far from Stronghold B, Sweet and Troman were in ambush with men. Another unit had just come out of Stronghold B, and Sweet thought that the time had come, thinking that Degro was buying himself the maximum time at the cost of his life on another battlefield, and he must grasp it well, and not let their efforts go to waste.

"Let's go up, I don't think there are many people in the stronghold now. Twenty of us should be fine. Troman said anxiously.

"Okay. Let Ruddock approach with ten men first and see what is going on. We then went out. ”

"Understood." Ruddock was about to run over and ask when the attack would be, when he heard Sweet say this and immediately agreed.

"Hmm." Before Sweet could react, Ruddock had already run down to carry out the order. Sweet came back to his senses, touched the weapon in his hand, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart, real guns, real battlefields, and really a feeling of not being comfortable. And the Troman boy seemed to have been born for war, and seeing his excitement, he couldn't wait to rush to the battlefield. It seems that he is more suitable to be a general, and he should be suitable for planning in the rear and presiding over the overall situation.

"Bang." A gunshot pierced the quiet sky, and Sweet listened in amazement to a second, then a third. The battle started so quickly.

It turned out that Ruddock led people to find a relatively hidden path close to the stronghold, but he didn't expect that there was a Russian soldier here to be convenient. Both sides saw that they were fluted, and Krake didn't want to use his gun. He was afraid of alarming the Russians in the stronghold, but he didn't expect that the Russian soldier in front of him had quickly pulled out his gun, and Ruddock was helpless. I had to shoot the enemy. Now that it has been exposed, there is no need to hide it. Radox simply led the assault.

The battlefield was changing rapidly, and Sweet didn't expect to encounter this situation at all, even when he was still thinking about what to do. Troman had already rushed out of the ground.

"Everyone obey my orders, take the stronghold in front of them, and let the Russians go back. Everyone, rush. With a wave of his arm, Troman fired a shot into the distance. He didn't care if he couldn't fight or not, he got the momentum up first, and it was already exposed anyway. Then the best way is to assault all the people, so it is still possible, if the Russians put on a defensive posture, it is really not good, so we can't delay a minute or a second.

"Rush. The Russians are in front. "Seeing Troman take the lead. Sweet immediately figured it out, it seems that he has really become a frightened bird, and he wants to plan and act at any time and any situation, but on the battlefield, sometimes a minute is enough to decide whether to win or not, but fortunately, Troman reacts relatively quickly.

At the instigation of the two, ten men rushed out of the rubble and gradually converged in the direction of Ruddock.

The Russians were shocked. Thirty people were originally arranged to stay in the stronghold, and most of the troops went out to participate in the encirclement and suppression of the German troops in the nearby stronghold. Who would have thought that there would also be a shadow of the Germans here, it would be a nightmare.

The passive Russians scattered and fled, and everyone's minds were on flight.

The commander of the Russians, Shashut, was the one who remained at the stronghold, and he did not have the courage to fight back, and since the first shot he heard it, he felt that his heart was about to stop working. The Germans don't know why they are here, God, he hopes that all this is an illusion, aren't the Germans all surrounded? How is it possible to escape. It wasn't until a bullet whistled and hit a subordinate next to him, watching his men fall to the ground wailing, that he realized it wasn't a hallucination. In the distance, it seems that there is still a non-help German rushing here, and it is enough to listen to the shouts, what should be done? Run! Without the slightest hesitation, Shashut issued this order directly. He was the first to fly out.

As he ran, he thought, what can the thirty people on his side do even if they fight back? The Germans in front of them are so fierce, don't blame yourself. Besides, there are more important things, you have to report this incident to your superiors as soon as possible, the Germans have come to attack, so of course these thirty people can't prevent it, and the blame should not be on themselves. So, how many people were there in the German army? There should be a hundred. Well, no, it takes a thousand to force such a great French soldier back. Well, when I got to my superiors, I said that.

The main generals are all gone, and the rest of the people are not all running outside the stronghold, who wants to leave their lives here.

In less than five minutes, by the time Sweet and Krako converged, there was not a single Russian in the stronghold, except for a few corpses underground. Sweet, who had originally planned for the worst, did not expect to capture the stronghold so easily, and it did not cost a single soldier, such a result was very wrong for Sweet, which made the cautious him have to wonder if this was a trap.

It's too easy, the more beneficial it is to himself, the more likely it is to be a conspiracy, and Sweet, who adheres to this rule, immediately sends Raddock to find out the information, and a panic in his heart makes him want to leave this place very much.

"Relax. Don't be too nervous. Troman patted Sweet on the shoulder.

"I always felt that something was wrong, was it a little too easy? It's easy to go too far. Sweet still frowned.

