199 – Backfire (4) – Battle of Lunetsk
“Enoch Levandel appeared? No, there’s no way the brigade commander, who should be commanding the front line from the rear, would fly all the way here!”
The commander of the 3rd Battalion of the 51st Regiment doubted his ears at the report he heard from the front.
It may not be a reinforcement for the 7th Mobile Brigade led by him, but if there is a bastard who believes in the report that the commander suddenly appeared on the battlefield, that bastard must be mentally ill.
However, not only the battalion reconnaissance platoon, but also those who are actually deployed to the front line continue to receive eyewitness testimony about the ‘blonde mage’.
The battalion commander’s face began to darken.
In the Uk ranian military, next to Sonny Zeppelin would be a shame Enoch Levandel.
In just five years, it’s not enough to have gone through an astonishing upsurge from the point of view of the Empire, from second lieutenant to brigadier general.
He was an undisputed master who had never experienced a single defeat in all battles and battlefields.
Since he was such a hero, the officers of the Empire were also interested in his actions in many ways.
From how he roasted and boiled his enemies during the Quernen War, to how he moved in the civil war.
And there is only one personality of Enoch Levandel revealed in the process.
‘Enoch Levandel does.’
I will do anything to raise the morale of my allies and put a wedge in the success or failure of the front line. Enoch Levandel was not the desk officer that overflows and overflows the world.
Just like the wars of decades ago, it’s a madman who takes the lead and makes a cavalry charge with his men.
“What are the orders from Regiment Headquarters?”
“Hey, that’s it… ….”
“Hmm?”
The messenger sent to the regiment murmurs in a creeping voice.
“Commander, the regimental headquarters has been captured by the enemy.”
“What!?”
“I looked smart. Uk ranian tanks were lined up at every corner, and Uk ranian flags were flying over the headquarters building… ….”
The battalion commander seemed to lose sight of the messenger’s words, as if he had already given up.
Okay, now all the puzzles are starting to come together.
Why did the bombardment, which should have been pouring ceaselessly over the heads of the enemies, stop at some point?
Was the advance of the stormtroopers being blocked?
“The hero of the reversal was born in person. Then it deserves it.”
The 3rd Battalion Commander looked at the tactical map lying on his desk, and then turned it over.
Kudangtang!
As the desk fell with a loud noise, the messenger jumped back in surprise.
“Dae, battalion commander!!”
“To the soldiers…… Tell them it doesn’t matter if they surrender. Shouldn’t I at least be alive and go home?”
Addicted to drugs or whatever.
Isn’t it said that this life is better even if you roll in dog poop?
I heard that there is a blue mage of great skill called the white angel in Uk ran, so maybe he can treat the soldiers’ addiction.
“What are you talking about!”
“Thank you so much. The enemy will be pushing in here soon, so don’t resist needlessly and surrender.”
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The battalion commander’s eyes were determined. The embarrassing messenger soon began to cry and salute the battalion commander.
“It was an honor to serve you.”
“Yes, I want to be alone for a while.”
It is said that there is no home to return to, but you will only know that later.
Besides, the soldiers of the 3rd Battalion really did their best to obey orders, so even the Empire would not be able to completely turn their heads away from that fact.
“When my father told me to be a teacher and not a soldier, he should have listened.”
The battalion commander sat down in his chair, staring at the desk scattered on the floor.
Then he pulled the trigger on his pistol.
Bang.
At the end of the sudden gunfire, the 3rd Battalion of the 51st Regiment surrendered to the Uk ranian Special Operations Command.
Even the units that resisted to the end.
There were also units that surrendered along with them.
As a result, the 51st Regiment, which launched a final offensive, failed to cross the river of victory and was frustrated.
In fact, consumption was the only hope of the 52nd Mixed Division, so naturally, its predecessor, the division, also began to sink helplessly.
The fantastic collaboration between the 3rd Tank Battalion led by Major George Smith and the 1st Armored Brigade, which suddenly started advancing eastward, caused the Imperial Army to lose their senses and begin to be beaten.
Not long after that.
“Everyone will surrender.”
“Okay. You are now Uk ranian prisoners of war and will be protected under the International Prisoner Convention.”
Oldek Mitaev, commander of the 52nd division, surrendered.
“So who caught this?”
“Of course it is me, senior.”
“What are you talking about! 1St Armored Brigade! Don’t you think so too? Major Erwin Ruth!”
“No, no. Wouldn’t the person concerned know this better than anyone else?”
“Look at me, Director of Oldeck. In your opinion, which of our 1st Armored and 7th Mobile Division arrived first?”
“This…… What is this…….”
As if taking spoils, they were playing tug-of-war with their majors.
Oldek Mitaev sincerely regretted not pulling the trigger on his head.
***
“Did you not break that habit again? If you can save it, you should have come running earlier.”
“Dramatic directing has a big impact. Allies or enemies.”
I made a joke looking at Brigadier General Joseph, who had aged dramatically in just a few weeks.
“Besides, we didn’t have to be there anyway, didn’t we? Even if it was the 1st Brigade made up entirely of magicians, honestly, I wouldn’t envy a tank battalion.”
Commander of the 1st Airborne Brigade of the Uk ranian Special Operations Command.
It was one of the special operations units isolated in eastern Lunetsk, but as soon as the 7th Mobile Brigade penetrated the depths of the enemy division’s offensive, it boldly charged to the flank.
He vomited his spirit by not only restoring the defense line of the Milyodan, but also taking out the 17th Regiment deployed in that area as it was.
