Imperial Overlord
: Nine hundred and sixty-four supplementary soldiers
With a long hissing sound, a large-caliber artillery shell fell, followed by a loud noise, and dust began to fill the air.
Germany has completely surrounded Moscow, and it has become an island suspended in the German sea.
The sound of the explosion passed, and black smoke rolled up and shot straight into the sky. Amidst the trembling of the earth, the outer wall of a building began to collapse, revealing the structure inside.
Not all buildings will be turned into ruins after an explosion. Many buildings will stand stubbornly, stubbornly refusing to fall.
These homes will become bunkers among the ruins, and become the commanding heights and observation points that the Soviet army and the German army repeatedly compete for.
A Soviet soldier swept away the dust in front of his eyes with his hands, and then squinted his eyes to see the situation on the opposite side through the gap in front of him.
Every street and every building, the Soviet army and the German army had to fight repeatedly. Therefore, there is not an inch of land here, which can be called safe.
Of course, except for the occupied area behind the German army, it was indeed relatively safe. The German army fought steadily, and few Soviet troops could penetrate behind the German defense line to make trouble.
The cracks in the wall were made by shells. Using such cracks, he could observe the situation of the German army without risking his head out.
After all, it is easy to be seen and killed by German snipers if you risk your head to stick your head out to observe.
If you look here from the outside, there is only a half-collapsed building with mottled bullet holes on the wall nearby, but there is a platoon of Soviet troops stationed inside.
It is precisely because there are people stationed here that the German army did not control this good commanding heights.
In the same way, it is precisely because this place is not bad, so the two sides have two fierce competitions around this commanding heights.
For the first time, the German army successfully occupied here, and then the Soviet army launched a frantic counterattack. At least 20 German soldiers were killed here, and at least 30 Soviet soldiers were also killed.
And here, it's just a ruined building that has collapsed more than half. Not really a valuable place, not even a good place.
"Should the shelling be over today?" A Soviet veteran came over and handed a teacup to the soldier who was on guard.
There is still warm water in it. It is very difficult to enjoy this treatment.
Moscow has cut off water on a large scale, and civilians have to take risks to go to the designated water supply locations. The water plant here is in ruins, and the reservoir is already in the enemy-occupied area.
Without water supply, the drinking water must be boiled before drinking. If it is not clean, it will cause diseases such as malaria, and it will not be worth the loss.
Therefore, in order to ensure their own health, the Soviet army often boiled boiled water before drinking it, but this habit wastes a lot of fuel, which makes the higher-level command organization very dissatisfied.
Even so, despite the dissatisfaction of their superiors, the Soviet soldiers still went their own way. This was the little consolation they had left in the brutal war.
"Thank you." After taking the teacup, the soldier on guard smiled and thanked him, then took a sip from the teacup in both hands, and a warm current entered his chest.
"You're the fastest soldier I've ever seen. You're already an old guy here." The veteran found an ammo box, sat down, and said.
The survival rate of the Soviet army's supplementary soldiers on the front line is pitifully low. Any soldier who can survive a few battles will be recognized by everyone.
Everyone knows that it is very difficult for recruits to survive, so they are willing to take extra care of them.
It is precisely in this way that the Soviet army can accumulate more and more skilled soldiers under the premise of continuous losses of replenishment soldiers.
"To be honest, if I had a choice, I wouldn't want to stay here for a minute." The soldier drank the water in the teacup and said with a wry smile.
The veteran nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, I am a gardener. At least three months ago, I was a gardener... Who would have thought that I am a soldier now?"
The people fighting here rarely communicate with each other, because you can't tell when the friend you made becomes a corpse.
One second they told each other a heartfelt joke, and the next second they could only hug each other's arms and look for each other's heads. This was not a comfortable process.
Therefore, people here choose to remain silent and not talk to other people, so they will not feel pain when their comrades die in battle.
"Are you a gardener? I really didn't see it. You are really a good commander. If it weren't for you, I would have died yesterday." The soldier on guard was surprised and said in disbelief.
In yesterday's battle, he obeyed the order and survived, but the two self-initiated recruits were beaten into a sieve by bullets. So he admired the platoon leader in front of him and thought he was a good commander.
"Every day you live here, the more you know how to live." The veteran is the commander of these Soviet soldiers, the platoon leader of this infantry platoon. After he finished speaking, he asked again: "What about you? What do you do?"
"I'm a prisoner." The sentinel seemed to be recalling the past and said to the veteran, "Labor Camp No. 49 in Siberia~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is the worst place I've ever been."
"Reform through labor? I heard that there are some counter-revolutionaries there. What's your charge? Conspiracy to subvert the country?" The veteran seemed to be interested and continued to ask.
Stalin ordered some prisoners to be remitted, and then armed prisoners were sent to the front for consumption.
There are more than 200,000 such soldiers in the Soviet army.
10,000 people, but now there are not many left in the Moscow encirclement.
Some Soviet prisoners from all over the world were petty thefts and some were political prisoners in labor camps.
In the Stalin era, the Soviet Union had too many political prisoners. These people have been serving sentences in Siberia and other regions, and they are willing to do anything for their freedom.
"You may not believe it. My mother's cousin married a white bandit teacher. When they arrested me, I didn't even know it happened..." The young man smiled bitterly, and then said, "My father is A Red Army captain who committed suicide because of this."
No one can say exactly how many people were affected by the purge. However, in order to deal with officers in some sensitive parts, it is a very common phenomenon to set up tricks.
The veteran didn't know whether what the young man in front of him said was true, at least he thought what the other party said might happen. He really didn't know which was the real hell, the far-off, cold labor camp or the damned battlefield in front of him.
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