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 He raised his head helplessly and responded with a wet red look. Malashenko, who was slightly surprised, realized that this big boy who had just joined the Soviet Red Army was actually crying at this moment of departure.
 "Oh, forget it, after all, he is still a little guy who has not experienced much of the world."
 He rolled up his sleeves and took a look at the mechanical watch that he had taken from the corpse of the German officer. Seeing that there were more than ten minutes left before the departure time, Malashenko finally decided to use this spare time to have a good chat with the crying big boy beside him.
 "Come on, let's talk about other things later. Smoke this first. Red Army soldiers who can smoke will have stronger combat effectiveness!"
 He coaxed and deceived Kirill into putting the cigarette into his mouth, saying some words he made up on the spur of the moment, and took out the simple lighter made of 62X54mm rifle shells from his pocket. After sliding his thumb over the grinding wheel, Malashenko took the initiative to light Kirill's first cigarette in his life.
 
 Unlike the German and American armies, which uniformly distributed standard military supplies such as finished cigarettes, the Soviet army's quota of supplies during the war did not include boxes of commercial cigarettes.
 
 Instead, Mahe tobacco, several sheets of cigarette paper, and several boxes of matches and other miscellaneous cigarette raw materials were distributed together.
 
 In other words, if the Soviet Red Army wanted to smoke delicious and convenient cigarettes to relieve their tension and achieve relaxation during the war, they had to make cigarettes by themselves.
 As a result, the Red Army soldiers who had almost no regard for personal hygiene in the fierce battles often mixed dust and various impurities into tobacco to hastily make cigarettes.
 In that era when sponge filters were lacking, it is natural to imagine how the cigarettes made after such a hassle would taste.
 Soon, these Mahe tobaccos, which most of the Soviet Red Army soldiers who were already old smokers loved, choked Kirill, who had never touched such things, and tears flowed down his face after just the first puff.
 "Cough cough cough, sir, why is this stuff so choking?"
 Looking at the scene in front of Kirill holding a half-burned cigarette in his hand and tears and snot flowing down, Malashenko, who had originally had a mediocre impression of this big boy, couldn't help but recall the scene of secretly taking his first puff of cigarette when he was in school.
 "Haha, it's normal to feel choked at first. But in the future, when you become a qualified Red Army soldier, believe me, Kirill, you will love it again."
 "But sir, I don't think I'm suitable to be a qualified loader, just like you said. I may not even be able to do my job well in battle. If that happens, I will drag down our comrades and comrades. I don't want to be a burden and a burden to everyone, comrade captain."
 Looking at Kirill's serious and aggrieved expression in front of him, Malashenko recalled that he was also in this unconfident and confused situation when he just entered the society, so he slowed down his tone and spoke softly.
 "You know, Kirill. When I was your age, I was also unconfident and confused like you. But my mentor told me this at the time. He said: Stand up, boy! Don't be defeated by setbacks and failures so easily. No matter where you go, you must remember one thing! We are heroes called men! And there is no giving up and lack of confidence in the dictionary of heroes!" After saying this, he slowly turned his head. As a superior and senior, Malashenko looked at Kirill with strength and confidence in his eyes. "Now, I hope I can pass this sentence on to you as a mentor, Kirill. Tell me, what kind of heroes are we called!?" Listening to these vigorous and powerful words ringing in his ears, Kirill couldn't help but burst into tears and laughed. Kirill, who had long been infected by Malashenko's high-spirited spirit, finally nodded and said after wiping the tears from his cheeks. "Thank you! Thank you, Comrade Captain! We are all heroes called men!"
 "Ha, that's right!"
 After clapping his hands, he stood up from Kirill's side. Malashenko, who had already decided to accept this big boy as the new loader of his crew, shouted loudly at his No. 177 T34 tank.
 "Seryosha! Nikolai! You two little idiots, come here quickly, I have something to tell you!"
 Hearing this loud call from Malashenko, the two who were still in the tank preparing to warm up and debug the weapon radio immediately trotted to Malashenko's side.
 "Come, let me introduce you two. This young comrade is called Kirill, and from now on he will be our crew's new loader."
 "Kirill, this is Seryosha, our crew's driver. This is Nikolai, our crew's mechanic and forward machine gunner. Let's get to know each other. The four of us will work together in the same tank to eliminate those tough invaders. Today is the beginning of our cooperation!"
 After listening to Malashenko's introduction, Seryosha and Nikolai, who were of the same age as Kirill, immediately approached him enthusiastically and asked questions. They also came from ordinary Soviet rural families. The two of them had no grudges and accepted the new member Kirill almost without thinking.
