war contractor

Chapter 550
"Sir, stay safe!"

It was the third time Yu Zhiqian met Soviet soldiers, and he didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart. He glanced at the dozen or so Soviet soldiers in front of him, turned around and continued walking.

"Da da da……"

Yu Zhigan's foot suddenly stepped on the concrete floor, and the hard-soled leather shoes made a crisp impact on the ground. Yu Zhigan was stunned for a moment, and several Soviet soldiers were also stunned. The sound...

"Have you been exposed?" Yu Zhiqian escaped with his pistol in an instant, aiming at the back, and the Soviet soldiers behind him also realized something, turned around and looked at Yu Zhigan's shoes, before they had time to point the gun lift it up.

"Are you German!"

This was the last sentence uttered by the Soviet second lieutenant. Yu Zhiqian had pulled the trigger and killed the Soviet soldier with one shot. After hearing the gunshot, the rest of the Soviet soldiers wanted to give their weapons to him. Take it out, but Yu Zhiqian's reaction speed is much faster than theirs
More than a dozen Soviet soldiers, in Yu Zhigan's eyes, are like shooting targets. Each fixed target is less than ten meters. Yu Zhigan shoots one by one. In his eyes, these Soviet soldiers are like the crosshairs on the target. The muzzle will do.

One shot, one shot, less than ten seconds, or even about five seconds, before the group of Soviet soldiers even had time to pull the bolt, Yu Zhiqian had already killed all the Soviet soldiers in front of him, and slowly put away his weapons When he got up, Yu Zhiqian glanced at the corpse on the ground, shook his head, and continued to move forward.

"Da da da da..."

The leather shoes made a crisp sound when they stepped on the ground. Yu Zhigan didn’t change his shoes. There were no shoes to change. The Soviet boots were too thin. If they were worn, they didn’t keep warm. If you met a Soviet officer above a major, Might be able to snag a pair of shoes that fit.

Yu Zhiqian continued to walk forward with strange thoughts. For some reason, Yu Zhiqian felt restless for a while, but he had an unexplainable feeling, as if there was something, but he didn't know what it was.

Not far away is the front line, where a fierce exchange of fire is taking place. In a small building, a pot of chicken is being cooked, and in this building, dozens of German soldiers, Soviet soldiers, and Italian soldiers have already died...

The further Yu Zhiqian walked back, the more Soviet soldiers he encountered, but most of the Soviet soldiers here were hiding in some corners one by two, and they were all soldiers who had retreated from the battlefield during the day.

For this group of soldiers, it is not easy to survive. Now being able to lie down quietly is the happiest thing in the world. At least now I can’t hear the wailing of my comrades in arms, and I can’t hear the cries of the political committee behind me. , and can't see the majestic expression of the Germans.

No one looked at Yu Zhigan. This is the rear, and the front is still fighting. No Soviets believed that there would be a German who would dare to walk on the territory of the Soviets so swaggeringly.

Yu Zhiqian found a bright place in the room and walked in slowly. In the room, five or six Soviets were huddling together in front of a small fire to keep warm.

"Damn it, who is here, there is no place left!"

Hearing the voice behind him, a veteran soldier grumbled dissatisfiedly. When he turned around and saw Yu Zhiqian, he said reluctantly, "Hello, sir!"

But he was complaining in his heart, these damn officers saw that they were in a good position, and wanted to snatch them away!
"Do you smoke?"

Yu Zhiqian took out a pack of cigarettes and looked at the Soviet soldiers in front of him. The other Soviet soldiers stared at Yu Zhigan and were stunned for a moment. They had never seen an officer who offered them cigarettes. In the eyes of the officers, these soldiers were cannon fodder. Not even willing to say a word.

"Thank you!"

A thin Soviet soldier stretched out his hand, took a cigarette from Yu Zhigan, and then lit the cigarette in front of the fire with a big smile on his face: "Thank you, sir!"

"It's okay! What about you!"

When the other soldiers saw it, they all stretched out their hands and took out a cigarette.

"Thank you sir!"

"Thank you sir!"

"..."

Yu Zhiqian also lit one for himself, and looked at a few Soviet soldiers. They were all young, the oldest being a veteran who had just spoken, and the others were recruits who had just enlisted in the army.

"Do you know where the tractor factory is?" After lighting a cigarette, Yu Zhigan stretched out his hand to warm himself, asking these Soviet soldiers.

"A tractor factory?"

Several recruits looked at each other and shook their heads at each other. They were not from the Stalingrad area. They were all transported to Stalingrad just two days ago. It is not easy to survive till now.

"What about you?"

Yu Zhiqian looked at the old soldier.

The veteran glanced at Yu Zhigan and saw the boots on Yu Zhigan's feet, but he didn't say anything. The shoes on his own feet were also German soldiers' shoes. People who survived the battlefield have more or less the other's things on their bodies.

"Not far, about a kilometer behind, go straight ahead and you can see a bell tower that was blown down, right next to the bell tower!"

The old soldier took a puff of cigarette, and then said slowly.

Yu Zhiqian took out a pack of Soviet cigarettes he had handed in, and threw it to the old soldier: "Thank you!"

"Thank you sir!"

The old soldier took the cigarette with a smile on his face, a pack of cigarettes, this is a hard currency, and you can go to the black market to exchange for a lot of things!
Yu Zhiqian got out from the ruins, and the cold wind came in immediately. Yu Zhiqian couldn't help wrapping his clothes tightly, because the winter in Stalingrad was really too cold.

Going forward for a while, you will be out of the control of the Soviets, and you will soon approach the firefighting zone. However, this side is north of Stalingrad, and there are not many German troops. They just besieged the Soviets before the Battle of Stalingrad. Among them, the strength of the attack is much weaker than that of the main attack direction in the west.

However, this area is the most active area for German snipers, because there is no intensive artillery fire, no crowds, and they can play freely. Similarly, this area also gathers many Soviet snipers, and everyone competes with each other here. , Unlucky for ordinary soldiers.

"Is it the collapsed clock tower? It seems that every city in the world has a clock tower! I don't know what the collapsed clock tower looks like!"

While complaining, Yu Zhiqian looked around. It was past twelve o'clock in the evening. This time was already the coldest time in Stalingrad. Yu Zhigan relied on the warm baby to resist the cold wind. How one spends the night after night!
(End of this chapter)