A certain unit of the Fifth Army, facing the sudden breakthrough of the Soviet army, was still a little difficult to react at the beginning. The special information department had already found out the information clearly. Stalin's order was an attack and he would never allow retreat.

But in fact? Zhukov actually retreated, and he broke through from Bratsk when the Fifth Army was not paying attention. It was also elusive for them to break through from this position, because the Ustiyilimusk area not far away is still an occupied area of ​​the Northern Army Group.

Although there are not many soldiers stationed there, it is still okay to delay them. At least the pursuers behind can arrive there within two hours. In other words, as long as the Soviet army cannot pass through the Ustiyilimusk area within two hours, then what awaits them will be destruction.

Besides, even if they pass, so what? They still have to defeat the defenders there. This task alone requires a lot of time to waste, and they have also grabbed some time for the pursuers to catch up with them.

Lin Yi, this is the name of a soldier. Lin Yi, who has been in the army for a year, is now a senior private. He is currently serving as a squad leader and will be promoted to a second lieutenant officer in a month. As the name suggests, Lin Yi comes from Linyi and is a soldier who came directly from the Linyi area during the previous recruitment.

Lin Yi had been studying for a few days when he was at home, and reading newspapers and writing letters was not difficult. In the ***, soldiers who knew their words were likely to be promoted to second lieutenant officer as soon as they joined the army.

Lin Yi originally thought so, thinking that when he came here, he would be promoted to a second lieutenant officer. Because of the cultural person, although Lin Yi was embarrassed to call himself a cultural person, those who knew the words in this era dared to say that he was a cultural person. What’s important is that no one has refuted you yet.

But when he came to the Northeast, he realized that cognitive words were nothing here. The troops would take an hour every night to teach soldiers to recognize words, and would conduct exams from time to time. I dare not say anything else. Now any soldier who served for more than half a year can write a letter to his family according to his own wishes.

Even if he was asked to read the newspaper, there were only a few words that he didn't know, and the others were not difficult for them at all. Lin Yi was a studious person, but after he came here, he realized that he was an elite, and he was nothing here. There were many people who were better than him and more powerful than him.

So, Lin Yi, who was unwilling to give in, began to work hard in everything, and even tried his best to be ahead of others. Finally, he got what he wanted. In their regiment, there were several people who were promoted to second lieutenant after one year of joining the army, but that was all before, at least in Lin Yi, the group of promoted second lieutenant officers, he was the first to be nominated.

In one month, four people will be promoted to second lieutenant, and Lin Yi is still ranked first because among these four people, he is the first to be approved by his superiors and the first to be announced to be promoted.

Nowadays, Lin Yi has a habit, which is that he will always write a diary every day when he is free, mainly because he is touching things and thinking about emotions. One of his comrades was injured by a shell, and his body was blown up so badly that he was eventually rescued.

But when he woke up, he found that no one knew anyone. Finally, the doctor diagnosed that it was because of amnesia caused by the body falling into the ground and touching his head after being injured by a shell. After this incident, Lin Yi was afraid that one day he would be like this, so he insisted on writing a diary every day.

Record every bit of his life since he joined the army in the notebook. When one day he lost his memory, he would pick up this notebook to tell his descendants about what he had done on the battlefield back then.

Soon, the diary opened the first page, with words written on it. On May 3, 1941, after a few days of wandering, I finally arrived at Jinxi, a place called a miracle by the Chinese people. I am going to join the army. Yes, I am going to join the Chinese Empire Army. I am about to become an officer because I know words, and in China, anyone who knows words is basically officer.

On May 4, 1941, today was the second day of my joining the army. I met a perverted instructor. I thought we would have a few days off, but who knew that when we assigned the recruit training camp and dormitory yesterday, the perverted instructor asked us to change into our military uniforms immediately and then go to the training ground to gather for training.

Today I ran five kilometers with a heavy backpack on my backpack, and then did a lot of songs, push-ups and sit-ups. The worst thing was that I did a lot of jumping, and then stood in a military posture. In short, I was doing these things this afternoon. There seemed to be nothing special except a perverted instructor. I was so tired. I should go to bed first. I hope the damn instructor will not throw smoke bombs into my room in the middle of the night.

