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Volume 2: My Country Nine Hundred and Eighty-Four.  courage

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    Orbchok, April 1966.

    Not far from Base B, Sweet and Troman were in ambush with their men.  Another unit has just left the B base. Sweet thinks the time has come. Think about it, Degro is buying himself the maximum time at the cost of his life on another battlefield. He must grasp it well and cannot  Let their efforts go in vain.

    "Let's go up. I see there aren't many people in the stronghold now. Twenty of us should be enough." Troman said anxiously.

    "Okay. Let Ruddock bring ten people close first to see the situation. We will dispatch later."

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

    "Hmm." Before Sweet could react, Ruddock had already run down to execute the order.  Sweet came back to his senses and touched the weapon in his hand. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Real firearms and real battlefields really made him feel uncomfortable.  And that boy Troman seemed to be born for war. Looking at his excitement, he couldn't wait to rush to the battlefield.  It seems that he is more suitable to be a general, and I should be suitable to plan and take charge of the overall situation in the rear.

    "Bang." A gunshot pierced the quiet sky, and Sweet listened to the second and third gunshots in surprise.  The battle actually started so quickly.

    It turned out that Ruddock led people to find a relatively secluded path close to the stronghold. Unexpectedly, there happened to be a Russian soldier here.  Both sides were stunned when they saw it. Originally, Clark did not want to use the gun. He was afraid of alerting the Russians in the stronghold, but unexpectedly the Russian soldier in front of him quickly pulled out his gun. Ruddock had no choice but to shoot and kill him.  enemy.  Now that it has been exposed, there is no need to hide it.  Ruddock simply led the assault.

    The battlefield was changing rapidly, and Sweet didn't expect to encounter such a situation at all, just when he was still thinking about what to do.  Tromain had already rushed out.

    "Everyone listen to my order, capture the stronghold in front of you and tell the Russians to go back. Everyone rush." ??Troman waved his arms and fired a shot in the distance. He didn't care whether he was hit or not. He first used his momentum to  After getting it up, it has already been exposed anyway, so the best way is to attack as a whole, which is still possible. It would be really bad if the Russians put up a defensive posture, so we can't waste any more minutes or seconds.

    "Come on, the Russians are in front." Seeing Troman taking the lead, Sweet immediately figured it out. It seemed that he was really frightened. He wanted to make plans before taking action in any situation at any time, but on the battlefield,  Sometimes one minute is enough to decide victory, but fortunately Troman reacts quickly.

    With the encouragement of the two men, ten people rushed out of the ruins and gradually gathered in the direction of Ruddock.

    The Russians were shocked. Thirty people were originally assigned to stay in the stronghold. 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 the shadow of the Germans would also appear here. This is simply a nightmare.

    The passive Russians were fleeing in all directions, and everyone was focused on escaping.

    The Russian commander Shashut was the commander who stayed at this stronghold. He did not have the courage to fight back. After hearing the first gunshot, he felt that his heart was about to stop working.  The Germans didn't know why they appeared here. God, he hoped this was all an illusion. Aren't the Germans surrounded?  How could it be possible to escape.  It wasn't until a bullet whistled and hit the subordinate next to him, and he saw his subordinate wailing and falling to the ground, that he realized that this was not an illusion.  From a distance, there seemed to be a group of Germans rushing towards us. It was enough to just listen to the shouts. What should we do?  run!  Xia Shute issued this order directly without any hesitation.  He took the lead and flew out.

    As he ran, he thought, what can the thirty people on his side do even if they fight back?  The German army in front of me is so fierce, so I don¡¯t blame myself.  Besides, there are more important things. We need to report this incident to our superiors as soon as possible. A large German army has come to attack, so of course we can't defend ourselves against the 30th man. The fault should not be on himself.  So, how many people are there in the German army?  There should be a hundred people.  Well, no, it would take a thousand men to force such a great French soldier back.  Well, that's what I said when I got in front of my superiors.

    The generals have all left, and the remaining people have followed them to the outside of the stronghold. Who wants to leave their lives here?

    In less than five minutes, after Sweet and Clark reunited, there was no Russian left in the stronghold, except for a few corpses underground.  Sweet, who originally had the worst plan, did not expect to capture the stronghold so easily without even using a single soldier. This result was very wrong for Sweet, which made the cautious man have to doubt this.  Is it a trap?

      It's too easy. The more beneficial it is to oneself, the more likely it is a conspiracy. Adhering to this rule, Sweet immediately sent Ruddock to inquire about information. An unreasonable panic in his heart made him want to leave this place.

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

    "I always feel like something is wrong. Is it a little too easy? It's too easy." Sweet still frowned.

