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Chapter 1507 is extremely disgusting

Chapter 1507 Extremely Disgusting

People can die in many ways in this life. Whether it's an unexpected death or a dead end, it's not too bad. As long as someone comes to collect your body, you can always be considered happy.

Yes, at this moment, Malashenko really wanted to use the word "happiness" to describe those lucky people who died relatively intact and had someone to collect their bodies.

Before he traveled to this different world, Malashenko at that time... Oh, no, it should be Lin Jie to be precise. When he was a child, he helped with housework and helped his mother prepare New Year's goods.

Filling the family with handmade sausages for the New Year.

The specific operation process is also very simple. Insert large pieces of pork into the meat inlet of the meat grinder, then hold the handle of the meat grinder to grind the meat manually, and then you can see the minced pork against the meat grinder.

The cleaned pig intestines are spit out bit by bit from the meat outlet of the meat grinder, and the sausage is shaped into shape.

In that era when there were no electric meat grinders, Lin Jie especially enjoyed helping his mother stuff sausages during the Chinese New Year.

It's not that Lin Jie loves doing housework, it's just that he thinks that hand-cranked meat grinder is like an old-fashioned hand-cranked Gatling gun, and it's fun to play with! It's just like the "door" that everyone played with when they were children.

The "big sniper" and the "triangular ruler pistol" are the same thing. Who hasn't done this when boys were little kids?

However, Malashenko now thinks about the meat grinder in his previous life, not because of how fun the hand-cranked Gatling-like meat grinder is. But because of the human remains that can be seen everywhere on the ground in front of him.

The meat, severed limbs, and something scarlet that I don’t know what it is, were broken into pieces just like the pork that was stuffed into a meat grinder in my memory.

"Damn it... I should have expected this. These stupid SS soldiers were bombarded to the point where they couldn't even fight. Who knows whether they were bombed by 152 or bombed before they died?

203 exploded..."

When the artillery fire reaches a certain level and causes a qualitative change, scenes like this can be seen on the ruins of the positions shrouded in artillery fire.

The degree of fragmentation of the body is directly proportional to the intensity of the artillery fire. The more intense the artillery fire, the more miserable and unsightly the shattered body will be!

However, Malashenko, who is familiar with this, has never seen a large area of ​​corpses bombarded like this, even in the most tragic battle that Comrade Ma has experienced: the Battle of Stalingrad.

The scenes were disgusting and made the veterans feel nauseous, which were unprecedented and unheard of. The density of minced meat, severed limbs and human remains was beyond imagination.

"These are those Germans? Those fascists of the SS???"

"Otherwise? Do you think this is a flock of sheep or a group of pigs that were bombarded like this?"

"Oh my god, I can't imagine how fierce the artillery fire is. I have never seen a German being bombarded like this, never! Not even in my dreams."

"It was a front-level artillery bombardment. I heard what Orsha told me. He was promoted to the division staff not long ago. The information is accurate."

"Front-level artillery bombardment? Oh, my dear Comrade Stalin, these Germans are really heroic. Such a small number of people enjoy such top-notch services."

"Hey! I said you guys should stop chatting and think about something serious. Now is not the freezing period. These rotten meats will cause a plague if they are placed here. We will still have to deal with them then. I just look at it

I feel like vomiting, who wants to deal with the rotten blood and rotten flesh of these Germans, I don’t want to!"

"This is not something I don't think about. I don't want to be punished for cleaning the toilet, but I end up picking up feces for a whole week? Some people have to do it, whether you want it or not."

There was no sound of gunfire yet from the battlefield ruins that had been covered by unprecedented fierce artillery fire. The Red Army soldiers in groups of three or five following their own tanks began to chat in low voices.

This is not to say that everyone is undisciplined in the military, but it is just a normal reaction that people should have after seeing a scene that shocks them extremely. Imagine if you saw such a scene, wouldn't you say a few words and sigh with emotion? One person

Just say a word and it will naturally become one.

With half of his head exposed outside the turret and peeping around, Malashenko could hear the soft whispers coming from around him. It was understandable that the soldiers were shocked by the scene before them, but Malashenko could not

I have no intention of reprimanding, scolding, or making an impassioned speech. Comrade the teacher doesn't have the time to spare.

However, it is still necessary for everyone to stop chatting in shock and start doing business. Malashenko, who has recovered from the extreme shock, picked up the radio transmitter, put it to his mouth and coughed dryly.

Then he spoke softly twice.

"The crews continue to move forward with their eyes wide open! Fire immediately when they see suspicious targets. All weapons are allowed to be used!"

"receive."

"clear."

"Moving forward."

Those rotten blood, rotten flesh and human remains that were suddenly placed on the ground were spread over a wide area and in too many quantities. It was impossible for the huge Stalin heavy tanks to avoid these things.

Deliberately changing the planned route, in the end, you can only choose to ignore it and drive the heavy steel tracks to run over it.

"This is really disgusting, Comrade Commander! I can even feel the soft feeling coming from under our tracks. These fascist bastards are so disgusting to death! Sukka!"

"...Shut your mouth and focus on your gaze. If you miss the German guy, I will punish you by cleaning the toilets for a month and picking up feces!"

"..."

Knowing that Malashenko meant what he said, Iushkin shut his mouth tightly and stopped beeping. He had already closed the turret top cover, and Malashenko, who was holding the commander's periscope with his hand, quickly

Then I received a new report from the radio transmitter at hand.

"Comrade Division Commander, the identity of the enemy has been confirmed. The infantrymen checked the relatively complete remains of the corpses. They are the bastards of the SS Viking Division. They can't escape this time!"

The moment he heard the news from Kulbalov, Malashenko's feelings were complicated and difficult to describe.

Is it excitement?

It does contain excitement. After wandering around Cherkasy for so many days and spending so much effort, now it can be said that the Vikings have been caught, a bunch of heartless and inhumane bastards. This makes Mara

How could Schenko not be excited? One of the biggest battle goals of Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division in Cherkasy was to completely kill the Viking Division, one of the four elite SS troops.

It would be fine if it was just that simple. The problem is that Malashenko's mood and thoughts at this moment are far from that simple.

(End of chapter)


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