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Volume 2: My Country Nine Hundred and Nineteen.  Veterans and Recruits

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    However, now there are only two assault guns left as all his assets.  They had joined Heisenberg's mixed force a few weeks earlier.

    However, it is obvious that Rutherford believed that this unit should be commanded by him, an armored major who was born in the ace unit, rather than Heisenberg, an SS veteran.  The assault gun is very similar to a tank, except that it does not have a rotating turret. The main gun is fixed on the wide body, facing the direction where the enemy is coming.  The armored soldiers piled bulletproof sandbags around the assault gun, effectively turning the two iron guys into two bunkers.  The bridge is on the left and the bridge is on the right, one on each side.  Armored soldiers are the elite of the army. As the elite among the elite, SS armored soldiers have an overwhelming sense of superiority and unabashed arrogance, not to mention that Rutherford and his men come from the Ace Division.  This makes Rutherford's arrogance the best portrayal of this characteristic.

    When Heisenberg and Zoff arrived at the bridgehead, Rutherford and his men were trying to fix two half-human-height portraits of Hitler and Baron Alexson on the roof of an assault gun.  They faced the giant portrait in the direction of the enemy's approach, as if by doing so the Russians were doomed to defeat.

    "What a great idea - a brilliant idea!" Heisenberg applauded half teasingly and half sarcastically: "It seems that our crusaders are ready to go to the battlefield with faith as a weapon again?"

    Rutherford was a handsome young man with a handsome spirit. A beautiful Knight's Cross of the Iron Cross hung on his collar. When he turned back to look at Heisenberg, the medal dangled around his neck, making it even more eye-catching.

    "Whoa, whoa, whoa, look who's here!" Rutherford said sarcastically, unwilling to be outdone: "Colonel Heisenberg! The superior commander of our brotherly forces!"

    Rutherford, who was also an SS soldier, certainly knew that Heisenberg's SS rank was colonel, but he sincerely called Heisenberg by his Wehrmacht rank, showing his contempt for all other "lower" branches of the army.

    Zoff snorted, took out his cigarette, and threw it to Rutherford, who was standing on the assault gun.

    "Okay, you can call me whatever you want - you can call me Heisenberg, as long as you agree to take out the ammunition in your small warehouse for my people to use." Heisenberg spread out his arms pretending to be relaxed  own chips.

    Seven armored soldiers all appeared in front of the Heisenbergs, some standing on their tanks and some looking at each other, waiting for their commander's reply.

    Rutherford took a puff of his cigarette maliciously and sneered, as if Heisenberg's proposal seemed absurd to him.

    "Why?" he said coldly.

    "Okay - Rutherford and the armored soldiers, the situation is more difficult than we expected - I got the news this morning that the Russians had sent out scouts yesterday and had already fought with our people in the pigsty.  What does this mean? It means they will attack today or tomorrow." Heisenberg showed his watch and waved it at the armored major: "Maybe in an hour or two, the Russian bombardment will come!  Both the guns and the MG62 have very little ammunition - how do you want us to fight this battle? Do you want those Wehrmacht soldiers and SS brothers to die in vain? Your armored troops must have ammunition for the Model assault gun, everyone knows this.  And there's no need for your two MG62s to be neatly placed here - one shell can send you all to the sky! For God's sake - Rutherford, give us some of your extra ammunition!  ! We need these for our soldiers in churches and cemeteries!"

    The major of the armored force pretended to be slow and took a puff of cigarette with a disapproving look on his face: "The Wehrmacht is here to die - as for your SS, I might consider it"

    "Hey - brat, listen to me!" Zoff threw down his cigarette irritably and took a step forward: "This is not about the Wehrmacht or the SS - this is a battle, we are facing  The right enemy is damn Ivan - they don't care if they kill the SS or the Wehrmacht! I'm telling you, Rutherford, if all of us defending the church and the cemetery are dead - you two tanks are shit!  Can't stop it!"

    "Hmph - that's enough." Rutherford threw down the cigarette butt absentmindedly: "I won't give any face to anyone. Tonight I will let you see - how our armed SS armored forces rely on two  This tank turned the tide of the battle!"

    Zoff became angry. The big man dropped his rifle, jumped on top of Rutherford's tank, raised his fists and hit him. The armored soldiers also rushed over.  Heisenberg quickly grabbed Zoff

    While shouting at Rutherford: "Asshole - you will regret what you say tonight!"

    Suddenly, everyone stopped, and the sound of the attack aircraft came closer and closer - it was very clear.  When they looked over, they only saw the enemy plane heading straight towards them like a cigar hanging in the air.Come on.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®  It was all over, they were dead¡ªthis damned quarrel was going to kill them.

    "Bang!" A crisp gunshot came from behind.  Then there was a crisp sound of eggshells falling to the ground.  The enemy's attack plane suddenly shook and flew steadily toward them but did not fire.  Everyone standing on the assault gun shouted and jumped off the tank. The enemy plane almost flew over the top of Hitler's portrait, and then plunged straight into the river under the bridge behind him.