    "I think it's normal. The Russians are actually not that powerful. It doesn't look like they are pretending to be in a panic when they run away. Moreover, there are not many of them, so running away is normal."

    Sweet's worries were still not eliminated until Ruddock came back to life.  The escaping Russians went to stronghold A, and there were no suspicious signs nearby.

    "Okay. We need to clean up the battlefield quickly. Ruddock, you lead people to throw the grenades into the stronghold, and blow them up as you like. I'll give you five minutes, and make sure to make this place look like it has experienced a war. You  Understand, it must be more realistic. This is related to whether the Russians will focus on the protection here. We must make them believe that the main force of the German army is here, so as to create opportunities for the large forces. "

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

    Just when Ruddock was about to leave, Sweet grabbed his arm suddenly, "No matter what, the 5 minutes must end. Regardless of whether it is completed or not, if the enemy is found, evacuate immediately. Do you understand?"

    Feeling Sweet's concern, Ruddock felt warm in his heart. It felt good to have someone worrying about him all the time. It seemed that it wasn't bad to have such a person as his boss.

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

    "Plop, plop." Sweet's left chest was shaking rapidly. He was walking back and forth, and there was nothing he saw that made him worried.  kindness?  The stone in the ruins seemed to have moved, which was suspicious.  kindness?  And there, I remember that the box was not there just now, it was suspicious.  And there is something really suspicious about that.

    "Friend, you are a little panicked. Although I can understand your mood, after all, it is our first time to participate in the battle, but your current condition is not very good. Caution is necessary, but if you are always cautious, you will be afraid."

    "What did you just say?" Sweet was still looking around, bringing the cigarette to his mouth with his right hand tremblingly, and then took a deep breath.

    "Ah, you are our leader, and your words and deeds directly affect the people under you. You are too panicked. I have noticed that your expression has been wrong since just now, and this cannot continue."

    "What's wrong?" Sweet still didn't seem to hear clearly, and his solemn brows had never relaxed since the beginning.

    Troman walked straight up to Sweet and turned his head away from him as he looked around. They looked at each other and said, "Calm down, calm down."

    "Well, calm down, calm down." Sweet repeated, but then asked: "Where are the Ruddocks? Haven't they come back yet? Should we evacuate here immediately?"

    Troman lowered his head and sighed, Ruddock just left, how could he come back.  "Hey S, this is war. You may lose your life every second. Please wake up."

    Sweet pushed Troman away roughly: "I'm sober. I'm responsible for the safety of my men. This place is too suspicious, including this inexplicable victory. We have to leave now. Hurry up and get Ruddock."  Call me back, don¡¯t worry if it¡¯s five minutes.¡±

    "You don't want to be scary. You will put us all into panic. It is normal for the Russians to run away. During World War II, the Russians were not as difficult to deal with as imagined. We cannot panic."

    "What are you talking about? How can this be called normal? There is definitely something going on here. Maybe we will be surrounded by the Russians now. Troman, let's retreat quickly."

    As he was talking, there was a sudden "boom, boom, boom" and a ball of fire shot into the sky from the stronghold.  Tent's lit by flames were flying in the air.  There were noisy fires one after another. It turned out that Ruddock found a box of Russian grenades and landmines in a camp.  In order to cause a bigger sensation, Ruddock directly detonated such a large amount of explosives.

    "Troman, look, are the Russians coming? Damn it, how could they be so fast?"

    Troman shook his head, Ruddock should have caused the noise.  He still gave the order, but now he can say such words.  "Ah, I'm sorry." Troman walked over and grabbed Sweet's arm with his left hand.

    "Huh?" Sweet turned around and discovered that TrotHe stabbed his neck with a knife, and then his body fell softly and became unresponsive.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    In Stronghold A, nearly three thousand Russian soldiers gathered here.  They had just finished cleaning the battlefield. The brutality of the battle was indeed extraordinary. More than 20 German soldiers left an unforgettable memory for the Russians.  There is such a question that has been lingering in their minds. Only more than 20 Germans can be so ferocious. Is it right or wrong to invade Germany?

    But before they could study this issue too much, a series of weak explosions came from a distance.  What direction is that?  The sound seemed to come from a stronghold set up by the Russian army nearby. Could it be that a battle took place there?  Are you German?

    The arrogant Russian officer suddenly ran out of the tent and heard the source of the sound.  Recalling another stronghold less than ten minutes away from now, he couldn't help but wonder.  There was such a big explosion that was heard even here. Could it be that a large-scale battle really took place there?  Otherwise, why would there be so few Germans here?  Could it be said that that is the main direction of the German army's attack?  Are the people here just here to draw our firepower?

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

    "Here." A person rushed out from the side.

