I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

The tank soldiers around him gasped in surprise when they saw the statue explode, then their faces twisted in the stench. Carl only felt better after he activated his sense of smell.

She wiped her face with clean snowflakes and quickly moved away from the corpse. The corpse quickly rotted after the statue exploded, and soon only a pile of black skull and slime remained.

At least this organization would prepare magic for its members to activate after death to prevent anyone from discovering the secret? Carl shook his head and got up from the ground.

[Ah! How could this happen! Don't you feel anything special? Of course not, you're a machine. I really wish it was me in the past! The secret is right in front of me, but I can only watch! How painful! Master Sun Yang, can you throw me over?] Strade sighed hard.

375 Carl: I have a plan for you to listen to.

"No, your soul is too heavy. I can't pinpoint it. Carl, search for clues from the captives. Without the assistance of local experts, we won't make any progress. Oh, and what time is it now?"

Sun Yang directly rejected Strade's proposal and then asked Carl a question.

[Local time, January 1944, 1, 14: AM.] Carliso replied.

"These giants are coming from the west, right? Then the ritual site is in the western city of Novgorod, and time is running out. After half a day of bloody fighting, the necessary offerings for the ritual should have been gathered." Sun Yang said.

[I will report this to the Soviets, but how can you be so sure?] Karl immediately gathered the humanoids and Soviet tanks and headed towards the friendly camp.

"Because they were staying with the regular German troops. You might think, shouldn't they choose a secluded place? Wrong, absolutely wrong." Sun Yang explained in detail.

In this battlefield environment, Soviet and German reconnaissance aircraft were closely monitoring the situation, making it impossible to covertly transfer large amounts of supplies and personnel under their watchful eyes. Maintaining the personnel for the ceremony, sufficient troops to reliably transport the troops, prisoners, and even minimal supplies would require a considerable number of supply convoys.

I don't think the Nazis were capable of transporting large quantities of supplies at night. This area isn't very mountainous, and the project would have to be concealed from spies and scouts who had infiltrated the German ranks, which would have been even more troublesome. The large number of trains entering and leaving would have been recorded.

Compared to those troublesome things, it's more suitable to be in the city. At least supplies can be brought in openly, and reconnaissance planes will be driven away by the anti-aircraft guns installed in the city. So it must be in the city.

"From what I've heard, pulling out new weapons and equipment is like playing cards; there's always a purpose behind it. Why would someone pull out a biological weapon like that just to counterattack? Next time we see them, we'll definitely be prepared, okay? There won't be any surprise attacks."

So I thought about it, and there's only one possibility. The Germans' ritual is almost complete. Otherwise, why would they be so impatient to pull out these biological weapons? Aren't they just worried about you Soviets, who appeared out of nowhere, pushing into the city? If they want to hold you back, they'll use other methods.

After Sun Yang's assumptions and explanations, Carl felt that his commander had a moment of clarity.

"So, Commander, what's next?" Carl said excitedly.

"Ah... I can't take over the Soviet command. Please try to convince the tank battalion commander." Sun Yang's brain regressed again.

I knew it! This is also a test! I can't always rely on the commander! Carl quickly asked the heavy armored team to take him to the tank battalion commander's rest area.

As soon as she came back, she saw the battalion commander running towards her in a hurry.

"Karl! Urgent order! Our tank battalion that can move must unite immediately and liberate Novgorod!" The battalion commander said while waving the telegram.

Huh? I was still figuring out how to write the lyrics? And it's already been arranged? Carl, who wasn't very good at speaking, breathed a sigh of relief and quickly went over to ask what happened.

"Novgorod's scouts saw the Germans escorting a large number of prisoners of war from the prison! The generals believed that the Germans wanted to kill the prisoners captured in Leningrad, so they had to launch an attack before the execution began. Of course, after we were attacked at night, we should counterattack! Karl, can you and your team still fight? You have already fought two battles today..."

The battalion commander asked Carl cautiously. After all, every battle before had been fierce, and thanks to her, the tank battalion had suffered almost no losses.

Could the prisoners the Soviet scouts saw be the final offerings for the ceremony? Had the commander been right? The 14th mentioned in the ceremony must be the 14th... perhaps the ceremony itself has some specific date requirements.

In terms of time... I'm afraid it's too late. The Soviet army will need about an hour to organize an attacking force, and sieging a city is no easy task. The ceremony must be completed before the battle is over!