    The plane didn't explode, it just plunged straight into the mud, like a suffocated bird.

    An old voice stood up from Heisenberg: "129 souls Oh, baby, look at you You have indeed become a more powerful weapon! I know  £®£®£®£®£®The legendary sniper stroked his rifle lovingly.  Wood grain.

    An armored soldier ran back from the river and shouted: "Pilot - the bullet was shattered, and the glass of the cockpit was covered with blood."!

    "Just one bullet!?" Rutherford opened his mouth wide and couldn't believe what he heard.

    Everyone¡¯s eyes were focused on the bearded sniper.  The mature Bororski calmly tied his mustache and smiled happily: "Grandpa is home! Children!"

    The appearance of Major Borolsky successfully resolved the conflict between the infantry and the armored forces.  The old sniper was a highly respected soldier, and the various medals, medals, and crosses he wore turned his opinions into undisputed truth.  After a while, Hazen arrived at Rutherford's bridgehead with three commanders from the forward defensive positions that Heisenberg had asked him to find.  Finally, with the support of the sniper major, Rutherford agreed to let the Heisenbergs use their inventory of Model assault gun shells. The armored soldiers even voluntarily removed the MG62 and its ammunition from the assault gun and gave them to the Wehrmacht soldiers on the front line.  .  In order to express his apology for his arrogance, Major Rutherford unexpectedly drove two cars from the warehouse to Heisenberg.  He said that this was the trophy the armored soldiers had taken during the raid a few days ago, and it might be of more use in Heisenberg's hands.  But in exchange, the Model assault gun in Heisenberg's hands must be handed over to the command of the two armored soldiers sent by Rutherford.  Although Zoff strongly opposed it, after weighing it, everyone finally agreed.

    However, the emergence of Major Borolsky also brought new problems.

    "What! You are saying it again!" Hassen shook his head, unable to believe what he heard.

    "That's right, kid." The old sniper took a sip of the coffee in his cup and sighed softly: "They have assembled heavy troops in the north of the city."

    Heisenberg had just sent away the soldiers who came to carry the shells.  "What's going on?" Heisenberg came among them, and several junior commanders were sitting around the old sniper.

    "Major Juncker said that during his routine hunting this morning, he discovered that the Russians had assembled in the north of the city, captain." Young Hazen looked at Heisenberg seriously and brought him a cup of coffee.

    "Approximately how many people are there?"

    "Hmm How many thousands of people are there?" The old sniper stroked his exaggerated beard meaningfully: "And I even made an unexpected discovery! Children!" He glanced mysteriously with his eyes  everyone.

    "What? What did you discover again Are all the Russians who came here female soldiers?!" Zov said with a wry smile.

    "Ah - if you are still alive in the future, don't imitate what I am about to tell you. You are still too young."

    Bororski said with an appetite: "That's right, in the early hours of this morning, your bearded grandfather was lying in ambush in the ditch on the road north of the city." The sniper pointed at the smelly mud on his camouflage smock: "In my  In front of us is a small slaughterhouse. I inch by inch.  , all of them are on the job, some are smoking, drinking and dancing around the bonfire, and some are making out with female soldiers in the woods. "These details are exciting.  Everyone already seemed a little impatient.  "Okay - anyway, after I figured out their camp, I was about to sneak away. But suddenly!" Everyone was almost startled.  "Two officers were walking in my direction, getting closer and closer!"

    ¡°You¡¯ve been discovered?!¡± Young Hassan shouted.

    "No! No. Your bearded grandpa will not be discovered so easily!"

    Bororski stroked his beard proudly: "They came towards me, but stopped on the road above me. Then they untied the rope."?.  £®  £®  £®  open.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®  beginning.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®  Urine.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®  Urine.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®  La!  "

    At this point, everyone began to notice the wet stains on the old sniper's smock.  Everyone's heads, which were so close to each other, all took a step back.  Borolsky laughed, as if this was a compliment from the Heisenbergs to his legendary camouflage skills.

    "Then what did you hear?"

    "The two guys said: They are not sure about the situation of the enemy in Levto city. But crossing the river before tomorrow morning should not be a problem. They also said that they don't know whether their troops can get the 9th Tank Division in tonight's attack  Reinforcements from the regiment. That's all." The old guy is the only one of these people who understands Russian.

    "so?"

    "So, kids I think Ivan's attack time will be tonight, not tomorrow morning. And it's probably a few hours earlier than we expected Ivan  Has the habit of attacking after dinner.¡±

    "Hassen, what time is it now?" Zoff looked at the young man seriously.

    "Ah half past four, sir."

    "That is to say, we optimistically estimate that there are still two hours before the enemy attacks." The sniper glanced at everyone's eyes: "Okay - you guys talk first, kids Grandpa, I have to take the time to get some sleep first.  "Come on, baby, I promise to tell you another story."  Erski stroked his sniper rifle and spoke, leaving everyone.

    "Time is always against us." Rutherford came from behind. He had just been listening to the major's story.

    ¡°So we have no time to waste.

    Come on, gentlemen.  "Heisenberg put down his coffee cup, walked to the middle of everyone and spread out the map.

