男人的天堂亚洲国产AV

   They really can\'t change, because the shame of defeat is like a brand branded on this army, and it will stay with its number and soldiers forever.

So it\'s almost impossible to get good equipment and "normal" missions, those are determined by the Supreme Command, the 82nd Infantry Regiment is more like a puppet who can\'t control itself... A puppet can\'t change the threader of course idea.

unless…

   "Unless we can win a battle!" Shulka said: "Or play an important role in the battle!"

  Major Mikhailvich replied: "We all know this, Shulka, because it restores our honor, but we will probably be dead before that, and the unit no longer exists!"

   "Probably not!" Shulka replied.

   "How can it not be?" Andrianka spread his hands: "Can charging the enemy with rifles and grenades win victory? No, I don\'t think so!"

   Shulka didn\'t speak.

  Major Mikhailvich and Andrianka thought that Shulka had nothing to do about it, but it wasn\'t. Shulka just didn\'t know how to explain his thoughts.

   Or it can be said that this idea is simply unexplainable and unreasonable, unless they are told that they can foresee the future and know what will happen in the future.

   When Major Mikhailvich and Andrianka went out to train the troops, Schur found an excuse to dismiss the guards, and then called Kalashnikov.

  The call was answered by a correspondent. In this era, even a place like the tractor factory cannot have one phone call for each office, especially Kalashnikov is not considered an important person at this time.

After more than a minute, Kalashnikov answered the phone. When he heard Shulka\'s voice, he couldn\'t help but exclaimed: "Shulka, I heard that you have been promoted. How about it? How is the new team?"

   "Yes, I\'m fine!" Shulka replied insincerely.

   Kalashnikov wanted to say something more, but Shulka interrupted him: "I don\'t have much time, Comrade Kalashnikov, I need your help with something!"

   "Of course, Shulka!" Kalashnikov responded immediately.

   "I am now in the 82nd Infantry Regiment of the 27th Infantry Division of the Third Army!" Shulka said, "Do you remember this number?"

   "Well, yes, Comrade Shulka!" Kalashnikov replied.

   "You find a way to transfer it to Stalingrad!"

   "What?" Kalashnikov couldn\'t help being stunned: "But, how can I do it?"

   "Think of a way, Kalashnikov!" Shulka said: "For example, your plan needs talents, workers, or something else!"

   "Okay, I\'ll try!" Kalashnikov replied: "But I can\'t guarantee that it will work!"

   "Thank you, Comrade Kalashnikov!"

   "Fuck you!" Kalashnikov cursed and hung up the phone.

   This is Shulka\'s idea.

  Shuerka considered that whenever the 82nd Infantry Regiment went to the battlefield, it would be hard to escape the fate of cannon fodder.

   This is not only because of the equipment, but also because of the nature of the mission: If the superiors arrange for the 82nd infantry to step on mines or use their lives to scout enemy firepower, so what if Shulka is capable? In such an army, Shulka\'s ideas had no chance to play out.

   After much deliberation, there is only one suitable battlefield for the 82nd Infantry Regiment... Stalingrad.

  Although the environment of the Stalingrad battlefield is harsh, and it is said that the troops who entered the meat grinder of Stalingrad in history rarely survived for three days.

   But this is all without preparation.

  If Shulka can lead the 82nd Infantry Regiment to make some preparations in Stalingrad, maybe it can play some unexpected roles.

   On the other side, Kalashnikov went directly to Sisoy.

   "Comrade Sisoi!" Kalashnikov said directly to Sisoi: "Do you remember Comrade Shulka?"

   "Of course!" Hisoey replied.

   "He is now the deputy commander of the 82nd Infantry Regiment!"

   "Oh, he deserves it!" Hisoi didn\'t know the actual situation, but still said with emotion: "In fact, I think he should have become a commander long ago!"

"I don\'t know why!" Kalashnikov said: "Shulka wants his troops to come to Stalingrad for training. Maybe... he is more familiar with the training factory here or some other reason, I don\'t know very well, you have Is there any way?"

   "Of course, Comrade Kalashnikov!" Sissoy responded without thinking: "It would be great if his troops could come here for training. I happen to have some questions to ask him!"

  So, the matter went smoothly.

   After all, this is not a big deal for Sisuoyi, and it is not difficult for Sisuoyi to transfer an army. It is normal for scientific research units to transfer some personnel.

   Shulka never told Major Mikhailvich and Andrianka about this.

  All they knew was that a few days later, the division headquarters called the regiment headquarters and ordered: "Assemble at the train station immediately, the goal is Stalingrad, there is a new mission!"

   "Yes!" Major Mikhailvich couldn\'t help but wonder after putting down the phone: "Stalingrad?"

  Andrianka shook his head helplessly, and said: "They may be planning to treat us as workers. I heard that tanks, shells and other things are being mass-produced there!"

  Major Mikhailvich nodded in agreement, and he couldn\'t think of any new tasks in Stalingrad.

  Shuerka also pretended not to know.

   After all, who believes that a rear city like Stalingrad will soon become a battlefield for Germany and the Soviet Union and even become the meat grinder with the most casualties in history?

  Uryupinsk is not far from Stalingrad, more than 300 kilometers away, and we will arrive in a few hours.

  Kalashnikov had been waiting for Shulka at the station a long time ago. As soon as he saw Shulka, he warmly greeted him and gave Shulka a hug.

   To be honest, Shulka is not used to this kind of behavior, but this is almost always the case when meeting friends in the Soviet Union, so Shulka just went to do as the Romans do.

   "How is it?" Kalashnikov punched Shulka and said, "I\'m already a senior commander, I should salute you, Comrade Deputy Commander!"

  Shuerka just raised his head towards his troops next to him: "Those are my soldiers!"

  Kalashnikov froze immediately, and looked at Shulka with disbelieving eyes.

   Obviously, these soldiers are not at the same level as the 1st Guards Tank Brigade.

  (end of this chapter)