Winter in Stalingrad

Gennasi leaned on Bach's chest and put his arms around his neck.The contented teen gives a deep kiss to the equally contented German beneath him.

"kindness--"

After kissing for a full minute, Bach realized that this kid couldn't stop at all.If this goes on, there will be another round, but the German is too concerned about the environment they are in now, and he grabs Gennasi by the back of the neck and pulls him away.The latter whimpered and waved his paws like a child, not wanting it to end like this.

"Stupid! Get me dressed." Bach felt like he was holding a dog in his hand: "Victor might have a backup key for this room."

Now it's over for anyone to find out if you hug a piece naked like this.No matter how reluctant Gennasi was, he had to face up to this problem.

After putting on his military uniform with a pout, the Soviet boy sat down on the sofa, leaving Bach the only place where he could sleep comfortably.The German turned over and put his arms around the boy's neck.

This intimate action warmed the boy's heart.

"Even if I'm seen like this now, there shouldn't be any misunderstanding." Bach's breathing sounded softly in my ears.

Gennasi didn't splash, just wrapped Bach's hand around his own.The German followed the boy's collarbone to the chain that hung around his neck.

"I never told you before, child." He looked at the beautiful faces of the two loud women in his hand through the back of Gennasi's neck.

"My mother, half Jewish."

The Soviet turned his head all of a sudden, he looked into Bach's light blue eyes, and caressed the boy with a trace of coolness in the night.

"What did you say?" Gennasi grabbed the fabric of the sofa, his voice trembling.

"When I was eight years old, the domestic policy towards Jews had started to turn bad. To be on the safe side, my father sent me to the UK in the name of studying, but by the time he was ready to let my mother come over, it was too late. She I and my grandfather's family were sent to the ghetto, which was abandoned soon after, and they were transported to the concentration camp area by the Nazis with other Jews. I didn't know these things until I grew up.

My father was afraid that I would run back by myself, so he never told me about the family situation. He sent me living expenses and tuition fees on time.I lived from 8 years old to 18 years old alone in the UK.I didn't return to Germany until I was admitted to the University of Berlin. "

"I don't even know if my mother is alive or dead." Bach laughed at himself, "I won't even let the Germans around me know her true identity."

Gennasi wanted to tell him that maybe your mother was still alive.But he knew it was better not to hold on to such hopes.He still knew how the Germans would deal with the Jews, not to mention death, even if they were still alive, they had suffered all kinds of pain in the concentration camps.

Bach said he didn't know whether she was alive or dead, but in fact he was struggling with it himself.

"So, I wouldn't hold out hope."

Bach said in a low voice, and hugged Gennasi a little tighter: "You'd better learn from me, you understand what I'm talking about?"

Gennasi froze, his pupils dilated instantly.

He bit his lower lip, but couldn't hold it back, tears trickled down his cheeks.He didn't dare to make a sound, he knew that his nose might be red now, and he must look ugly.Originally he wished he could act like a man, but he couldn't.It turned out that Bach had to wipe his face for him.

"Why..." Gennasi choked up and said, "Why do you have to be here now?"

Don't say it at this time, this should obviously be the beginning of a beautiful relationship.

"Because I know very well that when we walk out of here tomorrow, I'm afraid we won't have a chance to see you again."

"No. We'll see each other again, I swear."

Bach turned Gennasi's face and forced him to look into his eyes:

"Listen, kid. Even if you're right and we have a chance to meet again, it's just a meeting. Is this what you want?"

The Soviet boy shook his head and wanted to shake off his hand, but the German was very persistent and had no intention of letting him go.

"This is the truth, Gennasi! You must accept it!"

Gennasi raised his eyes, under the long eyelashes, Bach's face was imprinted in his pair of clear pupils.

"Damn..." Bach couldn't go on.

Fuck the adults, fuck the restraints.

He pressed Gennasi into his arms with great strength, and the boy's tears wet his chest.

This is the last time.

It was the last time he could cry like a child.

He knew one thing very well, even if he and Bach didn't want to, they had to face reality.

In his future life, he will miss this time of tonight every night.

after a few weeks.

At the camp of the [-]nd Assault Squad.The team members are counting the weapons and ammunition that have just been released. They have received new orders and will soon participate in the counterattack called Operation Uranus.Everyone knows that this is a full-scale counterattack, and the survival rate is very low.

If half of the brothers who come back here are still alive next time, it is probably because God is looking after them, right?

