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German-Russian border, 1966 year 3 month. !

After the outbreak of the Ukrainian uprising, the Germans quickly responded, from the previously captured Robinster to the Russian territory desperately close to match the Ukrainian uprising.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and the German side will never let it go, even if the damn Russia actually had heavy snowfall during the 3 month.

No matter what, no matter what bad weather or cold, it can’t stop the progress of the German army. No one will miss the possibility of turning the tide.

And this must rely on the tenacious and brave spirit of the German soldiers. . . . . .

“Is it OK here?”

“OK!” Simon looked at Zorn cautiously. Takot, handed the telescope: “Look, the Russians have not yet surrounded this place, let’s go one step ahead.”

Takot put the telescope close to his eyes. Even though he was wearing a glove, Takot felt it cold, as if he was holding a piece of ice: “A forest, a wooden house, a small lake with frozen ice… Simon Are you dead? How is it cold?” Tarcott pointed at the telescope and looked at him.

We met each other years ago. Simon is a child of the neighbor of Tacote. He is a little older than Takot, but in those years the children have no toys, and the children who are a few years old are also playing together. The blocks and stones are thrown at each other and thrown away.

“Zorn!” Simon took a look at Tacote’s boots: “Give me your kettle, my mom is frozen, can’t open.” Tarcott put down the telescope and handed the kettle over his waist, by the way. I squinted at the dozens of brothers who were ambushing in the snow with them. I remember when Simon joined the army, Simon’s mother called Tacote aside: “Zorn, promise me, take care of me.

‘Your brother, . . . . . “She said that at the time, and kissed Tarcott’s cheek: “God bless you.” ”

Tacote looked at each of the familiar faces behind him and some of them fought side by side with him. “Zorn! What do you see? Let’s attack!” The faces said to Takot, and they used the eyes to convey this clear message to Takot. Simon’s mother asked Tacote to “take more care of” his children, and Dad may not know what it means to “care more” on the battlefield. . . . . . Takot also has a mother, and he wants to go home alive.

“Zorn!” Simon took Takotra away from his thoughts: “Attack or not the brothers are frozen here!”

Takot finally took a look at the quiet wooden house, pine forest, and frozen lake at 200 meters. “Brothers, prepare!” A dozen warriors who have been squatting climbed from behind and gathered around Tacote, waiting for his arrangement. “Hansen, with Joe and Locke to the left behind the pile of snow waiting for me to charge. Otto don’t scratch your feet, take three people, carry a dynamite bag to the right ditch. Simon with Bo The five brothers of the Brandenburg Commando commando followed me, and we walked positive. Everyone threw away the weight and supplies, and ran fast–want to eat meat, want to smoke, squat in his mouth!” Tacote turned and took a shot of Simon’s helmet: “You kid is not allowed to run in front of me!”

“Now, the offense is ready for 60 seconds, wait for me to signal. Go!” The soldiers began to move to both sides.

“My bullets won’t let you.” Simon sneered and poked Tarcote with his butt. It was surprisingly cold around, everything was frozen and Takot didn’t even feel his legs.

The sky is cloudy, and the worse snow is likely to come at any time.

“Now…” Tacote looked around for the last time. Hansen and Otto used the gaze to tell Takot that they were ready: “… Charge!”

Takot climbed up from the ground and began to run around the snow kicked away by us, like the ripples in the water.

Behind Simon, several Brandenburg commando fighters almost ran to the front of Tacote – although only temporarily encountered, the amazing physical strength and will of these German elite commando soldiers always surprised Tacote.

The hot air spurted out of his mouth and shrouded Tarcote’s sight, but he used the glimpse of the left and right brothers to kick the snow like them and ran to the end of 200 meters at the fastest speed. .

The cabins and pine forests are still surprisingly quiet. For a moment, Tacote felt that his previous fears were superfluous. He ran with his own man and ran to a passage to freedom. . . . . . Or a trap leading to death. Tacote gasped, with a paranoia, hoping that there would be an old hunter or a coward wearing a leather jacket slouching out of the log house, and the momentum of their attack would not be able to move. . . . . . That’s all the concerns of Takot are superfluous.

When they advanced to 50 meters, there was indeed something out of the wooden house – not a coward, a bullet of the Russian army.

A mark screamed from the darkness of the cabin and lit a corner of the trap.

“Your Majesty! Your Majesty!” Takot shouted, tumbling forward, plunging his body into the snow in front of him. Takot heard the people behind him do the same thing, but he couldn’t see anything, and the snow tinged his face.

Takot immediately reached out to the grenade at the waist while lifting his head out of the snow. Mark did not focus on firing at the Germans. A group of people from Otto attracted their firepower. The short-term negligence of the Russian army was their only chance. Takot turned his head and did not wait for his orders. The soldiers of the commando team behind him had already set up their light machine guns.

“Simon! Smoke bomb! Fast!” Takot knows that at this time, only smoke bombs can isolate Mark’s line of sight, and they can have a chance to fight back.