No matter how brave and capable these Soviet troops were, they were still just flesh and blood. It was late at night, and they were tired... Besides, one more tank unit wouldn't make a difference to us, and one less wouldn't make a difference to us. Joining the army might not be the right move.

So, should we, the T-dolls, rush into the city first to create a tactical advantage for the Soviet army?

Anyway, the Soviet counterattack is a foregone conclusion. If a few of us rush in to disrupt the German defense, it will naturally allow the Soviet army to advance into the city of Novgorod at a faster speed.

"Is it so hard to decide? Then you should rest well. You've fought enough." Seeing Carl's embarrassment, the battalion commander said nothing more. The results she had achieved in the past two days were enough to be called a combat hero.

"That's not the case, Captain. I do have a plan." Karl explained the plan he had just come up with of a solo breakthrough to gain an advantage for the Soviet army.

"This is not the time to joke! You are committing suicide! Even if, even if the German army doesn't kill you, the shells dropped by our artillery unit will not treat you as their comrades!" The battalion commander rudely rejected.

"The shells can be dodged and we will survive. That's the fact," Carl said calmly.

"What kind of bullshit is this? Such a powerful team like yours shouldn't die in a battle! We can liberate Novgorod together! Save Leningrad! We can keep chasing the German army! And then drive the tracks on the streets of Berlin! Don't go and seek death, okay?" The battalion commander looked really anxious.

"Battalion Commander, if we don't do this, more people will die. If I get involved and destroy the German morale... the fleeing Germans might survive, but more Soviets will survive. If there's a plan to reduce casualties, why not do it?"

As a tactician, Carl had witnessed too many separations and deaths. On the battlefield a hundred years ago, she might still be able to salvage something.

As a humanoid who had survived the Third World War, she had seen countless battles of this magnitude. Even if this was another world, she wanted to do what she could.

"You have no organizational discipline! How can you think like that? All those who want to be heroes will end up being heroes in the grave!" said the battalion commander.

"Well...we are not originally considered to be part of the Red Army. And I think the success rate of our actions is quite high." Carl said casually.

"The success rate... Then at least take an assault force with you. And you will need subsequent reinforcements and breakthroughs! We can adjust the troops again, so don't worry..." The battalion commander was still trying to persuade them to stay.

"No, that would make too much noise and the German army would be alert. So we have to rely on ourselves here. Don't worry, you will see us come back safely." Carl smiled.

"Idiot!" The battalion commander was shaking with anger, and he seemed to want to say or do something else.

But he still remembered the exaggerated physical performance of the people in front of him, so he did not try to take them away.

"Well, it's settled then. You don't have to change any of your plans, we will find a way to fight on our own. It will be good for you if the Nazi front is a little more chaotic, right?" Karl smiled again.

".......Promise me that you will come back alive." The battalion commander could only utter these few words in the end.

"Don't worry. By the way, if you enter the city to fight, remember to say hello when you see a Tiger tank with a red star. We will draw a huge red star for it." After Carl finished speaking, he left without looking back.

The battalion commander could only wave his fists in anger, and it took a while for his blood pressure to drop a little.

He made an Orthodox prayer gesture in the direction Carl had left.

May this squad return safe and sound, the battalion commander thought to himself, then turned and walked towards his tank battalion camp.

376 Preparation

"Don't save ammunition this time, fight with all your strength. The more chaos we create, the better." Carl finally checked the laser gun and plasma pistol in his hand.

A Red Star Tiger tank was waiting with its engine turned off four kilometers outside the Novgorod city defense line. The tank's commander was trying to find the appropriate steel plate to patch the tank.

"I want to replace the nuclear-powered engine, then a better cannon, and then change the mechanical structure..." The heavy-armored humanoid muttered as he took out the steel plate from the holographic machine.

"Captain, is that still a Tiger tank? Where are you putting it on the Ship of Theseus?" The heavily armored humanoid who was repairing the tracks with tools complained.

"Because I just looked at the test data recently, the combat effectiveness of the Tiger, the Tiger is almost the same as the Panther tank! The Panther is obviously a medium tank! The Tiger is a heavy tank! What a rubbish game! The planner should go eat shit! Tiger! My Tiger! Why aren't you the best one!" The tank commander cried while holding the patched steel plate.

"Commander, how did you come to such a strange conclusion? Isn't it only the frontal armor that is slightly stronger than the Tiger? And the difference in firepower is not that big." The heavy-armored humanoid repairing the tracks complained again.