"I think it's normal, the Russians are actually not that powerful, the panic of seeing them flee is not like pretending, and there are not many of them, it is normal to escape."

Sweet's worries were not dispelled until Ruddock came to his life. The fleeing Russians went to Stronghold A, and there were no suspicious signs nearby.

"Okay. We need to clean up the battlefield quickly, Ruddock, you take someone to throw the grenades into the stronghold, whatever you want. Give you five minutes, and make sure it looks like it's been through a big war. You get the idea, it has to be realistic. It's about whether the Russians will focus on the security here, and we have to convince them that the main German forces are here, so as to create opportunities for the big forces. ”

"Understood." As for Sweet, Ruddock had become accustomed to treating him as his immediate superior.

Just as Ruddock was about to leave, Sweet grabbed him by the arm. "Either way, 5 minutes must be over, whether it's done or not. If you find an enemy, evacuate immediately. Do you know the way? ”

Feeling Sweet's concern, Ruddock's heart warmed, there are people worrying about him all the time, this feels good, it seems that it is not bad to have such a person as his boss.

Ruddock nodded and left, and Troman easily pulled out two cigarettes and handed one to Sweet.

"Plop. Thump. Sweet's left chest shook rapidly, and he walked back and forth, and there was nothing he could see that he didn't worry about. Kindness? The stone in the ruins seemed to move. Suspicious. Kindness? And there, I remember there was no such box just now, suspicious. And there's there, too, which is really suspicious.

"Friends. You're a little panicked. Although I can understand your feelings. After all, this is the first time we've been fighting, but you're not in great shape. Caution is necessary, but to be cautious all the time is to be afraid. ”

"What did you just say?" Still looking around, Sweet brought the cigarette to his mouth with a trembling right hand, and then took a deep breath.

"Ah, you are our leader, and your words and deeds directly affect the people under you. You're panicking. I've noticed from just now that your expression has been wrong, and I can't go on like this. ”

"What's wrong?" Sweet still didn't seem to hear clearly. The solemn brow has never been soothed from the beginning to the present.

Troman walked up to Sweet and twisted his head around the place. They looked at each other: "Calm, composed." ”

"Well, calm down, composed." Sweet repeated, but then asked, "What about the Ruddocks?" Haven't come back yet? Are we going to get out of here right now? ”

Troman lowered his head and sighed, Ruddock had just left, how could he come back. "Hey S, this is war, every second can cost your life, you be sober."

Sweet rudely pushed Troman's away: "I'm sober, I'm responsible for the safety of my men, this place is too suspicious, including this inexplicable victory, we're going to leave right now." You hurry up and call Ruddock back, and don't care if it's five minutes. ”

"Don't be scared, you're going to send us all into a scare. It is normal for the Russians to flee, and the Russians were not as difficult to deal with as they imagined during World War II, and we must not panic. ”

"What nonsense are you talking about, how can this be called normal? There are definitely ghosts in here, maybe we are surrounded by the Russians now, Troman, let's retreat quickly. ”

As he was talking, there was a sudden "boom, boom", and a fire rose into the sky from inside the stronghold. Tents lit by flames fluttered in the air. One after another, there was a clamor of fires, and it turned out that Raddock had found a box of grenades of Russian troops in a camp tent, as well as mines. In order to make a bigger splash, Ruddock directly triggered such a large amount of explosives.

"Troman, look, it's not the Russians calling. Damn, how could they be so fast. ”

Troman shook his head, the movement should have been made by Ruddock. He still gave the order, and now he can say such things. "Ah, I'm sorry." Troman walked over and grabbed Sweet's arm with his left hand.

"Huh?" Sweet turned his head and found that Troman had slammed his knife into his neck, and then his body fell limply and unresponsive......

Nearly 3,000 Russian soldiers were gathered in Stronghold A. They had just finished cleaning the battlefield, and the fierceness of the battle was indeed extraordinary, and more than two dozen German soldiers left unforgettable memories for the Russians. There was a question that had always haunted them, and whether it was right or wrong to invade Germany with just over twenty Germans who could be so fierce?

But before they could del too far into the problem, a faint explosion came from afar. What's that direction? The source of the sound seems to be a stronghold set up by the Russian army next to it, could it be that there is a battle there? Is it German?

The arrogant Russian officer ran out of the tent at once, and he also heard the source of the voice. Thinking back to another stronghold less than ten minutes away, he couldn't help but wonder. It was possible that such a large explosion could be heard here, could it be that there was really a large-scale battle there? Otherwise, how could there be so few Germans here? Could it be that this is the main direction of the German attack? The people who stay here just to attract our firepower?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, the officer shouted, "Guards. ”

"Here." A man rushed out of the side.

