In places like Belarus and Ukraine, it rains when it should rain and snows when it should snow.

Spring rain is as expensive as oil, for farmers.

For the army, especially for the officers and soldiers of both sides fighting on the front line, this spring rain is as precious as blood.

Because of the continuous spring rain, the Russian and Ming armies stopped fighting with the coalition forces.

The French troops on the southern front, which suffered heavy losses, had no choice but to retreat to the west bank of the Northern Donetsk River.

The Israeli, British, and Austro-Hungarian armies on the center line also stopped attacking after they discovered that the Ming army they were killing was replaced by fresh troops.

In order to conquer Kursk, they used all their strength.

But in the end the battle was exhausted, but unexpectedly the Ming army mobilized new troops.

Although the Israeli troops played life-threateningly, they achieved a good exchange ratio.

However, the gap in equipment and personnel is still difficult to resolve, and the exchange ratio has remained around 1:3.5.

In other words, on average, for every Ming soldier killed, three and a half coalition soldiers were killed.

This is mainly because the Ming army has too many artillery pieces of various calibers.

Moreover, the Ming army also had a tool that was more powerful than artillery, and that was the grenade.

This kind of direct individual firepower is almost impossible to detect when hiding behind the ruins.

The ultra-close range makes this thing more suitable for urban street fighting than a mortar.

Half of the casualties of the coalition soldiers fell under the shrapnel of this thing.

The new Ming army troops were equipped with a large number of snipers.

This is a new nightmare for coalition soldiers!

I would often stay in a bunker and just peek out through a crack in the wall, and my head would be blown open by bullets flying from nowhere.

Moreover, the sniper rifles used by Ming army snipers are extremely powerful. As long as you are exposed, even if you are hiding behind a wall.

As long as the Ming army sniper guesses your location, bullets will pass through the wall and kill you.

The new Ming army forces would cause four to five thousand casualties to the coalition forces every day.

When a new company is brought in, it often persists for twenty or thirty minutes, and only twenty or thirty people are left.

The Austro-Hungarians, with their large numbers of people and low-quality soldiers, became the best cannon fodder.

They are filling Kursk with a division every day!

Some divisions were even defeated before they could hold out for even a day.

The Prussian army and the Russian army on the northern front all retreated ten kilometers back.

The middle zone became the demilitarized zone, and both sides had a tacit understanding that no one was allowed to carry weapons when they arrived in that area.

Not even knives like daggers!

Soldiers from both sides cherished this opportunity for a ceasefire and rushed to the demilitarized zone to communicate with each other.

Russian soldiers used stolen Ming supplies to exchange for goodies from the German army.

The most popular one is canned beef.

The rigor of the Germans makes their canned beef truly stuffed with beef.

It’s even more addictive than the famous canned Daming beef.

"Cigarettes, cigarettes! Authentic Daming cigarettes, good to smoke! Good stuff." A Russian soldier wearing a khaki military coat stood in the mud and yelled hard.

In his hand, he held two boxes of Daming cigarettes.

There was already a large pile of cans on the horse behind him.

"Petrovich, I think we should go. Look at those Prussians, they don't look at us right anymore."

"Don't be afraid, Alexander.

This is the demilitarized zone, and the Prussians will not use force. We are just envious of us!

They like Daming cigarettes and Daming wine...

We have these things, so we will be rich.

Look at those idiots selling fried noodles.

Only a fool would trade with them!"

Petrovich took a long drag on his cigarette and threw the long butt of the cigarette into the muddy water.

The butt of the cigarette, which was glowing brightly a moment ago, was annihilated with a "squeak" when it encountered muddy water.

The people next to him, whether they were Russian soldiers or German soldiers, all looked at him with envy.

This is simply a waste of resources. On the black market in the Neutral Zone, one pack of cigarettes can be exchanged for two boxes of canned beef.

A bottle of Daming's Laolongkou Baijiu can be exchanged for four boxes of canned beef.

These two guys only exchange canned beef.

They didn't care about other things, and almost all the canned beef on the market was replaced by them.

"It's good to have a beautiful sister. That Ming officer brings you a dozen cartons of cigarettes every day.

The cans you exchange for these cigarettes can be exchanged for more cigarettes and alcohol from him later.

If you keep doing this, you will become famous." Alexander looked at this childhood playmate with envy.

"It's not just for me, I want to give half of the income to the leader.

Otherwise, how could I bring a group of you out?"

Petrovich was surrounded by a dozen burly men.

These are all Petrovich's bodyguards and thugs.

This is also an important reason why they can transport several cans carried by horses every day and no one has any evil thoughts towards them.

"Hey! Do you speak Prussian?" A guy who looked like a Prussian officer came over.

"Yes, sir. What do you need? I have the best cigarettes and wine in Ming Dynasty." Seeing the customer come to the door, Petrovich immediately greeted him with a smile.

"I have a box of cans here in exchange for your cigarettes and wine...!"

In the evening, a group of Russian soldiers returned to the side of the Russian front.

Each person threw two boxes of cans and sent the group of strong men away. Petrovich and Alexander continued to move forward.

Each sentry has an apple or an orange.

Finally, they came to the Ming artillery position at the rear.

"Today's harvest is good, but it's a pity that it will rain again tomorrow. This thief doesn't want me to get rich." The old monkey has been waiting here for a long time.

Seeing the packhorse brought back by Petrovich, I was so excited that I couldn't open my mouth from ear to ear.

I waved a small bag of Ming silver coins and threw it over!

Petrovich took it with a smile, nodded and smiled coquettishly at the old monkey.

Several Ming soldiers came over and unloaded the cans from the pack horses.

Ding San carried a bag of cigarettes and alcohol and stuffed it into Petrovich's hand.

Petrovich's face smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum.

After getting the cigarettes and wine, he nodded and walked away.

"We are doing this business, wouldn't it be good if the superiors knew about it?" Ding San looked worried.

Although this kind of business is profitable, I always feel that it is not what it is.

"It's not good to have eggs, the Prussians like our tobacco and wine.

We love Prussian canned beef!

It’s something that benefits both sides, but I’m afraid of a ball!

The official above is even bigger than us.

Don’t worry, there is no cat that doesn’t steal fish.”

"This is a fucking war. We're fighting here and there, but we're doing business. I really don't know what we're fighting for!" Ding San cursed. He really didn't know why he came to this damn place to fight.

"Fuck, why are we fighting?

To get ahead, to get promoted and make a fortune.

Without this battle, you would still be a top soldier.

Stay there for three or five years, then go back to your hometown and spend some money to find a job.

Or you can go back to the countryside, be allocated some land, and spend your whole life digging for food in the land.

What are you now, Lieutenant Officer Daming?
To be continued...