    "The latest order has been issued. The entire army is now moving in the east-west direction. Make sure the Germans are not attacking our strongholds."

    As the sky gradually darkened, a small group of people hurriedly shuttled between the ruins.  This team was none other than Sweet and Troman. They felt a little relieved as they looked at Base B which gradually turned into a black spot.  After Ruddock's violent destruction, basically nothing remained in the stronghold.  While in a coma, Sweet was being carried forward by Ruddock. The road was bumpy and they retreated to the southeast, getting farther and farther away from the Ruhr. The Russian tentacles seemed to be disappearing.

    Sweet finally regained consciousness. He opened his eyes and felt his body moving forward up and down. When he looked down, he found that Ruddock was walking on his back. Even for a strong man like Ruddock,  Sweet also felt that Ruddock was out of breath now.  Rubbing his head, he recalled that Troman had knocked him unconscious. It seemed that the team was already on the way to retreat.

    "Put me down, Ruddock." After calming down, Sweet had already reflected on his behavior before coma. Although he did not want to admit it, the facts told him that he was indeed a military rookie who was facing a lot of pressure.  In front of him, he really overestimated himself. At least, from now on, the team is safe, which proves that Troman is right.  He is indeed not suitable to enter the battlefield at the moment. Even he who always prides himself on being calm-minded is still unable to withstand the test of blood and fire.

    "Sir, let me carry you. You've fainted from overexertion and need to rest." Ruddock had no intention of letting go.

    "Oh. Oh. It's nothing. I'm much better now. Just put me down. I'm not a girl. Besides, the Russians' butts are waiting for me to kick them later. I can't let them down."  When Witt heard this, he understood that Troman said that he fainted due to fatigue in order to save his own face.

    "Okay, Ruddock, put it down." Troman, who discovered that Sweet was awake, walked up and agreed.

    Ruddock had no choice but to put Sweet down. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Troman's eyes signaling him to leave. He had no choice but to feel depressed and speed up his pace to catch up with the team in front.

    "Yeah." Sweet responded, then lost his voice.

    "This." Troman wanted to say something, but found that nothing could be said.

    Silence.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    "I'm really sorry, I can't." After a long time, Troman finally choked out a sentence.

    "It's not your fault, I understand. I did lose my composure at that time, and you did the right thing. If you have a gun, you can just come to me." Sweet smiled bitterly, looking at the sunset a little lonely.  .

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

    "Maybe this is called talent. Everyone has a different path. There are thousands of people with different faces. I have things you don't have, and I don't have things you have. Maybe there really is a God, and God makes everyone have their own abilities.  On the one hand, everyone has some kind of shortcoming. The bear has strength, the fox has brains, and maybe I look more like a fox than a bear."

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

    "Actually, I'm really afraid of death. On the battlefield, I looked at the faces and scattered limbs of the dead. I tried my best not to think about it, but I still couldn't help myself. The more I tried not to think about it, the more I thought about being killed.  Exploded and then part of the body was torn offThe scene of breaking apart.  You may not know that I haven't been able to sleep well at night these days.  Before I experienced a real battle, I still held illusions, just like this time I sent out a request to perform a mission. I was indeed very enthusiastic at the time, and maybe part of it came from the instinct of my body.  But in fact, I underestimated the difference between theory and practice.  If time went back, I would absolutely do anything not to go.  I'm really afraid of death.  "

    As he spoke, Sweet sat down on the sand, took out a cigarette, and smoked vigorously.  Troman was about to say a few words of persuasion, but was immediately stopped by Sweet's gesture.

    "I haven't finished yet. Just like when we were avoiding the Russian pursuit on the partition, you were very excited at that time. I can guarantee that if you were more excited at that time, I would definitely knock you out without hesitation, but I will definitely  I didn¡¯t want to expose myself and be killed by the Russians. Then there was that time when you hid upstairs and sniped at the Russians. At that time, I was very scared, as if you would be killed the next moment. The facts proved that I was angry.  I don't know the accuracy of it, and I don't know what happened just now, but there is a kind of panic that follows me. At present, I am really not suitable to direct others to fight. This will only drag everyone into the quagmire.  Troman, if there are any more Russians down there, I¡¯ll leave it to you.¡±

    "It's okay, I don't understand your ability, who else can? It's just the first time, it will get better in the future." Troman quickly comforted you.

    "Okay, no need to comfort me, just do it like this."

    "Okay, so what are we going to do next? Continue to cause trouble for the Russians and attract their attention?" Troman didn't want to delve further into this issue.

    Sweet shook his head and said: "The first thing we have to do now is to get away from here immediately. I think those damn Russians have learned to take precautions after suffering several losses!" (To be continued. Please search  Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!)
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