"And it's maneuverable!" the commander said excitedly.

"Comparing the mobility of a heavy tank and a medium tank? Captain, why don't you get out of here right away? There is no place for you on this tank." After the heavy-armored humanoid finished inspecting the tracks, he went to repair the engine.

"Why can't the tank's data be improved in all aspects like in the game? If it were in the game, I would have to find a skill to speed up the starting speed and driving speed..." The commander said frustratedly as he welded the new steel plate.

"Captain, you play too many games." Another silent heavy-armored humanoid reloaded the machine gun.

"Besides, this holographic machine can't produce the things you mentioned, right? It would be great if this holographic machine could produce shield field generators or stealth modules. It's a pity that it can't be produced." MP40 touched the machine and said.

"Oasis said that the analysis of holographic technology is still in progress. I heard that our electromagnetic live-fire weapons can be upgraded once more in the future. It is said that as long as the holographic technology is analyzed, they can be deployed on a large scale." STG44 gossiped.

"I remember that Team 404 followed the commander to the Madre Casino in the Fallout world. They said they got a lot of magical weapons. There seemed to be something like... a holographic rifle? Could it be that thing?" MP40 also became interested when he heard about the new weapon.

"Maybe, but I really don't want the scientific research department to equip everyone with holographic weapons. Honestly, I feel that this kind of weapon is very unreliable. It's too delicate and complicated, and not as reliable as live ammunition weapons. More importantly, I don't know how to repair it if it breaks down." said STG44.

"That's true. Using it specifically as a weapon is indeed a waste of talent. Captain, are you done?" MP40 shouted to the car behind him.

"It's done! Let's proceed according to the plan!" The commander gave the humanoids a thumbs up.

"Finally. By the way, make some explosives for us, they will be useful later." Carl directly reached out and asked for dozens of kilograms of explosives and tied them on his body.

"You want some? Forget it. These explosives are the latest research from the Oasis Research Team. They said they wanted to add some ingredients to the individual grenades, and then they tinkered with them for a long time."

The commander took out these explosives from the holographic machine.

"I have two questions. First, where did this explosive come from? Second, why can the holographic machine produce explosives?" Carl felt that he was not paying enough attention to the development of the base.

"Well, this is actually the detonator for a small nuclear warhead. You know, a nuclear bomb needs a sufficiently reliable detonator to detonate. It goes without saying for large warheads. The detonator built into this small nuclear warhead can also be used for other weapons and equipment. The humanoids at Oasis Base will simply remove the detonator and have the people in the Great Mountain Range hand over the ingredients and manufacturing process."

"As for why it can be made with a holographic machine? You ask me, who should I ask? Probably because producing chemical structures is easier than producing shield generators. This machine can produce stimulants and medicine right from the start."

The heavy-armored humanoid's long chatter barely dispelled Carl's doubts.

"Okay... as long as it works." Carl couldn't say anything. It's better to have it than not, right?

After calming herself down, she took a deep breath again.

[Everyone switch to communication mode. Objective: annihilate.] Carl said coldly.

[Captain Carl, you can't do that, right?] STG44 said honestly.

Karl ignored her and rushed towards Novgorod under the protection of the night.

The city has a large river running north-south, which converges into a lake in the south. The city has been strictly darkened, and the whole city is quiet.

However, after switching to other visual modules, the humanoids saw the machine gun positions hidden in the darkness and the layers of defense lines built on the city buildings.

[Mission: Weapons depot, ammunition depot, artillery position. Take these down, and our friendly forces will be able to quickly charge into the city.] Carl and his two teammates relied on their excellent sensory systems and eyesight to avoid the sight of all patrols.

Although they groped their way down the gentle slope near the river.

If it were a normal reconnaissance unit, the best way would be to sneak across the river, or disguise themselves as German soldiers or civilians to infiltrate. However, humanoids don't need to go through such trouble.

"Can't we walk under this bridge?" Carl dug his fingertips into the stone slabs at the bottom of the bridge, holding on tightly, then swung his arms alternately forward. This was something that was nearly impossible for humans, but the humanoids did it with ease.

"We'll split up later. You can use these things as needed. We're short on intelligence right now, so just take as much as you can." Carl waited until everyone arrived at their locations and divided up the explosives.

The humanoids carefully infiltrated the city. Utilizing their physical abilities far superior to those of humans, they swiftly advanced through the gaps in the defenses.

