After passing by the first German corpse that had been killed and left with hideous wounds, the company officer who continued to move forward quickly came to more corpses - they were a pile of corpses that had been killed intensively by Alsim and lay on the ground. German sticks, if you count carefully, there are exactly six of them. They have all kinds of things in their hands, including rifles and submachine guns.
One person even had a medical bag on his back and a pistol in his hand. It was obvious that he was a German medic.
The company deputy comrade felt that if he guessed correctly, the German corpses lying in piles on the ground were probably killed by Alsim with a magazine that came with the pistol. There was no empty bullet on the ground. The magazine was thrown.
In other words, Alsim's group shot one by one with almost no miss, using a small pistol to kill six Germans at close range, and the gunshots were deadly, hitting the target directly and almost killing them. Either it was aimed at the center of the eyebrow, or it hit the upper chest area with one shot. It is estimated that either the heart or the aorta was penetrated, or the spine was broken with one shot.
The company officer, who has been with Alsim day and night for a long time, knows that he is a fast shooter, but is this too damn fast?
What concept?
A person has to face seven German soldiers single-handedly. If one is captured, he will kill six more with a small pistol. He only has a magazine with a capacity of eight rounds. In the flash of life and death, he only has two chances to make mistakes. Otherwise, it could very well be the difference between life and death.
Accuracy, reaction speed, ability to withstand pressure on the spot, calm judgment of the situation and decisive attack
Everything is impeccable. Without any of the above key elements, it is impossible to create such a "miracle".
People who don't know Alsim only know that he is a fierce man, a group of reckless men, who can kill the enemy without hesitation, and can easily take the lives of German soldiers without leaving any traces with just a few gestures. But who would have thought that this seemingly reckless man would Alsim is also a master of rough and tumble tactics, and his ability to analyze, judge and grasp situations is astonishing, and he also hides it deeply.
Even the deputy, who had known each other for a long time, saw Alsim's ability for the first time. He felt in his heart that such a story had never been seen in his dreams before. It was so off the mark and hard to believe. Confidence.
Looking at the ground under my feet, almost all of them were corpses of German soldiers who had been shot in their upper body vitals. They lost their threat on the spot and lost their lives in a very short period of time. They could not even be rescued.
The company deputy comrade grunted and swallowed and quickly chased after him without much thought. He waited until he reached Alsim's side and slowed down before speaking quietly.
"I can't believe it. When did you hide this trick? How come I never knew about it before?"
Alsim, who had already picked up the AK again and held the gun with both hands, did not hesitate. His face was expressionless, and his answer was as plain as water.
"Who hasn't told you any secrets yet? You are not a comrade, a teacher. Do I have to tell you everything?"
".Hey"
Fucking Sokka!
I'm talking to you properly, but you're doing a good job. You choked me up and made me speechless. You're such an illiterate country bumpkin from Siberia! You don't have any education at all, and your emotional intelligence is in short supply!
However, even the deputy comrade could only think about it in his mind and complain about it, but he would never dare to say it out loud.
Besides, there's no need to say that. He also knows that Alsim's problem with being arrogant and sincere has been around for a long time. He doesn't always keep his mouth shut, but he doesn't take it seriously in his heart and doesn't treat you as an outsider.
He is just a rough guy who is careless and ignorant of the art of speaking. He cannot afford to fight over trivial matters, such as sesame seeds and mung beans. There is no need for him.
"Stop! Attention!"
Following Alsim's footsteps, he was about to move forward, but was suddenly stopped by this guy with his hand.
In a subconscious reaction, the company officer who immediately clung to the wall of the trench beside him clutched the loaded steel gun in his hand, and used silent gestures without looking back to greet the soldiers behind him to quickly move aside and take cover. Only then did he hear the sound in front of him.
Alsim spoke.
"There are German heads running around in front of us. The traffic trench may be directly connected to the half-buried fortifications. There are probably big ones inside!"
There are probably big ones inside. This is Alsim's decisive decision. The most valuable target is likely to be in that trench, and preparations must be made now.
"What are you going to do?"
Before the words were spoken here, there was already movement over there.
Two shadowy figures walked directly out of the semi-buried bunker connected to the traffic trench. What they wore on their heads were not steel helmets but two big officer hats. Together, they lay in the traffic trench like thieves.
He quietly poked his head out from the edge, looking around for a while, obviously trying to find something.
"No need to ask, this is the place! I will lead the team from the front, and follow me with my brothers!"
"Now? We don't know the situation. Are you sure you don't want any support? Just the twenty or so of us???"
"What kind of support do we need? How can we count our victory if we need support? Not to mention the twenty or so people, I can kill all those Nazis by myself. If you don't come, I will earn the title of Hero of the Soviet Union by myself. Are you going?
go?"
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Now is not the time to discuss "whether one person can kill a bunch of Germans". What else can the company officer say after being speechless? He can only nod on the spot and immediately greet the comrades behind him to follow
Come on.
"Hurry up! Move quickly! We are going to evacuate. Pack your things and burn whatever you can't take away! We are going to retreat to the next position, and the Russians are coming up soon! Hurry!"
A lieutenant colonel of the National Defense Force directed several staff officers and correspondents to quickly pack and put away their things. There were several guards in the oil barrel stove nearby, who were throwing large piles of documents and materials in their hands to destroy them. There were even two communications staff officers who were shuffling them.
Lift the butt of the Mauser rifle and smash the communication equipment that was too late to take away.
An extremely busy emergency evacuation has come to an end and is about to end. The hope of escape seems to be close at hand, and the hope of life is waving to everyone.
But just when hope was rising, a sudden change occurred that everyone had not expected.
Boom boom——
Da da da da——
"Enemy attack! Enemy. Ah!!!"
boom--
There were several small-scale explosions in succession, followed by a series of bursts of gunfire and dust. The unexpected German soldiers immediately dropped their busy work without saying a word and picked up the weapons they carried with them to prepare for the response.
, but the sudden attacker still has to move one step faster than them.
"Grenade!!!"
A spinning object that was emitting green smoke was thrown directly into the bunker from outside the traffic trench. It kept spinning on the ground like a death top, counting the final countdown.
The panicked German soldiers had no intention of caring about anything else. Like frightened rabbits, they all tried their best to stay away from the "evil star" that was spinning with green smoke. The two closest to the entrance burned documents.
The German guards even fled directly outside, towards the traffic ditch where the grenades flew in.
But they never expected that in the outside world, in the direction of the traffic trench, there would be something more terrifying than the smoking and spinning thing waiting for them.