236 – Ending Everything (2)
The 1st Armored Division deployed to Stalinina was struggling.
How many Uk ranian units are not experiencing difficulties in the current situation, but it was all the more so because they were armored units with a greater supply requirement than ordinary infantry units.
Of course, the situation might be better than the completely isolated 6th Panzer…….
As the remnants of the collapsed buildings under the influence of the intense artillery fire severely limited the area in which the tanks could maneuver, the maneuver warfare, which was their specialty in practice, became unthinkable.
Lieutenant Colonel Erwin Ruth, the battalion commander of the 332nd Tank Battalion, who had been with Corps Commander Enoch Levandel since the days of the 8th Assault Magical Infantry Battalion, simply smoked a cigarette in a frustrating situation.
“Commander, we are really running out of fuel.”
A young noncommissioned officer approached Erwin, who was spitting smoke with a complicated expression.
Sgt.
He recommended that he return to the capital and take the officer course, as he had excellent ability in commanding tanks, but Morpho declined his offer and stayed on the battlefield with Erwin Ruth.
If Enoch Levandel is Erwin Ruth’s respectful person he will always follow.
To Morpho, that person was Lieutenant Colonel Ervin Ruth.
“I know. What is the mobility rate of the Sherry Tank?”
“A little while ago, Car No. 6 Of the 3rd company was scattered. I think there are only about 8 sherry tanks left in the entire battalion.”
“It is disastrous.”
As the time for meaningless confrontation increased, non-combat losses piled up in Erwin Ruth’s tank battalion.
Tanks were more difficult to handle than people. In the first place, less than a year has passed since it was officially mass-produced.
The problems were still unfixed before being put into the battlefield, and with all sorts of variables scattered, the tanks tended to spread even a little bit.
It’s a shame because they used a magic composite engine. If it was a normal firepower engine, the supply would have run out long ago, and the division itself would have been annihilated.
“How long will I have to endure here?”
Erwin Ruth said, throwing the burnt cigarette behind him. He had always pursued a life full of grit, but the situation his unit was facing was not something that could be solved only with grit.
When he was a young junior officer, he used to step forward confidently without knowing how to look cool.
As the weight of the epaulettes hanging from his shoulders increased, and the value of life that was determined by his mouth and hands increased, Erwin Ruth became more and more cautious.
At the time when the lieutenant colonel let out a bitter laugh at the rushing helplessness.
“?”
Wooooo.
Morpho raised his head urgently at the distant noise.
Could it be an enemy air attack? I thought it would calm down a bit, but are you planning to go on the offensive again?
The two of them all raised their guns to the sky, but soon let go of their stiff expressions.
A wave of aircraft filling the sky.
And the head leading it was a transport plane with a pink tail, clearly visible from a distance.
Only one pilot in Uk ran has pink tail feathers as his personal color.
“Roxanna Elim.”
Starting with that one word that seemed to boil, countless parachutes began to fall from the sky.
“I knew this would happen!!”
Sergeant Morpho clenched his fists and held them up to the sky. Because it was the long-awaited supply.
However, supplies were not the only things that came down from the sky.
People in black clothes falling in line.
Erwin Ruth was able to recall the scene clearly in his memory without difficulty.
Black clothes.
The light of the Zeppelin Drift Noble Phantasm shimmering faintly in between.
“The 8th Assault Magical Infantry Battalion…… ?”
It was an unbelievable voice. A name that a Uk ranian soldier would not know. Does that unit, which has now been disbanded and disappeared into the backwaters of history, have been resurrected?
Erwin Ruth, terrified to see the scene, boarded the jeep that was lying next to him. The direction of the fall is the Division Headquarters.
My heart was pounding. As soon as it cools down, it cools down, and the crumbled guts rise again.
“Very, battalion commander!?”
“Wait a minute! I’m going back to headquarters for a while!!”
I couldn’t wait any longer.
That would be the case too.
Erwin Ruth was once a member of them too.
***
Operation Valkyrie was a surprise airlift operation that was not delivered to allies in the front line. Isn’t there an old saying that if you want to fool your enemies, you have to fool your allies first.
The moment the fact that large-scale air supply is going on spreads to the front lines, inevitably the Sobie Empire has no choice but to know about it.
If that really happened, the battle that had been in a lull might have resumed. It’s with the intention of making sure to crush it when the opponent’s supply is insufficient.
It is said that the fatigue of the empire is extremely accumulated, but it is a country that cannot be compared to Uk ran in terms of weight.
In a situation where mutants and bodyguards have already been put in to put pressure on all directions.
