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201 – Stormy Eastern Front (2)
Kurrure, Kurrle Kung!!
Purrule, purr pushshii-.
“Hey! Head! What’s the matter!!”
The streetcar that had been running all the way across the plain stopped emitting black smoke. When the startled commander of the follow-up vehicle opened the hatch and shouted, a face stained with annoyance jumped out of the tank in question.
“Damn it.”
Sergeant Morpho uttered just that one word and pretended to cut his throat with one hand.
“Ha! I’m finally gone, I’m finally gone.”
A hand signal that the tank has become immobilized.
The follow-up tank commander burst into laughter as he looked at Morpho, who took out a cigarette in anger.
“It made no sense in the first place!”
“…… This is also a miracle, yes.”
Uk ranian 5th Corps.
The 1st Armored Brigade’s 332nd Tank Battalion, 2nd Company’s 1st car.
From the first battle to the present. It was a strange tank that hadn’t spread even once in about two months.
In the first place, the Dnur tank is not a very sturdy tank.
The suspension often fell off, and the engine started screaming every now and then if I wanted to run on rough terrain even a little.
Twenty-five tanks were lost that way.
Considering that only 3 tanks were damaged by enemy attacks, it was a staggering figure.
In effect, it was as if a battalion had been replaced with non-combat losses.
Even in such a situation, Sergeant Morpho’s tank was the only one that kept its position from start to finish.
“What, what happened?”
“Captain, the morpho guy’s lover is finally broken.”
“Ha, sorry. Had he returned alive, he would have become a legend of Dnure.”
Major Erwin Ruth spat out a word of regret and waved his arms toward the vehicle behind him.
“Stop!! Everyone, take a break until we destroy the Dnure tank!”
“Relax!!”
“It’s a break!!”
At those words, the soldiers crumpled inside the tank jumped out like squirrels waking up from a hibernation.
“You’ve collected eight kill marks at most, but you feel regretful?”
“It’s a kill mark, can’t we repaint it?”
Whoa, white smoke came out of Sergeant Morpho’s mouth.
It was a fierce battle. The Bertrand T tank of the Imperial Army of Soviet was agile, agile, and strong.
Of course, they couldn’t catch up with the skills of Sergeant Morpho and his combatants who destroyed 8 tanks.
In all battles, only 3 tanks were hit and only 12 of the battalion were lost, which was nothing short of a miracle.
“For the next battle…… D’Nur alone won’t be able to build a record like this.”
“I think so too.”
“I need to make a strong case for Brigadier General Enoch Levandel.”
I thought that Uk ran also put a lot of effort into developing new weapons, and was not far behind when compared to big countries like the Free Democratic Republic of Fru and the Reinhardt Empire.
The Soviet Imperial Army’s tanks were the target of shock to the front-line tank soldiers.
A tank that moves using mobility and firepower, not defense.
Because its role was different from that of the Uk ranian D’Nur, whose main purpose was close fire support for infantry and breakthrough of trench lines.
“I think we need some tanks like that.”
“In fact, the Düssain medium tank had reinforced armor and firepower in D’Nure’s design. I don’t think it will be able to secure the fast mobility like the Bertrand T type.”
“So that means we have to develop a whole new tank, for me.”
“I don’t know how much time I have left, but I’ll have to talk to the brigadier general.”
It was a time of upheaval.
If you spend your time leisurely as before, you will be eaten up by change before you know it.
The Uk ranians won a victory, but that doesn’t mean they can’t relax.
“Commander! Ready to tow and self-destruct!”
“Okay, let me go now.”
“Detonate detonate detonate!!”
Boom! Accompanied by a heavy explosion, dark smoke came out of the magic complex engine. Not only the engine, but also the gun barrel into which the grenade was thrown were bent as if by the explosion.
“The kids in Car No. 1 Are going with the 2nd company commander, okay?”
“Yes, I understand.”
“Then let’s start again! I can’t just hang out here!”
Very, empty!
Kurrureur— Burrureung!
At Erwin Ruth’s words, the soldiers who were enjoying an intermission of smoking and light snacks rushed into the tank.
“The 3rd Company is now in the lead. Lead well and follow well!”
Use this victory as a stepping stone.
The Uk ranian armored force will be further strengthened.
When that time comes, the territory they step on will become the heart of the empire, not the land of the puppet state Lunetsk.
Major Erwin Ruth turned around and looked at the black smoke-stained horizon.
***
March 17th.
It has been about 22 days since the Soviet Empire crossed the border and started a full-scale invasion.
“Our forces captured Vostok. There are no Lunetsk rebels left in our country now!”
As a joyful voice resounded through the General Staff Department, Lieutenant General Sonny Zeppelin popped the champagne that was on the table as if he had been waiting for this moment.
“Glory to the motherland!!”
“Glory to the warriors!!”
The old generals who had reached the age of well over 50 burst into laughter, and the young officers and soldiers all congratulated themselves with high-fives.
Complete victory without disagreement.
Until the advance of the Soviet Empire forces over Lunetsk, most of the people present were seized with fear.
