A clever woman is hard to cook without rice.▲∴▲∴, for soldiers, defending their country is a duty, but without weapons and ammunition, it is really difficult for them to deal with. They cannot use their flesh and blood to beat the enemy's steel monsters.

Only some extremists believe that this practice is reasonable. In their opinion, sacrificed their lives for the country is as simple and reasonable as drinking water and eating. Even if it is obviously a behavior of dying, they cannot retreat and preserve their strength. Instead, they must die to be a hero.

For example, the political commissar of the battalion where the armored train is located is such a person. When the armored train requested reinforcements from the battalion headquarters through the phone and asked for immediate ammunition supply, the political commissar suddenly snatched the phone and shouted: "Comrade Victor, don't just focus on these objective difficulties. Revolutionaries should be more cheerful and should look at the problem with a positive revolutionary mentality. No problem cannot be solved. As long as you insist on your belief, all difficulties will be solved!"

The armored train was so angry that they wanted to drop the phone on the spot. What nonsense are they talking about? He is not a god. He can turn bullets and shells into one belief. How can I fight without ammunition?

Faced with the questioning of the armored train, the political commissar continued to say steadily: "How to fight is your commander's problem. As the political commissar, I care about your mentality and beliefs. As long as you have faith and persistence..."

This time the armored train hung up the phone without hesitation. This nonsense is a waste of time. Instead of listening to that fool, it is better to save some saliva!

However, what the armored train did not expect was that the political commissar was very angry and called again. He also asked the armored train to answer the phone and receive ideological education. He was so angry that the armored train rushed up and wanted to curse. However, what he did not expect was that Yevgeny took the call in front of him and made a gesture to tell him not to make a sound.

"Comrade Boris, I am Evgeny. Comrade Victor is now commanding the battle. If you have anything to say to me..." It seems that Evgeny is going to be a peacemaker? Then you underestimate this young man too much. Speaking of this, he changed his subject and taught the somewhat inexplicable political commissar: "Comrade Boris, if you are teaching this, there is no need. Even Comrade Victor, we are all good party members and soldiers. No one is afraid of life and death, and no one is not inadequate in ideological awareness. We need ammunition now, and we cannot fight without ammunition. If the battalion department still wants us to continue to hold our position, then hurry up and talk less nonsense and give us ammunition immediately!"

After saying that, Yevgeny hung up the phone without hesitation. His determination and decisiveness made the armored train stunned. That was the political commissar of the battalion. The person who could determine the fate of each soldier and cadre in their battalion was, and someone actually gave him a lesson without hesitation. Isn’t this a way to cause hatred for himself!

The armored train frowned and said, "You shouldn't be so impulsive and offend that guy..."

Yevgeny smiled indifferently and waved his hand indifferently: "Don't care, it's just a jumping clown, it's not worth mentioning!"

The armored train was startled by Yevgeny's tone. The battalion political commissar was at least a major, and Yevgeny is only a second lieutenant now, and he is three levels away! Where did you get such courage? However, the armored train soon thought of the rumor that had been circulating in the regiment before. It is said that Comrade Yevgeny's background is very not simple. There was a great god behind him, and even the commander was polite to him.

In the eyes of armored trains, there are probably only leaders at the military level. As for more advanced leaders, such as army-level or front-level military level, armored trains are a bit unimaginable. The reason is very simple. Is it necessary for children of leaders at the army-level and front-level military level to come to the front line of hardship and danger?

Take the armored train for example. He was just the chief of staff of the division and a colonel. He could find ways to save him from death back then. A more senior leader, whose children participated in this war, would go to the political department or the division-level staff or logistics department to make a fuss and work hard on the front line. This is unscientific!

It has to be said that the armored train underestimated the old revolutionary consciousness and did not rule out that their children would enjoy some privileges, but in this war, they did not use their power to evade responsibility for their children.

In history, Stalin's two sons participated in the war. The eldest died in a German prisoner of war camp. As for the second son who was later hacked out of the air, it was not that bad. The one who was also a real air hero, not a candid bag or an embroidered pillow.

In this historical time and space, Trotsky's eldest and second sons served in the army, one was a pilot and the other was a tanker, and he also fought on the front line. Sverdlov's son did not use his power to escape military service, but worked diligently as an infantryman. Luzutak's daughter was a little better and sang and danced in the front line art troupe. The third brother of the Derrensky family served in the naval submarine force. The only thing that had little to do with this war was the child of a certain immortal, but those two little kids had just reached the age of being a soy sauce, so what was enough? Should they let the child who was still young and had a fight with the German devils?

