July 20, 1943, Moscow.!

The competition between the two sides for Moscow is continuing. A large number of supplies are transported to Moscow. This is a supply belonging to the Germans.

But the Russians who struggled to persevere in Moscow cannot get any supplies.

Especially in terms of food, Moscow had already implemented food rationing before the war began. When the war really broke out in this city, the food shortage had reached a very serious point.

The soldiers of the regular army were able to receive enough food to make ends meet every day, but the situation of the civilian armed forces was seriously unoptimistic.

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They are fighting for their faith hungry.

The German army was always fighting steadily, and they were not in a hurry to win the final victory immediately. On the contrary, they showed sufficient patience in the war.

In some city fortresses, the German army would first use artillery fire to repeatedly bombard the fire. The fierce artillery fire and the strong bombing force were amazing. It was not until the artillery shells were sorted out that there were no more living people left in the fortress, and the German commando would carefully occupy the place.

It seems that this greatly hindered the German army's advancement speed, but it minimized its own casualties.

This is also Ernst.

Marshal Breme's order - to allow as many soldiers as possible to return to their hometowns alive.

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In addition to ammunition and food, medicines are also a focus of attention between both parties.

The weather is gradually getting hotter, and a large number of corpses that are not too late to be processed are likely to cause the spread of diseases. Whether the soldiers injured on the battlefield can receive timely treatment is also the key to whether they can survive.

The German battlefield medical teams were everywhere, and medical officers braved the enemy's artillery fire and bullets to provide rescue and treatment to soldiers on the verge of death anytime and anywhere.

The Germans were also grateful to these medical officers, who were guarding their side like a group of angels on the battlefield.

Klingenberg is one of them.

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In his commando, some of the players who were injured in the offense, if it weren't for those cute angels, they would have said goodbye to this world long ago.

But on July 20, what made Klingenberg angry happened:

Sergeant Mathurman and Nurse Linda are missing.

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The Sgt. was a doctor, and he and Nurse Linda were simply the patron saints of German soldiers.

He once worked on the operating table for two days and two nights, saving the lives of a large number of German soldiers.

But now this respected doctor is missing!

"The sergeant heard that there was a wounded man in high danger on the front line, so he took Nurse Linda to the front line...." His subordinate Smalling briefly reported to him: "But since last night, both the sergeant and the nurse lost contact. We were ordered to search, but we found the bodies of the two guards responsible for escorting them...."

"Damn, the sergeant fell into the hands of the Russians..." Klingenberg's face turned gloomy: "Is there any clue nearby?"

"Yes, there is a Russian infantry battalion nearby, with two T-34s. If the sergeant is still alive, then I think he must be there."

"Get together the team and advance immediately...Smolin, take your squad and report to me immediately the detailed intelligence reconnaissance and report to me!"

"Yes, Major!"

At this time, Sergeant Mathurman and Nurse Linda did fall into the hands of the Russians.

They encountered an attack on the way, and the two guards died in battle to protect them. Originally, the Russians were going to kill them, but when they saw that two prisoners were doctors and nurses, they changed their minds.

After all, doctors are one of the most sought after professions on the battlefield.

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There were also a large number of wounded people in this camp of the Russians. Although he faced the enemy, he and Nurse Linda tried his best to save the lives of these Russians.

Especially one of their company commanders was very serious, and the Soviet battalion commander Pintolov almost ordered Sergeant Maximan to rescue the company commander in a threatening tone.

This company commander named Kapsky is said to be a hero company commander personally received by Comrade Stalin and is highly valued.

"I can't guarantee that I can save him. His injuries are so serious..."

When Sergeant Mathurman said this, Pintolov pulled out his pistol and pushed it on Sergeant's head.

But this did not panic at all in Sergeant Mathurman. On the contrary, he encouraged the panicked Nurse Linda to calm down with a smile, and then said calmly: "Mr. Major, I am a doctor. I will do my best to complete my tasks, but I will never agree to things that I cannot do. This violates my professional ethics and is also seriously irresponsible to the patients..."

