"We are done here, but I wonder how Comrade Company Commander is doing?"
After the battle was over, at least for the time being, Sulovechenko finally had a chance to smoke a cigarette. He stood on the edge of the window sill at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor, with a cigarette in his mouth, staring out the window, listening to
The old monitor next to him spoke quietly with some worried words.
"Him? Instead of worrying about him, you should worry about whether those scum can be humanely destroyed. I haven't known him for too long, but in every battle so far, he will act like crazy whenever he sees blood.
, he won’t stop until his heads are rolling and his corpses are lying on the ground.”
"Have you heard of it? There is a natural disease in this world called hemophobia. Most people who are born with this disease will tremble when they see blood, which scares them so much. But we
Comrade the company commander is just the opposite. He gets extremely excited when he sees blood. In his own words, only when the warm blood flows through his palm can he feel that he is truly alive."
".He lives to kill, right?"
Sulovechenko, who was still breathing smoke out of his mouth, seemed to be thinking about something. When he spoke again after a while, he gave an answer that convinced him.
"To correct you, it's not everyone, it's about killing enemies. Even I have to admit that he is a reliable guy. At least when I am with him, I never have to worry about encountering enemies that I can't deal with. He has
He can exude this kind of power that makes you believe in him, and no one can defeat him."
After taking the last puff of the cigarette, Sulovchenko reached out and flicked it, and the cigarette butt with the last trace of sparks flew out of the window in a parabola. Before Sulovchenko could speak again, a burst of excited shouts came out.
Interrupted thoughts.
"Company commander, it's comrade company commander! They did it, and they also took down the building opposite! Ula!!!"
As the excited warrior who saw it with his own eyes shouted.
At this moment, at the window on the fourth floor of the opposite apartment building on the same parallel line, Alsim, who had just led people to finish the work, was standing by the window sill, looking down.
After confirming that the fighting on the street had come to an end and that the wave of German paratrooper attacks had receded, leaving corpses on the ground.
Alsim, who was relieved for the moment, subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the parallel apartment building opposite. As he looked around, he saw Comrade Sulovechenko at a glance.
Alsim raised the object in his hand to show that he was okay, and soon sent a signal that "the battle is over with victory".
"Damn it, am I right? That thing he is carrying is..."
"A human head, a pure human head, you read that right."
Already accustomed to Alsim's "rough and unruly" fighting style, Sulovchenko wouldn't find it strange even if he saw a bloody human head in Alsim's hand.
.
As the "Slavic Superman" himself said.
After the most powerful hunter in the village defeats the Wolf King alone, he will cut off the Wolf King's head as evidence, bring it back to the village to prove his strength, and share his joy and fruits of victory with the villagers.
The strong will be respected, while the weak will only become the prey of wild beasts.
The law of nature is that the weak eat the strong.
This is a rule passed down from generation to generation in the old Orion family of Alsim.
The barren Siberian wilderness does not believe in tears. Only the strong are worthy of surviving in that bitterly cold place.
Berlin is a forest, a steel and concrete forest for Alshim to hunt to his heart's content.
If there is something in this forest that can not only prove one's strength, but also convey the news of victory and share the joy with his comrades.
Then there is no doubt that the thing Alsim is carrying is it, at least in his own eyes.
"Let's go down and take a look. Staying here will only waste time."
But it was only after he actually went downstairs to the street and met up with Alsim's detachment that Sulovechenko discovered that he had still guessed part of the answer wrong.
What Alsim was carrying was no ordinary head, but the head of a dignified German colonel. In terms of military rank alone, it was higher than everyone present, whether it was a dead man lying on the ground or a standing man.
Living people on the street.
"Damn it. Where did you get this head? I mean, how could you kill this guy? Who is he?"
After learning that the head was actually that of a German colonel, Sulovechenko looked surprised and puzzled and couldn't quite figure out why.
Before he finished speaking, Alsim threw away the thing he was carrying, and saw a good man's head, with blood dripping from the broken neck, just like a ball, spinning around in circles.
He fell to Sulovechenko's feet.
The fear, anger, and unwillingness of the last moments before death still remain in a pair of wide-open eyes that remain fixed in death.
"The deputy commander of the 9th Parachute Infantry Division of the Wehrmacht, Colonel Wilhelm Wink, is such a bastard."
"The fourth floor of my building is the headquarters of this bastard. A bunch of idiots who are good at writing and writing dare to show off with me, wield swords and guns. Instead of surrendering, they dare to make trouble with me, then they will definitely have to pay.
Pay some price."
"There is no need to take prisoners in this battle, so I won't need him. Since this bastard refuses to put down his gun until he dies, let him take his broken gun to another world, maybe he can find it
I regret taking the medicine."
"."
Sulovechenko finally understood.
To put it simply, Colonel William Wink was a die-hard just by his actions, so it was normal for him to be killed. Since he refused to lay down his arms and surrender, who else can you blame? Go to another world and think about it.
If you don't regret it until the end, that's it.
It's just, the top floors of these two apartment buildings.
One is a frontline rescue station, and the other is a command post with a colonel and deputy division commander.
The functions played by these two buildings in the German defense zone are indeed somewhat unexpected, and it is not even impossible to say that they are surprising.
Of course, this can also further explain why those desperate German paratroopers, despite suffering such heavy casualties, had to attack at all costs and try to recapture these two buildings.
First, these two buildings guard the bridgehead on the north side. They occupy a commanding position and occupy an absolute terrain advantage that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Once these two buildings are lost, big problems will arise whether it is reinforcements across the river or retreat across the river.
Secondly, it’s because of the original owner of this head.
The dignified deputy division commander was attacked by the enemy and blocked in the headquarters. He was unable to evacuate and his life or death was unknown.
If we don't try our best to save him at this time, it will show that there is something wrong with this group of German paratroopers. As a military collective, they do not understand the importance of their own heads.
It's just that the final result is that these German paratroopers reacted quickly enough and put all the qualities and abilities they should have into play, but they still can't change the cruel fact that light infantry can't defeat heavy armor at all.