 "Hey, Kirill, can you be directly assigned to our tank division as a recruit? Which armor academy did you graduate from?"
 While talking and laughing freely, Seryosha accidentally asked such a question. Kirill, who didn't think too much in his words, blurted out the truth to his new friends.
 "Department of Music, Moscow State University, I am a fresh graduate this year! But my family hopes that I can become a Red Army soldier like my uncle, so my uncle arranged for me to be sent here. But I am really happy now, I mean I got to know everyone and it was so fun!”
 After hearing Kirill's words, they couldn't help but look at each other in confusion. Malashenko, who was somewhat curious about the reason, was the first to ask.
 "Kirill, if you could, could you tell me who your uncle is?"
 "Of course, Comrade Captain."
 With a smile on his face and still immersed in the new friendship without any hypocrisy or reservation, Kirill blurted out without thinking and then revealed the serious truth that shocked the other three people present.
 "My uncle is Lieutenant Colonel Petrov, the political commissar and captain of our 20th Tank Division."
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 "Our Red Army is a heroic army, as invincible as our people." "From the British coast to Siberia, the Red Army is the most powerful in the world." Listening to the familiar song playing in my ears again, I looked at the viewing platform in front of me. The T3485 medium tank and the T14 Armata main battle tank rumbled past side by side, holding a camera in hand. Lin Jie, who was immersed in excitement and excitement as a melon-eater and military fan, would not know that a song praising countless people The Legend and Glory of the Great Patriotic War
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 A scientific genius named Thomas Harrier was transmigrated to an imperial prince body after a car accident that took his life. He found out that he is in a world similar to our own with a timeline akin to early twentieth century. The body that he is occupying was the imperial prince of a failing empire who suddenly rose to power after a successful assassination attempt of his father. Unaware that the attack is just the beginning of what is to come. He faces many challenges throughout. Will Thomas Harrier be able to live his second life in peace while running an empire and getting it back to its former glory? Or will he succumb into a conspiracy lurking within the country's borders?
 Expect some:
 Cold war era techs.
 Super battleship with advanced electronics, propulsion, and fire control systems?
 Helicopters?
 Missiles?
 Modern medicines and equipment?
 AC-130?
 A nuke?
 Challenger or Abrams or Leopard?
 F-4 Phantom or MIG-21?
 Colored TV's.
 Everything!!!
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 [A refreshing article based on rigorous textual research and directed towards history] 
 He is in France, has just entered Versailles, and is the crown prince. 
  The only problem is that the current king is Louis XVI, who will be kicked off in two years... 
 Since my father and the ministers are unreliable, I have no choice but to rectify France myself! 
 ﻿Earn a little money first and solve the financial crisis that has plagued the country for hundreds of years. 
  Let’s give those nobles who have evil intentions and seek to seize power a hard beating. 
 　　Then he seized the church which occupied a large amount of land and obtained it for nothing. 
  Industry, technology, agriculture, and commerce go hand in hand. I am the greatest crown prince in France! 
 ﻿That year, Xiao Yingzi was entangled in the alliance army and pressed on the border, so I took his island directly. 
 ﻿That year, I pointed my sword at the whole of Europe. I will accomplish the feats that the Emperor failed to accomplish back then! ...
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 The only thing I regret before I die is that I met Li Qinyuan too late.
 Once reborn, she returned to the age of 15.
 Gu Wuyou was full of joy to find Li Qinyuan, she planned to meet him in the best years of his life, however, looking at the young boy jumping down from the branches with his hands behind his head, his phoenix eyes looked at her: “You’re looking for me?”
 Gu Wuyou: ????
 The husband that Gu Wuyou remembered was silent but gentle, powerful and feared by everyone, but it wasn’t until she was reborn that she discovered that hee husband wasn’t only proficient in all things, but was also the city’s notorious second-rate ancestor, who was hated by everyone and was useless except for his face.
 The two lives of the couple, the two lives of healing.
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 Ying Wuyou traveled across the Qin Dynasty and became the eldest son of the emperor! 
 However, he was born with a pure Yin body and was riddled with Yin energy, so he could die at any time. 
 In grief, the young Ying Wuyou went to the Imperial Mausoleum of Lishan Mountain alone to be nourished by Yin Qi in order to survive, even though everyone knew it was impossible! 
 More than ten years have passed... 
 The entire Great Qin thought that Ying Wuyou was dead, and he had even been forgotten by the world! 
 However, the imperial mausoleum of Lishan Mountain is among the 100,000 mountains in the Qinling Mountains. 
