Ivan's life before the age of twenty was no different from that of his peers of that era, Ivan, who was born in a peasant family, did not have a high degree of education, barely knew a few words and could write his name, fought and brawled, had nothing to do and a group of people, did some little things like stealing chickens and dogs, and got together with his friends to express his opinion on a girl in the same village. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At that time, it was only a dozen years after the end of World War I, and the world situation was peaceful. At that time, Ivan thought that he would inherit the family's land in the future, marry a Russian mother-in-law who could give birth, wait for the crops to come, raise them and pass on the land of his ancestors, while he followed in his father's footsteps and was buried in the village cemetery.

With limited communication with the outside world, there is nothing wrong with living above the food and clothing line in Ivan's opinion, and having a full stomach is the greatest happiness. But the truth is often far from what you expected, and life will always give you a "surprise" inadvertently!

At dawn on June 22, 1941, Germany tore up the treaty and mobilized 190 divisions, 3,500 tanks, and more than 5,000 aircraft to attack the Soviet Union on a 1,800-kilometer front from the Baltic Sea to the Black Sea. Ivan's village was inevitably affected by the war, and the steel monsters that had never been seen before drove into the village, and hordes of soldiers carrying guns came here to build positions.

The villagers were told that this was about to become a battlefield against the German devils, and that they needed to evacuate immediately, that food and houses were requisitioned, and that the villagers with their families began to flee with their meager belongings. Of course, not all of them were gone, and the young lads were temporarily called into the army to replenish the logistical forces, and because of the fierce German attack, every force had to be fully utilized.

Ivan was also among the signs, and he was assigned to a munition hauler with another man, supplying the soldiers on the front line with ammunition and grenades. The young man who had never been in contact with war met this strange beast with a little curiosity, confusion, and unknown.

The rumbling of artillery and the whistling of bullets after the start of the battle created external fear, while the bloody and mutilated corpses on the battlefield were internal fear, and the wails of the wounded further exacerbated the fears of these newcomers. On the first day someone tried to escape, and after being captured, the creature called the commissar unceremoniously sent them to Lenin.

Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, Ivan knew that he was going to die, but he didn't know when death would come. Doing the hard work in a daze, the fellow villager with him was killed by a stray bullet, and when the Germans launched a night attack, the guy was frightened and scurried around, and a bullet that I don't know if it was his own man or the enemy ended his life.

Ivan took advantage of the war to dig a pit and bury him, and buried it by the way, along with the soldiers who died in battle. Filling in the last shovel of earth, Ivan looked at the newly repaired grave, which was the second day of the Zhuangding, but he felt that a hundred years had passed since the beginning of the war, so long that he could not even remember the names of his fellow villagers who had just been buried.

Ivan was not assigned a job when he returned, and the creature called the commissar hung an arm and distributed weapons to all the creatures that could breathe, and stood there and said an impassioned word, encouraging them not to give in, the invaders were bound to lose. The speech was interrupted by a shell, and the battle began in the blink of an eye, and Ivan, the newcomer, was pushed by the crowd and rolled into the trench, sticking out the barrel of the gun and closing his eyes to fire indiscriminately, clumsily reloading the bullets, and more often than not, Ivan was still doing his old job, helping the paramedics move the wounded back.

When Ivan picked up the gun and took the first shot in his life, there was no need to care about the wounded at this time, the medics had already died, the wounded were lying in the trenches and moaning, and the remaining living people were repeating the action of pulling the trigger and pulling the bolt. Just when Ivan thought it was the last day of his life, the order to retreat came! With the joy of the rest of his life, Ivan dragged the Mosin Nagant as fast as he could.

The troops were crippled, all the senior officers were killed, and the junior soldiers at the bottom were broken up and added to other companies. Ivan became a member of the Soviet Red Army in this way, and in the following days Ivan experienced the darkest time of his life.

