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

Chapter 45: The Ghost Reappears

"Okay, since you've seen through me, I'll tell you the truth. There is indeed bread and wine, but they are with the Soviet army!" The adjutant spread his hands.

"Fuck, you're wasting my time?" The fat sergeant finally got angry.

His time is extremely valuable. He has no idea how many people came to him with very generous offers just to exchange for the military horse that "died suddenly" in his hands.

This guy even got several boxes of cigars that he couldn't normally smoke.

"Don't worry, listen to me! Today's airdrop was blown to the Soviet position by the wind. Judging from the label on the box, it should be food! But the Soviets definitely can't finish eating such a big box in one go. If we attack them, won't it be ours?"

The fat sergeant stopped walking out and looked at the adjutant suspiciously, "Then wait until you get it and then come and exchange it with me!"

"Look at us now, can we still attack? Give us some meat, and we will launch the attack after we are full. The Soviet army's defense has been slack recently. I sent people to investigate and found that there are only a dozen Soviet soldiers in total. After we have eaten and drunk enough, we can take them down with one charge. When the time comes, I will give you half of the things inside!"

The fat man was indeed a little tempted. To be honest, he had no shortage of horse meat, but he was really tired of it.

It would be great if we could get some new stuff.

Although he was a super rich man in the eyes of other soldiers with so much "food", few people knew his pain. He really didn't like eating horse meat, so when the adjutant made this suggestion, he thought about it and agreed.

But he only agreed to provide a horse leg. As for whether they would have enough to eat, that was not within his consideration.

Then you must send the other food in exchange before tomorrow morning. If you don’t, hehe, don’t even think about eating horse meat in the future!
The adjutant naturally agreed readily, and the soldiers around him all despised him in their hearts. This officer was really good at deceiving people!

However, they soon turned their attention to a piece of horse leg meat handed over by the fat sergeant.

Everyone took turns carrying the horse meat, and finally brought it back to the station. The people in the station were immediately excited.

How long has it been since you last had meat?

But when the adjutant suggested splitting it equally, Jingke had other ideas.

"If we divide it equally, each person can only get a small bite, but it's better than nothing. I think it's better for us to give the meat to those who can fight, and then go to the Soviet army to grab food back!"

"Captain, do you really think we will try to grab the airdrop? There is no such thing as an airdrop!" The adjutant finally expressed his thoughts.

"I know there is no airdrop, but even if there is no airdrop, don't the Russians have food? We can rob them!" Jingke now has no reserve and cultivation of a Junker nobleman, and all he talks about is robbing!
"In the building opposite, I see they eat and drink well every day, but how many of us died in that building? We can't attack it anymore!" The adjutant still remembered the firepower of the building clearly. If the casualties in the troops had not been so heavy, how could he, a small officer with the rank of lieutenant, become the adjutant of the regiment commander?

"We can go fight somewhere else. As long as there is food, we can go and grab it back. It's better than sitting here and waiting to die!"

The adjutant's words were immediately agreed upon by the majority. As long as they could grab food, they didn't care about anything else.

Several privates immediately started to clean up the horse's leg.
When the tempting aroma wafted from the pot, everyone's attention was attracted.

"Boom boom boom"

Suddenly, a huge motor sound was heard in the sky, and everyone looked up at the sky.

Oh shit, it turned out to be a Junkers 88 transport plane dropping an airdrop, and it seemed to have landed right on top of the station.

Everyone stared at the huge wooden box, praying that it would fall down soon.

But the huge parachute on top made it fall very slowly.

The annoying thing is that the wind suddenly started to blow and the wind started to blow towards the Soviet army.

After the transport plane dropped the goods, it quickly fled. Jingke and his men used the most vicious language to greet the female members of the pilot's family.

The wind blew harder and harder, and finally it drifted to a Soviet position.

"Combatants, eat quickly! We will go and get it back right away!" Jingke immediately gave the order. It was impossible for the Soviet army to move such a large box of stuff away quickly. As long as we acted quickly, we would be able to get some of it back.

The wounded and sick German soldiers consciously took a step back, and those who were able to fight quickly scooped up some horse meat and began to eat it frantically.

Because everyone was going to grab food, it goes without saying that they had strong mobilization skills. In just two or three minutes, everyone had packed their guns and ammunition and was ready to go out and rob.

Jingke led the team personally, and everyone who could go out went out.

Even the few remaining mortar shells were distributed.

"Boom boom boom!"

The shells landed accurately on the Soviet positions, and several Soviet soldiers disappeared in an instant.

Jingke led everyone forward step by step along the ruins on the street.

However, the Soviet heavy machine guns soon began to roar, and several scouts in the front fell to the ground.

Jingke shouted to everyone to hide, and then suppressed the enemy with the submachine gun in his hand.

Two grenadiers rushed forward and threw grenades. Naturally, the Soviet army would not miss such a good opportunity to kill.

"Da da da!"

Several flowers of blood splattered on the chests of the two bombers.

Fortunately, the grenade thrown by one of them fell accurately into the enemy's machine gun position.

"Hurry up, charge!"

Jingke immediately ordered the troops to charge upwards. Although the Soviet army tried their best to resist, they were ultimately outnumbered and allowed the German army to attack this temporary position.

After arranging some soldiers to be on guard, Jingke immediately ordered people to open the huge airdrop wooden box that made everyone salivate.

The box was sealed very tightly. We tried to pry it open with a military knife for a long time but it didn't budge at all.

Finally, someone found an iron rod and used the lever principle to pry it open.
Everything was wrapped in oil paper, and the top layer was actually boxes of Iron Cross medals.
These things that were once sought after and fought for by everyone have now become the most useless garbage.

Except for a few soldiers who pinned a first-class Iron Cross medal on their chests, the other veterans were too lazy to even look at it. They scrolled down and finally found what they needed.

"There are cookies! Wow, and there's red wine, what is this?"

Some soldiers actually dug out a few pieces of women's underwear from it. I really don't know what's going on in the minds of the people in the logistics department. Why did they airdrop such things?
Everyone stuffed biscuits into their mouths desperately, and were unwilling to stop even if they choked.

"Crack~"

Suddenly, a German soldier who was eating voraciously was shot in the head. The bullet penetrated his cheek, and the unchewed biscuit crumbs mixed with blood sprayed onto the faces of the surrounding soldiers.

Everyone was stunned by what they saw.

"Crack~"

Another person.

Now everyone reacted.

"There are snipers!"

"Get down!"

"Damn, is that damn 'ghost' coming again?"

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(End of this chapter)