Knight died, leaving behind Lieutenant Colonel Adam, whom he could not let go of until his death.
Alone, he faced Malashenko and his minions, the eagle dogs, who had just taken away the life of his good brother and were still charging furiously.
The blood-stained hands put down the body, which had rapidly lost temperature due to a huge amount of blood loss and gradually became cold.
It was only then that the bespectacled military doctor in a white coat and a first-aid kit in his hand hurriedly ran over. When he saw Major Knight lying in a pool of blood, he immediately squatted down, put down the first-aid kit and planned to start first aid.
"No need, there are no more people left, go save others."
"."
The action of the military doctor was interrupted by Lieutenant Colonel Adam's words. The sound of gun explosions coming from the window was endless and seemed to be getting closer and closer, so that not only the sounds of crossfire, but even the shouts of killing were gradually heard, becoming increasingly louder.
clear.
"Sir, your face needs treatment."
"Um?"
It was only at this moment, when the military doctor reminded him, that Lieutenant Colonel Adam realized that a cut had been made on his face. It was not until this moment that the stinging sensation hit him sharply when he touched it slightly with his hand.
"Don't worry about me, go and treat others. This is an order."
"."
"As you wish, sir."
The military doctor wearing glasses didn't say much when he saw this, let alone any unnecessary nonsense. He picked up the first aid kit, stood up from the ground and left, leaving Lieutenant Colonel Adam alone to face all this and face it once again.
Touching the familiar and cold corpse on the ground.
Jingle Bell--
Jingle Bell--
Jingle bell bell bell——
"Answer the phone and go see someone!"
Lieutenant Colonel Adam, who was half-crouching on the ground, didn't know what he was thinking. Facing the ringing phone not far away, he didn't get up to answer it, but instead opened his mouth to give orders.
A staff officer covered in dust, who had obviously just recovered from the shelling, hurried to the table with unsteady steps, picked up the phone that was ringing wildly on the table, and immediately asked questions.
"Hey, command, please explain the situation."
"."
Lieutenant Colonel Adam felt that his mind went blank and he couldn't figure out what he was thinking. He fell into a "crash" state for a while. He even had no impression of what the nearby staff officer said after answering the phone until the call.
At the end, when the microphone was put down, his eyes regained some of their energy.
"The enemy tanks are less than a block away from us. The enemy has deployed heavy siege assault guns to blast us. There are also a large number of tanks accompanying them. The firepower is extremely fierce. The defense forces request immediate reinforcements, otherwise the defense line will not be preserved.
"
"."
"Otherwise the defense line will not be maintained", this is already a very serious narrative method at the military level.
Adding this sentence at the end, there is a somewhat explicit or implicit "threat" meaning hidden in it.
It's like saying "You can either send me support or just wait and lose." There are only two situations when subordinates dare to say this to their superiors.
Either the subordinate is crazy and dares to say such criticism on the phone and blatantly threaten his boss. Such an idiot is not worthy of commanding an army.
Either the war situation has really deteriorated to the point where I have to say these words, or even these are my last words.
They are about to be mailed. Who cares about whether what they say is in line with the rules before they die? Not to mention that it is a dead end, but to say that there may be a small chance of surviving, then don't worry about him. Let's deal with the ugly first.
Let’s talk about it when it’s right.
In short, no matter what the reason is, it is quite bad for the current Lieutenant Colonel Adam and all the German soldiers in this house and even in the surrounding city.
Moreover, it is up to Lieutenant Colonel Adam himself to say that he is more willing to believe that the latter possibility, where the situation is worse, is the truth.
"Tell Lindemann that reinforcements will arrive soon and ask him to hold his position!"
"."
The young staff officer wanted to execute the order, but his right hand that had already placed it on the phone seemed to have grasped something as heavy as a thousand catties, and he couldn't start. He was even more troubled in his heart and didn't know how to speak. In the end, he could only turn his head again.
He came over and faced Lieutenant Colonel Adam.
"But, we have no available reserves, sir. All the troops are fighting now. How should we send reinforcements?"
"No? How could there be no? What you said is wrong."
While taking off the big-brimmed hat on his head, he took off the steel helmet hanging on the wall and replaced it on his head. He picked up the STG44 assault rifle from the table and pulled the charging handle. Lieutenant Colonel Adam, who had the bullet loaded, only had calmness and determination in his eyes.
.
"We are the reinforcements, all of us. I will personally lead the reinforcements for our final battle and the glory of Germany."
"."
The young staff officer, who looked a little bad, was stunned for a moment. He pursed his dry and dusty lips and seemed to hesitate, but in the end he followed the order.
"Hello? Please pick up Major Lindemann. Yes, this is the headquarters."
“Fashis from Sukabule, try this!”
The rags that were temporarily torn off were twisted into a bundle, and a total of six captured M24 grenades were thrown out. They were smoking, spinning and thrown into the room, landing directly on several people hiding in the closet or
It was the face of the German soldier behind the dining table who was pushed over.
"Grenade! Hidden"
boom--
There was a loud bang that far exceeded any conventional grenade, along with the blasting dust, it was like an angry earth dragon rushing out of the house. The floor was shaking, the feet were trembling, and the air was filled with smoke everywhere.
Dust, gunpowder, and the smell of blood and death.
"Up, up, up! Hurry! Come with me!!!"
"Fuck you, die!"
"There's another one behind the cupboard, kill him! Fire!"
Da da da da da——
The noisy shouts were mixed with the continuous firing of fully automatic weapons, like a chainsaw going to work. Before the explosions had calmed down, there was another burst of fighting in the room, until the last medium-power rifle shell fell to the ground.
After the lingering sound dissipated, it finally returned to silence only temporarily.
"One, two, three, four, five-nine, damn it! From the living room to the bedroom, I killed nine people. Are these gangs simply too crowded to do anything? There are so many people crammed into a bigger place!? No wonder the firepower just happened.
So fierce."
One of his squad leaders pulled the beaten body with his feet and complained unhappily.
Alsim, who had just replaced a new magazine for the AK in his hand, pulled up a chair and sat down. Facing the bullet casings all over the room and the enemy corpses lying scattered on the floor, he just pretended not to see them.
He had to light a cigarette for himself as soon as possible to relieve his addiction and said.
"In my hometown, wolves, such cunning and slippery beasts, will only swarm in front of the muzzle of a gun under one situation. They know that the stick in your hand can kill them, but they still have no hesitation."
"."
Without waiting for the squad leader to answer the question, Alsim, who was answering the question himself, put away the lighter with the cigarette he had just lit in his mouth, and spoke with "fairy spirit" coming out of his mouth.
"When you are close enough to threaten the wolf king's life, in their eyes."