"My birthday is still several months away," Wei Ran responded casually, already having a rough idea of ​​what was going to happen next.

Wei Ran fumbled with his body and took out a book of documents. After flipping through it, Wei Ran became more and more sure that this time his role belonged to the 29th Tank Army under the 5th Guards Tank Army. It was precisely in this battle that he captured the trust.

One of Malovka's main tank units.

After trying hard to recall the historical content he had learned in his professional class, Vajim had already driven the tank up to the small high ground that had just been occupied by the German army.

Using the narrow observation hole to look outside, Wei Ran put away his thoughts, dismantled the metal casing of the car radio during the bumps, and carefully inspected the situation inside.

"Can the radio still be repaired?" Roman bent down and asked loudly.

“It’s hard to say”

Wei Ran shook his head, "Several electronic tubes were shattered, and the circuit board seemed to have some problems due to short circuits. Unless we still have usable parts, otherwise..."

"Otherwise we can only rely on semaphores to communicate as before?"

Ajiafon, the loader behind Wei Ran, complained, "Why is this broken radio not as strong as my grandma's reading glasses?"

"It's good if Victor can survive," Roman said helplessly, "Let's wait and see, maybe there will be a new radio station to use after we win Tomarovka."

Agafoon teased angrily, "Why didn't you say that we would get a new tank after we captured Kharkov?"

"Don't even think about new tanks."

Vajim responded on behalf of Roman, "But if we can really capture Harkov, I can buy you a drink. Before I left Harkov, I buried a whole box of vodka in the yard of my house. "

"Come on Vajim"

The loader Agafon immediately responded, "Two days ago, around this time, you also said that before you and your wife left Belgorod, you hid under the floor of the house where you lived. Here’s a box of vodka. How could that box of vodka have gone from Belgorod to Kharkov in just a short time?”

"Have you never thought that they might be two boxes of vodka?" Vadim said proudly, "I even hid a box of vodka where I live in Voronezh."

"Where did you get so much vodka?" Captain Roman joked, "You couldn't have peed into the bottle while sleepwalking, right?!"

"What I said is true!"

Vajim proudly said, "My wife is a cashier in a store, and I used to be a tractor driver, so our income is pretty good. The important thing is that she likes drinking as much as I do, and she always works in the store. It is easier to buy alcohol than others. So every time we move, we will find a way to buy a box of vodka first."

At this point, the pride in Vajim's tone turned to hatred, and he cursed loudly at the top of his voice, "But those Germans who deserve to be stuffed into the assholes of mules and have their necks snapped, they don't wait for us to finish the wine every time. We had to move again. After the last move before I joined the army, our savings were no longer enough to buy a box of wine!"

“Cashier is an enviable job”

Ajiafon looked jealous, "I really don't understand, your child is about to be born, how come no girl likes me? Even if she's not a cashier."

"Don't worry"

Roman lit a Mohe cigarette and said leisurely, "Sooner or later, not only will we be able to take Ukolan back, but we may also be able to fight it to Germany. Then you can get a German woman back. I think We can still fit a woman into our tank."

"As long as she wears less, she can really fit it in." When Vajim said this, he deliberately emphasized the word "wear less."

"Comrade Stalin bless you"

Agafon also lit up a strong Morhe cigarette and said, "When we win Tomarovka, I will be satisfied with even one of them, whether it's wine or women."

"Comrade Stalin probably won't bless you for this kind of thing."

Wei Ran, who had been silent just now, took out a silver flask and shook it, "I can't help it, woman, but at least we can each have a sip before taking Tomarovka."
Chapter completed!