As soon as the report was received, the speed of advance was comparable to that of our tank battalion led by Major George Smith.
To be honest, I couldn’t help but be surprised.
“Well, as a member of the 8th Assault Magical Infantry Battalion, isn’t it basic to get behind with a counterattack?”
At the very least, I shouldn’t do anything that would make my comrades who left earlier feel ashamed.
At my words, Joseph Lewandowski laughed and trembled. It was then that a loud salute was heard from behind.
“Glory to the motherland!”
“Ah, Major Hilton.”
The 2nd battalion commander’s face after returning from a fierce battle was devastated, but his expression was by no means miserable.
Of course, I don’t know if it was because the battle was won, or if it was because of her another war hero standing by her side.
“I enjoyed watching the fantastic appearance show. I think it would be better if I changed my name to Acrobat rather than Mage.”
“Isn’t it strategic bombing in the true sense?”
“Looking at the mouth that’s still alive and well, it seems we’re definitely winning.”
I shook Claude Lane’s hand with a grin.
“Thanks to you, I lived. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.”
“The butcher of the world…… No, they’re called slayers now. I should keep it as an heirloom in the family because it is a thank you from the killer.”
After that, other people arrive one after another.
“Commander, you made a splendid appearance.”
Roxanna Elim and her fighter squadrons have been on a brisk aerial reconnaissance.
“I have just arrived after completing my report. The General Staff told us to continue the pressure on the city of Lunetsk.”
With Lieutenant Rumia Bluet, who has just returned from writing a report on “Complete victory” To the General Staff.
“It’s been a while. I feel relieved because everyone seems to be okay.”
To Bell Meyer of the combat medical unit directly under the direct control of the Uk ranian Army Headquarters, who arrived to provide health and humanitarian support to the prisoners of war on a large scale.
Looking back, at the temporary headquarters of the 7th Mobile Brigade, there were people who wrote a new history together several years ago.
It was a weak start.
The end will be great.
“…… You barely made it this far.”
I put my hands in my pockets and watched the shimmering sunset.
The sun called the Empire was setting.
Of course, since the sun has set, the gloomy night will come soon. Although I did not dare to predict how many sparks of life would go out in the great madness of war.
Uk ran will not fall.
Because I promised I would.
***
Soviet, who had waited impatiently for the 52nd Mixed Division of Oldek Mitaev, who had been wired for salvation, and Lieutenant General Georgi Budyonni of the Special Operations Forces was on the verge of burning his ass.
“Why didn’t you arrive!?”
“I don’t know. Moreover, there are reports that the Uk ranian defense line has become even thicker… ….”
According to the words of the allies that they were approaching from the east, they ordered to pulverize the defense line by gathering the missing troops to open a path.
At the point of being isolated for almost a week, the supply capacity of the Soviet Army had already been exhausted.
Little ammunition, old ship, poor command.
After achieving the trinity for 100% defeat, the Imperial Army, far from breaking through the defense line, was meaninglessly consuming the already insufficient troops.
From the command center in Lunetsk, a lion’s roar resounded.
“Combat units, support units, whatever, just send them all to the front! You have to break through that damned Uk ranian defense line somehow!”
“I want to do that, but I have no ammo!”
“Damn it! Then you have to shove your damn body in and pierce it!”
The officers of the Special Operations Forces are in despair.
Georgi Budyonyi was a typical poop star. He wasn’t even a general with a criminal record in the first place, and he only came to get a job through a political faction within the empire.
In fact, the fact that a general of this level was deployed in a critical mission to wage war across borders proves how rotten the Imperial Army is for consumption.
The conditions of the division commanders under his command were not very good, but at least they weren’t disgusting like Lieutenant General George.
Wasn’t even Oldek Mitaev, whom he criticized so much, later awakened, collected the defeated soldiers, and launched a plausible counterattack against the Uk ranians?
By comparison, Georgie Budyony…… It could be called human garbage that cannot be rehabilitated.
“What the f*ck! Who are you blaming now? This whole situation is because of you, who are so incompetent!”
Eventually.
The unbearable intelligence chief exploded.
“What, what!? Bar, treason! Traitor! Gendarmerie!”
“You sent the military police to the front and killed them all!”
Bang!!! Taang!!
With two gunshots, Georgi Budyonyi collapsed from his seat.
However, his gunfire continued to ring out. Finally, after emptying all 8 magazines, the staff of Cheongbo took the pistol that smoked.
“Heo Eok, Heo Eok… ….”
“Oops, the Commander was attacked by an assassin from the Special Operations Command who infiltrated the night before.”
The chief of staff, who watched the whole situation from start to finish, muttered.
At those words, the other officer corps, who were as stiff as stone statues, swallowed their saliva.
“…… Since Lieutenant General Georgi has been killed, the Chief of Staff please take command.”
“That’s right.”
The chief of staff asked his adjutant, biting on the cigarette he had in his arms.
“Have you seen the impression of an assassin?”
“No, I didn’t see it.”
“It’s too bad.”
It was 36 hours later that the Soviet Imperial Army, who had been holding a sit-in in the city of Lunetsk, disarmed all weapons and surrendered to the Uk ranians.
The Soviet Empire, which opened the gates of the World War, was defeated with only terrible insolence.
“Lunetsk has been restored!! Our army did it!!”
“Waaa!!!”
“Let the news of victory be widely known to the citizens, and bring in the Wilson Times Reporter.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Cheers piercing the sky did not stop in Kayev, the capital of Uk ran.
Soviet-Uk ran’s first match.
It ended with a clear victory for the Uk ranians.