    After half an hour of discussion, they pointed at the butt of an assault gun and determined the defense plan for Levto City.

    Heisenberg took out a pencil and drew on the map, once again reiterating that with their existing forces, it would be impossible to defend Levto if the Russian army used their armored forces.  !

    "Fortunately - we are not in the area where the main force of the Russian army is attacking. We will only suffer some sporadic artillery fire, and those who attack us will only be some fringe troops - those recruits transferred from Siberia. Remember, we cannot follow the front.  They fight hard. We need to bring them all into the front street, and then use the 10mm cannon and Model assault gun to defeat them. Do you understand?" Heisenberg glanced at everyone, especially those responsible for defending the cemetery.  Capt. Priest of the Line of Defense.

    "But can't they get reinforcements from armored forces?" A small captain stood up.

    "Little Paul." Heisenberg called the little man's name: "Don't worry about the Russian tanks for now. The Ivans always let the infantry attack first. So you are responsible for defending the area closest to the church defense line in the north.  The Russian infantry will be encountered first."

    "Ivan always uses the sea of ????people to weaken our defense line first - they don't take human life so seriously." Zov added, opened a beef can, pinched the meat with his hands, and chewed it.

    Captain Paul Jr. is a serious man.  He seldom joked, but was a conscientious commander.  "If the enemy comes from the north, I will arrange a person to lookout in the bell tower on the top of the church. But Colonel, if we are the first to encounter the enemy's infantry, I hope you can equip the Heisenbergs with a few more MG62s, and  Supported by Model assault guns."

    "How many people are on the church's defense line?"

    "12. Sir."

    "I can only give you one MG62."

    "But, sir - why? Is it because all my men are soldiers of the National Defense Force?"

    "No, no, little Paul." Heisenberg pointed to the big man Reuben who was responsible for defending the museum's defense line. The latter stood up. He was taller than Zoff, like a giant: "Listen Paul, we have too few people, we can't stand it."  No sacrifice will be made. So I want you to abandon the church and take everyone to join Reuben's troops on your left. "

    "Abandon the church?!" Little Paul looked at Heisenberg distressedly: "But this is an excellent defensive position, easy to defend but difficult to attack."

    Reuben answered Paul's question for Heisenberg: "Yes, little man. It is precisely because it is easy to defend and difficult to attack that we give it to the Russian pigs. And then when they fill that church  . . . . "The big man sneered and turned to Major Rutherford.

    ?"Paul." Rutherford interjected: "You go get a few mines and bury them in the church - I want to see more sparks when the fireworks are set off."

    "Captain Reuben." Heisenberg raised his head and looked at the big man: "The museum is a two-story marble building. We should be able to hold on there for a while. I will give you the MG62 and 60 more from the armored warehouse.  Grenades. Enough?"

    "That's enough!" The big man stood at attention and gave an exaggerated salute to Heisenberg.

    "But Ruben, I don't want you and your people to die in the museum - listen, when more than half of your people have been killed or injured, withdraw, take you and Paul's people to the cemetery behind you to meet the priest.  understand?"

    "Aren't the armored assault guns going to support us? Sir!" The big man said this while staring at Rutherford.

    "We will act according to the situation at the time." The SS Panzer Major said indifferently: "Our main task is to protect this bridge - this is our purpose of protecting the entire city."

    "Yes." The big man grinned, showing his canine teeth and said, "Sir."

    Zoff looked at Ruben¡¯s expression, nodded, and smiled.

    "Father." Heisenberg turned his attention to Heisenberg's most trusted commander.

    "Captain." A middle-sized and inconspicuous SS captain closed his Bible and stood up: "What do you want from me, captain?" An SS grenadier, a devout Protestant believer, a pre-war priest  personnel, but also a tenacious and dedicated commander.  All these contradictions are concentrated on this middle-aged man who was nicknamed "Priest Captain" by the German soldiers.

    "Captain, you have to know that this time I entrust the most important task to you." Heisenberg took out the cigarette box, took out a cigarette from it and gave it to him.

    "Thank you, Captain. I don't smoke."

    Heisenberg himself took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth.  The priest was the first and only man Heisenberg had ever seen who had not smoked even though he had been in the army for many years.

    "Captain. We have turned the cemetery into a fortress. The soldiers dug for two days and two nights. There are two main trenches at the front and back, connected by a corridor in the middle. In addition, we made hundreds of homemade sandbags to build two 10mm trenches.  Artillery position fortifications, and a large number of bunkers. Anti-tank mines have been laid on the main road behind our position according to your order, and other mines have been placed in the city square between the church and the post office to cover the square.  The searchlights have been prepared. The 24 anti-tank rockets have been allocated. If Ruben and Paul can bring their machine guns here alive, we will have 7 of them.  Defense line. The soldiers are determined to fight the Russians in our graveyard and never take a step back. The flamethrowers are ready.

    Ammunition supplies have been prepared.  only.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®  still have a question.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®  "

    The priest¡¯s report satisfied Heisenberg very much.
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