Chapter 839

A small station in Belarus, a busy morning., This is now an important German material reserve base, as well as a material transfer station leading to the front line. The Germans want trains to take the most important part of transportation, because after all, trains use the most coal in Germany.

On the platform, there are all kinds of goods piled up like a mountain. According to the inherent strict spirit of the German, they are clearly placed in different categories. In the distance, on the railway track, a train with white smoke is slowly driving into the small station, and some German sergeants in charge of registration have already stood in their positions.

"Train 68 has begun to arrive! Train 68 has begun to arrive! Please pay attention to the safety of the people on the platform. " In the corner of the awning on the platform, the sweet voice of the only female railway soldier in the small station came from the huge horn, which made some German soldiers whistle and roar.

A general waiting on the platform for the train to return to Poland frowned and looked at his adjutant. With a trace of dissatisfaction, he began to complain: "these soldiers have been away from home for a year, they have not spent Christmas with their relatives, they have not slept with their own women, and they have been facing a group of bloody Soviets in the front line for a whole year."

He looked at the soldiers shouting and laughing in the direction of the station, sighed and said, "what they need most now is to go home and have a good bath, hang up their beard, and then have a big dinner with their children. Not fighting for the country, in places like this. "

"In fact, they are going home." The adjutant looked at the soldiers whose weapons had been taken away, and then replied with disapproval: "after working here, they will take our train and return to Germany for a holiday. The holiday lasts for one month. It's really enviable, isn't it?"

In order to solve the problem of front-line soldiers' Weariness of war, and to strengthen the communication between the army and the people in the rear, so that all people can personally realize the strength and richness of the motherland, the huge German army is implementing the rotation system of front-line troops.

The troops who have been fighting on the front line for six months are ordered to return to Germany according to the order of merit, for a 15 day personal holiday and a 15 day assembly rest. The front-line vacancies will be filled by troops drawn from group B and group C. This is a long-term plan that must be adhered to for a long time. The purpose is to let the newly formed German troops go through the baptism of real war, and also to let the troops who have been on the battlefield for a longer time get rest and maintain better combat effectiveness.

Of course, although holidays are tempting candy, these troops will have to go through the most test before they can eat it. This can be regarded as a quick use of human resources, which fully proves the paranoid and meticulous calculation of the precise German coordinator.

With the sound of metal friction, No. 68 train finally stopped on the platform. The black locomotive was painted with slightly old red paint. On both sides of the locomotive, the boiler was welded with a bracket with armor plate, and a whole piece of heavy bulletproof armor plate was hung on it.

The second one is a carriage filled with coal. Only with this carriage can the train run on the track. Further behind is a temporarily modified armored carriage with sandbags on which stands a striking mg42 machine gun. Several German SS soldiers were leaning on sandbags with rifles, looking lazily at the friendly troops on the platform.

"Work! Work! Send these materials to the warehouse quickly, and you can get on the train back to Germany earlier! " An officer shouts to a large group of soldiers who have been waiting on the platform for a long time. Everyone is in a buzz, and everyone's enthusiasm rises to a new height.

After all, for every soldier who has been fighting on the front line for nearly a year, the word "home" has great attraction. Everyone is excited for their upcoming holiday, which is the biggest praise for their killing after a long time.

"Wow!" The SS soldiers who just jumped off the train opened the sealed carriage and pulled the sliding door to one side, revealing that the carriage was full of ammunition. This is a special train for ammunition. The inside of the train is full of neatly stacked wooden boxes. The caliber and type of ammunition are marked on the wooden boxes with huge black print.

"No smoking! No Smoking! Do you want to blow up here? " An officer loudly reminded his subordinates that many people quickly took out the cigarette butt in the corner of their mouth, threw it to their feet and stepped on it violently. They survived the enemy's gunfire and shuttled through the barrage of bullets, but they didn't want to be killed on the platform of their home. The ban on smoking has been issued several times, but it's better to see dangerous goods with your own eyes.