This period coincided with the early stage of the war when the Germans were advancing vigorously, destroying all the way into a no-man's land, and the Soviets were losing and retreating with their unstoppable attacks, and Ivan was familiar with the order of each battle, building positions, fighting the Germans, retreating in embarrassment, and if he could not escape, he would die or be captured.

This is their strategic retreat, the morale of the troops is extremely low, defeat after defeat makes life as cheap as dirt, and countless deserters have died at the hands of creatures like the commissar. And Ivan was worried about his family who had retreated to the rear, so he barely stayed.

He also got promoted, the army was replaced too quickly, and the surviving veterans like Ivan became officers, and Sergeant Ivan now has a few rob heads under his hands, and it seems that it is not bad to get a career in the army.

However, the current situation shattered Ivan's dream of becoming an official, the Germans were unstoppable, and many people were pessimistic about the war, if it were not for their "fatherly" attitude was tough enough, the Soviet Union was estimated to be the second France.

Ivan was inevitably affected by this disadvantage, and during the battle they were outflanked by the German armored forces, and the enemy suffered a bloody collapse on the front line. "Lucky Ivan" used up his good fortune this time, every time Ivan, who was able to escape, lost the favor of the Virgin, a cannonball tore half of Ivan's body, he saw his right hand fly out of front of his eyes, and the gold watch on his wrist had not been carried for a few days, which he had touched from the corpse of a German officer.

According to the normal war script, Ivan's story ends here. Killed in battle, with one more corpse on the battlefield, the weeds must have grown exceptionally vigorously in the coming year.

"At the moment of death, I seemed to feel God's call, but God didn't bother me. I came to an alternative room in a daze, he said a bunch of strange things, and asked me if I wanted to serve him, and after hearing that my life could continue by serving him, I agreed without hesitation. Ivan pressed the cigar butt into the ashtray, "I thought I was working for Satan and his old man, who knew that our boss was outside the system." A basket of good and bad things has been done. ”

According to the mysterious saying, "Ivan, the pebble, pry the wheel of fate and change the direction of history." ”

After Ivan's return, he successfully made a fortune by taking advantage of World War II, and the history of World War II here was still right before the German Soviet Union, and then it became unrecognizable. At least classic war films like "Soldiers in the City" were not born, because there was no such history at all.

The Germans were pushed back before they could touch the side of Stalingrad, and the furry bear's riot is still an unsolved mystery, although there is an official explanation for this history, but the flawed argument can only deceive children, and the subject that has attracted countless historians has not yet been studied, and this cup is called the biggest historical mystery of all time.

The Germans were not finished being driven out of the borders of the Soviet Union, when the mustache saw the failure of Operation Barbarossa, and sent a peace envoy who was willing to cede land (cede the whole of Poland) for reparations, and everyone stopped there. The negotiations did not hinder the attack of the Soviets at all, and Stalin's tyrant would not stop there, and the steel that was born years ahead of schedule rolled in, ran over the Eastern European Plain and went straight to Western Europe, "Capture Berlin, the capital of the Axis of Evil!" "This is the slogan of the attacking forces.

The previously invincible Germans were as soft as the French in World War II, and a wave of flat push is the best way to describe it, and the Soviets who fought chicken blood made the Third Reich fall as fast as his birth. And all the achievements of the Germans before this were received by the USSR as liberators.

By the time the Yankees hastily declared war on Germany and the British announced a counteroffensive to liberate France, Maozi's armored forces were already watching the sunrise at the pyramids (the Germans in North Africa were dealt with together with the British, and it was inevitable that they would accidentally injure friendly troops or something).

The Soviets lost less than a thousand people when they occupied it. Spain was forced to blockade the Strait of Gibraltar, the Americans' European Expeditionary Force crossed the ocean to face the Soviet Expeditionary Force, and as for the British, although Germany knelt, the Soviet Union inherited Germany's policy towards Britain (taking advantage of your illness to kill you).