"It's pretty powerful, huh? I thought it would be enough to blow up half of it, but it turned out to be a good thing. It's pretty much a one-time reimbursement."
When your expectations for results are low, it is usually easier to achieve satisfactory results.
The reason is naturally very simple. The higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment. What is the antonym of it?
When the British-made 500-pound aerial bomb exploded at the entrance to the basement, everything around the bomb was almost completely destroyed, whether it was dead objects or cargo.
The two steel doors were blown upside down by the aerial bombs that exploded directly in the face, and they fell deeper into the underground passage and disappeared.
And what about the SS soldiers who were locked up in this underground arsenal?
It can only be said that the situation is not the worst, only worse. Of course, it is the kind of bad for the Nazis, not the Red Army.
Fortunately, the Germans these days are really sincere when it comes to projects and use real materials. The most direct manifestation is the tunnel leading to the underground arsenal. Even if the entrance was hit directly by a 500-pound aerial bomb,
It turned out that only the door was blown off and the door frame structure was damaged. About one-third of the entrance space was blocked by the collapsed debris.
Not to mention people, the remaining two-thirds of the entrance space is more than enough to drive a barrel truck in. However, there is no need to drive the barrel truck into the underground arsenal, it is just a metaphor.
Therefore, when Alsim, Sulovchenko and his team, who wanted to check the results of the battle and clean the battlefield, wanted to go underground again, they basically had to go through the small landslide at the entrance and have an unimpeded path.
state.
Only the debris and small gravel stepped on from time to time reminded the soldiers that the place under their feet had just experienced an explosion.
"Damn, this guy's face got smashed up. What hit him? A big chunk of concrete?"
A soldier held up a corpse that was slumped in the corner with a drooped head. After lifting the head slightly, he saw that the entire face had been smashed to pieces by some kind of blunt instrument with a huge impact.
Not human-like.
If it weren't for this body that could still be recognized as a person, just looking at parts of this face would probably be no different from a pile of stuffed meat just rolled out of a meat grinder.
"Is there anything good on him? Search it and don't miss it."
"Well, let me take a look now. I almost forgot if you didn't tell me."
People are dead, but the things on them still have value for living people to continue to use.
After being reminded by the comrades passing by, the soldiers guarding the "faceless" corpse immediately began to inspect it. The first thing they examined was the long gun lying sideways in the arms of the corpse.
"Is this the senior officer the company officer mentioned? I've never seen this gun before. Do you recognize it?"
Although the power of the explosion was not small, the good news is that it did not do anything to the gun. Except for some scratches and small dents visible to the naked eye, there were almost no obvious signs of damage on the entire gun made of solid wood.
"I've never seen it, but I've heard of it. I heard someone from the Logistics Support Brigade say it looks like something. It's a gun from the German Air Force. I heard it's exclusively for pilots."
"A gun from the German Air Force? Ha, this is a treasure. If you don't have the chance to fly a plane, you still have a chance to use the gun in the hands of the person who flies the plane."
The soldier who had found a treasure found out the secret of using this gun after a few simple checks. He pressed the release button with his right hand and then flicked the gun hard. The entire gun's slender body instantly folded downwards into two parts: front and back.
part.
"Hey! This is actually a folding barrel gun. There are one, two, three in total! Oh, this gun can hold three bullets at a time, not bad!"
Double-barreled shotguns are common but triple-barreled shotguns are uncommon.
The operating principle of folding-barrel firearms is not complicated. It is to preload ammunition into the chamber at one time and prepare it for firing. It is somewhat similar to the principle of a tank main gun. For a double-barreled shotgun, you can treat it as a double-barreled tank gun. Now this
The principle of the three-barreled gun is the same.
Three rounds of bullets are preloaded in advance, which means that this three-barrel folding barrel gun can fire three times in a row before the next reloading.
Although there are automatic weapons everywhere in the leadership division, semi-automatic weapons are not uncommon.
But this thing, after all, it is a spray gun that is much more powerful than a conventional rifle. If it hits a person, it will make a hole as big as a teacup. Killing an enemy with one shot is unambiguous. Under this premise, you
Think about it again, this thing is a three-shot, wouldn't it really smell good?
"Well, the workmanship is much better than the shabby STG44 of the Germans. It doesn't look like it was produced in a hurry. The technique is somewhat similar to the Luger pistols assembled by those German officers."
Indeed, if the "noble custom-made goods" specially ordered by the Luftwaffe and purchased separately are of the same quality as those of the army's common goods, wouldn't it be too disrespectful to Mr. Hermann Meyer?
"What a great gun! It's such a great gun! It's just too long. It's hard to carry something this long. It's also not convenient to use indoors."
The soldiers who were indeed deeply attracted by the precise German industry couldn't help but admire it again and again.
Men will always have an indescribable fanaticism for some killing machines that are as exquisite as masterpieces of craftsmanship. From tanks, planes, cannons, warships, to small firearms, there is nothing better than this. The appearance of the weapons can even be more attractive to men than women.
There is nothing strange or shameful about it, it is normal to admit the enemy's weapons.
However, the things designed by the Germans are often good, but shortcomings and shortcomings always coexist. How to use such a good gun better is the current problem.
"So... you're just doing it for these things? To get these crappy guns in the hands of these nazis?"
boom--
Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and fired a shot in the direction of his feet.
The SS soldier who was beaten to death and was only breathing a breath was shot to pieces on the spot by the smoking Tokarev TT33 pistol in Alsim's hand. The red and white thing
Instantly scattered all over the floor.
Alsim didn't like it and didn't think it was necessary to save a half-dead SS man. If he were a member of the Wehrmacht, he might have considered it. Death without mercy was the best final judgment for these two-legged beasts.
"You can say that, but how to use it and who to use it for is still a question. I haven't thought about it yet. I have to study it further."
He was also playing with a big three-barreled spray gun that he had just seized. It was obvious that Sulovechenko really liked this thing. When Alsim heard this, he didn't say anything more. He just picked it up for himself.
He also seized one of these things and raised his hand to point in the direction of returning to the ground.
"Okay, I've taken what I need to take and I've made up for what I need to make up. Let's go up and study it further."