As for children like Yevgeny who are not children of the central leadership, it is not uncommon in this war. They, together with many ordinary Soviets, assume their own responsibilities and fulfill their obligations.

Of course, it is undeniable that they will receive some preferential treatment and will definitely have an advantage over ordinary people in promotion. However, there has never been absolute equality in this world. The starting point between people is high and low, and this is a transfer of any individual's will. True people with ability and talent will not only worry about this, but will rush to catch up.

For example, in the armored train, his ability is dozens of streets worse than that of Yevgeni's uncle, but his current ability is still above Yevgeni. When it comes to commanding battles, Yevgeni has to learn from him honestly.

"We cannot wait. The battalion department must have difficulties. In the absence of ammunition, we also have to fight and win the battle!" The armored train first cheered up, and then proposed his solution: "Let the comrades collect ammunition immediately and find solutions from the sacrificial comrades. If they don't work, find solutions from the enemy!"

The armored train did it as soon as possible. He handed over the work of collecting ammunition on his own position to commander Evgeny. But he brought two or three soldiers to fight the Germans.

"This is too dangerous!" said Yevgeny.

The armored train smiled and replied, "There is no danger in war. The difference is whether this risk is worth it!" After saying that, he jumped out of the position like a strong antelope and rushed towards the German corpse group ahead.

The Germans on the opposite side were startled. They did not expect someone to rush out to die, so they did not shoot at the armored train at the beginning. However, about three seconds later, they woke up, and fired together with long spears and short cannons, causing dirt to splash around the armored train.

Yevgeny's heart was hanging in his throat, fearing that in the next moment, the armored train would be torn to pieces by the enemy's barrage. However, the armored train was very smart. Although he was brave, he was not reckless. He chose the route to advance from the beginning, and always carried forward with the help of bullet craters or destroyed tanks and armored vehicles. Therefore, although the German firepower was fierce, it could not hurt him at all.

Among the corpse groups, the armored train was able to pick and choose leisurely. He had no interest in German rifles. He had too weak firepower and was useless at all. He just collected ammunition as much as possible. After a while, he collected a large pocket.

At this time, Yevgeny began to worry again. This bag of ammunition was not light, at least ten kilograms. How could he come back with such a large bag of burdens on his back?

However, the armored train was ready for a long time. He had carried a bundle of ropes before. Seeing that the ammunition was almost collected, he picked up a 98k rifle, tied the grenade with a rope and tied it with a bullet bag, and aimed at his position and came from behind.

The grenade that flew out and pulled the rope over a distance of 200 meters, landed on the ground and exploded without causing any damage, but the rope head was sent back. The rest was only needed for the soldiers to pull the ammunition back with force.

Next, we just need to copy and let the soldiers follow suit and send the rope back. Of course, the careful Yevgeny also discovered the problem. The grenades are still lethal and will damage the ropes, so he immediately ordered the soldiers to remove some of the grenades' warheads. The warheads that cannot explode were relatively safe.

In the next half hour, the armored train and the other three soldiers brought back three mg-34 machine guns, dozens of mp-38 submachine guns and more than 10,000 rounds of ammunition. If the Germans had not discovered their attempt and used mortars to bombard the battlefield violently and drove away the battlefield scavengers such as armored trains, they would probably have obtained more weapons and ammunition.

Of course, these were enough for the armored train. When he returned to his own position, he immediately ordered: "Distribute weapons and ammunition and prepare for combat!"

Yes, the armored train knew very well that although he had obtained ammunition, he also exposed his weaknesses. Will the Germans be polite when they knew they lack ammunition? Soon, the Germans would organize a large-scale offensive.

In Evgeny's words: "The shells fell on our positions like rain. Large sections of trenches were destroyed and almost no one could look up. After the bombardment of the mortars ended, the enemy's machine guns also joined the chorus, and the bullets flew over the trenches, and there were several times, and it was a little short of a hit on my helmet."

Yevgeny had the blessing of immortals, so he naturally survived the disaster, but his other comrades were not so lucky. As the battle continued, people were hit every minute or were shattered by falling shells. However, no warrior chose to escape or escape. Driven by the armored train and Yevgeny, they fought back fiercely with their weapons and suppressed the German devils.

This battle did not last long, but the damage caused to the Red Army was obvious. After half an hour, only 38 soldiers could survive, while only 25 were able to continue fighting.

You should know that when we arrived in Konotup, there were 130 armored trains, and how long it took, there was only a fraction of them left, and even a platoon could not be gathered.

Yevgeny experienced the cruelty of war for the first time, and the armored train was full of deep pain. He ordered hoarsely: "Send the injured comrades down, and the rest of the comrades will continue to fight with me!"

