My own war game

Chapter 172: Great German Division

Lieutenant Colonel Vlalyushenko almost escaped from the first aid station, fearing that he would lose his composure in front of the soldiers the next second.

When he calmed down a little, he found that the political commissar was still following him.

"Is there any more bad news?" Lieutenant Colonel Vlalyushenko turned around and asked.

"Well, there is one more thing, but it has nothing to do with combat. The soldiers are discussing it..." The political commissar was still considering his words, as if he was unsure whether to say it or not.

"Comrade Political Commissar, it's already this time. If it has anything to do with morale, you'd better speak out." The lieutenant colonel regiment commander signaled his political commissar to continue.

"Some soldiers saw the special envoy. He went out from another corner of the village during the battle and has not returned yet." The political commissar hesitated and said it.

"Seeing that the situation was critical, he ran away..." Vlalyushenko muttered to himself.

"It's not right for you to say that, Comrade Commander!" a voice sounded from behind.

The two men turned around at the same time and were horrified to find a man in German military uniform standing behind them.

The two commanders were shocked and reached for their guns at the same time, but the man was much faster than they thought. He came in front of them almost instantly and used the weapon in his hand to press down the guns of the two men.

It was only then that Vlalyushenko discovered that underneath the German military cap was an oriental face.

"Comrade special envoy?" Political Commissar Donatolovsky was the first to see the person coming clearly.

"Be careful, Comrade Political Commissar. If you shoot any faster, I'll be dead." The other party withdrew the weapon in his hand. Only then did the two men realize that what were pressing down on their wrists were the barrels of two pistols.

Such great skills?!
"Comrade Special Envoy, it's so late, why are you wearing this..." The commander looked He Chi up and down.

"Oh, sorry, I noticed something and forgot to change my clothes before coming here. It seems that it is still my fault." The Oriental man nodded and apologized, then whispered, "I went to the German military camp."

what? !

To the Germans?! Alone?!
Both commanders showed an expression of disbelief until the Oriental man threw a backpack over to them, and then they finally believed it.

It was a full bag of medicine with German packaging!
"I took it when I passed by the enemy's field medical station." He Chi said calmly.

"That's great! Comrade Special Envoy, that's great! With these medicines, our wounded can... In short, it's great, thank you! Thank you so much! Comrade Special Envoy!" Vlalyushchenko was so excited that he was a little incoherent.

"Huh? What is this?!" The political commissar standing by noticed that there was a layer of something under the backpack.

After taking the item out, he discovered that it was made of very fine fabric and was very smooth. The commissar held the item close to a lantern and saw a pattern under the dim light:
The square silk satin has golden tassels on the four corners, and the main colors are black and red. The most prominent symbol in the center is a huge swastika under an eagle's claw, and the German word Grodeutschland is embroidered below. (Germany)
This is a military flag!
"You two may not know this yet, but the one facing us is the Grossdeutschland Division, which was reorganized from the Berlin Garrison. It was in Yugoslavia in the first half of this year, and was sent to Moscow this time to serve as a vanguard."

"This division has the best equipment and personnel. You two, we are probably on the sharp end of the Germans' sword."

"Comrade Special Envoy, can I ask where you got this thing?" Donatolovsky, who had finally recovered from his shock, spoke.

"I originally wanted to go to their command room to cause some trouble, but I didn't have the chance, so I could only take this as evidence." He Chi explained.

"Ahem!" said Donatolovsky, coughing. "I'm afraid you've caused them quite a bit of confusion. I think the commander on the other side is furious."

Four kilometers away, at the headquarters of the Grossdeutschland Division, the division commander, Colonel von Honaker, was furious.

"Idiot! Absolute idiot!"

"The saboteurs actually managed to steal the military flag in plain sight of everyone. This is a great humiliation for the German soldiers! What do you do as the captain of the security team?" "I'm sorry, Colonel, our outer guard has always been very strict, and we have never seen any suspicious elements. I don't know why..." The colonel in charge of the guard was also confused.

"Assholes! We will become a laughing stock! Listen, the first German division to lose its battle flag..."

The colonel walked back and forth twice, then told his adjutant, "This matter must be kept absolutely confidential. Let the guards keep it secret."

"Call for air force support tomorrow. We can only wash away this shame if we are the first to enter Moscow!"
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"Wow! Is it really a German military flag?! If we hand this over to Moscow, we will definitely get the Gold Star Medal, right?" Sergei stared at the thing in He Chi's hand with his eyes turned into the shape of a medal.

"Probably not. Capturing the military flag will only have special significance if the enemy is completely eliminated. However, that kind of honor should not be awarded to an individual." He Chi poured a bucket of cold water on him.

"Ha, it means it's useless. We might as well use it to wipe the horse's body." Sergei on the side suddenly came up with an idea.

"Huh? Not bad."

"This is Sergey's best idea in half a year!"

"Just do it!"

The soldiers suddenly thought this was a good idea, and after obtaining He Chi's consent, they soaked the entire military flag. The cavalrymen shouted and used Him to wipe the bodies of their horses.

Perhaps because the cloth was inconsistent with the usual ones, Shengli and the Mongolian horse felt very uncomfortable. They snorted and threw the military flag to the ground, and kicked it a few times, leaving it covered with spots of stains.

“Hahahaha, well done!” “I didn’t expect horses to hate Krauts too!”

The soldiers laughed, and at this time several shadows in the sky covered the town.

BOOM!!! BOOM!!! BOOM!!! BOOM!!!

The Germans launched an attack with the support of bombers, and the offensive on the second day began!

"Panzer III! 600 meters ahead! Reload!"

An anti-tank team was ambushed in a house. The gunner reported the enemy's position data and raised his clenched fist.

A shell was pushed into the magazine of the ZiS-3 anti-tank gun, and the muzzle was aimed at the steel behemoth that was rumbling towards it from the opposite side.

"Fire!" With the gunner's roar, the anti-tank gun let out its roar.

boom! ! !
The shells accurately hit the Type 3 tank and penetrated the opponent's side armor. The huge vehicle body instantly stopped on the ground with flames. After a while, several people with flames all over their bodies opened the cover of the tank, jumped off the tank, waving their hands wildly, and finally fell to the ground motionless.

"Ura!" The gunner on the side raised his arms and shouted, but just when he shouted halfway, the main gun of another tank aimed here.

boom! ! ! !

The wooden outer wall of the house was torn into pieces like toilet paper, and the eight-man anti-tank team of Soviet soldiers rushed out of the house with their rifles in hand.

Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da!

Under the roll-call shooting of the German machine gunner who had been prepared long ago, the Soviet soldier who fired only one shot fell in a pool of blood.

With the last Soviet anti-tank artillery crew killed, all the Soviet positions outside the town fell.

(End of this chapter)