Paying an additional ‘portion’ of blood won’t even be written on the receipt.
So, all operations were carried out in strict secrecy. It was not because the fighters and transports that were put into operation were not scattered by air base.
Of course, the supplies delivered without any information were delightful.
The top commanders of the subordinate units of the 6th Corps, who were in charge of the region, were shocked by the ‘special cargo’ delivered along with supplies.
“Okay, Corps Commander!!”
“Okay, I knew you would be surprised.”
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After hearing the news that supplies were falling from the sky, Major General Olena Deriugina, the commander of the 1st Armored Division, who escaped from the command post, found the corps commander smiling leisurely next to the supplies and doubted his eyes.
“Chief Olena, long time no see.”
Enoch Levandel.
Actually, she hadn’t had much conversation with Enoch Levandell. Her name is so famous that even if you have to know it.
It was also because, due to the nature of the cavalry units that they had no choice but to stay on the front line, they rarely had a chance to meet them.
Besides, wasn’t he the division commander of the 5th corps, not the 6th corps, just a few months ago?
In addition, it is impossible to just sit in the headquarters and drink coffee at the point of becoming the point of a spear that pierces the wire that has become fixed with the 6th Armored Division.
“Glory to the motherland…… !!”
“All right. Greetings. Please send out supplies to your troops sooner than that and provide guidance on the situation at the front.”
The corps commander passed Major General Olena with the last words. She hesitated for a moment, then spoke cautiously to Enoch.
“…… Maybe that outfit.”
At the words he spat out, Enoch Levandel’s steps stopped. He averted his gaze, met Warden Olena’s eyes, and nodded her head.
“Yes, that is correct.”
“The 8th Assault Magical Infantry Battalion has been resurrected.”
To be honest, I didn’t mean it very well.
The reason why she was able to rise to the position of warden with the body of a woman, not because of her outstanding magical knowledge, was because of her military knowledge and the ‘skills’ that could reproduce that knowledge. .
She
In a way, she could be said to be the closest to Enoch Levandel in conceiving tactics and implementing them.
So, Major General Olena had a vague intuition about the reconstruction of the 8th Assault Magic Infantry Battalion and why Enoch Levandel himself came to the forefront.
“…… Are you a great mage?”
Enoch Levandel responded with silence.
Actually, that was the only answer left.
Even now, when the frequency of battles has significantly decreased due to the fixation of the front line, the 1st Armored Division is swept away in sporadic engagements several times a day on the front line along with the 27th Infantry Division.
The paratroopers, already isolated beyond Stalin, are fighting fiercely against the corps of the Army Group South, including the enemy mutant battalion.
Not only was it not enough that the 6th Armored Division and the 8th Motorized Infantry Brigade, which were making a detour to rescue the troops of the Special Operations Command in question, were reversed and surrounded, and all information had been received that they were under attack by the SS.
The supply may be a little short, but the retreat route to the south remains intact, and isn’t this a unit that needs more help than the 1st Armored Division, which is surrounded by two infantry divisions?
But aside from all those units, the fact that the 6th Corps—no, Enoch Levandel, one of the most important figures in Uk ran, arrived here with the ‘8th Assault Magical Infantry Battalion’.
It was almost as if a greater threat was going to be posed to this Stalinina than to the units in question.
That’s such a threat, since Warden Olena thought there was nothing but a great mage.
“…… What can I do?”
An unprecedented war. It was the first time in over a hundred years that a war of this magnitude had taken place, but it had been a long time since the presence of the great mage directly emerged on the battlefield.
No matter how advanced the current technology is, even if there are cavalry units protected by steel.
It was unknown how much they would be able to withstand in front of the overwhelming firepower of the great mage who turned the ground upside down and split the sky.
“First of all, don’t notify the soldiers.”
Enoch Levandel said in a firm voice. He has no intention of sacrificing his soldiers, but useless agitation is rather poison.
It was at that moment when the commander of the 1st Armored Division nodded his head after understanding the meaning.
Boaaang—!
The sound of the engine can be heard clearly not far away. A jeep was speeding away like mad.
The soldiers, who were looking at the whole situation with bewildered expressions, hurriedly turned around and tried to block the jeep.
They immediately rose from their seats and recognized the face of the officer who was waving violently, and quickly retreated.
“Lieutenant General Enoch Levandel!!!!!”
Lieutenant Colonel Erwin Ruth.
A faint smile appeared on Enoch’s face, which had been stiff all along.
Because it was another fate that we worked together in the 8th Assault Magical Infantry Battalion.