"Let's go! Move these things to the waiting car over there. When the car is full, pile them up in the warehouse! Be careful! handle gently! You are all people who have dealt with these materials. You know how dangerous these things are! " An officer waved and ordered his troops to work.

Some people stood on the platform, waiting for the soldiers on the carriage to hand the ammunition to them, while others stood further away, passing such dangerous ammunition one by one. The originally noisy platform is becoming more and more orderly. Because of the large number of troops, things on the train are decreasing at the speed visible to the naked eye.

The conveyor belt formed by people connected to the highway outside the small station, where there are large trucks with different license plates, some of which are German military vehicles, some of which are seized in the Soviet Union, and there are signs used by the Soviet army. What's more funny is that there are even some cars from the German people, which use the license plates of Frankfurt, Munich and Berlin. These cars are used by the military to make up for the lack of mechanization in the front line. Then there are French cars with French license plates, old cars from Belgium, Holland and even Poland. Anyway, the German people don't seem to mind bringing them to the front“ The trucks of the Logistics Department of the second army of the national defense force, our trucks are all military, durable and full-bodied. There is no problem with overloading some of them. " An officer of the Logistics Department of the second army who came here from the front line indicated that his truck could carry some more materials, but the non commissioned officer who registered and counted refused. He argued for it. After all, the other troops were waiting for the distribution of these weapons“ What about the rest of the space? Can't I just let my car carry half the goods back? " The officer spread out his hands and looked like I would not go back if you didn't give me supplies. It can be seen that the officer is also a rogue here. After all, fighting for supplies is not much easier than fighting“ The rest of the place is filled with grain and oil! More food, less fuel, and limited strategic reserves of fuel. " The dispatcher, with the expression of "I'm very proud, don't push your inch", pointed to the warehouse on the other side and said, "move out of your position quickly. The Logistics Department of the 13th SS armored division of a group army is still waiting!"“ Alas... It's a headache to hate less soldiers when fighting and more people when getting supplies. " The officer sighed and motioned to his men to move the car and go to the next warehouse to get a good position. In short, whatever supplies are needed at the front line and what decoration is needed to go back are all hot goods. As soon as he left, another row of cars came in. The officers who jumped from the leading car were dressed in SS uniforms. They didn't clean them for several days. They were a bit sloppy. But the officer was not sloppy. On the contrary, he was tall and handsome. The officer jumped out of the truck and ran to the sergeant. He immediately showed a flattering expression. He took out his cigarette and shoved it into the sergeant's hand. At the same time, he said: "we just fought a sniper battle. The ammunition consumption is too high and we need to supplement it urgently! It's urgent to supplement! "“ Two boxes? " With disdain on his face, the sergeant beat the notebook twice with a pen. Then he turned around and said to a colleague passing by: "let's record the cigarettes over there. The 13th armored division of the SS, after receiving 10 cigarettes, take him to sign!" After that, he motioned for the flattering SS officer to move away, and at the same time, he loudly reminded: "110 boxes of bullets! Ten more cases, don't mess with it! See clearly! If you count wrong, everyone will be fined 300 marks! " While shouting, he skillfully threw two packets of cigarettes in his hand to the statistician who was responsible for watching each truck, and then waved the notebook in his hand to the far away SS officer: "thank you, man! Next time there's something good, I'll keep it for your 13th division. " It's almost noon. There are not many trucks in the small station. The rest are the people from the infantry logistics department. Compared with the "Sons" of armored forces and bullet soldiers, the vehicles of these troops are not so good-looking. Some troops are carriages, others are donkey carts and mules, and even the worse troops have only carts. With the change of vehicles, the carrying capacity also dropped a lot. The materials piled up in the small station were still piled up, only a few were transported to the front line, and the muddy and potholes still left the German army helpless. After a while of noise, another train slowly pulled up to the platform.