Sunny days after rain are always soothing!

The weather is neither cold nor hot, and the air is very humid. As long as you take a deep breath, your lungs will feel very comfortable.

Having just finished the Battle of Kursk, everyone is taking time to rest. God knows where the summit will put them on the battlefield.

However, most people in the branch are still willing to stay in Kursk, after all, they are facing the Poles now.

When the war just started two years ago, the Poles were maimed once.

It was the first time that the Ming Dynasty tanks showed their prowess in a foreign land. In the first battle, they killed, wounded and captured 450,000 Polish people.

The Polish army became famous in the first battle and became the army with the greatest losses among the coalition forces.

However, later on, the Austro-Hungarian Empire came up from behind, and the number of battle losses exceeded one million.

This made many coalition forces feel ashamed and felt that there was no hope of catching up.

However, the Polish army suffered huge casualties and still ranked among the top three in the total number of casualties among the coalition forces.

The current Polish army was rebuilt on the basis of the disabled Polish army.

Everyone knows how good it can be.

The Ming troops in the camp all took out their quilts to dry them.

It rained heavily and the humidity was astonishingly high.

Everything seemed to be moldy, especially the quilt I slept on at night.

It was wet, cold, heavy, and hard when it was covered on the body. It was no different from covering the body with a stone.

There’s no way to describe the weather in Kursk. It’s so hot on weekdays that you don’t need to cover yourself with a quilt. But when it rains it’s very cold and you have to cover yourself with a quilt.

Taking advantage of the good weather today, the Ming army took out their quilts to dry them.

Many people even moved their beds out and slept under the sun in the sun.

There are no combat missions now, especially in the area forty or fifty kilometers behind the front, so the Ming army seems very relaxed.

On such a rare good day, no one wants to stay in a prefabricated house.

The old monkey slept deeply and snored loudly.

"Get up!" Ding San came over and lifted the old monkey up.

"What are you doing? I just fell asleep." The old monkey got up and was about to get angry, but he had to give up when he saw that it was Ding San.

"If you want to sleep, get out the bed yourself. Why are you using my bed?" Ding San sat on the bed unceremoniously, squeezing the old monkey away and lying down.

"Why do you hold a gun when you sleep?" Old Monkey sat next to Ding San. Fortunately, they were not fat and could fit in the same bed.

"This is the same as my woman." Ding San took off his military cap and put it on his face, preparing to enjoy this rare leisure time on the battlefield.

"You said yesterday that you were the only woman with yellow hair in your life." The old monkey pushed Ding San away like a wild boar.

"She's not jealous!" Ding San said confidently. After thinking about it, he patted the sniper rifle in his arms: "It won't either."

"Holy shit!" The old monkey was at his wits end.

"Is your safety on that thing turned on? If it goes off, I'll be dead." The old monkey knows the power of the 12.7mm sniper rifle.

Within one thousand meters, it can cut a large living person into two pieces.

Now, the black muzzle of the gun was pointed at his thigh.

If he really goes off the rails, he will have to be a one-legged man for the rest of his life.

"I never turn off the insurance!" Ding San muttered as if he was asleep.

"Holy shit!"

The old monkey quickly moved to the side.

"Don't move, you're about to fall asleep." The sun made Ding San feel very comfortable, and he "hum" and "hum" like a pig while lying on the bed.

"Fuck!" The old monkey arched his buttocks and lay down next to Ding San.

We are all brothers, so sleeping in the same bed is no big deal.

"Porphyrin...!" A long and thin voice slowly came out from the middle and lower part of Ding San's body.

Soon, a strong smell of rotten eggs filled the air.

"Hold!"

The old monkey suddenly sprang up.

"A noisy fart doesn't stink, a stinky fart doesn't make a sound." Ding San muttered.

"Get out!" The old monkey covered his nose.

"You have a bad fucking gut!"

"I ate a can of luncheon meat this morning."

"If you kid eat that food, it tastes as bad as wood residue.

It stinks!" The old monkey turned over and got out of bed.

The moment the old monkey jumped down, a bullet accurately hit the bed board.

The bed board was beaten into pieces, and the bullet passed through the bed board and hit the ground with a "thud" sound.

"Hold!"

"Fuck you, stay hidden."

Ding San’s gun has already run away with the gun!

When the old monkey saw Ding San running away, he quickly followed Ding San.

A loud gunshot was heard, and the camp immediately exploded.

There were people running around everywhere, some running behind houses, some hiding behind tanks, and some getting under tractors.

Two fools actually got under the bed.

The two ran to a No. 1 tank and immediately got under it.

"What's going on? It's not you?"

"Fuck!" Ding San opened the gun's safety and climbed deeper into the tank.

"There was a sniper, the bullets came first, and then the gunshots were heard.

It must be very far away!”

Ding San had already taken out his binoculars to observe the possible direction of the gunman.

"Holy shit, the Poles also have snipers? They can actually sneak here!" The old monkey was a little surprised.

This is a place thirty kilometers behind the battle line. For the Ming army, it is only a half-hour drive.

For the Poles, that's a problem.

They had to pass through the Russian blockade and the Ming army's second-line troops.

Did you come here just to shoot someone?

"Can you find where the person is?" The old monkey looked at the binoculars for a long time, and his eyes could see the coils of mosquito coils, but he couldn't find the sniper.

"Nothing was found, no signs at all. But I guess the gunman should be hiding in the woods halfway up the mountain."

Ding San looked at it for a while, nodded and replied.

"In the woods halfway up the mountain? That's easy to do. Aim the mortars at the woods halfway up the mountain and blast that son of a bitch out for me."

Soon, the gunners adjusted their angle and started firing at the opposite side of the mountain.

But more than a hundred shells were fired, and not even a cat was exploded.

Except for the panicked flying birds in the sky and the steaming smoke, there was nothing.

"Is there a mistake?"

"I guess he ran away, but I can't be sure.

This guy is a cautious person, he only fires one shot and then withdraws regardless of whether he was hit or not."

"Really withdrawn?"

"Not sure."

"Fuck!" The old monkey was helpless.

Seeing the entire company lying in the mud, the atmosphere just now was completely gone.

The old monkey was so angry that he pointed to the opposite hillside and said, "Is that the small hill?"

"Based on the angle of the bullet, it should be that hillside."

"First row, follow me. Damn it, find that bastard who almost killed me."

As soon as the old monkey shouted, a soldier immediately ran into the house to get a gun.
To be continued...