"The bombing was really terrible, these fascist shits were all blown out..."
"Isn't this a good thing? It just saves us from doing it ourselves and lets these fascists have a hard time. We will send them on their way as soon as the main force arrives."
The aviation support saved Alsim's reconnaissance team from the trouble of doing it themselves. Now, the big boss Alsim is lying in the snow nest with the tank platoon leader and comrade to watch the fun, holding up the telescope in his hand and looking at the scene a few hundred meters away.
The scene of those German fascist dregs rolling and boiling in the steel broth, being blown up into the sky, and tearing the enemy to pieces with a loud explosion is so exciting.
"Isn't it a little too close? I'm afraid the plane will blow us up together as Germans..."
Artillery shells, rockets and aerial bombs don't have eyesight, it's the same thing.
Another thing is that although the Il-2 pilots who carry these deadly ground weapons have long eyes, their long eyes do not mean they can see the situation on the ground clearly. There is no problem if you look at targets the size of tanks and vehicles.
, but if you want to say that you can clearly see what people on the ground look like in the sky and distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, then it is a bit nonsense. How can you see clearly like ants?
Comrade platoon leader's worries do have some validity.
"You don't move, I don't move. We are still some distance away from the Germans here. Why are those planes coming to bomb us? The camouflage is indistinguishable on the ground, and there is no way of identifying it in the sky. They can only see a piece of it.
Bai. Keep observing and see what these Fascist scum will do next."
When you deserve to die, you will naturally die; when you don't deserve to die, you can't die even if you want to.
Unlike those grassroots commanders of the Red Army who were highly educated and well-educated, Alsim was capable of fighting, but he didn't care at all about such devious things as beliefs, doctrines, and ambitions.
He has his own set of cognitions and values. For example, "You will definitely not die when you don't have to die" is one of them.
In the same way, Alsim did not join the Red Army for some lofty goal such as "planting red flags all over the world" and "enabling proletarians all over the world to break their shackles."
He was just at that age when he was hot-blooded and brave. He heard that there were many gun masters like him in the Red Army, and some were even better than him in marksmanship, so he joined the army to learn a few tricks.
, hoping to become stronger.
Later, the war with the Germans was not for the sake of protecting the country. The definition of "home" in Alsim's heart was only his old shabby house in Siberia, his elderly parents, and one younger brother and sister."
The state of the country has nothing to do with Alsim, and he doesn’t understand any big principles. It doesn’t matter if he has medals, honors, etc., just let it go.
There is only one thing that really makes Alsim feel interesting: the pleasure of killing these treacherous and cunning Fascist scum is much more satisfying than hunting Siberian wolves with a shotgun.
The brains of these fascist scum are smarter and more dangerous than those beasts, and Alsim likes to challenge more dangerous prey. Only in this way can he become stronger, move towards the most powerful hunter, and then win a kind of
What makes me feel more satisfied: the admiration of those around me, especially those who are also strong.
The strong and the strong recognize each other and cherish each other. The higher you go, the more powerful the strong are, the more obvious they are. There is no other army like this in the past and present.
In the past, Alsim only sought the admiration and admiration of others, but now it is different. He has always been like a lone wolf and likes to be alone. Now he also has an object of admiration and admiration: Malashenko, the leader.
Comrade the division commander.
Alsim, who has fought many battles and fought against all kinds of enemies, has never seen anyone like Malashenko.
He is young, versatile, extremely charismatic, and almost unbelievably powerful at such an incredible age.
How does a real man realize the value of his life?
Alsim has his own definition.
Whether he is a king and is respected by all, or he is the king's right and left horse, seals the territory for the king, or dies in battle, a man should always do what a man should do.
In Alsim's eyes, Malashenko is the wolf king who leads a group of red wolves that can tear the flesh and blood of Germans and even swallow their souls. He is so powerful that the Germans are deeply impressed.
Fear, while conquering the enemy physically, he also conquered many comrades around him from the spiritual level and was so impressed that Alsim decided to realize the meaning of his life by following him and serving him until death.
If Malashenko said that he would crush fascism, then Alsim would definitely crush any fascist he encountered into powder, not even a scum would be left. On the contrary, if Malashenko said that he would crush the Germans
If the civilians should be kinder and not kill indiscriminately, Alsim will also implement this order above his own personal will, just to get Malashenko's approval.
"Well done, Alsim, you are the most outstanding combat engineer of the Leader Division. As the commander of the Leader Division, I am proud of you."
Indeed, someone is looking forward to getting such recognition one day, waiting for the man to say it to him personally.
This is a cruel hunter who has no faith and does not fight for any doctrine. He knows his goals very well and will never give up until he achieves his goals. He is an extremely dangerous war machine that is only controlled by one person and obeys others.
The order was given only because Malashenko asked him to do so, and this was part of the execution of the order, nothing more.
At least until Malashenko dies, he will remain under control like a suppressed cancer cell.
As for whether one day Malashenko will be in danger or die unexpectedly, whether such a war machine with its restrictions lifted and uncontrolled will go berserk, and to what extent it will go berserk, at least it is not something that can be said clearly at the moment.
, everything has to be left to the future to witness.
"The aircraft's ammunition is almost running out, the bombers are starting to return, and the Il-2 only has the cannon shells left to finish. Pay attention to the movements of the Germans, it is our turn."
The air strike with the roar of eagles in the sky was coming to an end, and the ground was covered with traces of fire and blood left after the death wreaked havoc.
Several Il-2s that had even fired their cannon shells wiped their mouths and left, wiping their mouths and walking away like a man who was full of wine and food but didn't pay for it. He patted his butt and shook his wings and flew away. Kongliu was bombed.
It was so horrible that the Montreal sticks were messy, struggling, and painful in the cold wind.