Looking at the figure slowly emerging from the shadows, Alsim was convinced that this face and this person did not exist in his memory.
Wearing a tilted boat-shaped hat instead of a steel helmet, he was dressed in black from top to bottom and looked very sinister. His tall stature of at least 1.85 meters was not only slightly taller than Alsim, but even at
It is also a rare figure among Germans who are generally tall.
The scar engraved on the right cheek is even more memorable and impressive to this face, which barely has "gloomy" written on its forehead.
"Who the hell are you?"
Alsim, who was holding a knife behind his back, spoke clearly, sharply and alertly.
After experiencing various near-death battles, his intuition told him that the tall SS man with a playful smile and a sinister face in front of him was definitely not some three-legged cat on the roadside.
"Me? Didn't I just say that? You and I are actually the same kind."
".So much nonsense."
Teng——
Alsim, who was disdainful of continuing to talk nonsense with this birdman, took the lead. No matter what the purpose of this bastard's pretentiousness and mystery was in front of him, Alsim decided that he only needed to know one thing clearly.
If this guy is standing in front of you, a Red Army captain, he shouldn't be discussing where to go for a drink tonight.
Since he is an enemy and has not come to surrender, the answer is simple for Alsim.
Just kill him and that's it, there's no reason to talk nonsense.
Ding--
!?
"You look a little surprised, my friend."
Not necessarily surprised, but I didn't expect it to be true.
Alsim really didn't expect that this guy who was bare-handed and smiling playfully in front of him a second ago would actually raise his hand and wear the sword in the scabbard at his waist within half a second when it was difficult for the naked eye to capture the specific movements.
The dagger was drawn out.
With a "backhand to backhand" attitude, "blade to blade", he blocked Alsim's powerful blow before running up, face to face.
Moreover, it was actually only one damn hand, and the other hand was still inserted into the pocket of his jacket as if mockingly.
Click——ding click——click——
The sound of the metal friction of the blade against the blade was harsh and sharp, but the SS soldier, whose name was still unknown, was steadily exerting force while facing it with a sinister smile.
"Well, let me guess, there shouldn't be any. Or very few people can catch your sword, right?"
".Fuck you."
The failed strike was followed by another horizontal strike that broke away from contact, and this time, Alsim, who had concluded that the enemy would be difficult to deal with after testing, also prepared a back-up move.
Ding-ding——
Another strike of blades crossed, the force was enough to even wipe out sparks.
Alsim, who didn't have much hope for this sword, waved his left fist and stabbed directly in front of his opponent. The moment when he released the sword and punched him were almost at the same moment, and the attack speed was so fast that it even missed him.
The unextinguished blade collided with sparks and passed by. If this punch successfully hit, it would definitely knock the opponent away.
But things that Alsim didn't expect happened one after another.
"I've had a few moments, and my combination skills are pretty good. Are you self-taught?"
The fist thrust towards the face did feel like a hit, but it did not hit the face, but was firmly caught by the opponent's left hand that he took out of his pocket at the right time.
"."
Alsim, who failed to succeed and didn't waste any time, immediately started again. The hunting knife he held in his backhand was turned along the tiger's mouth and held forward. He pushed forward hard and pointed straight towards the enemy's waist.
Prick away.
"too slow."
"Varied--"
Before he could finish the coded words of horror in his heart, Alsim felt a sharp pain in his side waist first. The pain was so intense that even the hunting knife he held tightly in his right finger and stabbed at the enemy was hurt.
He deviated from the original trajectory of his force, and was hit by the enemy very close to him. He ducked backwards and easily dodged it.
boom--
The military boots with reinforced steel nails on the soles were kicked on the breastplate of the torso. Alsim, who was in pain on his side and had not had time to stand still, suffered another disaster. He instantly lost his balance and felt that his whole body was broken.
Rag dolls generally fly out upside down.
Dong dong - bang -
This step backwards and at the same time gave him room to exert force, he raised his leg and kicked violently. It was really powerful and heavy.
In a state of complete loss of control, he rolled three or four times on the ground before he could stop.
If it weren't for the plate armor protecting his chest, Alsim might have broken two of his ribs. He knelt on one knee, held the hunting knife in his right hand and placed it on his half-kneeling knee.
The constant wheezing clearly indicated Alsim's physical state at the moment.
"The conversation we just had is not over yet, fellow human beings."
"You must be more impressed than before. My name is Heisenberg, Schmeinbeck. Heisenberg, remember my name."
"Now, stand up. The game has just begun."
Alsim could not bear it after hearing such provocative words. Even though his body was almost reaching the limit, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up. His two arms, which were already over-stretched, once again turned the hunting knife back.
Holding hands, they assumed a fighting stance and faced their opponents.
"Are you ready? I'm coming!"
"."
Click——
Switch identities between offensive and defensive positions.
It was Alsim's turn to parry the opponent's attack. You can tell just by looking at the posture of holding the handle of the knife with one hand and the back of the knife with the other hand. With both hands raised, he could easily parry the opponent's two-handed attack.
Alsim at this moment has nothing to do with the descriptor "relaxed".
"You don't seem to be as strong as I thought, you are the same kind."
"."
There was a harsh friction scream between the interlaced blades, and they were trembling endlessly. However, the source of this tremor was only one, not two directions. Even with both hands at the same time, Alsim was almost unable to withstand this powerful and heavy blow.
Reached the limit of persistence.
"It's hard, right? But I'm just getting started!"
Click——
The long knife held by both hands was instantly changed to one hand. The black-clothed Nazhen, who was still able to continuously suppress Alsim, freed up his left hand, clasped his five fingers together, and struck an uppercut from the bottom up, like a fish jumping over a dragon's door.
, and went straight towards Alsim’s chin.
boom--
"Well!!!"
Alsim, who was using both his hands and his hunting knife, could neither block nor dodge.
The result of this punch was that his whole body was once again put on the same spot. The fist hit him so hard that his feet were lifted off the ground, and then he moved toward the ground in slow motion in mid-air.
Then it flew out.
"Strange, do you have any reservations? This shouldn't be the only thing you have."