At the same time that Kaze called for artillery fire to attack the enemy, in the temporary command post of position 19, the Aleutian company commander who was chatting with Zoya also stood up with a frown.
"Something is wrong." Aleutian walked around the table, "Zoya, call Vanya."
Upon hearing this, Zoya immediately walked towards the exit of the command post.
"And our postman Victor," the Aleutian captain added.
Zoya waved her hand, and less than five minutes after getting out of the command post, she called Vanya and the sleepy Wei Ran back.
After these few days of hard contact, Wei Ran was really happy to have managed to infiltrate the command of Position 19, but he immediately realized something was wrong after hearing the content of the surveillance relayed by Captain Aleutian.
"To put it simply, Kaze just directed our artillery to hit a high-value German target?"
Wei Ran anxiously asked the question that everyone was worried about, "So this is the German conspiracy? According to the news we have received before, the main force of the Germans has been piled on the east side of the group army position, but there are still people nearby.
There are targets worth using artillery to hit, so..."
"So our previous guess was correct," Vanya said with a gloomy face, "Maybe our place is where they really want to tear them apart."
"Notify everyone to continue to expand the trenches, and at the same time collect as much usable weapons and ammunition as possible. All our logistical supplies have gone to support the current frontal battlefield. The supplies left by the Germans on the battlefield are our only source of supplies."
After finishing speaking, Captain Aleutian looked at Zoya, "It's time for you to leave here, I don't want to..."
Zoya didn't even wait for Captain Aleutian to finish speaking, she stretched out her hand and gently covered his mouth, "I am a war reporter and a soldier."
"Comrade Zoya"
Wei Ran hurriedly said before Captain Aleut could speak, "If you can, can you help me deliver the letter to the rear? The only person here that all of us can trust is you."
Captain Aleutian's eyes lit up. Wei Ran's excuse was quite good. However, Zoya simply shook her head and said, "I have a job as a reporter, and you have a job as a postman. We can each do our job well."
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Looking at Zoya, who had already left first, the three men in the command post looked at each other, and finally shook their heads helplessly.
Under the emergency mobilization of Aleutians and Vanyas, all the soldiers in Position 19 were organized. Except for a small number of people who were lying on the trenches to continue to guard, more than half of the remaining people were digging trenches.
The other half, led by Vanya, crossed the barbed wire fence and, like the swarms of crows on the smelly battlefield, searched for all kinds of weapons that could be used from the corpses of Germans and the remains of tanks.
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This is also the first time that the Weifang Army has actually left the trenches of Position 19. Looking around, this wasteland full of shell craters is covered with corpses, and there are even some injured German soldiers who are not dead yet making weak calls for help.
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"Pfft"
Vanya neatly stabbed the bayonet mounted on the rifle into the chest of a still-living German soldier, turned the butt of the rifle back and forth to crush the other's heart, then pulled out the bayonet, and then whispered,
"When you encounter anyone who is alive, you must first kill them and then collect supplies. Unless it is an emergency, try not to shoot."
Seeing the people hiding behind the wreckage of a tank nodding, Vanya continued, "In groups of three, we focus on collecting machine guns and machine gun ammunition, followed by grenades, and finally submachine guns and bullets. Our collection range is limited to the barbed wire fence. 50 meters away, after collecting all the ones just now, move the shells that may be in the tank again. They are also of great use. Are there any questions?"
Seeing everyone shaking their heads, Warnia immediately waved his hand, "Hurry up!"
Everyone, including Wei Ran, shouted in unison, crouching down and cautiously searching for useful supplies on the wet and slippery battlefield.
Following two soldiers who had heard their stories, pulling a small sledge improvised from shell casings, wooden sticks and canvas, the three of them carefully searched for every corpse on the smelly battlefield and removed valuables from it. The weapons taken away were thrown into the sledge.
"Good luck, look what I found!"
One of the young soldiers, who looked to be no more than 20 years old, pulled out a P38 pistol from the waist of a corpse. There was even a piece of rotten intestine hanging from the cowhide holster of the pistol.
“This is the good stuff”
Another soldier took out a small bottle of wine from a corpse's bag, smashed the bottle open with his bayonet, raised his head and took a big gulp into his mouth, and then handed it to Wei Ran, "Victor, take a sip." !”
"Thanks"
Wei Ran took the wine, imitated the other man's example and poured a large sip into his mouth, and then handed it to the soldier who had just found the pistol.
Without participating in the wine sharing, Wei Ran walked up to a corpse and was about to pull out the two grenades from the corpse's waist. Unexpectedly, his wrist was held by the "corpse's" remaining left hand.
Subconsciously, he was about to pull out the bayonet from his belt, but he didn't expect the other party to take the initiative to let go, move his arm with difficulty, and pointed to his chest tremblingly.
Turning to look at the two companions who were drinking, Wei Ran hesitated for a moment, and finally, at the other's signal, he unbuttoned his shirt and took out a blood-stained silver cigarette case from his inner pocket.
Seeing the pleading eyes on the other party's face, Wei Ran opened the cigarette case, took out a cigarette and stuffed it into the other party's mouth. Unexpectedly, the dying German soldier shook his head inconspicuously and still stared at the cigarette in the former's hand. cigarette case.
It was only then that Wei Ran noticed that on the bottom layer of the silver cigarette box, there seemed to be a photo pressed by a cigarette.
I carefully took out the photo and took a look. In the photo, I saw a handsome young man holding a wolf dog. In his arms was a beautiful woman with a happy face, and in this woman's arms, there was an infant. baby.
Passing the photo to the other party's hand, the German soldier's eyes softened a lot, and he opened his mouth and said something silently to Wei Ran.
Seeing Wei Ran nodding as if he understood what he said, the German soldier struggled to squeeze out an ugly smile covered in blood. As the photo in his hand slipped, his eyes gradually lost their sparkle.
"Another child lost his father"
Wei Ran only felt a little boring, and after putting the silver cigarette case into his pocket, he numbly took off the two long-handled grenades that were also stained with blood from the opponent's waist and sent them into a simple nearby sledge.
