I asked you to escape, but you became a soldier in World War II

Chapter 27 "Ghost" Night Raid

In Stalingrad in late November, the sun sets very early.

The German soldiers, tired after a day's work, quickly made a fire and cooked.

Only by drinking a bowl of hot soup and having a good sleep can one forget the sorrow and worries.

"Hmm? Where's the ham today?"

"Why don't you offer milk coffee anymore?"

While queuing up to receive meals, some soldiers discovered that the meal standard was different today.

You know, the German army's field food standards have always been very good. They have been equipped with field kitchen trucks since World War I. A small kitchen truck can provide food for 200 people. Although the richness of the food cannot be compared with that of the rich people in the United States, it is second to none in the entire Eurasian continent.

"What are you yelling about? Today the army issued a new order, requiring everyone to save rations! If you have any opinions, go and tell the headquarters' logistics department!"

The quartermaster said this directly, and although everyone had complaints, they could only shut up.

"Everyone, don't use your own reserve rations. They should be saved for the most difficult times! I am formally warning you all here!" Jing Ke suddenly remembered the teacher's instructions. Could it be that their retreat was really cut off?
"Snapped!"

The quartermaster's head exploded, blood and flesh splattered all over the face of the cook who was making soup. He wiped the blood and flesh off his face in disbelief, then screamed, "Oh no, there's a sniper!"

Everyone dropped the hot soup and bread they had shared with great difficulty, grabbed their guns and looked for cover to hide.

Because it happened so suddenly, most people didn't see clearly where the bullet came from.

But everyone heard that this seemed to be the sound of a 98K Mauser rifle bullet.

"Snapped!"

Another bullet hit a lieutenant officer in the head.

"over there!"

Someone screamed, and all of a sudden, light and heavy machine guns opened fire at the same time. Mortars, 20mm anti-aircraft guns and a series of other weapons were all firing frantically in one direction.

Because of excessive tension, a new recruit held the trigger of the MG34 machine gun and shouted wildly to vent his tension and anxiety.

"Cease fire!" Jingke finally gave the order, but the recruit was still shooting frantically. The barrel of the gun turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. If he didn't stop, the barrel would be scrapped.

"boom!"

A senior exempt soldier walked over and punched the recruit hard, which made him stop. When he was about to continue scolding him, the second lieutenant officer next to him stopped him.

"Send a few people and see what's going on!" Jingke hid behind the bunker and waved his hand towards the front.

The second lieutenant and the senior exempt soldier were forced to select four privates, including the new recruit who had just been beaten, to form a combat team to search forward.

It was a long time after the search team was dispatched that everyone recovered from the panic, but most of the food was already in a mess, and only a few people could share a portion.
Many people cursed the damn weather and the enemy snipers who were trying to attack them.

Jingke was the highest-ranking officer here, so naturally he had priority in food rationing, but it was just two slices of black bread (German black bread is not actually "black", it means that it is baked with whole wheat and has a darker color; it has a rough texture so it is usually eaten with butter and jam, but it can provide comprehensive nutrition and a strong sense of fullness), plus a cup of potato soup. Fortunately, he could also get a few cigarettes.

Jingke was not a stingy person. When he took out the cigarettes and shared them with his officers, he immediately won long-lost cheers.

He actually had no intention of smoking. He was still staring at the direction where the search team was heading, thinking to himself, with such powerful firepower just now, that damn sniper should have been eliminated, right?
Jingke waited for about half an hour before he saw the senior exempt soldier running back in a daze. He was surprised to find that this senior veteran had even lost his rifle?

"Ghost, this is a ghost, definitely not a human being!" The old soldier looked dazed and muttered to himself.

"What the hell happened, soldier? Where are your weapons? Where are your officers and other comrades?"

Jingke was furious. He would not allow his subordinates to be in such a state as it would cause panic.

Seeing the commander was furious, other officers walked over and gave the old soldier a loud slap in the face, which made the old soldier come to his senses. However, his expression changed from dull to terrified. "Dead, all dead. We searched all the way to the ruins at the edge, and then they disappeared one by one."

Everyone was confused.
"What's missing? How could it be missing? Explain it clearly!" Jingke had become a little crazy at this moment and cursed directly.

"The lieutenant and the others disappeared one by one. Even their bodies could not be found. The lieutenant shouted, 'There are ghosts.' Then I couldn't find them. If I hadn't run fast, I would have died there."

"That's enough! Someone, send him to the rear. He's already insane and needs treatment!"

Jingke really couldn't bear to listen any longer, he didn't believe in any of that bullshit ghosts and spirits. If ghosts and spirits really existed, how could they have killed so many people, yet they were still alive and well?

"You have to believe me, everyone run, this person is a real ghost, white"

Although the man was dragged away by two soldiers, he kept yelling. An old soldier walked over and stuffed a smelly sock into his mouth to make him shut up.

"Haha, this guy must have been scared by the enemy. How can there be a 'ghost' in this world?"

"Snapped!"

The old soldier's expression of contempt had not yet disappeared when a bullet outside the window hit his head again.

Everyone was shocked and started shooting wildly with various firearms outside.

But the sniper outside seemed to have eyes, and he fired one shot after another, taking the lives of the German soldiers in the house.

"Turn off the lights and put out the fire!" Jingke ordered loudly, and everyone finally responded.

Yes, it is bright inside the house and dark outside. Isn't this obviously giving up hope?

After a flurry of activity, the room finally became pitch dark.

The horrific and fatal gunshots finally stopped.

"Ah~"

The sentry outside let out a shrill scream.

Everyone's heart jumped into their throat when they heard this, but no one dared to go out and take a look.

"Ah~"

Needless to say, another sentry was killed.

This terrible enemy was so despicable that it deliberately caused the sentries left outside to scream in despair, thereby undermining the morale of the German troops in the station hall.

It was a long wait and no one dared to make a sound, even their farts had to be held in.

"Is he gone?" suddenly a little soldier asked timidly.

"Shut up! Unless you want to be thrown out by everyone!"

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a black object was thrown in from the broken hole in the window, smoking.

"Oh no, it's a grenade!" someone shouted in despair.

I started recommending it in the early hours of Sunday morning. I beg all the Yanzu and Yifei readers to stop stalling and give me some support. Please continue reading and collecting it!



(End of this chapter)