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  Although the equipment is still seriously insufficient at this time, as long as there is a planned overall arrangement for training, it is not a problem.

  For example, Shulka divided the combatants into two groups, one group trained in the morning and the other in the afternoon. When one group was training, the other group produced rifle parts in the factory to catch up with the progress.

   In this way, two groups of people can use the same batch of equipment for training.

  Then each batch is divided into several parts: this part is shooting training, the other part is throwing training, and then there are rocket launcher, submachine gun and other training.

  Of course, more people still have rifles and anti-tank grenades. During the training, Shuerka paid attention to selecting some soldiers with good physical strength and agility to serve as bazooka shooters and submachine gunners, and also selected some good marksmanship to form a sniper company.

   The sniper company can be said to be the lowest-cost unit. Most of them don't even have a scope, just an ordinary rifle.

  However, in urban street fighting, especially in night fighting, the requirements for scopes are actually not high, because most of them are close-range combat, and a little farther away in night fighting is a question of whether you can see it rather than the size of the target.

Shulka's training for them is more about the control of the battlefield than marksmanship or tactical skills... Urban street fighting is not the same as field sniping. The former requires cooperation with comrades, otherwise snipers are easily besieged by the enemy. In contrast, the latter can shoot at a longer distance and is easier to escape.

  In short, what Shulka has to do is to make every arrangement he thinks is necessary for possible future situations, so that the 82nd Infantry Regiment can exert every bit of its combat effectiveness as much as possible.

   "Shuerka!" On this day, when Shuerka was still training data and organizing personnel, a familiar figure appeared at the door.

  Shuerka looked up, and it turned out to be Walrasha.

   "Why are you here?" Shulka looked at her in surprise.

  Walrasha didn't care about other people's eyes, rushed forward and plunged into Shulka's arms.

This made Shulka a little embarrassed. He peeked at the nearby guards and correspondents...Fortunately, they were very funny. After snickering, they greeted each other and gave the space to the two of them. Andrianka went out Qian also twirled and danced to Shulka, and then closed the door.

   "What happened?" Val Rasha raised her head, her eyes worried: "They don't allow the newspaper to write any articles related to you, and besides...I'm sorry, they took your parents away from me!"

   "They were taken away?" Shulka couldn't help being shocked.

   "No, they're fine!" Valrasha said, "I went to see them, and they were sent home to rebuild their homes with others!"

  Hearing this, Shulka couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

   "What happened?" Valratha asked. "Did you lose the battle? Or did you make a mistake?"

   "No, no!" Shulka shook his head.

   "Then why..."

  Shuerka didn't know how to answer, and at this moment Shurka even hesitated.

To be honest, Shulka didn't have much contact with Valrasha, and Shulka wasn't sure if he could trust Valrasha without reservation... This is also the sadness of being in the Soviet Union during this period, too many "little ones" report", so that it is difficult to build a trust relationship between each other, or the risk of trust is multiplied.

  But after thinking about it, Shulka decided to tell the truth to Val Rasha.

  The reason is that Shulka has considered one point. Valrasha has already sensed that something has happened. If she is smart enough, she should choose to draw a line with Shulka instead of coming to Stalingrad.

   This has the potential to ruin everything she has now.

   "You shouldn't have come, Valrasha!" said Shulka.

   "Do you think I will leave you alone?" Val Lasha smiled and shook her head.

   "I believe it's because my superiors have doubts about my identity!" Shulka replied: "Perhaps you have heard that the Germans praised me and belittled Mehlis at the front not long ago!"

   "But they are telling the truth!" Walrasha complained for Shulka: "The Germans are a kind of respect for their opponents, and everyone knows this because of their disdain for Mechelis!"

"Perhaps you are right!" Shulka said helplessly, "but these words cannot be said by the Germans! You know, there are many officers in our army who were bribed by the Germans. The Germans tried their best to make these officers Get a higher position in order to get more valuable information. This will make the superiors suspect that I am one of them..."

   "It's not fair to you!"

   "Nothing is fair or unfair, Valrasha!" Shulka said: "This is war!"

   "What can I do?" Varrasha said, "Such as report to the superior? Or write something in the newspaper?"

   "No, you don't do anything!" Shulka was sincere, because the more he did this, the more suspicious he would be to his superiors.

"You don't need to worry about this!" Seeing Valrasha's anxious look, Shulka couldn't help but stroke her hair protruding from her ear, and said: "I believe that the superior will know the truth one day, I have confidence !"

"But I'm not confident, Shulka!" Valrasha almost cried: "You have to leave this unit, Shulka...Listen to me, I heard some news before coming here, the 82nd Infantry Regiment will not Hopefully, they'll send you into battle..."

   "I'll be fine, Valrasha!"

   "Don't worry, I will have someone transfer you out of here, any army..."

   "No, I'm fine here! I'm training them..."

  Valrasha suddenly yelled hysterically: "Listen to me, Shulka!"

  At that moment, both of them were stunned. Shulka didn't expect Val Lasha to have such a crazy side, and maybe Val Lasha didn't expect it either.

   After a while, Val Rasha took out a cigarette from her pocket, lit it for herself with trembling hands, and calmed down after taking a deep breath and exhaling thick smoke.

"I can't let them take you away like this again, understand?" Valrasha said. "That's how they took my father back then. Like you, he also told me that he was confident that he would handle everything and come back. With us! But that's not the case!"

  It was only then that Shulka remembered that Valrasha said before that his father was transferred to command a battle that was almost impossible to win because of certain things, and took the blame for that failure.

   Now Shulka's situation is indeed very similar to him, so it also hurts Valrasha's sensitive nerves, so he ran to Stalingrad desperately to hope to change everything.

  (end of this chapter)