Continue to fight, and in this case, it is not just a test of will, but a tempering of human nature. Because the situation next is obvious. The German army will continue to attack fiercely. This means that those who continue to fight have almost no possibility of survival.

However, no one had any doubts about the orders of the armored train. The remaining soldiers had only one belief, insisting on killing a few more German devils to avenge the sacrificed comrades, killing one enough, killing two and making a profit!

However, beyond the expectations of the armored train, the Germans did not continue to launch attacks by taking advantage of the hot iron. The last attack seemed to have damaged their vitality. This forced them to accumulate more courage.

The tranquility on the battlefield was not broken until dusk. This time, the German army not only used mortars. The grenades fired from deep and the bombs dropped by Stuka turned the armored train into a sea of ​​fire. The cruel German devils actually used white phosphorus incendiary bombs. It is conceivable that they had hated the armored train and his comrades to the core.

Yevgeny recalled: "The white phosphorus incendiary bomb is very terrible. These magic fires that emit the smell of garlic cannot be extinguished as long as they are stained. It sticks to you like a maggot in the tarsal bones and will burn all the way to your bones. Just before me, the little warrior Alexander was ignited, his face, chest, and thighs were burning, and the polyester winter clothes helped fuel the fire. Soon he was surrounded by flames, and he screamed at us.

He shouted: ‘Help me. Kill me! I can’t stand it anymore!’. He screamed for the rest of my life until a gunshot ended Alexander’s suffering. The deputy company commander killed him, but none of us blamed him. We all know that if we were entangled with that devilish flame, it would be better to have a decisive comrade like the deputy company commander to help you end all this. The longer you drag it out, the greater the suffering you will suffer."

"During the German bombardment, we continued to fight. All the time, comrades were touched by the devil-like flames. Some committed suicide, and some chose to cut off their arm. In front of me, the company commander quickly cut off the fat piece of lit on his thigh with a dagger, and threw it aside with disdain. If it weren't for the health officer's intention to bandage him, he might have continued to fight while bleeding!"

When did Fat Ivan come back to fight? Later, no one could tell me clearly, and I don’t even know who loosened him, or maybe he struggled away by himself? Anyway, this is a mystery, but the arrival of Fatty still gave great encouragement to the remaining soldiers in the company, especially after he dug out the piece of meat on his thigh, everyone seemed to be injected with a force. This force was not available to the Germans.

"It is impossible for humans to survive in that position. How can there be life in the volcano?" the German commander recalled. "But what shocked us was that these damn polar bears survived in the volcano. No! Not only did they survive, they also beat us with machine guns, rifles, submachine guns, and grenades. My young man rushed up and was beaten back, and then rushed up and then beaten back. After repeated several times, I knew that this position would never be conquered. In order to avoid unnecessary casualties, I ordered a retreat!"

In this battle about willpower, the polar bear laughed and said in the end. When the German commander above ordered a retreat, he probably didn't know that in the opposite position, there were only five people able to continue fighting.

More than ten minutes later, when the regiment commander Amazasp, Khachaturovic, Babajaniyan arrived on the battlefield with reinforcements, they were shocked by the situation on the position.

"What greeted us was a white smoke filled with the pungent smell of garlic. Obviously, this was the result of the burning of white phosphorus. We carefully penetrated this deadly smoke, and from time to time we could see bodies that were still burning. Some soldiers were burning all over their bodies, which was terrible. A considerable number of soldiers still maintained a posture of holding guns and shooting. Even these devil-like flames could not stop their determination to attack the enemy."

"At the front line, I found the only five remaining comrades in the company who could continue fighting, company commander Ivan, deputy company commander Victor, political commissar Yevgeni, health officer Vatujin, machine gunner Boris. At the last moment, these five people repelled the German attack. You must know that there is a whole battalion of enemies opposite them! This is simply a miracle! But I am very pleased that this miracle happened in the Red Army!"

Of course, the biggest miracle was not that the armored trains held the position, but that after the battle, when the other four people were more or less injured or burned by flames, only Evgeny was so special.

In Fat Ivan's words, "That guy is simply the son of the goddess of luck. In the flames that can melt the steel bars. When my hair and eyebrows were burnt, he didn't even fall off his hair. His military uniform was not stained with Mars at all, as clean as the groom to attend the wedding. If I hadn't known it very well, Evgeny had been standing beside me and greeting the German devils with submachine guns and grenades. I really doubt whether he was a deserter, and then he ran back to take the initiative until the battle was over (laugh)."

Not only Fat Ivan's doubts, but as the war progressed and after repeated battles, Yevgeni's close comrades also came to a conclusion: "That guy is so lucky that he is simply not a human!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!