Gennasi packed his weapons and luggage early in the morning, and his own eyelashes froze from his breath on a bitterly cold morning at the end of November.

The boy found his old captain, Agavnovich, and handed over a piece of paper in his hand to the captain of the second commando.

That was his transfer order, which was communicated last night, but the transfer deadline is today.Gennasi was reluctant to part with these comrades who had gone through life and death, and he showed the transfer order to Agavnovich just before departure.

"A tank company?"

The old captain could understand why he was transferred away alone.He reached out and stroked Gennasi's hair.

"You can finally go back to what you do best, kid."

Gennasi was temporarily transferred to the Second Assault Squad because the tanks couldn't drive into the city. After getting along with each other for several months, under the care of these veterans, he became an infantry soldier who could handle his own duties.

But these people knew that no matter how good this brat became, there was still a more suitable battlefield waiting for him.

"Captain." Gennaxi gave a military salute, his expression was completely different from when he just became a volunteer, and even his voice was deeper than it was a few months ago.

Especially since he left and came back last time, he has matured a lot all of a sudden.

"I have to go," he said. "Forgive me, I don't want people taking the time to say goodbye."

Compared with those brothers who died on the battlefield, he was only transferred to other troops.He is not a child, and he is reluctant to leave no matter where he leaves.He is still in his own country, and he is still a soldier. As long as he has his legs, he can fight to defend this land no matter where he goes.

Agavnovich originally wanted to say something to him, but he swallowed all kinds of words that he had prepared to instruct him.

The boy's eyes are clear and firm, he no longer needs these instructions.

In the end, the old captain just gave Gennaxi a hug that belonged to his father.Agavnovich lost his own son in World War I, just as Gennasi's father died in the same battle.Perhaps because of spiritual needs, Gennasi often called him Daddy affectionately, and his teammates also booed and called him that.

Such a father-son friendship gradually developed between them.

There were moments when he had the illusion that he was fighting alongside his dead son.

The boy let go of his captain, threw the luggage on his shoulders, and rushed to his battlefield without looking back.

Under the backlight, the back figure, which was thinner than many soldiers, was suddenly rendered so real.

苏联军队的坦克T-34在性能上不如德国正在服役的虎式坦克，虎式前侧和两侧的装甲非常坚固，T-34必须在200~500米这样近距离接触的情况下，才有可能击穿德国坦克的装甲。然而虎式可以做到在1000多米外就击毁一架T-34。

The disparity in weapon configuration was not enough to make the Soviets retreat.In response to the unfavorable situation, Commander Zhukov formulated a new combat plan.

German tanks generally consist of three Tigers in a triangular attack formation.Although weapons are high-end, they need to spend more cycles to manufacture if they are too elite.The Germans have tanks as powerful as the Tiger, but the number that can be put on the battlefield is really pitifully small.A set of three is proof of its rarity.

In order to effectively combat the advance of Tiger tanks, the T-34 array is even larger, with 4 to 6 machines in one group, and each T-34 is equipped with a gunner and driver, three loaders and a backup player.

Gennasi looked at the group of soldiers in front of him.

When he first received the transfer order, he never thought that he, a 17-year-old boy soldier, would be the captain, and they would be one of the first frontline soldiers to encounter the German army in this battle.

The boy touched his nose, and his rank rose to the rank of enlisted captain in no time.

It's worth it if you bite the bullet.

Gennasi took a deep breath:

"Our task is to hide the T-34 on both sides of the German tanks in advance. This will be easier for you to aim, because what you have to operate is no longer a moving tank. Of course, the relative There is no chance of changing direction and fleeing. But don't worry, the [-]st tank squad and infantry will complete the decoy mission. They have more experience than us. When the Germans turn to attack us, the [-]st squad will fight us Let's attack this group of tigers in a coordinated battle."

"Captain Sidorov." A young player raised his hand and raised his own question: "How do you determine the timing of the attack?"

"I will fire the first shot, and you will fire right away." Gennasi replied: "I can calculate the best attack distance and time. Before that, all you have to do is aim at the target and be patient." , and then attack when I fire the first shot."

To be honest, Gennasi had no idea about the success rate of this tactic.It is theoretically feasible, but he has experienced many seemingly feasible battles in Stalingrad, and the brothers around him still paid their lives one after another.

This is his first time as the captain, and he can even be said to be the youngest among the thirty or so people.Gennasi could see some people looking at him with blatant mistrust. From the expressions on his face, he could easily tell that these people were volunteers who had just arrived at the front line this month.