“All right!”

“Throw!” Tacote shouted, pulling the strings and throwing a cylindrical smoke bomb into the snow of 30 meters.

“Ah-fuck!” Simon yelled, and Tarcott turned back and found the smoke bomb still in his hand: “The lid was frozen and could not be opened!”

“Get out! Let go!” The commando’s machine gunner shouted behind him. Takot rushed to avoid a roll, and the MG62 behind him wiped Tacote’s body and spit out the flames.

The bullet of the machine gun draws a straight line in the snow and fills the window of the cabin straight.

Tacote’s smoke bombs didn’t work, the snow around them was too thick, and the snow was estimated to be covered in smoke bombs, and the smoke did not spread.

“Zorn! Look at the woods!” Simon climbed to Tacote and pointed to the pine forest behind the cabin. A group of white soldiers gradually left the shadows of the pine trees and began to join the battle.

“We withdraw! We withdraw!” Tacote shouted: “This is surrounded by enemies! This is a trap – a trap!”

“Can’t withdraw!” Simon called Tacote in the sound of the machine gun. Tacote looked at him with surprise, thinking that the child he once knew was contaminated with too much fanaticism.

“Don’t withdraw, we all have to die here!” Tarcott pulled out a grenade from his waist and retorted.

“The encirclement will be getting tighter and tighter–now withdrawn, we will have no chance in the future! No!”

“Do you want to go out alive?” The sound of the machine gun made Tarcot almost unable to hear what he was shouting. He pulled the grenade and threw it at the wooden house.

“I don’t want to die in this ghost place – don’t die in this ghost place!” Simon pulled Tacote and shouted in his ear.

Only that moment, Takot saw fear in his eyes. Looking at him with surprise: “Do you want to escape?”

“Let’s together!” Simon’s face flashed a enthusiasm, as if all the hopes were inside: “Let’s go out – now!”

The surrounding is still a fanatic fire, shouting. In the distance, the three people on the left Hansen launched an assault on the pine forest. The three men carried the Sub Machine Gun and the grenade and tried to rush toward a small earthen bag not far from the pine forest, where they might be able to block the Russians. . . . . . But they only took a few steps and were shot by the Russians. Hansen’s grenade had not even been thrown out, he fell over in the snow, the grenade exploded, the snow was splashed, and Hasen’s body was torn.

Tacote looked to the right, and Otto had become a frozen corpse in the snow with his three brothers.

The soldiers behind the commando continued to fight around their machine guns. I do not know that supporting them is the desire for death or the hope for life.

Simon’s gun didn’t stop for a moment, he calmly pulled the bolt, pulled the trigger, aimed and loaded. The lean young man relied on the snow in front of him, shooting like a machine to the Russian army in the pine forest. . . . . . Out of Tacote’s expectations, we actually took advantage of this raid, and the Russians did not seem to have an absolute number advantage. When Tacote changed the fourth clip, the Russian army’s offensive collapsed and the survivors returned to the back woods in twos and threes.

“Transfer – right side.” Tarcott ordered the members of the Brandenburg Commando behind him and used their eyes to affirm their heroism. The latter did not say anything, panting a little tiredly ‘starting to close the MG62 bracket, the barrel caused a strong gray smoke due to overheating.

The ground trembles faintly, like a prelude to the earthquake.

“How is the right side?” Simon seems to have a better idea: “We should go to the wooden house and play with them in the woods!”

“The earth is shaking, little guy.” When Tarcott said this, he would tell him again: Tank is coming.

Tacote grabbed some ammunition and grenades from a fallen commando brother behind him, and there was actually a small cake. . . . . . Then catch up with a few people, our cats are on the waist, moving in the snow to the place where the right-wing Otto several soldiers died.

The surroundings were very quiet. Several bodies also turned into the color of snow, as if nothing had happened.

After a series of difficult shifts, they arrived. The Russians’ shots were not good, and several cold guns did not hit them. The place where Otto and others were killed was a shallow place. Takot quickly ordered the commando soldiers to base the bodies of several people, make a simple bunker, and put the machine gun behind.

Otto is a veteran who loves his body. Whether at the rear or at the front, Old Otto exercised his muscles every night. The old guy has repeatedly claimed that he is undoubtedly the most fit man in the division. Tacote recalled these interesting details and raised his body with the commandos. Otto’s body was riddled with Marc, and there was almost no human form. He still held a hand grenade that was not thrown out.

Tacote took the grenade and didn’t enter his waist.

There seems to be a rare gap in the battle, and neither side has humans to organize any offense.

Takot took out the smoke, comforted a few soldiers of the Brandenburg Commando, and then came to the other side of the depression. “We can go out!” Takot climbed to Simon and whispered to him. Simon is loading his rifle. He doesn’t look up, but his mouth has a curve: “We can definitely go out – as long as we don’t die in the hands of this tank!”

