Steel Soviet Union

Chapter 1277 "Smart Man" Valensky

"Russians? Soviet Red Army??? Oh my god, what should I do now? It's over, it's all over!"

When the red flag was still flying over this land, Valensky had been a dirty bastard since then.

His company commander was a kid who was promoted quickly after the Great Purge by relying on his connections and personal connections. How young was he? Anyway, he was not even older than Valensky, who was 23 years old at the time. He was the kind of guy who fooled around in the military academy, graduated, and got a lot of money, and then was immediately parachuted down to become an officer.

The company commander was not a good guy. He often got drunk and randomly touched the buttocks of young girls and wives. After touching them, he would pinch them and add a lewd smile, which was endless. When he was not drunk, he was also dirty. If he liked something, he would just take it away and claim it for requisition. To put it bluntly, he was a typical freeloader.

What? You ask why no one has reported such a black idiot?

The regiment commander who works in the town is someone's uncle. There is only one small town within a radius of dozens of miles, and there is only one regiment of troops in the town and near the town. Where can you go to complain? Moreover, you have to risk being retaliated by villains. It is really not worth the loss.

Before joining the army, Valensky, who was a well-known gangster in the town, saw the opportunity. He thought that he could eat meat, drink wine, and have women by following this young company commander, so he immediately came up to please this young company commander.

Although the company commander is bad, he is not an unforgivable scum. He knows the bottom line in many things and is not experienced in the world. He doesn't know much about human relationships. His age and experience are here. It is destined that he will not act as impeccable as an old oil stick, and he is not good at hiding his true side.

Compared with Valensky, who has been reading people's faces and guessing the intentions of his superiors since childhood, and has grown up with all kinds of garbage and is slippery, this young company commander is really too naive. Even if they were tricked by Valensky, they still had to laugh without knowing anything and continue to hug each other and call each other brothers.

As Valensky expected, the young company commander soon treated him as a brother, and gave him all the good and lucrative jobs. It didn't take long for his military rank to climb from a soldier to a platoon leader.

Valensky had no great ambitions, let alone any lofty ideals. He always thought that communism was pure bullshit. Isn't it just a change of dynasty and a coup? What's the difference? The people above will never pay attention to the little characters below them, so they just live their lives.

Now that he has become a platoon leader and has a comfortable life, it is enviable. It's almost time to start a life of enjoyment. Who can struggle all their lives? That would be exhausting.

But the good times didn't last long. Valensky's wonderful life was torn to pieces by the sudden smoke of war.

God knows why Germany, the "good brother" that the higher-ups had been promoting all day, suddenly attacked. At that time, Valensky began to feel that Stalin and so on were all bullshit. He was tricked by the Germans and still had to call them brothers. He knew nothing. Wasn't this the same as how he tricked that little brat company commander?

It was not worth it to work for such a fool. Valensky, who had made up his mind, was used to doing more and talking less. He found an opportunity to tie up his company commander, and took a few confidants who had been eating and waiting for death together to join the Germans who were only one position away. He sold out the company commander who had promoted him to the present as a token of surrender.

"Valensky, you bitch! Is this how you repay me? You are a traitor to the motherland, a traitor to the country! A dog of the Germans! I am really blind, the Red Army will not let you go! Just wait, sooner or later you will be killed by Comrade Stalin's soldiers!"

The young company commander was ordered to be executed by the Germans because of his identity as a Communist Party member and his stubbornness to never surrender. Valensky, who was determined to do it, took the initiative to take the job to show his loyalty.

Facing the angry curses and shouts of the former "good brother" company commander in the last moments of his life, Valensky, holding a pistol, just smiled and seemed insignificant.

"I know that faith and other shit are very important to you, but comrade, I have to save my life first when I go out to make trouble! You asked me to take my brothers to die, what else can I do?"

"Why don't we do this! Let's make a deal! You go to Comrade Lenin and ask him whether faith is more important or life is more valuable. I will put paper and pen on your grave. When you know it, write to me from there and I will definitely read it. I swear, if Comrade Lenin says I am wrong, I will apologize to you."

"Agree? Very good!"

Bang--

A crisp gunshot announced that Valensky had completely broken with everything in the past, and his life and identity would restart from now on.

Valensky, who was vicious and loyal, deserved to be the king of street thugs. His actions successfully attracted the attention of a powerful SS First Assault Captain.

Dogs have their own work, and people have their own things to do.

The SS-1st Assault Captain had never considered him a human being since the beginning, and Valensky knew this very well.

But the important thing was that he had obtained the authorization from him and became the captain of the security team. He didn't have to look at anyone else's face except the German's orders!

If they don’t like someone, they will directly bring people to raid his home, smash his house, rob his wife and daughter, and then put the whole family in jail for “collaborating with bandits”. If they are really unhappy, they can just shoot them, and they can all be said to be harboring and helping the guerrillas. Their status and power are even more powerful than when they were platoon leaders before!

So why do you still care about whether it is a dog or a human at this point? Dogs can live more like humans than so-called humans, and humans can live more like a four-legged beast than dogs, and Valensky positioned himself as the former.

As for the rest, who the hell cares, only idiots go back to care.

Almost two years of comfortable days passed, and Valensky, who was about to welcome the third year of a good life, suddenly heard the news that the Germans were defeated in Kursk. They were beaten black and blue by the Soviet Red Army, and lost their armor and weapons, and were defeated miserably!

Valensky, who had some military knowledge, panicked. After the Red Army captured Kursk, they were just one step away from Ukraine. What should he do if they really attacked? The Germans couldn't even take care of taking the dog with them when they were escaping. Who the hell would care about the dog's life if they couldn't even care about human life?

Valensky's worry didn't last long. The German major who often contacted him read out the unified reorganization order from Commander Manstein to him in person.

His security team was transformed into the "Ukrainian Liberation Army". They changed their skins, issued a lot of new guns and grenades, and the Germans even sent them a few people to "assist in military training and communication".

But Valensky understood that it was just that the Germans, who were in great trouble, were afraid that these people would turn against them at the last minute, so they sent some people to monitor them.

Valensky, who had already started to make other plans in his mind, was unwilling to continue on the dark path that was going to end. He had to find some other way to be reborn, and he was confident that he had the ability and skill to do so, just like when he faced the Germans' unstoppable and overwhelming offensive in 1941.

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