Pintolov looked at the German angrily, and finally put down his pistol helplessly: "You must save him. He is a hero. He has been personally received by Comrade Stalin!"

"For me, heroes are exactly the same as ordinary people..." Sergeant Mathurman carefully examined Kapsky, then looked up and asked, "Where is the operating table? Where is the medicine?"

Pintolov was stunned, then shook his head: "No, we don't have these things."

Sergeant Mathieuman said lightly, and he had heard the embarrassing situation of the Russians from other German officers: "Ms. Linda, see if there is anything we can use in the ambulance bag we carry?"

"Sergeant, OK."

Under the simplicity of conditions, Kapusky, who underwent emergency surgery without any anesthesia, was in pain. Fortunately, Sergeant Mathurman's superb surgery did not disappoint.

"You are a very courageous officer." Sergeant Mathurman said while examining the treated wounds.

"Thank you, doctor." said the weak Kapsky. "Your Russian is so good. Where did you learn it?"

"Oh, I know English, Russian, and I know a little Portuguese." Sergeant Mathurman continued: "Mr. Officer, I must remind you that although I have treated your wounds, your injuries are too heavy. If you cannot get medicine in time and send you to a place with better conditions, you may not survive tonight."

"I know, I know..." Kapsky sighed in a low voice: "But none of these have no medicines or field hospitals... Doctor, you have done everything you can do, thank you..."

Sergeant Mathurman was a little regretful. As a doctor, he could not tolerate his patients dying in front of him, but what could he do in the current situation?

At this time, the sound of artillery came, and a team of German commandos appeared outside the Soviet position under the cover of a leopard tank and quickly entered the attack.

That was Klingenberg and his commando.

They must find a way to rescue Sergeant Mathurman and Nurse Linda no matter what the price they pay.

Pintolov and his soldiers immediately entered the counterattack. The terrain here was very beneficial to the defense, and the German army could not advance to the position in a short period of time.

When the German army was repelled for the first attack, there were more wounded people here. The few medicines in the ambulance bag had long been used up, but Sergeant Mathurman was still trying to save the lives of the wounded. In the eyes of a real doctor, there was no enemy.

However, at this time, Kapsky's situation became very serious and he was already in a dangerous situation.

"He can't hold on for an hour without medicine..." Even though Pintolov pointed his gun at his head again, Sergeant Mathurman said calmly: "And even if there is medicine now, it may be a bit late..."

"I don't have medicine, no!" Pintolov shouted in anger. Suddenly his voice stopped abruptly. He looked at Sergeant Mathurman and then at Nurse Linda: "We don't have it, but the Germans have it..."

Sergeant Mathurman knew what he wanted to do, and sure enough, Pintolov said immediately: "Doctor, prescribe the medicine you need... and what's your name?"

"Masheman, J.Masheman." Sergeant Masheman calmly fired the drug list he needed, but did not hand it over to Pintolov, but put it in Linda's hands: "I think if I'm not wrong, you're going to take me as a hostage and ask Nurse Linda to the German army opposite to ask for medicine?"

"You are so smart, doctor." Pintolov smiled: "Love nurse, please leave here now. Within half an hour, I need to see the medicine. Let me tell the German officer opposite that if my request cannot be met, Sergeant Mathurman's body will be shot through...."

"Go, Linda, don't be afraid!" Sergeant Mathurman encouraged Linda with a smile.

Linda waved a white flag and walked out.

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"Doctor Mathurman is in their hands, here is the list of medicines that the Russians need." When he saw Major Klingenberg, Nurse Linda said hurriedly: "Major, please give me the medicine immediately. Now the doctor's head is pressing several rifles."

"Prepare now!" Klingenberg said without hesitation: "Smolin, you are responsible for delivering the medicine to the Russians. Nurse Linda, you are safe now."

"No!" Linda said unexpectedly: "It must be delivered by me personally, and the doctor is still in their hands! I will never leave the doctor behind, alone here."
To be continued...