The 1st Infantry Regiment received three days of rest.

Of course, this kind of rest cannot be called rest in veritable name, because they are hiding in trenches, and several shells will fly from time to time in the sky. If you don’t pay attention to bending your body, a bullet will fly from the opposite side and make your brain break.

This is a state of combat for other troops, but it is a rest for the Germans in the Stalingrad area... because the northern defense line is still facing the revolving attacks of several Soviet armies.

"Have you heard it?" Eberhard sat next to Qin Chuan and handed a cigarette to Qin Chuan who was squatting in the trench: "The guys squatting on the northern defense line have not closed their eyes for days and nights!"

"I know!" Werner replied: "When I went to the infirmary yesterday..."

As he said that, Werner raised the bandage on his right arm. The guy was not injured at all during the battle of raiding Stalingrad. Instead, he was squatting in the battlefield toilet and holding a cigarette, but was stunned by the shells that fell nearby... When the soldiers discovered him, he was almost buried alive, and buried alive by filth.

This made Werner, who had always been active, not speak for two days. Fortunately, he only suffered a minor injury to his arm.

Werner obviously still has some fears now, but what he is even more annoyed when he hears that he is so dirty.

"I saw a few wounded people there!" said Werner. "I came down from the northern defense line. Their wounds were still bloody, but they were already asleep!"

"How do you know they are asleep, not..." The baker asked halfway because the battlefield is more taboo to say something like this.

"I thought so at first!" Werner said: "But then I heard the cries!"

Werner's words made it difficult for the soldiers around him to imagine that they fell asleep while injured. You can imagine how tired they were.

After a while, the baker said, "So, boys, we are very happy here, aren't we?"

"Yes!" Dominic replied, "At least we are not sleepy yet. If I were him... I wouldn't dare to sleep."

The soldiers all understood what this meant. There were many examples of leaving the world in a daze after falling asleep, and no one would care. They were just one of the many casualties, and everyone seemed to be used to it.

And it is precisely this one that is the most terrifying.

The baker is right, the days of staying at the state-owned farm can indeed be called "happiness", especially in the farm, one or two vegetables, or a shell can also drop a few radishes or a few potatoes from the air.

In fact, what is even more "happy" is that there are rats in the wheat field... If this thing were in the past, German "gentlemen" would be scared to death when they saw it, and some people even feared mice more than their enemies.

This is understandable. In the Middle Ages, there was a large-scale outbreak of plague in Europe... The reason for the large-scale outbreak was that Europeans at that time were generally unhygienic, garbage was discarded at will, drinking water was polluted, rats were rampant, and the fleas they carried were everywhere spreading plague everywhere, resulting in a sharp drop in the entire European population by nearly half.

Under such extremely painful lessons, European talents began to pay attention to urban sanitation and built sewer facilities.

At the same time, the mice inevitably left a huge shadow in their hearts.

However, when Qin Chuan caught a few voles and then peeled them and skewed them on the branches and baked them in the fire, the fragrance that drifted in the wind immediately caused the nearby German soldiers to swallow their saliva.

When Qin Chuan chewed the scorched field mouse skewers with relish, the German soldiers could no longer bear it.

"Major!" Yakopu looked at the food in Qin Chuan's hand and asked knowingly: "How is it?"

"Well, it's great!" Qin Chuan answered vaguely, then handed the voles string to Yakopo and asked, "Do you want to give it a try?"

"No!" Yakopu still refused: "Is there no problem with this...?"

"What's the problem?" Qin Chuan asked back.

"I don't know!" Yakopu looked at the others and replied, "I mean, can it be eaten?"

"What do you think I'm doing?" Qin Chuan asked back, and at the same time he ate a piece of field meat.

Europeans often fall into a misunderstanding about food: humans are omnivores, and as long as they are healthy and nutritious, there is nothing they can’t eat. However, Europeans are because of the monotony and poor food culture of their own... After going over and over again, they only have those foods and those methods, so they get used to such diets and feel that their diet is simple. On the other hand, they will wear tinted glasses to see the rich and colorful diets and methods of the Chinese, and even simply attribute it to "Chinese people can put everything on the table."

Finally, Dominic mustered up the courage: "Major, can I give it a try?"

"Of course!" Qin Chuan simply broke the branches and divided them into one for Dominic.

Dominic was still a little scared when he looked at the black and voles in front of him, but after a fierce ideological struggle, he finally plucked up the courage to bite him with his eyes closed.

"Hmm!" After a while, Dominic slowly opened his eyes, looked at Qin Chuan unexpectedly, nodded and said, "You are right, Major, it tastes good!"

As he said that, he couldn't care about anything anymore, and he opened his mouth and feasted.

The soldiers were obviously still hesitating, looking at each other and looking at you.

Dominic said incrediblely: "Please, gentlemen. This is a battlefield. We don't know when we will die, but you are worried that roasted voles will kill you!"

After Dominic said this, the soldiers suddenly realized and each mustered up the courage to ask Qin Chuan for some attempt.

Although there are too many monks and too little porridge, each person only gets a small piece, but the result is out of control.

"Well, it tastes really good!"

“It tastes a bit like…roasted duck’s crispy skin!”

"I think we should make more of this stuff!"

"I agree!"

"I'm the one!"

...

So a "Mouse Catching Special Operations Team" was quickly formed. Everyone held a stick in their hands. They found a mouse hole and stood in place to surround them. The two of them started digging with engineer shovels...

When the mouse ran out, it chased and beat him up.
Chapter completed!