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Volume One: All for Germany! Infinite Military Base One Hundred and Seventy-Three. Model and Zhukov

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    Even though it is not the coldest season in Russia, the bone-chilling pain in the early morning still makes people feel like they are about to collapse.  Probably only fighting can make the blood boil for this group of Germans who not only fight against the enemy, but also against the severe weather.

    Every minute and every second is so painful.

    Wang Weiyi can probably now understand why Napoleon's France and Hitler's Germany failed in Russia.

    Such a climate will really make the soldiers completely lose their will to fight.

    Now if you can return to the base and drink a cup of hot tea, that will be a real enjoyment

    "It's almost time." Rommel's teeth chattered a little when he said this.

    Starting the war as soon as possible will also allow everyone to end their torture as soon as possible.

    "Action¡ª¡ª"

    When this order sounded, the elite Skeleton Commandos, who were granted amnesty, quickly jumped into action.  Started to approach Poyaevra quickly and covertly.

    Russia would not have thought that a unit would have entered combat status so early in the morning.

    When approaching 200 meters away from Poyaevla, the team members stopped. Wang Weiyi took out the telescope and began to focus all his attention on the opposite side.

    A large group of Russian soldiers had already arrived at the position. They were stamping their feet, breathing heavily, and cursing the damn weather loudly, unaware that death was coming.

    Wang Weiyi waved his hand, and Rommel on the left and Manstein on the right quietly surrounded the two wings.

    "start¡ª¡ª"

    Eight team members commanded by Wang Weiyi.  At the same time, he also invested in the assault r/>

    The Russian's gun was just thrown aside, looking very careless.

    "Damn it. When can I leave here?"

    "I don't know, this is all caused by the corporal named Zhukov."

    "Hey, you have to call him Sergeant Zhukov now. He is Colonel Fritoyak's treasure."

    The company commanders of the two companies were talking there, and their tone revealed serious dissatisfaction with Zhukov, who planned the ambush.  Logically speaking, they should be handing over now, but the two company commanders may have forgotten about it for the time being.

    "Lieutenant Kudrich, Lieutenant Mikhail, you should complete the handover now. Monitor closely, not chat here."

    A polite voice sounded.  Kudrich and Mikhail looked there, with displeasure on their faces.

    It¡¯s the Zhukov they just talked about!

    "Sergeant Georgi Konstantinovich Zhukov, please pay attention to your rank." Lieutenant Kudrich was dissatisfied: "You are talking to two lieutenants now!"

    "Yes, Lieutenant, I apologize to you." Even though Zhukov said so, he still refused to give up: "I came to inspect on the order of Colonel Fritoyak. The Colonel gave me the right to rectify."

    This damn sergeant!  Lieutenant Kudrich cursed loudly in his heart, he was simply crazy, coming to inspect the position so early in the morning!

    "Hey, listen, Staff Sergeant Georgy Konstantinovich Zhukov orders you to hurry up!" Lieutenant Mikhail emphasized the word "Sergeant" in particular.

    There was a burst of laughter from the soldiers, it was so funny.  A sergeant actually came and gave orders to two lieutenants.

    Zhukov ignored them at all. As long as he could intercept the Germans, he would not care about these sarcasms.  He picked up the telescope and looked ahead

    But the moment he raised the telescope, his whole body froze.  A shrill roar came from his mouth:

    "enemy!"

    The moment the gunfire rang out, the Skeleton Commando's breakout battle in Omidget began!

    front.  Three Madsen machine guns roared at the same time, and tongues of fire swept out. Eight German elites who had already rushed into a distance of one hundred meters began the most ferocious assault!

    The undisciplined Russians were in disarray.  Their weapons were scattered everywhere, and some of them were killed by the whirlwind of bullets before they even had time to react.

    "Counterattack, counterattack!" Zhukov shouted loudly.

    But the enemy's attack came too suddenly, and since he was just a small sergeant, no Russians in the chaos were willing to listen to him.

    "Lieutenant Kudrich" As soon as Zhukov said this, he fell to the ground with a groan, and a bullet penetrated his left arm.

    "Sergeant!  "The soldiers who accompanied him to the position hurriedly protected Zhukov.

    "Lieutenant Kudrich, Lieutenant Mikhail, I beg you to stop the enemy!" Zhukov made this plea regardless of his pain.

    Lieutenant Kudrich hesitated, and at this moment, terrible gunshots were heard from the left and right wings.