Only veterans listened carefully to him, discussing tactical details with him.

But they are also restless.

You can't talk here endlessly, this task must be completed overnight.

"It's almost time. Everyone will act according to the group I just divided. The infantry team has already dug trenches for me to accommodate the tanks. Each of them will drive the tanks of their own group to the corresponding position, use soil to bury the camouflage, and then wait for the Germans. People are calling. You must remember that you are not allowed to use radios, make noise, or leave the combat position. Even if you want to go to the toilet, you must use the urinal to solve it! You can’t act until I give a signal.”

"Yes!"

More than 30 people answered at the same time.

Gennasi and four other crew members got into their T-34 tank.

Of course, their group is also a specially equipped driver, but the first thing this young man who looks no bigger than Gennaxi enters the tank is to identify each device first.Probably because he knew and operated most of the functions, the young man hurriedly touched the steering wheel.

Gennasi grabbed his wrist before his hands could touch the steering wheel.

"Have you ever actually driven a tank before? Do you remember how many kilometers you drove?"

"I've driven it twice." The young man replied unconvinced, but he dared not lie after all, these records can be found.

Gennasi didn't talk nonsense to him any more, and waved his hands in a gesture of getting out of the way.One thing he has to admit is that he hasn't touched the operation panel for a long time, and it's shameful to compete with a novice for experience, but he needs to warm up.

The boy pasted the map with the expected location on the cold iron block, and then drove the tank to walk.

The rest of the tanks also started up one after another and drove to their respective predetermined locations.

These soldiers must drive the tanks into the pits dug by the infantry, and then cover the parts exposed on the horizontal line with soil.This step is especially important because if it looks unnatural, the tank's hiding spot will be exposed to German scouts.

In order to deceive the public, the work must be completed before dawn.Next, we must wait for the Tiger to drive into the range of the T-34.

When the battle started, the sky was already bright, and the German army may have wanted to get a good view.The infantry and tank companies that were tasked with the first wave of feint attacks were indeed struggling to retreat.

The sound of a huge machine running passed by, it was the sound of a tiger-style motor.

The Soviets were very afraid of this weapon of war. In order to let the soldiers overcome their inner fear, the headquarters once ordered them to stay in the trenches, and the tanks still drove over their heads.

Gennasi licked his lips. The Tiger had entered the range of the first two deployed T-34s in the squad. He was in this echelon himself, and his tank's muzzle was aimed at the two T-34s. The unimpeded Tiger on the road in the middle.His heart was inevitably agitated, but the boy knew that now was not the perfect time to attack, so he had to be patient.

The three Tigers moved on, and they came within range of the second-tier T-34s.As long as they drive to the front of the third echelon, Gennaxi can fire.

Unfortunately, accidents always happen on the battlefield.

A Tiger on the right suddenly began to slow down while turning the turret to the right.

"Fuck it!"

Gennasi cursed harshly.

The Germans have discovered the tanks of the second echelon!

Their scouts are not vegetarian either.

Without hesitation, the boy immediately attacked.

"boom----"

The first shell hit the target. It penetrated the hard shell of the Tiger, directly into the cockpit, and blew the cover of the Tiger on the right to the sky.

The other deployed T-34s followed Gennasi and began to lay siege to the two remaining Tigers in the encirclement.

The boy did not join the siege. He operated the T-34 and turned the muzzle 180 degrees. Behind them, the second group of three Tiger tanks had already started firing at them.

"Hurry up and reload!"

Gennasi ordered, and almost at the same time, the land a few meters away from them was blown up, and their T-34 suddenly shook violently as if in an earthquake.

"We're going to be blown up!!" cried the loader grimly, knowing the Tiger's range well.

"Can't hit!" Gennasi shouted: "Our tank's whole body is buried in the soil, and it's at a low place. The Tiger's muzzle can't turn down!"

This is not true, the Tiger can of course turn the muzzle down, but it takes time to re-aim.Moreover, it is indeed not so easy to hit the T-34 buried in the soil.

This means they still have a chance of winning.

After the second shell was loaded, Gennasi turned the muzzle quickly again.

"boom--"

As soon as the cannonball hit, the teenagers knew they had won the lottery.

The leading tiger instantly became a pile of scrap iron that only smoked.

The Tigers of the second echelon were moving too fast and had already entered their range.Even if they retreat now, they must survive the bombardment of two T-34s.

continue!

Gennasi glanced at the loader. This time, he didn't particularly need orders from his superiors. Their speed determined whether they could survive. The team member immediately loaded new shells.

