The troops started marching at seven o'clock in the morning and continued until four o'clock in the afternoon. Excluding the time for eating and resting, the whole army was on the road for at least seven hours!
Even though they were no longer marching in a hurry, the soldiers still maintained their usual walking speed, so-called four kilometers an hour. Although the soldiers were very tired, few of them complained.
Long-term marching on foot can easily cause blisters on the soles of the feet, or even multiple blisters! The soldiers' shoulders were also red from the backpacks, and two red "blood belts" penetrated. Soldiers have already experienced these situations.
Although they were mentally prepared, some soldiers still found that their inner thighs were rubbed red, and gradually they felt a dull pain when walking.
Some veterans have long known the disadvantages of long-distance marches, the so-called grinding of feet and crotch. The veterans cleverly found some parachute silk from tailoring workshops and made socks and underwear, which solved these problems very well.
These are tolerable physical injuries, and the worst is varicose veins in the calves caused by long-distance marches. Fortunately, according to the commander's order, all soldiers without exception wore linen leggings, which objectively enhanced the soldiers' marching efficiency.
Most soldiers have pain in their hearts, and their desire to kill the enemy has overcome their own pain. There are also some people who complain, and they are none other than young soldiers!
Natasha no longer knew how many kilometers she had walked today. Thirty? Forty? Anyway, it must be an astonishing number!
She only carried a small bag and an SVT40 on her back, and all other equipment was thrown on the carriage. Even so, she gradually had to hold on to the handle of the carriage, and her whole person was walking a little unsteadily.
Igor said with concern: "Natasha, are you too tired?"
The girl turned back: "No! I'm fine."
"Are you really okay? I always feel that you are a little haggard!" With that, Igor took off the kettle and threw it over, "Drink some water."
Natasha accepted the gift and couldn't wait to unscrew the lid and pour it into herself. She didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but the little soldiers under her command were very surprised.
Especially those female soldiers, it was really hard for them not to murmur.
Some fragments of words were also heard by Natasha, and they were all strange words. She quickly capped the bottle, raised her head, and looked at the people who had to sit in the carriage because they were too tired to walk, and the large pile of potatoes.
The girls on top. She scolded: "What are you talking about? He and I are comrades in arms! I don't want to marry him!"
Igor was not angry. He was carrying the anti-tank weapon. This tough guy image would actually attract the attention of young girls of this era. He said in that rough tone: "Girls, stop joking! I'm going to
Like your uncle, he has rich combat experience! When you get to the battlefield, Natasha will command you, and I will assist you. Don't say stupid things like she will marry me, I am already married!
"
Igor really didn't want to guess the psychology of fourteen or fifteen-year-old girls. To be honest, they could still make some jokes before the battle. Are they in awe of the battle, so they use jokes to cover up their inner fear? Or is it because they are in awe of the battle?
, do they simply lack knowledge of war?
They must not lack knowledge!
Igor fell into silence, with his head tilted, his deep eyes, slightly sloppy beard, and his fully armed appearance. Any simple girl would be in awe of such a man.
This is not the case for this group of children. Nina, who is sitting in the carriage, knows something about Igor, especially during the battle at the end of March. He was our comrade-in-arms!
Nina sneered and asked: "Uncle Igor, are you married? I think you should have children too!"
"Haha! You girl actually asked me this. How should I answer you? Of course I have children, and my wife is also very beautiful."
"Really? Your wife should have retreated to the rear."
Hearing such a question, Igor raised his melancholy face and silently stared at the smiling Nina. The man's look was worth a thousand words. Nina's smile gradually disappeared, and she guessed a lot of bad things.
I also realized that my problem was so bad!
"I'm sorry, I think I shouldn't ask this question."
Igor shook his head: "It doesn't matter. In fact, my family is still alive. Maybe they will think that I died in the war last year." As he said that, Igor's expression gradually became brighter: "Haha, they must not have thought that I
Now he is still serving as a soldier and still beating fascists."