Soviet Empire. A powerful country that could not be compared to the Kingdom of Uk ran in terms of territory, population, and national power.
Even before King Orlando I declared complete independence from the Empire, it was a country that was practically the owner of Uk ran.
Rather than being certain that they could win, it seemed wiser to plan for when the capital fell.
But they did a great job showing off.
When the people sitting in the back are trembling in fear of an invisible enemy.
The comrades on the front line defended the country more courageously than anyone else.
At this fact, the members of the General Staff, from generals to low-level soldiers, couldn’t help but feel ashamed and awe at the same time.
I’m not a thief who lives along the northern mountains.
It’s not even a terrorist organization like the Strigoi.
Not even anti-government forces like the Azov National Liberation Front!
Soviet Imperial Army.
The first victory won in a country that has always looked down on and exploited the Uk ran.
However, there was someone who poured cold water on the raucous atmosphere.
“The war is not over yet.”
It’s small, but the voice that overwhelms the space draws the attention of the staff of the General Staff.
The young Uk ranian monarch, Orlando I, dressed neatly in jet-black uniform.
“It’s good to celebrate a victory. The battle that took place in the Lunetsk region this time will go down in Uk ranian history. But…… !”
The King looked at the vast map spread out on the table. The place where his gaze was directed was the Empire of Sobie.
“The enemy hasn’t even raised their main force yet. Only when we prepare for the next offensive can the comrades who were sacrificed on this battlefield today rest in peace.”
“Uh, uh, that’s not right… ….”
Sonny Zeppelin, who was still holding the bubbling bottle of champagne, looked shyly at the king.
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Of course, Orlando I didn’t even pay attention to her, whether it was because she didn’t notice her, or if she was deliberately ignoring her.
“Besides, how to praise the merits of this battle. Personnel staff should make sure to record and report the relevant information.”
“Ah, I understand, Your Majesty.”
“That…… Then, let’s break up first. The staff remain. As His Majesty said, there is a mountain of work to do.”
In the end, the Chief of the General Staff quickly dispersed his personnel, fearing to offend the King.
“Hmm?”
“Why is that?”
“Why is everyone suddenly in a rush to finish?”
“????”
At the words of King Orlando I, the General Staff fell into chaos.
“That, I am very sorry to inform you…… Didn’t His Majesty just say that since the war isn’t over yet, focus on the assigned mission above all else?”
“No, I didn’t mean to push you guys. Just for the sake of knowing……. Champagne is good to drink. It is true that it is a happy day.”
Orlando I belatedly took control of the situation, but
There was no brave person who could readily arouse the atmosphere at the appearance that the king of a country directly pointed out.
“…… What if I already put it on?”
“What! You got it, you take it!”
“I’ll just give the rest to Enoch.”
In the end, Sonny Zeppelin had to return without finishing the champagne he had prepared.
It was an open secret that King Orlando I had been given the new nickname of ‘Ice King’ by his rear staff.
***
“As they say, the war is not over yet.”
I said to Rumia Bluet, who was sitting with her hands together.
War is not about fighting all day long. Both the attacking and defending sides had no choice but to take a break for replenishment and rest after completing one rotation.
Not only has one corps-level force been razed to the ground in Sovi, but an infighting is likely to be in full swing as to who is responsible for this defeat.
I don’t know about local warfare, but there’s zero chance of bringing down a large army and continuing the invasion like now.
If you break through the odds and launch an invasion, that would be the worst move from the Empire’s point of view.
If that really happened, my intention was not only to preserve the territory, but also to bring in the Western powers completely and destroy the empire with consumption.
Dramatic changes such as a sudden change of people do not occur in actual combat.
Even if more troops are brought in, it is certain that they will be a ragged group similar to the Lunetsk Special Operations Force.
From the point of view of the empire, it would be a ‘suicidal act’ that would do nothing more than consume national power without meaning.
Even though they were horribly defeated, the combat experience they accumulated through this war is still valid.
I wouldn’t be an idiot enough to kick the opportunity to reinforce the Soviet Empire into an even sharper and fiercer army.
“So Rumia, Rumia, prepare yourself now.”
“…… What do you mean?”
“I can’t just keep chasing after myself forever. Rumia definitely has her abilities.”
I took out a letter sent directly from the Uk ranian Personnel Headquarters and delivered it to Rumia Blue.
Rumia Bluet’s eyes widened as she carefully checked the contents of her letter.
I looked at her and laughed at her intelligible reaction.
“Isn’t it not only the position of lieutenant who assists me, Colonel Rumia Bluet?”
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Brigadier General Enoch Levandel.
Awarded with the Uk ranian Hero’s Cross and promoted to major general in recognition of his achievements during the recapture of Lunetsk.
Appointed as the commander of the newly established 92nd Rapid Response Division under the command of the 5th Corps.
Accordingly, the next commander of the 7th Mobile Brigade, which will be under the command of the Rapid Response Division, will be appointed as Colonel Rumia Blue.
Uk ranian Personnel Command.
Letter Orlando Ruth.
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