On November 30, the climate on the Eastern Front did not change much, and the wind was still biting and snow was still falling.

And the worst thing is that the temperature in Stalingrad has dropped to minus 13 degrees Celsius.

The German and Soviet troops still launch sneak attacks on the defense zone where the other side is located every day, and fight various attacks. These battles include small-scale, large-scale, and special forces.

However, the only difference is that the German army would have hot meals every day and nutritious food transported to the front line to give officers and soldiers food to replenish their energy.

Moreover, the German battlefield kitchens, logistics troops, and battlefield hospitals were also equipped as much as possible.

On the contrary, the Soviet army lacked food and medical supplies.

The Soviet army's psychology was very unbalanced. If Zhukov hadn't promised them to give them good food, medical medicine and medical staff as soon as possible, it would have really wiped out the fighting will of many Soviet officers and soldiers.

Because at this moment, the Soviet army had to face increasingly fierce battles, and also faced the increasingly colder weather, and faced the miserable end of being frozen to death at any time.

So they were under great psychological pressure, so they were absolutely unwilling to be happy when they saw that the German army was treated so much better in wartime than themselves.

Even if many people fear Stalin's high-pressure rule and means, many officers and soldiers gradually became less afraid of Stalin's authority in the face of the battlefield environment where they could die at any time.

Because if you die, there is nothing left, so what are you still afraid of?

When cars after cars transported the dead officers and soldiers from the front line and the areas after being attacked by German special forces, or injured officers and soldiers to the hospital in the rear, many Soviet officers and soldiers stared at the car transport teams slowly passing by in front of them with numbness and fear.

For them, no one knew that they would die on the battlefield at that moment.

So when it was so cold that the biting cold east wind was raging in the Zen land; many hungry Soviet troops were curling in their cold foxholes, or were nervously watching every move on the battlefield, ready to face the sudden appearance of German snipers or raid troops at any time.

As for the prayers, there were a large number of officers and soldiers, but there was no one with hot coffee and food. Even sufficient dry food was a luxury for many Soviet soldiers.

"Damn it! The battleground life we ​​live now is simply a nightmare! Not only is it short of food and clothing, but it also has to face the sudden invitation to death from the German army to us at any time! I am really fed up. I really want to leave this damn battlefield immediately and go home to live some peaceful and happy days with my family!"

"I think too! But now there are more and more sneak attacks in the German army, and there are deadly cold ghost weather and snowflakes flying around. Where can we escape?"

"Yes! If we escape as deserters, then the Stalin leader will definitely execute us!"

"I don't want to die! I don't want to freeze to death here, nor do I want to die under the execution of the leader, or under the attack of the German army. I really want to go home!"

"If you want to go home as soon as possible, then find a way to get the Battle of Stalingrad we are currently in! We have been fighting here for almost three years!"

"Yes! We have all fought a war of time here, but why have we not won the victory to wipe out all the Germans, or drive them out of our territory!"

As the cold wind whistled, on the snowy land, many Soviet officers and soldiers who were hiding in their fox pits were whispering to each other.

Their commander ignored the situation of their increasing noise and morale turbulence, and asked these people to make a big fuss.

And their main purpose is to wait for Zhukov's latest combat orders.
Chapter completed!