Chapter 393: The Man of Winter Doesn't Believe in Tears

The Battle of Moske was victorious, and the losses were extremely heavy, and they invested more than a million people in this war, but in an instant, more than 500,000 people were killed, and 3,000 tanks, 2,000 artillery pieces, 2,000 automobiles, and other technical equipment were lost.

This powerful Spicy Crisp, which was able to occupy the great French Empire in 42 days, lost its invincible aura in an instant.

On the Western Front of Moske, the soldiers who had captured the Axis forces all lost their armor and fled, even on the battlefields of this era, morale was still very important.

The rear was completely wiped out, and the camp was completely covered by the terrifying explosion, and at this time, everyone on the front line lost the will to fight.

Such an explosion completely shattered the pride of their Third Reich and shattered all their ambitions.

If you can drop one such terrifying bomb, you can also drop a second one! The third! Or even throw it directly on their heads, throw it at Berlin, throw it at their hometown, and then no one will survive!

And what made them even more frightened was that all the Allied troops were charging out behind them.

The horn of the counterattack has been sounded.

Agitated by the flames, the Allies gradually occupied the lost suburb of Moske and began to desperately pursue the enemy.

Levi was in mid-air at this time, silently watching the bottom of the area below that had turned into hell for tens of kilometers.

The Intrepid's fuel tank was blown up in the last aerial dogfight just now, and his fuel was running out at the moment, not only that, but the blazing flames burned on the left flank, even with the bonus of riding B-, this Dreadnought was completely scrapped at this moment.

At this time, there was silence on the radio.

The shock wave and magnetic field from the nuclear explosion completely disturbed the entire Moske sky, everyone turned into headless flies, and all radios were disabled.

"Sorry, old friend, you've done your best." Levi touched the dreadnought's fuselage.

The carrier-based aircraft began to tilt in the air, and could no longer maintain air supremacy, so they could only slowly plunge into the ground.

He knew that no matter what, the plane could not be saved, and neither could the blessing of the ride.

But the plane has also fulfilled its mission, and it will be the one with the most kills and the highest honor in history.

He tried his best to steer the plane, and finally, slowly flew in the direction of Moske.

On the battlefield of Moske, the war was far from over, considering that the Third Reich had invested nearly 3 million enemies in attacking the woolly bears, as well as countless steel tanks.

The dreadnought's flaming left flank flew across the battlefield, and everyone in the rear who saw the dreadnought raised their hands in salute.

He persisted and drove the plane to the airport in Moske.

Under the powerful control, he finally slowed down the dreadnought's non-rotating fuselage, and finally planted it in a small mountain bag.

"Doctor! Logistic! Save that pilot at all costs! The commander of the logistics department immediately yelled.

In an instant, the military doctor carrying the stretcher rushed to the side of the Dreadnought, which was still emitting flames and smoke like a 100-meter race, regardless of whether the plane would catch fire and explode.

They don't even need to be reminded to do it.

Soon, they dragged Levi out, only to find that Levi was barely injured.

At this moment, everyone's eyes sparkled.

"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid this plane has been completely scrapped, and only the sample can be kept as a museum exhibit in the future." Levi jumped off the twisted dreadnought's fuselage, stepped down, and saluted.

"To the heroes, all, salute!"

For a moment, everyone present saluted Levi.

Levi also stretched out his hand and saluted them.

The day is dawning, the winter of Moske is coming to an end, and the warm sun and the bright spring will soon shine on this frozen land.

……

The Axis powers were defeated, and even their front-line general, Paulus, was captured alive.

At this time, a phone call was made in the father's office.

The loving father did not leave Moske, and even when the city was about to fall, he remained here, holding on to Moske for more than a hundred days until victory.

Before that, no one would have believed that he would be able to hold out for so long, because even the mighty French Empire surrendered after 42 days.

The loving father answered the phone, and on the other side, was his enemy.

"Starling, your eldest son Yakov is in our hands, discuss a time, exchange your eldest son for Marshal Paulus." On the other side of the phone, a voice came.

The Father was very calm at this time, and behind his seat was a Big Ben, and there was no sound in the room at this time, and the pendulum was constantly shaking, and the sound was clear to the extreme.

His eldest son was not an incompetent man, but a good officer who dared to charge into battle with the soldiers at the lowest level.

At the same time, it is also his favorite and proudest son.

On the other side of the phone, the demonic voice continued: "Starling, do you need me to connect to the front so that you can listen to your son's voice?" ”

The pendulum of Big Ben was still ticking, and my father was silent, but his index finger was sinked into his palm as if it were about to erupt.

"Yakov is just a soldier, and Paulus is your marshal." The loving father said calmly, as if there was no tone.

"Oh?"

"I will never exchange a marshal for a soldier, let alone sacrifice millions or tens of millions of more children for my own children." With that, he turned off the phone.

The loving father was silent, like a walking corpse, and he came to the window, and saw the battlefield filled with gunpowder in the distance.

"I'm sorry...... Yakov ...... I've always been proud of you......"

He does not shed tears, even if the one who died is his firstborn, and the man of winter does not believe in tears.

The loving father quickly made a phone call, and slowly said into the phone: "That Allied pilot, give him the coordinates I got earlier, and I want to talk to him alone......

He slowly hung up the phone, the coordinates he didn't know how much effort he had spent to get them, and he didn't know how many people had died because of this coordinate, which was the largest camp of the Third Reich in the territory.

In the same way, his son was in the concentration camp at this coordinate.

……

[There is only one hour left in this stop]

The system's prompt sounded, and Levi was about to leave this world.