 Not only did Ying Wuyou not die, he also turned into a zombie and took charge of the ghost world! 
 Millions of Yin soldiers are swarming on display, choosing people to devour! 
 The corpse-killing god Bai Qi turned into a blood-soaked Shura! 
 Lu Bu got up from his corpse and turned into a demon of hundreds of battles! 
 A million Yin soldiers were raised from the corpses, roaring and choosing people to eat! 
 … 
 On that day, the remnants of the six kingdoms and hundreds of families rose up and besieged Xianyang! 
 On that day, the Xiongnu and Donghu joined forces, broke through the Great Wall, and headed straight for the imperial capital! 
 On that day, the imperial mausoleum in Lishan was destroyed, and Ying Wuyou, who was seriously ill, appeared as the forgotten eldest son of the emperor! 
 Behind him are the bloody Shura Bai Qi, the Demon God of Hundred Wars Lu Bu, and the millions of Yin Soldiers Tiefutu!
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 As soon as Qin Yao opened her eyes, she was transported into the body of an ancient peasant woman from the end of the world. 
 There are four stepsons at home waiting to be fed. 
 A bastard who has nothing but good looks is jumping up and down. 
 The family lives in a thatched hut with not even a grain of rice in the jar. The whole family is as skinny as refugees. 
 Forget it, there are still people coming to ask for debts! 
 Qin Yao was angry from the bottom of her heart and kicked her bastard husband out, "Brother who wants to pay debts, please just beat him to death!" 
 Four stepsons:! ! ! 
 The world is clean, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves and makes a fortune. 
 She is great at hunting, carrying bags, and killing horse thieves. 
 It is this kind of land, facing the loess and turning its back to the sky. Even the top strong men who have been struggling in the apocalypse wave their hands repeatedly: I can't stand it! I really can’t stand it! 
 Qin Yao scratched his head: In ancient times when agricultural taxes were extremely high, how could we stop farming? 
 At this time, the lazy husband who was sent to die (twisted and crawled) (struggled to stand up) (screamed and roared): Wife! I think I can still save a little more!
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 【Fantasy + Invincible + Fairy + Empress + Wei Wu + Really Cool Article + People with Too Orthodox Values ​​Do Not Enter + Single Women Do Not Enter】 
 Qin Mu traveled through the fantasy world and became the emperor of the Qin Dynasty. He was also bound to the system of becoming stronger when being incompetent. 
 So, Qin Mu used a cup of poisoned wine to kill the future Empress of Fortune Jiang Luoshen at the beginning. 
 "Your Majesty, it's bad. Jiang Luoshen disobeyed the imperial edict and killed the eunuch you sent!" 
 "Your Majesty, it's bad. The military marshal whose wife you took away has rebelled!" 
 "Your Majesty, it's bad. The national teacher led the civil and military officials to carry the coffin to the court to impeach you!" 
 "Your Majesty, it's bad..." 
 Listening to the eunuch's panicked report, Qin Mu hugged the wife of the military marshal and looked at his system page calmly. 
 "Ding! The incompetence was successful, congratulations to the host for obtaining: Chaos Bell, the supreme imperial weapon!" 
 "Ding! The incompetence was successful, congratulations to the host for obtaining: 100,000 Saint Realm Death Soldiers!" 
 "Ding! The incompetence was successful, congratulations to the host for obtaining: Ancient Saint Body!" 
 "Ding! The incompetence was successful, congratulations to the host for obtaining..." 
 Soon, the world discovered that the more incompetent Qin Mu was, the stronger the country became! 
 "Your Majesty, Jiang Luoshen has been kneeling in front of the palace for ten days and ten nights, just to beg for your forgiveness!" 
 "Your Majesty, the national teacher has helped you recruit three thousand beauties, so you must not go to court!" 
 "Your Majesty, if you try to be incompetent again, our Great Qin will soon be able to rule the fairy world!" 
 "Your Majesty, I..."
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 She was a 21st century’s forensic doctor. With her medical expertise, she uses her scalpels to save life and investigate the dead. Unfortunately, she transmigrated to the body of the unfavourable first daughter of Liu residence. At first sight, he looks handsome and charming; with his crotch erected underneath his half-naked body. She smiled and asked, “Have you been drugged, sir? A cure? One treatment costs two hundred taels.” He frowned dangerously as if to judge whether is she worth for him to give his body to her willingly. She quickly used her silver needles on seven acupuncture points and teasingly stared at his crotch. “Look, you calmed down immediately, aren’t I good?” The moment she finished her words, his member grew larger again. She got pinned down by this wretched prince, “I’ll give you four hundred taels, change another treatment method.” “F***!” She got unlucky, and that was how her son Liu XiaoLi got into her stomach.
