Mercenary's War-Chapter 2116 - 2093: Grounds

What does this imply? It implies that Vorvitsky is a talent.

Some things are simple once revealed, but being able to think of what others can’t before it’s revealed, that’s talent.

"What does this imply? It indicates a cliff-like drop in enemy supplies. For the government forces holding most of the resources, this situation is abnormal, because we haven’t cut their supply lines. So there’s only one answer: the enemy’s finances can’t sustain this war anymore."

Vorvitsky spoke eloquently, and Gao Yang was pleased, but Wizard had a gloomy face. After a long breath, he said in a deep voice, "Continue."

"Yes, sir, the enemy can no longer sustain this war. If they want to continue, they can only rely on external aid. Who will help? America, the European Union. So we’ve seen field rations from America. But, given the current situation, if America or the EU decided to provide large-scale aid, the enemy wouldn’t be struggling to supply field rations to their troops, especially considering Ukraine’s international environment, particularly Russia’s role. The situation is clear now; the enemy hasn’t received significant external aid, so they can’t hold out."

Looking at the confident Vorvitsky, Gao Yang started to consider that this talent is a treasure.

Wizard waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "You’ve explained the enemy’s inability to hold out. But what about us? Why can’t we hold out?"

Vorvitsky sighed, spread his hands, and said with a helpless face, "Compared to understanding the enemy, our situation is definitely worse. When I first joined the militia, our daily meals were abundant. But now, we can only ensure the most basic ration supply."

Gao Yang laughed, "Still using rations as the basis for judgment?"

"Yes. We are militiamen. Our supplies come from our supporters. But after a few months of stagnation in production and life during the war, relying solely on civilian supporters for supplies is clearly insufficient to sustain all-out soldiers. From our platoon’s situation, aside from sufficient arms supplies, everything else is in shortage, especially medicine, which is severely lacking. This is one aspect."

Vorvitsky took a breath, raised his hand, and wagged his finger, saying, "Sixteen days ago, we received supplies mainly of flour and military canned food, along with some clothing. Clearly, those supplies came from Russia, enough for a week’s use. A week later, which was nine days ago, we received another batch of supplies, nearly identical in quantity and content, except for the clothes. But two days ago, we received no supplies, returning to the previous status of donations or gathered food from supporters. But I asked a friend, and their unit continued to receive supplies from Russia, so I guess we haven’t reached some agreement with Russia, and thus, the supplies from Russia were interrupted."

After a long speech, Vorvitsky sighed and said, "Therefore, we can no longer launch a large-scale counterattack actively. Since the enemy can no longer attack, and we can’t counterattack, naturally the fights should stop." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Merely based on the changes in supplies, Vorvitsky guessed most facts correctly. Of course, he didn’t know Nate had already emptied his savings and borrowed 50 million dollars, ensuring at least they wouldn’t starve.

Gao Yang and Wizard remained silent. After Vorvitsky confidently concluded, he cautiously asked, "So, am I right?"

Wizard shook his head and said, "You got part of it right, regarding the enemy. But about our situation, your analysis is inaccurate. Also, as a platoon leader, these aren’t concerns for you."

Vorvitsky chuckled and whispered, "I’m a person who just loves to daydream."

Gao Yang clapped his hands and laughed, "I enjoy people who can daydream. I need people like you. If you can’t leave now, it’s okay, I’ll wait for you."

Vorvitsky glanced at Wizard, suddenly looking enlightened, muttering to himself, "I suddenly feel I’ve misspoken."

Promising someone seemingly an outsider to leave in front of his officer, typically, someone with a bit of societal experience wouldn’t do such a thing.

After pondering for a moment, Wizard waved his hand and said, "So be it."

Militiamen are militiamen, voluntarily fighting to protect their homeland or other beliefs. But if they decide to leave, no one can stop them.

Of course, it’s not that they can’t be stopped; they shouldn’t be. If using force, they could certainly keep people, but maintaining morale by force wouldn’t work when almost everyone is a militiaman.

Right now, Gao Yang truly appreciated Vorvitsky. He promoted this university student soldier after finding him exceptionally brave in battles, but he didn’t expect Vorvitsky to be smart as well.

At this moment, Vorvitsky looked behind Gao Yang, pointed cautiously, and said, "Sir, our lunch has arrived. Would you be interested in staying to eat before heading out?"

Wizard looked at his watch, expressionless and said, "It is time to eat, so we’ll eat before leaving."

Gao Yang turned around and asked, "Isn’t your mess hall here?"

Vorvitsky bashfully replied, "Our front lines are very forward. Cooking near the command post often attracts mortar fire from the cooking smoke, so I arranged the company mess hall to be set up further back, about a kilometer away. After preparing food, it’s delivered, ensuring safety while cooking and eating."

Gao Yang nodded, then surprisedly said, "Wow, this guy is huge!"

A big man, particularly tall, wide, and strong, pulled a two-wheeled cart, accompanied by a white dog wagging its tail alongside the burly man.

Man and dog slowly approached. Seeing Vorvitsky, the burly man put down the cart and said slowly, "Captain, your meal has been delivered."

"Thank you, Yuri. What’s for lunch today?"

The big man slowly turned around, gestured to the white dog beside him, and smiled, "Sit down, sit down."

The white dog sat on the ground, still wagging its tail. The big man named Yuri used a dirty apron to wipe his hands, picked up a lid from a metal bucket, stirred with a spoon inside, and chuckled, "No surprises, it’s still bread and borscht. Hope you guys don’t mind."