German Eagle: Steel and Magic

Chapter 42 "Elite" Squad

John Dun Plamy, because of his previous physical training in the non-commissioned officer academy, he had a good physical change, a sergeant.

The aviation mage unit, which was originally directly under the Central Army, went to the battlefield after the war. In the first battle, it completed a "pioneering feat" of hitting a tank with a vehicle. As a result, it suffered multiple fractures before it came out of the hospital.

Well, it can be regarded as Karl's "patient friend". The two should have met, but they probably can't remember.

Lieutenant Katov's face turned ugly. He had some expectations for the recruits who would be added. After all, he was originally the communications adjutant of the third squadron. The job of the captain, what does the team look like now?

Karl is a talent and possesses considerable combat effectiveness, but he is only a child with a height of less than 130 centimeters, and I heard that he had a psychiatric appraisal at the Parisino Sergeant Academy before, it seems that there is something wrong with his head?Haven't seen it yet.

Yang Stov, an ordinary trainee recruit who just left school, had nothing to do on the way, so he approached a girl and was beaten up by her boyfriend in the street. Not only did he lose his luggage, but his clothes were also badly beaten. presentable.

Even if he was unlucky and didn't get on the transport vehicle to Saarbrücken, he would be sent to a military court because he missed the last report time, because of desertion or overdue.

Prami, a reckless man with strong limbs and a simple mind, drove his vehicle directly into the tank armor of the Franks because he couldn't shoot through it on the battlefield. It's a miracle that he didn't die on the spot. I heard that he was lying with Karl at the time. In the battlefield hospital.

"I'm going to talk to the captain, Warrant Officer Carl, you can take them around and familiarize themselves with the environment."

It seems that Lieutenant Katov is not very satisfied with this temporary, super "elite" team, and he wants to talk to Major Ruhr.

"Uh, let's go, let's go around the camp together."

Karl is also a little bit optimistic about these teammates, not to mention the old, the weak, the sick, or the expert team of the amateur team.

Katov quarreled with Major Ruhr, but it was of no use. Magisters are extremely scarce now, so it would be nice to be able to replenish them, and both Karl and Prami have combat experience.

Although Yangstorf had never fought in a war, he performed well in the non-commissioned officer academy. There is nothing to be dissatisfied with having such soldiers added.

In fact, as Major Ruhr said, these three people are considered elite, but their performance is not very good, anyway, that's what he said.

After being taught a lesson by Major Ruhr, Katov returned with anger, only to find that Karl and the two were happily eating meat floss bread, which they bought from a nearby bakery, and it tasted pretty good.

"Assemble, I have something to announce."

Seeing this, Katov became very angry, and immediately ordered them to stand up. He wanted to announce some "rules".

"Since everyone can come here, I don't want to go into too much detail about discipline and other things. What I want to talk about now is about the rules on the battlefield. There is, and there is only one! That is to obey orders, and my orders are everything. ,Understand?"

Katov said seriously, which made the three of them answer in the affirmative in unison.Katov nodded, it seems that this team is not useless.

The formation of the squad is a rhombus. As the squad leader, he is naturally at the forefront. The left wing is in charge of Janstorf, the right wing is in charge of Prami, and Karl is in charge of the rear. Once he is injured or killed and cannot continue to fight, the command is given by Karl inherited.

After making some other battlefield arrangements, Katov asked Janstorf to get a new uniform, and as for Prami, just like Karl, he just sewed on the badge of the [-]rd Division.After all, with his strong figure, I'm afraid it's not easy to get clothes that fit him.

The team was finally assembled. Next, it was almost time for them to rest, and the battlefield was calling.

"Everyone, keep up the speed."

Katov shouted loudly that his team was flying in the air at a speed of 50 kilometers per hour, following the entire air mage brigade to the assembly point.

The rest is over, and the Brandenburg division is gathering. This time they will undertake a 10-kilometer-long position defense to replace the two divisions of the Western Army. After all, the battlefield is a cruel place, not only physically, but also It is mental torture.

They need rest.

Soon, the temporary camp arrived. It was an excavated area, and the division headquarters would be placed here. The sound of rumbling cannons could be heard in the distance. Obviously, the line of fire was very close.

Karl descended slowly with excitement. The entire aviation mage brigade, led by Major Ruhr, arrived at the division headquarters on time. This will also serve as the camp for the entire brigade, so when everyone fell down, they quickly sorted out their equipment and items, Go to your station.

The logistics personnel are in charge of the vehicle uniformly, but the luggage and other items need to be carried by themselves. Carl strenuously carried the big bag, then carried the rifle, and followed the others to his tent.

For this new little boy, many people wanted to ask curiously, but they didn't dare to talk too much when they saw the young eagle command knife on his waist, but they would know Karl's information in a short time. Stoff has a big mouth.

The garrison is at the rear of the division headquarters, and the tents have already been set up. Each team will have a tent. To be honest, the space is a bit crowded, but this is war, and everyone is not luxurious enough to live in a single room, so they can only make do.

After a simple tidying up, it was time for lunch. The canteen in the field was very simple, and the food was very simple, oatmeal, vegetable salad with a small piece of fried steak, and an apple, that was all.

Carl took the aluminum lunch box, sat down in a corner by himself, and ate quietly.

Next to the division headquarters is a road. Of course, it is temporary, but it is just a dirt road paved with stones. Whenever a car passes by, it is dusty and does not disperse for a long time.

The three infantry regiments of the Brandenburg Division have entered the position. All the troops replaced by the Western Army are retreating through this road. Each of them is expressionless, and many of them are still bandaged. The war has given them indelible memories.

"what!"

A soldier fell, and his companion immediately bent down to help him up. The soldier's face was covered with a thick bandage, and part of his bandage came off when he fell. Karl could see half of his face. , has been incomplete.

There are many similar people, most of them were injured by artillery, deaf, lame, blind... The team is full of disabled people, and marching is already extremely difficult for them.

"This is war."

Carl sighed, he didn't feel afraid or terrified of all this, because he had been lying in the field hospital for nearly two months and was used to seeing all kinds of wounded, so he gradually got used to it...

Unknowingly, I recalled the days in the hospital, where the smell of disinfectant water was not so much for sterilization, as it was used to cover up the smell of blood. 24 hours a day, doctors and nurses were always busy. The wailing of the wounded could be heard every moment.

People with the same disease will naturally have a lot of topics to talk about. Anyway, everyone is either unable to move their arms or legs, and cannot go anywhere. Therefore, Karl heard a lot about what he saw on the battlefield.

Most of the wounded soldiers were due to artillery fire. In this war, both Frank and Germany used artillery in large quantities.

Trenches provide shelter from shrapnel and shock waves, but any ditches and foxholes are useless if hit directly by heavy artillery.

They were lucky, at least one life was recovered, many comrades were directly thrown into the air, and even the bodies were not found...

(End of this chapter)