 …… On a fateful day, Liu XiaoLi was refining his medicine-making skill. The little punk walked towards his mom……
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 Li Rong and Pei Wenxuan married at the age of 18.
 Li Rong used Pei Wenxuan’s family background to avoid disaster, and Pei Wenxuan used Li Rong’s identity as Princess to establish himself.
 They married for political reasons, without the slightest bit of affection.
 Later on, she lost herself in the midst of wine, song and dance. As for him, he had a home yet did not bother coming home because he already had someone in his heart…
 Husband and wife for 30 years, yet nothing between them but power.
 In the end, it was hardly surprising that someone turned them against each other, leading them to die under each other’s schemes.
 However, when they woke up, they had actually returned to the year when they were 18 years old, returning to the most difficult time in their lives.
 So Pei Wenxuan went to look for Li Rong.
 “Does Your Highness feel that we should go through this marriage again?”
 “Let’s do it…”
 “Then this humble one must get rid of your ‘Guest Official’ first.”
 “Do you think I’ll let your sweetheart off?!”
 After a long wordless silence, Pei Wenxuan spoke again: “How about we bear with one another for the time being? In two years, when we each have power in our hands, you and I will divorce. From then on, if there are grievances, settle those grievances, if there are grudges, settle those grudges. What does the Princess think?”
 Li Rong hesitated for a moment, and then said: “Fine, go ahead with it first…”
 Later, Pei Wenxuan and Li Rong secured the power to control the Imperial Court. Seeing Li Rong write up the divorce letter at home, Pei Wenxuan looked left and right, considering the situation from all angles, then finally walked into the study. “The children are already this old, how about we keep living like this for a while?”
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 Qin Hao, a game Taobao merchant, accidentally returned to the late Ming Dynasty with a riding and slashing system. 
  From then on, the pace of imperial conquest never stopped. 
  From Annan to Siam, from Jiangnan to Guanwai, from Siberia to the North Sea, from Australia to America, wherever there are people, there will be soldiers of the empire. 
  Liaodong cavalry, Mamluks, Teutonic knights, Gothic cavalry; 
  Pope Guards, Fifth Military Battalion Infantry, Suncheon Dead Soldiers, Ii Chibei Corps; 
  Let me come! Let’s see! I conquer!
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 There is luster in the east, and it is named Dahuang. “ 
 In the rumors, ignorance, poverty, backwardness, and wildness. “ 
 – bullshit. “ 
 Queen of the Great Desolation, cold as frost. “ 
 Supported by the national teacher, and the golden boy and jade girl of the national teacher, they are deeply in love, a stunning couple, and unparalleled. “ 
 – bullshit. “ 
 The queen died suddenly, and the national teacher mourned. According to the instructions of heaven, they traveled thousands of miles and finally found their reincarnated lover. From then on, the prince and princess lived happily in the castle… 
 ——Crap! “
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 Chen Xi looked at the pawns who had left a huge stone of hundreds of kilograms, and looked at the sky silently. Is this really the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty? 
 Lu Bu single-handedly penetrated 10,000 troops, this is unscientific. 
 Zhao Zilong is really possessed by the soul of the dragon, and his sword is broken. Is this really a human? 
 Dian Wei singled out Cao Cao to kill the enemy camp, and slaughtered thousands of steps on the opposite side. This fighting power burst into the table! 
 Isn’t this something wrong? Chen Xi touched a goose feather fan and waved it. He sighed heavily, “This is a myth, I’m not normal anymore.” 
 ps: Actually this is a serious farming …
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 “Ride this, my beloved consort!” Instantly rewarded with a punch in his charming face. He looked hurt, “I just wanted you to try out the mythical beast mount!”
 Having died a cruel and excruciating death in her past incarnation, she was reborn into a body imbued with an impeccable talent for cultivation. A good-for-nothing? Fire, water, ice, wind, thunder, and nature; switching between the six elements is easy as pie. Supreme grade pills? She scatters them in the air like candies. Legendary beasts? They’re begging her to form a contract. She is the arrogant Queen almighty! You say that heaven is undefiable? Then she will defy it!
 “Bad news, my Lord! The consort has beaten the Empress of the Heavenly Phoenix Nation into a pulp!” 
 He raised an eyebrow and brimmed of pride, “It’s nothing. Send a million troops to back up my beloved consort. Tell them that I’m the one who’s pampering her!”
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