However, at this time, a fat man with half of his face blown up came to Levi and said, "The commander wants to see you, great hero." ”

Levi saw him and smiled slightly.

"Thank you, I apologize for my stupidity before, thank you, pilot." As Levi left, the man with half of his face blown up said to Levi, bent down sharply and bowed deeply.

"No, I just did what I wanted to do." Levi smiled and stretched out his hand, "Meet Levi, the Allied pilot." ”

"Andrew, squad leader of logistics and transportation." The man, whose face was blown up on half of his face, also stretched out his hand.

Then they came to a camp where a man saluted Levi.

Levi did the same.

"Thank you for everything, Davarishi." The man, who appeared to be an officer, said, "My loving father wants to see you alone." ”

Levi's pupils shook for a moment, and his loving father ......

It didn't take long for him to be guided to an office.

Big Ben ticks here, surrounded by bookshelves.

This is the father's office, but it is no different from a normal room.

Levi saw the legendary figure, a man who would be as glorious as he was to become infamous in later generations.

He propped himself up on the table, his eyes closed.

"Hello, Levi." The loving father said, his tone was very calm, "I didn't expect you to be so young, even younger than my sons." ”

"Hello." Levi only felt a little reserved.

"When will the war end." Slowly, the loving father asked Li Wei such a sentence without beginning or end.

Levi was stunned, he didn't know why this man would have such a question.

He knew that it would probably only take a few minutes after he was exposed, and all the lies he had compiled before would be useless, and all his records in this world would be naked.

"You're not from this era, are you?"

Sure enough, in just this short period of time, the man in front of him guessed part of his real information.

"When will the war end."

"5/9/45." Levi just gave a date.

The loving father suddenly smiled, the corners of his mouth smiling, but his face was extremely bitter.

"I see......"

He looked at the battlefield in the distance, and did not look at Levi anymore, even exposing his back to this stranger.

Levi was also silent at this time, and the whole room fell into an indescribable depression.

"I'll give you a copy of the coordinates, it's a father's request." The loving father said slowly.

Then a blood-stained turban was delivered to Levi.

Levi took the bloody turban, not understanding what his father meant.

"A young general named Jocki was caught by the enemy by swallowing the radio equipment, and thus found the coordinates of the enemy's largest camp." The Father explained.

Levi's pupils constricted, and he stared at the turban in his hand.

"He's been brutally murdered, and I beg you, with your kind of bomb, to completely destroy this coordinate."

"Are there any other captives in this coordinate that need attention?" Levi asked.

"No, there are only enemies here."

……

The Su-5 aircraft was launched, this is a fighter with very superior performance in this era, originally this aircraft was equipped with more than a dozen escort aircraft, but Levi refused.

He watched the plane alone, heading northwest.

It was near St. Petersburg and was the most peaceful and war-free place on the entire Western Front.

Levi agreed to his father's request that he go to that place and drop a second nuclear bomb.

This is a coordinate that the young general named Jocki and countless people have exchanged their lives for, and I don't know why, Levi did it.

The Su-5 fighter flew to the Western Front at supersonic speed with the blessing of riding skills, and countless anti-aircraft artillery attacks along the way, and a large number of fighters rose into the air to intercept him, but Levi ignored them all.

He only had this one coordinate in his eyes, only the place a hundred kilometers away from St. Petersburg in the distance.

Soon, the other fighters who tried to intercept Levi couldn't even see his tail flame.

"Can I stay a little longer, three days, give me three days......" Levi said as if to himself.

[You, who are bare-eyed and have no ambitions, will you also have such a request? Interesting]

Levi didn't care about the system's sarcastic words, he only knew that he could stay in this world for three days, which was enough.

At this time, in the concentration camp, countless spicy soldiers beat Yakov fiercely.

But this man did not say the slightest word, he was as strong as a piece of steel, no matter what kind of torture, no matter how much coercion and temptation, he never said any information.

He was the eldest son of a loving father, and he was proud of his father, and in the same way he wanted his father to be proud of himself even after his death.

"You outcast, your father has given up on you completely, huh? Hahaha, it's really poor wild dog, you know, your father has completely given up on you, which means that you will have no problem playing with you in the future, understand? Someone laughed and punched him again and again.

After a long time, it seemed that they were also tired, spit on it, and left like that.

And Yakov laughed, blood mixed with broken teeth, and he swallowed into his stomach.

"In other words, has Father survived, and have we survived......" he muttered, analyzing a lot even from such brief information.

He didn't shed a single tear, but before, the Axis didn't torture him too much physically, because he still had a role, but now, he was useless.

He smiled, the broken teeth in his mouth like leaky air, and he seemed to have seen the spicy crispiness coming slowly outside, all of them wearing gas masks, and he expected that he would become an experimental subject of disease and poison gas.

In fact, I will feel scared too......

"I'm sorry, my father......" he got up and saw the metal on the railing, "and I didn't disgrace you......"

He got up and slammed it hard with all his might.

It all came so quickly that even the Axis people outside the railing were shocked, and they immediately opened the door and saw Yakov covered in blood.

"Doctor, emergency rescue! This guy still has a lot of use! He can't die yet! Then they were furious.

However, what made them even more unexpected was that they didn't know why there was the sound of anti-aircraft guns, this was one of their main camps, and the nearest city that was still fighting was only St. Petersburg, but how could there be planes in that city that had been besieged for hundreds of days?

But soon, everything will be gone.

In the sky, a small ball slowly fell here.

Mushroom clouds and fireballs rose into the sky as bright as the sun's rays, and flowers, trees, and winter snow disappeared.

(End of chapter)