The German attack was somewhat anticlimactic, and it was clear that superior armored forces were not sent. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoI guess there are two reasons, one is that their battle lines are too long, and it is difficult to transport fuel and supplies, after all, the Soviet militia partisans are quite strong. On the other hand, they are preparing for the follow-up attack, and the tightened fist is the greatest!

By noon, the Germans had left dozens of corpses behind and retreated, and there was a tacit ceasefire on both sides to prepare for lunch. It was drizzling in the sky, the wet wood was not burning enough, and green smoke filled the tunnel.

We each held a steel helmet with an unlined lining, and waited in a long line to get food, and we had plenty of things with us, except for the lunch box. Today at noon, it was potato soup again, and after eating potatoes for a few days, the bird faded out of the mouth. Although there is a lot of food in the space watch, in order to reduce unnecessary trouble, we only secretly eat a little at night.

"Woo" "Boom"

The sudden attack sent us all to the ground, and it was almost a reflex. The evil German army actually hit a cannonball into the tent of the cooking class, the potato soup could not be drunk, and it is estimated that it will be gone in the next few days, and the leader of the cooking squad and his subordinates, who are always laughing, were reimbursed by a shot, and there was an extra section of steaming intestines in the overturned pot, and I don't know which unlucky one it was.

"Vomit"

Luo Chen and Deng Tao vomited so much that I didn't feel anything, so I picked up a large piece of unbroken potatoes, cut off the dirty part with a bayonet, and put it in my mouth.

"Well, it's ripe, but it's a pity that the pot of potatoes." I smashed my mouth, hating the Germans who were fighting the artillery.

The Germans touched it again, and the Soviet troops, who had not eaten lunch, held back their fire, and the gunfire was even more intense than in the morning.

"How have the German devils changed?"

Jiang Yitao muttered and handed me the goggles, and I got up and looked out of the trench.

"It's the spaghetti army, the pig teammates of the Germans," I pouted, and continued to crouch down and close my eyes.

Italy has a long history of being a German junior, and during World War I, Italy followed the German boss to do evil. Later, Germany was defeated, and Italy immediately led to Britain and France, which is a typical wall-to-wall grass. Later, Germany rose again, and Italy was tested again, and the Germans actually accepted this little brother again, and took everything with them.

The combat effectiveness of the Italian army is really not flattering, and the name of the spaghetti army is not called in vain. Some Allied forces once joked that when an Italian division went to war, three German divisions were needed to serve as nannies for them.

When encountering this kind of opponent, how could Jiang Yitao let it go, and took his younger brothers to brush up the results, I and the two girls did not participate, I really have no interest in such an opponent.

"I hit one!"

Liu Changgui cheered excitedly, people on the battlefield sometimes can't be looked at with the eyes of ordinary people, and some of their behaviors are like crazy people.

"Bang"

Liu Changgui's excited expression froze like this, and under our stunned gaze, he fell backwards, and Li Ming hurriedly wanted to step forward to support him.

"Bang"

Li Ming stopped in some surprise, looked down at the bloody hole in his chest, smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth, and fell on Liu Changgui.

"Sniper, get down!"

I hurriedly took out a sniper rifle to search for the direction of the bullet, and the other team members panicked, and the chicken took out a ball of bandages and pressed Li Ming's wound in vain.

"Get up! Didn't you say you'd fight me when you went back? Get up, ......" The voice of the chicken was crying, and he and Li Ming released their old suspicions when they were in Myanmar and became good friends who said nothing.

"Did you find it?" Jiang Yitao hated it so much, and the death of the two team members made his captain's heart like a knife.

"No, he's cunning"

"Watch, I'll give you a chance!" After Jiang Yitao finished speaking, he rushed out of the trench directly.

"Come back!"

I anxiously searched for the cunning sniper among the dead bodies of the German army, and he could only possibly disguise himself as a dead corpse in the unobstructed terrain.