He said that Tarcott’s smile disappeared. . . . . . Under Otto’s body, they also pressed the unburned dynamite bag – their only hope against Tank.

“What day is it today? Little guy?” “Little guy: It was the nickname that Tarcott had given him since childhood.

The ground has been shaking all the time, as if it is slowly approaching. The Russian army in the woods is supported by their Tank. !

“8.” He glanced at the watch, but did not seem to notice Tacote’s abuse of him.

“11, Simon – If Takot remembers it correctly, 3 month 11 is your birthday, right?” In this calm gap of battle, Takot took out the cigarette case and pulled out a stopper. Go into the mouth of an old friend and then get angry.

Simon smiled tiredly, squinting at Tacote: “Oh… for so many years, you actually remember.” He held the cigarette with two fingers and took it out, spitting out the gray smoke.

Tacote noticed that his fingers were shaking.

“The 3 month 11 of the previous year, where are you, little guy?”

“364 11 number, forget it, Zorn, then we were training at the Hausen Barracks, your physical training failed… Ah!”

“Challenging!” Takot retorted: “I just didn’t enter the good standard – the normal person is me! You are not normal!”

Simon smiled. “I am not normal… yeah, so I was elected to the SS, but you didn’t.” Indeed, after 64 years, Takot was incorporated into the Defence Infantry Division. Simon was elected to the “Skulls” division, the most elite division of the SS.

“Are you going home to see it later?” Tarcott thought of Simon’s mother.

“No, I have never returned home.” He looked up at the sky and took a sigh of relief.

“Later, where are you in 65?”

“65 years… I think…Berlin ・I was in Berlin at the time.”

“Don’t find a girl to do it?” Takot smirked at him and took a cigarette.

“Oh… don’t mention it. Your Defence Forces can go out and look for a girl, and our SS will not let anything… Ji Hema is strict… Hey, look at God. On the part… don’t mention this, Zorn.” Simon bored his head and began to concentrate on smoking.

They only met with their friends a few weeks ago. Many of the troops were mixed together and they met. Before that, they had no news of each other. It seems that these years of experience have changed Simon, the brave and straightforward child in the impression of Tacote.

They were silent for a while: “Then you think 66 3 of 11 year, where are you on your 23 birthday? Ha?” Tarcott pretended to naively elbow him with his elbow.

“Oh…” Simon smiled gloomyly and looked very tired: “If we can’t move on in the next two days… that’s probably Tacote’s last birthday.”

Sneering staring at Tacote, smoking the last cigarette, and then throwing away the cigarette butt impatiently: “But…..who is the mother who cares… my birthday? Who do you think I am? … heads? Hehe… no no-no!” Simon shook his head, grabbed the smoke from Tacote’s mouth and stuffed it into his mouth.

Simon looked painful, Tacote knew, but Tacote couldn’t tell.

“Little guy,” Tacote patted his shoulder like a big brother: “I want to keep you alive.”

Simon sneered at Tacote, he almost laughed, but Takot knew that it was not ironic: “Really?”

“Oh… really.” Takote said seriously, patted his chest, but finally laughed.

Takot is at Laughing Joke himself, this ridiculous promise!

The Russian Tank appeared on the frozen lake ice on the right side of the cabin. The Russian army in the pine forest also resumed the offensive with the support of Tank. Several commandos bravely braved the guns of Tank, but the situation was different from what they expected. . . . . . There are two enemy tanks.

And they only have one explosive pack.

Dead.

“Simon! Don’t come over! Don’t come over!” Tarcott grabbed the explosives bag from Simon: “Stay there! Don’t move!” Simon was wounded, and a bullet was cold and he couldn’t get into his thigh. The blood came out, but it was frozen on the wound.

The “little guy” yelling Takot couldn’t hear, the machine gun’s fire, Takot couldn’t hear, the Russians’ screaming screaming Takot couldn’t hear. . . . . . In the mind of Tacott, there are only two Russian Tanks in front!

Knock them off, the road ahead to victory! You can’t stop them, everyone has to die in this ghost place!

“Let’s withdraw! Don’t worry about us! Let’s go forward! Let’s go! – Report that we are dying! Fast!” Tarcott turned back and shouted at the warriors of the Brandenburg commando, but they didn’t seem to have I heard the voice of Tacote.

The ground is covered with snow, in front of two Russian Tanks that have not yet noticed Tacote. This lightweight tank is deadly for infantry.

Takot is already close to one of the Tanks. It found the Germans and fired a row of machine guns at Takot. Tarcott tumbling, barely avoiding, the ice was thick, and the bullets did not shoot through it. But Tacote couldn’t take care of it anymore – he immediately took out the lighter from his pocket and finally lit the explosive pack.

No more hesitation, or victory – or die! Tacote screamed wildly, then he leaped and threw the explosives bag.

“Boom! Hey!” The thick ice was blown up, and the first Russian army Tank was still on fire, but it also sank with the broken ice.

It never stopped fighting and eventually disappeared into the lake like a battleship!