binnovel Chapter 1805 The world is a vast complex web of human relationships.
Chapter 1805 The world is a vast complex web of human relationships.
Yurisov looked at the female elf before him, his thoughts drifting back to six years ago.
That long night.
"What's your name?"
"Yurisov! Private First Class, 2nd Regiment, 3rd Brigade, 1st Panzer Division."
"how old are you?"
"17 years old……"
"How could your leader Lyon send a child to the battlefield?"
"I lied about my age, and the recruiting officer was my relative, which is why I was able to join the National Defense Force."
"Silly child, joining the army is not a good thing!"
"No, I joined the army not only for myself, but also for our country. The leader said that the people of Dayan will never succumb to the oppression of other countries."
We were expelled from various countries to the Great Yan. At first, we had no concept of a country. It was our leader who led us to successfully establish a country, making us a nation and a common people!
We will give anything to protect this country, simply because our leader has given us hope. Why should we, who live on this land known as a cursed place, continue to be ostracized by other countries? We are human beings too, and we have our own demands!
Yurisov was already somewhat pale when he finished speaking.
"My name is Vishir. To be honest, I haven't been in the army for long, but I'm much older than you. I'm probably 102 years old this year!"
"Should I call you sister, auntie, or grandma...?"
Before Yurisov could finish speaking, he felt Vishir's murderous gaze.
Yurisov, being a straight man, immediately realized something was wrong.
Although he has low emotional intelligence, he can still sense changes in the atmosphere.
"Your leg is injured, where are your comrades?"
Vishir was currently retreating backwards with Yurisov on his back.
The elven capital was far from peaceful at night.
Gunfire and fighting were everywhere.
The First Armored Division helped the elves fight against the invasion of the Demon Empire in the capital of the Elven Empire.
They have been fighting for three days.
Half of the elven empire's capital was destroyed.
The 1st Armored Division also suffered heavy losses, with no company remaining at full strength.
The companies that suffered the most severe casualties were basically reduced to just a few squads.
"They were scattered. A regiment of demon infantry launched an attack. The company commander was killed, and the four platoon leaders each led their troops to defend. However, the infantry regiment divided and encircled us. I was knocked unconscious by a shell, and when I woke up, I couldn't find my comrades..."
Yurisov sounded somewhat frustrated.
On the battlefield, what soldiers fear most is being abandoned.
"Don't be afraid, child, aren't we here for you? You humans have come all this way to help us fight, so we should at least lend you a hand, shouldn't we?"
Vishir gave a friendly smile and then quickened his pace.
Within the capital of this elven empire.
A female elf in a bright green military uniform is carrying a blood-soaked National Defense Army soldier as she quickly traverses the ruins.
There were burning objects and a lot of ruins everywhere along the way.
The once-prosperous capital of the Elven Empire was reduced to ashes in this war.
The sounds of gunfire around the city added a touch of solemnity to the place.
The combination of a human and an elf is rather unusual.
On the way to the field hospital.
The two witnessed wave after wave of Elven Empire armies and defense forces heading to the battlefield.
Especially those national defense forces.
Currently, the National Defense Force in the capital of the Elf Empire consists of only the First Armored Division.
It can be said that the division commander treated one soldier of the 1st Armored Division as if he were two.
After a brief rest, the withdrawn troops were brought back to the battlefield.
Although the Elven Empire's army has been stationed in the Elven Empire's capital, their combat effectiveness is questionable.
The National Defense Forces could only take a short rest before heading to important defensive positions.
The soldiers on the road couldn't help but take a second look at this human-elf duo.
An officer from the National Defense Forces walked over and asked.
"This is what you are doing?"
"Reporting to the company commander, my leg is injured and I can't find my unit. This little elf comrade took the initiative to lead me out of the battlefield."
Yurisov spoke decisively.
"Then you should go to the rear hospital for treatment as soon as possible. We're here on the front lines. Which unit are you in? I'll keep an eye out for you."
"Yurisov, 4th Company, 1st Battalion, 2nd Regiment, 3rd Brigade!"
The Wehrmacht lieutenant nodded, then patted Yurisov on the shoulder and returned to his unit, leading his troops to continue their march to the front.
For some reason, Yurisov was very impressed with this lieutenant, perhaps because the lieutenant was about the same age as himself.
She was probably around eighteen or nineteen years old.
Yurisov didn't know the lieutenant's name, but he did know one thing.
That is, after the Battle of the Elven Empire's capital ended, Yurisov never saw this second lieutenant of the National Defense Force again...
Vishir, a noble female elf, carried Yurisov, a human, for two hours.
The wounded Yurisov was successfully transported to the field hospital of the 1st Armored Division.
Thanks to timely medical attention, Yurisov avoided amputation.
That's why we have Captain Yurisov today.
If it weren't for Vissil.
Perhaps Yurisov will have his leg amputated and then retire honorably.
Without that, we wouldn't have achieved what we have today.
Yurisov knew he was just a common soldier.
Or perhaps the military was the best place for him.
For people like Yurisov, leaving the army is no different from being killed.
This is one of the reasons why, six years later, Yurisov is still only a captain.
Guderian was already close to becoming a general at the same time.
If it weren't for age restrictions, Guderian might already be a marshal.
Those with slightly weaker abilities have now become senior colonels, or even major generals.
Yurisov and his group, however, remained at the ranks of captain or even major.
Although Yurisov and his men were relatively mediocre in strength, their loyalty was commendable.
For junior officers, what they need to possess is actually quite simple.
That is to resolutely carry out the orders of superiors while uniting everyone in the company.
Knowing these is enough.
Looking at Vishir before him, Yurisov had a thousand words to say, but when he was about to speak, he fell silent.
Yurisov suddenly found himself at a loss for words.
Looking at the silent Yurisov before him, Vishir also recalled that night six years ago.
Because he escorted Yurisov to a field hospital in the rear, he avoided the fate of being killed along with his own company.
That's right, Wissil's company was completely wiped out in the battle that night.
Vishir escaped death because he escorted Yurisov to the rear.
When Vishir returned, he was completely silent upon seeing all his fallen comrades.
The military high command did not punish Vishir; on the contrary, they commended him.
Because Vishir did not participate in the battle while escorting the National Army.
In addition, Wissil is now the only remaining player in the company.
Naturally, they deserve much recognition.
How have you been these past few years?
Seeing Yurisov speechless, Vishir took the initiative to speak.
"It's alright. I've been fighting alongside them in all sorts of battles, and overall I've fared alright, but that's about it. What about you? How did you become the leader of the dwarven resistance?"