"The latest order has been given, and the whole army is now moving in an east-west direction. The Germans figured out that they were not attacking our stronghold. ”

As the sky darkened, a small group of people hurried through the ruins. The team was none other than Sweet and Troman, and they watched as Stronghold B gradually turned into a black dot. Peace of mind. Destroyed by Ruddock's violence, there was basically nothing left of the stronghold. In a coma, Sweet was being carried forward by Raddock, and the road was bumpy, and they retreated to the southeast, farther and farther away from the Ruhr, and the tentacles of the Russians seemed to be disappearing.

Sweet finally regained consciousness, and he opened his eyes. Feeling his body moving forward and moving forward, he looked down and saw that it was Ruddock walking on his back. Rao is a strong man like Ruddock, and Sweet also senses that Ruddock is out of breath at this time. Rubbing his head, he remembered that it was Troman who knocked him unconscious, and it seemed that the team was already on the way to retreat.

"Put me down. Ruddock. Sweet, who had calmed down, had already mentally reflected on his behavior before he fell into a coma. Although he didn't want to admit it, the facts told him that he was indeed a military rookie, and in the face of many pressures, he really overestimated himself, at least, from the current point of view, the team is safe. This proves that Troman is right. It is indeed unsuitable for him to step into the battlefield at present, and even himself, who has always regarded himself as a cool head, still cannot withstand the test of blood and fire.

"Sir. Let me carry it on my back. You've fainted from overwork and need to rest. Ruddock had no intention of letting go.

"Oh. Oh. Nothing, I'm much better now. You let me down, I'm not a bitch, and besides, the Russians' asses are waiting for me to kick them later, I can't let them down. As soon as Sweet heard this, he understood that Troman, in order to take care of his face, said that he was faint from exhaustion.

"Alright, Ruddock, you put it down." Troman, who found Sweet awake, stepped up and echoed.

Ruddock had no choice but to put down Sweet, and just wanted to say something, when he saw Troman's eyes signaling him to leave, he had to keep it in his heart and speed up his pace to catch up with the team in front.

"Yes." Sweet answered, and there was no sound.

"This." Troman wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't.

Silent......

"I'm sorry, I can't." After a long time, Troman finally held back a sentence.

"It's not your fault, I understand. I did lose my temper at that time, and you did the right thing. If you have a gun, you can just get it to me. Sweet smiled awkwardly and looked at the sunset a little lonely.

"Actually, ......." Troman was about to say something when Sweet interrupted.

"This may be called talent, everyone has to take a different path, there are thousands of faces, I have what you don't have, you have what I don't have, maybe there is really God, God makes everyone have their own strengths, and also makes everyone have such and such defects. Bears have strength, wolves have agility, and foxes have brains. Maybe I look like a fox rather than a bear. ”

Troman lowered his head and continued to listen to Sweet's exclamation.

"Actually, I'm really afraid of death, on the battlefield I look at the faces of the dead and the scattered limbs, I try to restrain myself from thinking about it, but I still can't help it, the more I don't let me think about it, the more I think of the scene of myself being blown away, and then a part of my body being torn apart. You may not know it, but I haven't been able to sleep peacefully these days. Before I experienced the actual battle, I still had illusions, like this time when I went out to ask for a mission, and I was really enthusiastic at the time, and maybe part of it came from the instinct of my body. But in reality, I underestimated the difference between theory and practice. If I were to go back in time, I would definitely think of any way not to. I was really afraid of death. ”

As he spoke, Sweet sat down on the sand, pulled out a cigarette, and smoked vigorously. Troman was about to persuade a few words, but was immediately stopped by a gesture from Sweet.

"I'm not done yet, it's like we were hiding from the Russians on the partition, you were very excited at that time, and I can guarantee that if you were more excited, I would definitely not hesitate to stun you, but I definitely don't want to expose myself and be killed by the Russians. Then there was the time when you hid upstairs and sniped at the Russians, I was very scared at that time, as if you would be killed in the next moment, which proved that my premonition was accurate, and there was the gaffe just now, I don't know, but there was a panic that followed me. At the moment, I'm really not fit to command others to fight, and that will only lead me to drag everyone into the mud. So, Troman, if you still run into Russians below, I'll leave it to you. ”

"No, I don't know what you're capable of, who else can understand? It's just the first time, and it will be better later. Troman hurriedly comforted.

"Alright, don't comfort me, just do it."

"Okay, so what are we going to do next? Continue to create problems for the Russians, attract their attention? Troman didn't want to delve into the subject either.

Sweet shook his head and said, "The first thing we have to do now is to get out of here immediately. I think those damn Russians have suffered a few losses and always learned to guard against it! (To be continued......)