Chapter 2230 If I don't work hard for a day, I feel uncomfortable!
Chapter 2230 "If I don't do it for a day, I feel uncomfortable all over!"
"Knocked it off? Killed it?"
Alsim, who jumped into the pit with a flying lunge, couldn't wait to ask Gerashenko who had just finished his work beside him. The latter who had just inserted a new magazine into the AK in his hand just loaded it with one hand in an instant, and then
He spoke immediately without thinking.
"It's over, it's done! One shot entered the soul and killed a few German deserters."
"..."
After hearing this, Alsim silently poked half of his head out. His eyes had just seen something come into view, but they never expected that a sudden accident would suddenly happen at this moment.
boom--
"Sokka!"
A huge explosion roared within a few dozen meters around him. The shock wave swept across the ground. Even the snow falling on the permafrost was instantly blown into the air, raising a burst of white hair. It can be seen that the impact of the explosion was so powerful.
It's really not small.
"Are you okay? Comrade Company Commander."
Gerashenko, who grew up in an ordinary working-class family and had only completed compulsory education, was not a top student. However, with his superb tactical skills and superior battlefield performance, he won the appreciation and recognition of his superiors, and eventually
Therefore, I was able to submit my application to join the party, which was approved, and I became an elite party member combat engineer who took the lead.
With such a decent and excellent upbringing, Jerashenko has no problem with his respect for his superiors or his own qualities.
Seeing that the company commander next to him seemed to have been bombed, Gerashenko, who was momentarily panicked, quickly pulled Alsim down from the edge of the crater, and quickly took a look with several other soldiers who came up.
How is Alsim doing? Is he injured or missing any parts?
"I'm fine, don't panic, stay calm! Bah——"
After taking a mouthful of dirt and snow mixture, Alsim spit out the foam and waved to the anxious soldiers who gathered around him to indicate that he was fine. However, the incident happened quite suddenly, which he did not expect.
That's all.
"Damn it! This German guy's coffin was so explosive that it almost blew away!"
Yes, Alsim, who was cursing at this moment, was not blown up by something special, not a German hand grenade, nor a howitzer shell.
The only reason why Alsim was thrown into the pit with a loud bang and ate a mouthful of dirt and dirty snow was because the car not far away had just been shot into the soul by Gerashenko with an iron fist and set on fire.
The Santuzi that abandoned the car was blown up.
Although the Santuzi is an old and outdated model, you should never forget that this is still a mobile self-propelled explosive depot filled with fuel and ammunition and covered with a steel shell.
Not to mention anything else, the power of this explosion alone is far beyond what 105, 152, or even 203 grenades can compare with, and the noise caused is not on the same level at all.
Although Alsim had only half of his head exposed and was lying on the edge of the bomb crater, he was still blown away by the violent instantaneous ammunition explosion that was only a few dozen meters away and less than a hundred meters away. He was also blown away by the way.
His mouth was stuffed with dirt and dirty snow, and he was really embarrassed.
Seeing that the comrade company commander was not only ugly, he realized that the Santuzi he had just killed had directly caused such a result. He was quite timid in front of the comrade commander he had always respected. Compared with the 1.86 meter tall comrade
Gerashenko, whose height did not match the Slavic man, continued to speak.
"Sorry, it's my fault, Comrade Company Commander, I didn't remind you that..."
"Okay, there's no need to say anything else. What's wrong with you? You've got merit for killing me. You're right. I'm still saying the same thing even when Comrade Commander is here. If there's no emergency, is it still a battlefield?"
"..."
The speechless Gerashenko was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say. On the contrary, Alsim, who was eloquent, checked the AK in his hand and then continued to speak.
"I've seen it all, just like Gerashenko did just now. Find a bunker, follow the cover of tanks and infantry fighting vehicles, and knock out all the Kraut tanks within the range. Now fighting close combat, this is how our combat engineers perform
Good time! Let those naughty bitches know that we are still the boss even in their territory!"
"Ula!"
Responding to the order of comrade company commander with a confident "Ula", this small team of elite combat engineers who followed Alsim set off again, using an IS6 heavy tank that rumbled past the crater.
Cover, he dodged and hid behind the tanks in an orderly manner, and began to move forward under the cover of this mobile heavy armored castle like the Wall of Sighs.
In fact, according to Malashenko's original order, they have not had a good rest since the battle in southern Poland. The combat engineers who are either on the Bakugan Degun or on the Bakugan Degun road do not need to participate in active attacks.
, which can be used as a reserve team to go into battle when the situation really calls for it.
However, the combat engineers of the Leadership Division are not ordinary people. If they were ordinary people, they would not be able to join the combat engineers of the Leadership Division.
These Slavic men, who are as strong as cattle, all have the violent gene in their bodies. In the words of Brother Dali, "if I don't do it for a day, I feel uncomfortable all over!". This is what happened.
It seems that they have to eat, drink, and sleep every day, which has become an indispensable part of the daily life of this group of combat engineers.
Under the "extremely violent" premise that the combat engineers came to block the brigade department's entrance to request a fight, Kulbalov, who was annoyed, had no other choice but to ask Malashenko for instructions to see if these actions could be allowed.
The combat engineers who "will feel uncomfortable if they don't fight German sticks" went into battle.
When Malashenko on the other end of the radio heard about this situation, he was very angry on the spot.
I wanted to scold you, "You brigade commander can't even handle his soldiers. I'm not here to wipe your ass." But then I thought about it. With Kulbalov's temperament, he wouldn't bother with such a thing unless it was absolutely necessary.
Own.
Presumably it is also because the combat engineers of the first brigade are the combat engineers of the leader division who were established by themselves. Unlike the second brigade of Varosha, they were upgraded and reorganized with a small amount of the old foundation of the leader division.
With the addition of elite infantry, it was a newly formed combat engineer team that was slightly less than half a point.
It is no exaggeration to say that Malashenko is really the serious old commander of the combat engineer battalion of the first brigade and the true original founder of the entire battalion.
Now that something like this has happened, it seems reasonable to approach the corresponding old chief and his direct superior to resolve it.
After understanding Kulbalov's situation, Malashenko immediately pressed the button on the radio transmitter and gave a calm reply.