    Seven or eight grenades were thrown out from the hands of the members of the Skeleton Commando at fifty meters, thirty meters.  Amidst the explosions of "Boom - Boom -", the Russians let out desperate screams and embarrassed wailings.

    Thirty-seven elite Skeleton Commandos and seven Madsen machine guns. This kind of firepower is really terrifying for the Russians.

    In order to successfully break out of the encirclement, Wang Weiyi took out all his belongings!

    Model was the first to rush into the Poyaevla position.  He saw that most of the Russians were running away, and only four or five Russians were still fighting desperately.

    Model threw a grenade, and with the "boom" explosion, the gunfire of the resistance over there stopped.  Then, he saw a figure standing up tenaciously and Model fired. The figure shook and then fell down.

    It probably hit the enemy¡¯s abdomen or some other location, but Model didn¡¯t pay attention.  For him, he would not waste even a second for a Russian.

    Model quickly continued to rush forward, but at this time, he didn¡¯t know who he hit:

    Georgy Konstantinovich Zhukov.

    This was the first contest between Otto Moritz Walter Model and Georgy Konstantinovich Zhukov, and it only took a few seconds.  Model didn't take it to heart at all. This was just the most ordinary of his countless battles.

    This is the first contest between "Iron Wall" Model and "Symbol of Victory" Zhukov, but it also opens the curtain for countless contests in the future.

    What¡¯s interesting is that Model is called ¡°Hitler¡¯s Fireman¡±, while Zhukov is called the ¡°War Firefighter¡±. In these two nicknames, Model and Zhukov have too many similarities.

    At least Zhukov was completely defeated in their first battle.

    He was hit twice in the back by a grenade and hit in the abdomen by Model's bullet. He fell to the ground in pain, then struggled to sit up and grabbed a pistol on the side.

    At a glance, he saw Lieutenant Mikhail hiding aside, and he said weakly: "Lieutenant Mikhail, come here, I am dying. I still have a gold watch left by my grandfather in my pocket.  There are two precious gems inlaid on it. I want to give them to you. Please give my body a good burial."

    Gunshots rang out everywhere, Lieutenant Mikhail hesitated, but greed still prevailed.  He quietly crawled towards Zhukov: "Hey, Zhukov, I'm not coveting your gold watch. You see, I am a compassionate person."

    But he couldn't speak in the middle of his words. Zhukov used all his strength and jumped up from the ground with great pain. He grabbed Mikhail with one hand and pointed the pistol at Mikhail in the other hand.  Your head:

    "Gather all the soldiers and fight back against the enemy! Don't let any enemy go, or I will kill you!"

    "Zhukov, you are crazy!" Mikhail never imagined that Zhukov would do such a crazy thing. He shouted loudly: "I am a lieutenant, I am a lieutenant!"

    "Give an order immediately, Lieutenant!" Zhukov tried his best not to let himself fall: "Colonel Fritoyak has given an order. If we let an enemy go, we will all be shot. Do you understand?"

    Mikhail hesitated for a moment

    "Lieutenant, there are not many enemies. This is our only chance." Zhukov gasped: "There is a German general among the enemies. If you catch them, you will be promoted to major."

    This was the last solution Zhukov could think of. He had to deceive Mikhail that there was a general among the Germans.

    Sure enough, these words immediately moved Mikhail: "Really?"

    "Really" At this point, Zhukov could no longer hold on. He threw away his pistol and sat down again: "I'm sorry for what I just did, but please do it as soon as possible, otherwise the German general will be killed by Kudrich."  The lieutenant caught him"

    The relieved Lieutenant Mikhail glared at Zhukov fiercely: "Sergeant Georgy Konstantinovitch Zhukov, I will settle the score with you for holding a lieutenant hostage, but now I have to kill the German general.  Caught!"

    Lieutenant Mikhail left here in a hurry, catching the German general's bait??still defeated the fear

    Successfully deceived the evil Lieutenant Mikhail, but Zhukov did not feel happy at all.  On his first day as a soldier, he was full of yearning for war. He decided to use his loyalty, bravery, and wisdom to defend the country and defeat the Germans.  But as the war progressed, he discovered that he was wrong.

    The Russian army has reached the extreme level of corruption. From officers to soldiers, it has completely degraded. It is impossible to win pride and honor for Russia with such an army.

    However, what pained him was that he was unable to change these conditions.
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