Steel Soviet Union

The stolen Wehrmacht winter coat could not be found, and Comrade Second Lieutenant was too lazy to send people to plunder the German prisoners. It was a stupid waste of time!

Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division is a super elite unit with the title of a loving father. It can be protected by tanks, aircraft and rocket launchers whenever it shakes, and group attacks are basic operations. In terms of logistics and supplies, it is even more generous.

The winter coats distributed by superiors are not only enough for personal use, but there is even a surplus that can be replaced at any time.

The soldier who took the order quickly and slowly got a brand new coat, and handed it over to the second lieutenant comrade without hesitation.

Weighing the brand new Red Army winter coat in his hand, Comrade Second Lieutenant felt as if he had chewed a bunch of flies in his mouth.

The uniform of the great Red Army is actually going to be worn on this German guy? Or should you give it yourself? What the hell is this? I never dreamed that something so disgusting would happen!

Comrade Second Lieutenant, who hesitated for a long time with his coat in his arms, still couldn't take it off, so he had no choice but to turn around with an expression as if he had eaten a fly.

"Go give him this dress."

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"Okay, comrade commander.

Sometimes no one wants to do something, but you have to do it because of orders. It is not up to you to decide whether to do it or not. It is basically the same as the social beasts of the 21st century in later generations.

It was naturally a good thing to have a coat on him. Instantly, Major Winter felt that his whole body was no longer so bitterly cold and windy. He subconsciously looked back and saw the Red Army soldier who had put the coat on him. Behind him, looking at him helplessly, expressionless.

"Get dressed yourself, this is for you."

There was no hint of concern in the tone of his words, but Major Winter, who suddenly felt that the cold had completely gone away from him, still couldn't help but want to blurt out.

"Thank you"

The words spoken were not in German but in Russian. This was one of the few Russians that Major Winter learned after arriving on the Soviet battlefield on the Eastern Front.

The first time I said this was purely by chance, it could even be said to be an unexpected start.

Major Winter's bucket truck overturned into a ditch on the side of the road due to the slippery snowy icy road. The people in the truck fell to pieces on the spot, fainted and died, and there was no way to save themselves. At that time, Major Winter was hit on the head without any warning and passed out.

An old Ukrainian couple who happened to be passing by bumped into the scene of the car accident. For some unknown reason, they took the initiative to lend a helping hand to save the foreigners and invaders in the car.

When Major Winter woke up, he was surprised why the old couple did this to save these invaders who set foot on their homeland. However, the old couple did not leave any answer, but left Major Winter with his head in confusion as he left.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

The echoes of the shouts drifted far away in the open snowfield with the cold wind. Major Winter still didn't get any answer. Only the old couple staggered, carrying firewood for heating on their backs, supporting each other step by step in the snow. The figure slowly recedes away.

Subtlety is often an appropriate description for psychological changes, and this was also the case with Major Winter.

Some subtle changes that he could hardly detect started from this time. Thinking about it now, Major Winter probably felt that maybe the identity of an invader really didn't suit him at all. In other words, even though I hold such a title now, I don't want to do such a thing from the bottom of my heart, let alone destroy the peaceful life of the people who have lived here for generations.

Regarding that perverted madman Staufen who took pleasure in killing people as a means of having fun, Major Winter wished that the SS leader would be executed on the spot as soon as possible! He believes that as long as he has enough evidence in his hand, this guy will be punished. At least he will have to get out of his position of power as far as possible. Even if he doesn't die, he will have to go home and eat himself!

Therefore, we collected those photos that were later seen by Malashenko, and indirectly led to the evidence that the second Japanese traitor "Valensky" was executed on the spot. The original starting point and reason of everything was just that Major Winter wanted to take this matter to the military police, or anyone who could take charge of the matter, and report the scumbag Staufen.

With this cotton-padded coat that can keep out the cold, Major Winter, who had been so cold that even his nose had ice particles on the tip of his nose, finally felt that he was better off now. Just like a dying person was given a shot of magic medicine tonic, maybe the recovery of life starts from here.

"Feeling better? Can you move?"

Comrade Second Lieutenant, who looked unkind, stepped forward, and the words he blurted out to Major Winter still had no warmth, just as biting as the bleak cold wind.

"Well, it's much better. These clothes are really warm."

Comrade Second Lieutenant, who had a good grasp of German and had reached the proficiency index, nodded, and then raised his right hand to point forward.

"Okay, I can do that. Let's set off right away to meet your comrade."

Although the process was difficult and even somewhat difficult, Major Winter, led by the second lieutenant who no longer used violence, finally arrived in front of the long-awaited Malashenko in a Gas jeep.

"What a fool! I haven't seen you for a while, why did you freeze this guy to look like this grandson?!"

Malashenko, who was counting on Major Winter to be of great use, was really frightened. Can he really be sure that everything is fine after being frozen like this? It looked and felt like the whole person had just been fished out of an ice cave, and he was trembling all over.

The "VIP person" who was personally designated by himself was frozen like this idiot. Our teacher and comrade Lao Ma naturally looked unhappy. His face was as black as the bottom of a pot in the cold weather, and he was about to go crazy. edge.

Comrade Political Commissar who was standing by didn’t know what was going on, but because he was responsible for handling the matter himself, logically he was directly responsible for Malashenko, so at this moment Comrade Political Commissar also had a look on his face. Embarrassing, quite bad.

What's going on?

The political commissar who wanted to know the answer glanced directly at the second lieutenant who was in charge of custody. That special look that was rarely shown, but once it was revealed, something was bound to happen, frightened Comrade Second Lieutenant, who was in a panic, and trembled all over.

"There's no need to ask anyone else. It was me who accidentally lost my coat. Mr. Second Lieutenant also specially found a coat for me. I'm very grateful to him. Seriously."