While the First Mobile Group Army was idling about, the situation was much the same for the Tenth Prussian Army Group.
"They still haven't attacked," General Boke said, arms crossed, looking at the map, "So now we are just standing around here, wasting time?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than a mosquito landed on the general's face.
Enraged, he slapped at his own face, only for the mosquito to take flight and avoid the blow, buzzing around his ear as if to mock him.
General Boke: "Damn it! Rocossov is in the city, living in houses, while we can only sleep in tents and command vehicles, dealing with swarms of mosquitoes every day!"
Chief of Staff: "The Science Academy has issued special mosquito-repelling gear..."
"That gear is a nightmare to use! Don't they know that?" General Boke continued, agitated, swinging his arms to hit the fluttering mosquitoes, inevitably failing of course.