"So, you have been a soldier since the war broke out?!" The girl asking the question was Drodchenko, but the soldiers in the youth camp were still used to calling her by her name Anna, even Igor.
Speaking of which, the nickname of "Anna" is "Ania". The real name of the girl who died in training was actually "Anna". Seeing this Anna, Igor subconsciously remembered that past event.
Igor replied in the affirmative.
"Oh! You have really been fighting for a whole year! Uncle, honestly speaking, are you ever afraid of death?"
"Death?" Igor said awkwardly: "I really don't want to answer your question! Anna, this is your first real battlefield. Don't think that you experienced too many battles in the 17th Guerrilla Brigade. Those
You are just a spectator in the battle, but this time, you have to fight in person as a soldier! My dear, tell me, are you afraid of death? "
"Me? I'm not afraid!"
Igor categorically did not believe what the girl Drochenko said. Even though she performed surprisingly well in target practice and was not afraid of training in simulated battlefields, judging from her expression, the child was still a little worried.
.Otherwise, she would not have asked about the fear of death.
For such young boys and girls to become soldiers and plunge into bloody battlefields, no matter what enthusiasm they have to serve their country, it will be extremely cruel to them.
The march was relatively boring, with many soldiers whispering to each other. The commander would usually stop this behavior. Now, the officers simply let it go.
Chatting with these children can be a way to relieve the fatigue of the march.
Igor continued to explain his view of war: "Children, the recruits I know are divided into two types. One is so scared that they wet their pants when they hear the sound of gunfire, and the other is fearless as soon as they arrive on the battlefield. However,
, it doesn’t matter whether you are afraid or brave on the battlefield, because shells and bullets are short-sighted. Compared with other soldiers, you professional precision shooters have a higher survival rate, because your duty is
Carry out tactical coordination when the troops attack. You must hide yourself, because once exposed, you will be concentrated by the enemy's firepower!"
His words were too straightforward. The girls gritted their teeth one by one, and even the teenagers were terrified.
Some of them have been on the battlefield and made meritorious deeds, but do any of them really like the battlefield? No! No one is truly war-mad. Even Natasha, who killed more than 200 enemies, was forced by reality!
Among these girls, only Natasha understands the cruel reality of the battlefield best.
As an instructor, she often educates these young soldiers on how to be a sniper. Everyone is envious of her high record, but her high record also makes some people fall into a misunderstanding, as if being a sniper can not only kill enemies, but also
Achieve extraordinary achievements. Even though they have said a lot of things sincerely, only by experiencing the battle themselves can they truly understand that it is not easy to achieve the achievement of killing a large number of enemies!
Natasha said loudly: "Comrades, you are sitting on the carriage, which is actually an excellent target. Whether we can achieve high results depends on our technical and tactical capabilities on the one hand, and on the other hand it mainly depends on the enemy.
Are you stupid? The enemy is too exposed, we can indeed pull the trigger lightly and take his name!"
"Ah?! It's really so dangerous!" Drochenko was so surprised that she even wanted to jump off the carriage.
Another girl, Qiusha Talakova, grabbed her: "Anna, don't go hiking anymore! You have blisters on your feet, do you want to make them worse?"
"But, sitting here will make me a perfect target!"
This female soldier looked like an actress. Natasha didn't think it was funny, but the other soldiers laughed at her.
There was another female soldier sitting on the carriage piled with potatoes. Apart from that, there was no one else sitting on the carriage! Balzen had to put the delicate girl in the carriage. He might actually allow Natasha to get on the carriage.
Yes, it's just that Natasha didn't like it. As for the teenagers, they were only allowed to unload their equipment and throw it into the car. The reason for such special treatment was naturally because he knew the commander's temper very well. Besides, he didn't want it to happen.
This group of children came to fight, especially girls.
He did not doubt the courage of these children, but he was worried that their excessive courage would cost him all their lives. After all, it had happened before! Besides, because of what happened in the reconnaissance camp in Slavdich, he really didn’t want his
Soldiers are too close to women anymore, even if they are still children!