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Chapter 43 Maozi

About two minutes later, footsteps were heard downstairs, and then Lao Maozi's shouts came from downstairs.

Yu Yang finally regained consciousness in his legs. He slowly walked to the stairs on the third floor. He stuck his head out and looked downstairs. He saw that Lao Maozi had carried the body to the second floor, holding himself in his hand.

He left the grenade behind and spoke slowly: "Comrade, if you don't want to attract German artillery fire, you'd better keep your voice down. Germans are present in every corner of this city."

Yu Yang entered Stalingrad on November 1st. At this time, after nearly two or three months of bloody fighting, the German army finally slowly advanced to the banks of the Volga River and occupied 80% of the entire city. Therefore,

In this city, you may be bombarded by German artillery at any time.

"Sir, my name is Kosygin, Ostrovsky. You can call me Kosygin. I am from the 170th Division. I have brought you the weapons you want, as well as your military badge for killing the Germans!"

After Mao Zi saw Yu Yang's military rank, he immediately threw the body aside and saluted with a military salute.

Yu Yang nodded and walked to the German corpse: "My name is Yu Yang, you can call me Yu. I come from the 117th Division. Comrade Kosygin, where is your team? My team has been broken up and I am already in the city.

I’ve been wandering around for a while!”

After Yu Yang finished speaking, he carried the German corpse to the third floor and began to briefly inspect the German corpse. Kosygin was quite kind. The belongings on the German sniper were not touched at all. Yu Yang simply

I found some chocolates, two cans and an old pocket watch. The pocket watch was not valuable, but the cans were a hot commodity in Stalingrad where supplies were in short supply.

After replenishing some ammunition and putting the sniper rifle aside, Yu Yang took out the can, opened it, and started eating. When Kosygin saw it, he swallowed his saliva, took out a small piece of black bread, and started to nibble on it.

After Yu Yang saw it, he ate most of his cans and handed them to Kosygin. He did not generously give the rest of the cans to Kosygin because he was short of food now. He asked Kosygin about the location of his troops in order to have a

Stable supply location.

Kosygin took the can from Yu Yang and swallowed: "Sir, you better eat it!"

Yu Yang shook his head: "You can eat, I'm full. By the way, where is your army? Where is the division or regiment headquarters?"

Kosygin devoured the can and finally shook his head: "I'm not sure. We were separated from the troops when we charged. My comrades and I were also looking for our headquarters! Sir, do you want to come with us?

?”

After hearing this, Yu Yang shook his head: "No need for the time being, I will continue to harvest the lives of Germans in the city and drive them out of Stalingrad!"

After finishing the can, Kosygin wiped his mouth: "Sir, I wish you good luck. I'm going to join my comrades. Thank you for the can!" After finishing speaking, Kosygin took out a small bag from his pocket.

Half a piece of black bread was handed to Yu Yang: "Sir, this is the little ration I saved. I hope it can be helpful to you!" After finishing speaking, Kosygin stood up from his position and picked up the ration in his hand.

Weapon, handed Yu Yang's grenade to Yu Yang.

"Wish you good luck!" After Yu Yang finished speaking, he took the grenade and black bread, waved goodbye to Kosygin, and slowly walked to the fourth floor. He needed to rest now, and he also needed a safe place to wait.

It's dark.

Yu Yang didn't want to go with these soldiers. First of all, in Stalingrad, the sky was full of German planes. A dozen people operating together could easily expose themselves, be bombed, and easily fall into a German encirclement.

Yu Yang didn't know the situation in Stalingrad and was unwilling to walk any further. He wanted to wait until dark to understand the terrain around him and use the terrain to start hunting. Moreover, in street fighting, the advantage of numbers could not be used at all.

A five-person combat team would be more advantageous for street fighting, but Yu Yang now has only one person and can only fight alone.

The environment on the fourth floor is much worse than that on the third floor. More than half of the roof on the fourth floor has been blown down, and there are obvious cracks or large holes in the walls on both sides of the entire fourth floor.

After giving a general glance, Yu Yang chose a location near the stairs. It was also the only well-preserved room on the fourth floor. Yu Yang slowly opened the door. There were two corpses in the room, both of them.

It belongs to the Germans, and there are some obvious medical equipment beside them. This should have been a temporary ward for the Germans before, but it is now abandoned.

There was a dead body in the room. Yu Yang covered his nose and walked in, starting to look for some things that he could use. The items on the ground were very messy. The German army seemed to be retreating in a hurry. Yu Yang looked around and found a lost body.

In the corner, he found two sets of marching backpacks, which should have belonged to the two dead German soldiers. Although there were some blood stains, Yu Yang looked at them and saw that they were still usable. In this way, Yu Yang had equipment to keep him warm at night.

The German army failed to attack the Soviet Union during World War II. One of the key failures was that the German army was not prepared to deal with the cold winter in the Soviet Union when it attacked the Soviet Union.

The two sets of German marching rucksacks that Yu Yang found were thin thermal equipment, not enough to cope with the cold winter in the Soviet Union. This was also a very important reason why most of the casualties of the German troops were non-combat attrition in the later stages of the campaign.

Carrying two marching rucksacks, Yu Yang once again came to the third floor, set up booby traps again, found a relatively safe room, spread one of the marching rucksacks on the ground, and selected

He found a more comfortable position and lay down against the corner. He put his weapons aside and prepared to rest.

Sniper is a profession that consumes a lot of energy. Just now, Yu Yang was lying on the ground motionless. Although it seemed that he would save a lot of energy compared to running around in Mogadishu, compared with being in Mogadishu, Yu Yang felt

He became even more tired, and his high concentration of attention kept squeezing Yu Yang's energy. Therefore, in the last period of time, Yu Yang lay on the ground and almost fell asleep. This was not because Yu Yang wanted to sleep, but because his brain was really tired.

Too tired.

Lying comfortably on the ground, Yu Yang looked at the decoration of this room. It should be a typical Russian decoration. There was a large bed not far from Yu Yang, but Yu Yang did not choose a more comfortable bed.

On the ground, first rest close to the ground so that Yu Yang can hear the surrounding sounds more clearly. If someone goes upstairs, Yu Yang can clearly hear the footsteps, which gives Yu Yang enough time to react.

Secondly, the position Yu Yang chose was in the corner of the wall, facing the door. If someone entered the room, Yu Yang would not be directly exposed to the enemy's gun range.

Every little detail on the battlefield will affect his life and safety. If he wants to sleep well, Yu Yang can go home and have a good rest after surviving Stalingrad. That is China, and there is nothing there.

In the war, there was no danger, and Yu Yang could sleep comfortably for a long time without any warning.

Holding the M4A1 rifle in his arms, Yu Yang slowly closed his eyes. As he closed his eyes, the sound of gunfire outside the window, the roar of airplanes and the sound of shells breaking through the air were all irrelevant to Yu Yang.

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