It is a pity that these two Tigers are not within the range of the second and third echelons of the T-34, and the other team members can only stare blankly.

Another tank in the first echelon of the T-34 has also completed its turn and began to attack the Tiger behind it.

The Tiger on the left turned its muzzle and aimed at the tank on the left of the first T-34 echelon.

"boom----"

That T34 was blown up right away.

"Captain!" Seeing his comrades die in an instant, the volunteer who was on the battlefield for the first time panicked.

"Reload..." Gennasi bit his lip and uttered the word.

The boy fired his third shot of the day.

Like the two hits before, it also hit the target.

But Gennasi knew that luck had run out.

Finally the Tiger began to retreat, while its muzzle fired towards Gennasi's position.The opponent understands that his opponent is a rare and ruthless character, but the effective range of the Tiger is far greater than that of the T-34. As long as he exits the range of the T-34, it is only a matter of time to counter-kill.

"withdraw!"

Gennasi ordered without the slightest hesitation.He reached out to pull the arm of the soldier below him, and lifted the adult soldier with one hand, sending him up the escape ladder.Then he hugged the other three teammates.

It will be a one-sided escape outside the tank.

The boy was the last person to climb out of the T-34 tank. He pushed the back of the teammate in front of him while retreating in the direction of his own infantry team.

Sorry, but one Tiger remained in the end.

Gennasi couldn't help but feel pity and deep remorse.

He knew that this mistake would cost the lives of a group of infantrymen.

The last Tiger finally hit the T-34 they had just abandoned, flipping part of the tank into the air.

The huge impact came from behind, and Gennasi pushed his teammates away with all his strength. He fell to the grass himself, and then, the splashed layer of soil sprinkled on them.

My ears couldn't hear anything, and my mind went blank.

The young volunteer soldier propped himself up, and the lower half of his body was almost half-buried in the soil.The young man struggled to get out, and his hand touched a soft mass.

It was a person's hair, and the light brown hair shone amazingly in the dirt.

"team leader!"

The soldiers slapped the dirt off the man's head, and his hands were scratched by stones.

A shell exploded not far from him, but for a moment the volunteers, faced with the possibility of death, forgot even to flee.He didn't want to see Captain Gennazi's body, especially after he had saved him.

"Hmm..." Gennasi raised his head abruptly and took a deep breath.

"Captain!" The volunteer couldn't believe his eyes, he was still alive, thank God.

Gennasi grabbed his hand with too much force and almost broke the volunteer's hand bone.

"Engineering shovel..." There was a murderous look in the boy's tone.

"??"

The volunteer soldier frowned suspiciously, and he rolled his eyes.

Then he saw it.

Gennasi's left foot was pinned down by the part of the thrown tank, and his lower body was completely immobile.The flesh and blood were torn apart by the iron clods, and the white bones stuck to the clods of soil were clearly visible.

The cruel scene almost brought tears to the volunteer's eyes, and his hair stood on end just looking at the wound.

"Give me the shovel!"

"Captain..." The volunteer soldier vaguely began to understand what the boy was going to do.

"Don't waste time!" Gennasi yelled.

The volunteers had no choice but to take out the shovel and hand it over to the young captain who was younger than him.

Gennasi took off his army cap and stuffed it into his mouth, so he had something to bite into to vent.

The pain intensified as he looked at the wound.But he tried his best to adjust his breathing, and then raised the shovel in his hand without even half a second of hesitation.

He smashed the sapper shovel hard against his left foot.

One, two, three, four...

Bone fragments and blood spots splashed on Gennasi's pale face, and the boy could feel nothing but pain.His teammates couldn't bear to watch this scene, closed their eyes and turned their heads.

Gennasi broke his left foot with a shovel.

After doing all this, he put his hands on the ground, and with the help of his teammates' shoulders, he finally got up.

"Walk……"

he said weakly.

The volunteer stooped to pick up his captain, and Gennasi weighed much less than he had expected.

Behind him came the sound of German infantry boots stamping on the ground, and he began to run.

In front of him were the Soviet infantry who were also rushing to the battlefield. Under the cover of the Katyusha artillery, several soldiers came to them.

Gennasi's consciousness was getting blurred, and he had lost too much blood.In his line of sight, a familiar face appeared in front of him.

Agavnovich was yelling something.

"Dad..."

He laughed and cried at the same time.

I'm sorry dad.

Before losing consciousness, Gennasi thought so.

Possibly, you will lose another son.