As the figures advanced, they quietly placed these high-performance explosives near certain positions or ammunition boxes. These explosives looked like small pebbles, and were very inconspicuous when placed in corners or in the city.

When the humanoids needed to plunge the entire city into chaos, they would detonate these explosives. The Soviet army still underestimated the destructive power of the humanoids.

However, after trying their best to tour half of the city, the humanoids were surprised to find that there were almost no local residents in the city. There were only German soldiers on the streets. They occupied the houses of the original residents and lived in them happily.

The local citizens left here because of the long years of war. They fled to the countryside or other cities a long time ago. However, the German army settled in this ancient city.

Are there really no civilians? Where should we get intelligence from? Karl was at a loss for words. Tactical T-dolls like them were mostly tasked with offensive and guerrilla warfare, so they had little experience in quickly gathering intelligence in enemy cities.

Time is running out for the Soviet counterattack. If we don't find the prisoners during this time... The three infiltrating figures ran wildly through the buildings and street corners of the city.

But after a few minutes, the heavy-duty humans suddenly sent a message to Carl.

"Karl, we've found the local command center. The communications there have suddenly surged, probably because they're sending and receiving orders. I think the command center might have intelligence on prisoners. I'm sending you the coordinates now." The commander relied on powerful modern technology to directly lock onto the enemy's position.

[As expected of a tank commander!] Carl praised the commander, then quickly contacted the rest of his team, [Prepare to raid the headquarters!]

[Are we going to force our way into the headquarters? I wonder if it's possible that if we take down the headquarters, the Germans here will surrender?] Meanwhile, the MP40 had already found the armory. She surreptitiously rolled the explosives into balls and scattered a few in each ammunition depot.

"Bullshit, it's not that simple. Do you really think there's no backup command system?" STG44 snarled back. She had already stuffed as many artillery positions as possible with explosives.

"So what? If their headquarters are destroyed before the battle, they won't have the time or ability to regroup. Please don't deify the German army." MP40 started to argue.

"You two, stop arguing. When we attack the headquarters, detonate all your explosives, and then the Red Star Tiger tanks will carry out the assault. We'll simultaneously seize the opportunity to charge into the headquarters. Well, this might even alert the cult here, revealing their true intentions. Then, we'll attack them side by side and slaughter all these cultists who cast blasphemous spells." Carl laid out a simple battle plan.

"That's quite ambitious, Captain. We'll be there soon." MP40 and STG44 said this before hanging up.

Compared to the places they had fought in before on other worlds, the German troops here were not very vigilant or well-equipped.

They had neither high-precision detectors nor sufficient vigilance. Even if they were to lead a hound, they would find nothing. There was nothing human about the humanoid.

Moreover, these patrols only patrolled the main streets and ignored many small alleys. They were also afraid of being cut by guerrillas who suddenly appeared. It was already 1944 and the German army was already somewhat weak.

Humanoids can go through many more places. Climbing stairs with bare hands and jumping over ten meters are all normal operations. In the eyes of humanoids, places that humans cannot go are all routes.

The German soldiers here could never have imagined that someone could climb up a seven or eight meter high city wall with bare hands and then run away casually.

Although STG44 and MP40 felt that they could still blast the explosives at the placement point, they could not afford to waste time.

They quickly reunited with Carl and ran towards the command center in the center of town.

377 Raid on German Headquarters

The three figures met on a hillside. Before them stood a building, still faintly lit even at night. Numerous guards stood guard around the structure.

However, there are many similar places in this city, and there are many things in the army that need to be strictly protected. If we go in to investigate one by one, it will only waste time.

"The signal came from that official residence, right?" Carl asked finally.

It must be true. There were orders coming from generals and colonels, along with all sorts of curses. There can't be multiple headquarters in one city, can there? The driver's side heard the popping sound of a soda bottle being opened. They were getting impatient waiting, so they secretly made some Coke.

[Could there be a false signal to lure us in to investigate? Just like what happened to Iron Blood long ago...] STG44 seemed to be thinking of something strange.

[STG44, this is 1944, not 2064. Who are you trying to protect by building a fake radio station?] Karl rolled his eyes at her.

"Let me make it clear, I've detected a surge in Soviet communications traffic. They'll launch their first artillery barrage in ten minutes at most. As for me, I'll charge in once the artillery barrage is over," the commander said.