On June 10, 1941, I had been enlisted for a month, and I did not become a second lieutenant officer as I wished, because I found that except for the new recruits who didn’t know how to speak, the other soldiers knew what they knew. The troops taught us to read every night. I found that my advantage was gone. Fortunately, the instructor told us that if we wanted to be an officer, we had to exchange it with the enemy’s head.

I have become accustomed to life here. Although I am very tired, I am very fulfilled every day. As time goes by, I don’t feel so tired. I feel that my body seems to be much stronger than before.

July 5, 1941. Today I received my own gun. The weapon that was used as a treasure by countless people in China. It is really hard to imagine that they would hand over such an excellent weapon to recruits for use. Today I fired a lot of bullets and was praised by the perverted instructor several times. Suddenly I felt that I felt very accomplished.

On August 20, 1941, today I saw more equipment, including mp40 submachine guns. They said that it was the equipment of the chief and deputy squad leader, and it could only be used after becoming the chief and deputy squad leader. The gunshots were scattered and sounded shocking. In the blink of an eye, dozens of bullets were shot out, which was even more powerful than machine guns.

On October 1, 1941, I officially graduated from the recruit battalion today. After five months of recruit training, I have become a soldier. I am just a pity that they awarded me the rank of private, that is, the new ones cannot be in the new recruits.

I was divided into the Fifth Army Reserve Army and became a glorious reserve officer. However, the instructor told us that the reserve officer can rest for a while, because when there is a battle, the front-line troops will always fight first, and when the troops are not enough, they will send the reserve officer to the reserve officer.

When I walked out of the recruit camp, I cried. I suddenly realized that the guy who has always been called perverted instructors has suddenly become less annoying. At the moment of leaving, many people cried, including perverted instructors.

Last night, at our farewell meeting with the perverted instructor, I learned about the life experience of the perverted instructor. He was a high-ranking soldier and should have been promoted to a second lieutenant, but unfortunately he was injured in a battle. After he recovered from his injuries, he could not return to the front-line troops to continue fighting, so he came to this recruit base. The instructors here are basically in this situation. Many people were injured, and some elite soldiers from the front-line troops took turns to be instructors.

On November 13, 1941, today I participated in the first battle. This was the first time I shot and killed someone in my life. At the beginning, I was very scared, but later I gradually got used to it. Then every time I shot an enemy, I would carve a thread on the wall. During this period, I didn’t know how many people I killed. When the battle ended, I realized that there was a complete regular word written on my gun, which means that I shot and killed five enemies.

Oh my God, I became the new recruit king in this battle. Because I shot the most enemies, I was rated as the third-class combat merit by the army. This is the first time I have obtained military merit in my life. I am very excited. The only regret is that there is only a reward order and there is no badge for military merit. The squad leader said that only second-class merit and first-class merit have badges.

On March 24, 1942, today our troops received an order from the headquarters, which ordered us to cooperate with the First Army to surround the Soviet army that was counter-encircling the First Army from the north. Now I am a squad leader and my rank has been promoted to a senior corps. In less than two months, I will be an officer and I am very excited.

However, I heard from the platoon leader that there were about three million Soviet troops participating in the war this time, and there were only two armies participating in the war, with more than one.6 million people. The airborne troops may or may not come.

But I am no longer worried about these things, because the Soviet army is no match for me at all. I once led my squad to defeat a Soviet army company. More than 100 people were beaten by twelve of us and ran around in Baotou. They really don’t look like the troops.

Soon, Lin Yi opened the latest page and picked up his pen to write down the things he had done in the past few days. He originally wrote it one day, but now the battle is getting more and more intense. He no longer has time to write a diary, so he can only change it to write it once every two or three days.

On April 19, 1941, the Soviet army suddenly ran away and ran in a direction we had not expected. The comrades from the Special Information Department told us before that Stalin had given Zhukov the death order, and could only attack but not retreat. However, if we didn't know what happened to them, Zhukov still ordered the retreat.

Perhaps it is because we have wiped out more than one million Soviet troops, or perhaps it is because of something else, we have been chasing them along the footprints left by the Soviet army last night, hoping to catch up with the fleeing Soviet troops as soon as possible.

At the same time, I also hope that the brothers responsible for blocking the Soviet army can withstand, and we will come soon.

"Squad Leader Lin, hurry up and organize the troops. The Air Force discovered the whereabouts of the Soviet army, and the troops were about to set off."
Chapter completed!