"Bang"

The German sniper fired again, Jiang Yitao fell down in response, I didn't have time to check his situation, and followed the sound of the gun to find the damn sniper.

"Bang"

The bullet hit him in the forehead, and the sniper died no more. I got up and wanted to go to Jiang Yitao to check on him, but suddenly I felt a pain in my neck, and a huge force knocked me to the ground.

"Bang"

The gunshots rang out, and I lay on the damp ground, blood spurting out as if I didn't want money, and I clutched my wound to stop the bleeding, and finally tilted my head and lost consciousness.

I felt so cold, like I was frozen.

"It's cold!"

I opened my eyes tremblingly, Wang Li took a coat and draped it on my body, I looked around, it should be dark, and my vision was a little dim. I was lying in a tent full of wounded, and the air was filled with the smell of blood and disinfectant water.

"You're awake! How does it feel? Wang Li looked at me with a happy face and asked with concern.

The tent was lifted, and Jiang Yitao and others squeezed in, and everyone had a happy expression on their faces.

"I knew you were dead!" Jiang Yitao hammered me with a look of fear.

"You're not dead, how can I die," my voice was weak, and my neck hurt with every word I spoke.

"Okay, he needs to rest, you guys go out first"

Wang Li pushed Jiang Yitao and drove them out, and Jiang Yitao gave me a meaningful smile before going out.

Wang Li re-covered me with the quilt and sat quietly next to me, I felt a little bitter in my heart, I didn't know what to say, the atmosphere began to freeze, and there was only the slight breathing of the wounded Soviet soldiers in the tent.

"Is Tian Tian your girlfriend?" Wang Li's voice was very small, her long hair blocked my vision, and I couldn't see her expression.

"You called her name when she was unconscious, she should be your girlfriend, right?"

Wang Li's voice was a little cautious, as if she was afraid of something. Girlfriend? I wish Tian Tian was my girlfriend, but since she was adopted and left the orphanage, I haven't heard from her.

"Uh, no, she's my sister."

"I'll show you what's to eat, you should be hungry, right?"

Wang Li seemed to have let go of something, her cheerful steps were full of joy, and she lifted the curtain and walked out.

I want to slap myself, eh, why tell the truth. I don't know how I feel about Wang Li, at first it was pity, I was very touched when I saw her taking care of me in Myanmar, as for whether there are other feelings in it, I really don't know.

Putting aside the clutter in my mind, I began to think back to what had happened today. I was careless today, I didn't expect there to be a sniper hiding behind, it seems that I still have a long way to go before I can become a qualified sniper.

My dinner was rice porridge made by Wang Li, and the rice should have been brought by herself. I wanted to take the lunch box myself, but Wang Li said that I was a wounded person, and I had to feed it spoonful by myself. I can only sigh in my heart and let it be.

After a few days of recuperation, my injuries were much better, and the military doctors in the hospital were amazed at my recovery ability, of course they didn't know that Wang Li had secretly used healing potions from space.

I was in a good mood when I left the hospital, it was so depressing in the hospital. Under the leadership of Wang Li, I came to Jiang Yitao's place. A T-34 tank was quietly parked there, and Jiang Yitao and others were busy tinkering with something.

"Preserved eggs, it's time for you to lose weight, look at you, the tank can't climb in" Jiang Yitao laboriously stuffed Luo Chen into the driver's seat. Preserved eggs are Luo Chen's nickname, and his round face is very similar to the preserved eggs eaten during the Dragon Boat Festival.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, the shotgun has been replaced" I walked over and felt the cold body of the tank, the car had not yet been painted, and some of the welds had rust.

"You're finally back"

Everyone was very happy about my return, and they jumped out of the tank and surrounded me.

"Which of you can help me, I'm stuck" The voice of the preserved egg came from the tank, sounding anxious.

"Hahaha......."

Everyone burst into laughter, causing the nearby Soviet troops to look at us strangers curiously.