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Chapter 2901 Who doesn't have a good brother yet?

Chapter 2901 Who doesn’t have a good brother?

Author: Ke Ji丶

If he hadn't taken off this outfit, I'm afraid even Alsim wouldn't have noticed that his body, which he had always been proud of, was in such tatters.

"how is he?"

"Fortunately, although there are many wounds, most of them are not deep. Bruises and falls account for the vast majority. There is also a scratch with a sharp object and several subcutaneous contusions. The wounds have been treated by him. In addition, I think

I would like to take the liberty to ask, does he have any combat missions in the future?"

"."

He tilted his head and glanced at Alsim, who was looking at his arms and revealing his muscular upper body. He was sitting next to the bed in the back room. His arms to waist were almost covered with patches, and he was sitting there wrapped in bandages. He wanted to lie, but after thinking about it, he decided not to.

Sulovechenko finally told the truth.

"Of course my personal wish is for him to rest, but Comrade Nurse, he, I mean you also know that now is the last battle, and the decisive battle is coming soon. This is for him, me, and all the Red Army soldiers.

They are all important.”

"So according to what I know about him, he must join the battle. After all, he is not injured enough to move. I don't mean to ask him to fight until he collapses and cannot move. He is still my leader. He is the one who ordered me.

It's not me who ordered him. But he really has this character, and he will not miss this battle no matter what."

"."

The young nurse wearing a nurse's cap and a mask on her chin sighed after hearing this. The tray in her hand still contained the waste that she had just wiped and applied medicine to Alsim. She looked back at the waste she had just handled in the ward.

For the injured, the only thing we can do now is the last words of advice.

"His body is very strong. I guess those falls and scrapes have little impact on him. The only thing that needs attention is the sharp scratch on his thigh. The wound is not deep but has a certain length. Be careful not to let the wound

Infected, otherwise there is a risk of amputation."

"Yes, thank you, comrade nurse, thank you! I understand, and I will convey the instructions to him."

"You're welcome, comrade, this is what I should do."

After watching the young nurse who had helped his good brother leave with a gesture of gratitude, Sulovechenko sighed and then walked slowly towards the ward in the back room.

"Are you still fighting right now?"

"You can hear it even if you prick up your ears, so why ask when you know it."

"."

Even if you are in the frontline rescue center, you can still clearly hear the roar of guns and artillery coming from the fire line in Zone Z not far away.

According to the planned battle plan, Alsim Company, which captured the remaining parts of the Ministry of Interior building in one fell swoop, was ordered to rest and recuperate.

This has nothing to do with Alsim's own will or his willingness as the company commander. It is a mandatory order directly issued by Malashenko. There is no extra option but to execute it, otherwise it will be disobedience.

Of course, the order was not given out of impromptu or out of disbelief that Alsim led the men to fight poorly.

Firstly, Alsim's sleeping time every day these days has been reduced to a handful of fragmented hours.

If the company commander who is the most "Slavic superman" is like this, you can only imagine what the other soldiers in the company are like.

The entire company is already depleted of men and horses and is in a state of exhaustion. If it continues to fight, the combat efficiency will be reduced to an unacceptable level. Therefore, greater battle losses will be more than worth the gain.

So Malashenko forced Alsim and his company to take a half-day off. During the half-day, someone will give you food and drink. Don’t think too much. The only task is to see which shabby building near the battlefield has the most comfortable bed.

Find a place by yourself to go and have a good fucking sleep, the kind that goes to sleep after you've eaten enough.

Secondly, the reason why Alsim was able to accept the leave order at such a critical juncture was mainly because Malashenko gave him a more attractive reward-the Capitol Building.

You need to recharge your batteries and have a good rest today, and bring me people to rush to the Capitol tomorrow morning. Your company's name must be among the troops participating in the battle. If you want to fight this battle, then go and have a good rest now.

A set of reasonable and rewarding operations allowed Alsim to lead the people down obediently and take a breather.

However, even though he was not on the battlefield, Alsim still felt itchy when he heard the roar of guns and artillery close at hand. "Thirsty for battle" refers to his state. This kind of person can almost ignore his own physical condition in order to fight.

Degree.

As long as Malashenko's words are effective and can suppress him, if it were anyone else, Alsim would not necessarily buy it.

"How are the brothers?"

"Huh? What else can I do? Everything has been arranged. Let's go to rest. Everyone ate a big pot of beef and buckwheat rice, and poured two spoons of lard on it. After eating, we smoked a cigarette and worshiped the gods. Then we fell asleep on a soft bed.

.Fucking Suka! It’s like a vacation on the battlefield. When have we ever had such a comfortable experience since we arrived in Berlin?”

He made a joke at the right time to adjust the atmosphere. Before he finished speaking, he noticed Alsim's shirtless, tendon-covered upper body covered with patches and various bandages.

Sulovechenko felt that it was not the right time to sigh, so he finally spoke calmly.

"Have you really thought about it? Are you going to challenge that nigga?"

"Are I talking about it? Brother, I am telling you the truth. We are soldiers, the most elite field group of the Red Army, not gangsters and gangsters on the streets. I admit that you are very capable of fighting this.

, but you are part of a collective. We are entering the battlefield as a collective unit, not you alone. Are you really going to do this?"

"Let's not talk about anything else. You don't care and don't listen to me, but what about Comrade Division Commander? Don't you care most about what he thinks of you? Do you think Comrade Division Commander will support you in doing this if he knows about it? Company Commander

You don't lead the team to direct the battle, but you go to find a Nazi lunatic to challenge you? What will the comrade commander think of you if he finds out? This is not what you want."

It was obvious that Sulovechenko was empathizing with others and putting himself in Alsim's shoes. He really didn't want to see Alsim get into trouble just for this, ruining his own future and possibly even falling into the trap of the enemy.

He provoked a trap and even lost his life.

Every reckless man must have a stable person beside him, which seems to be an unwritten rule.

This was actually the reason why Malashenko transferred Sulovechenko to the combat engineers and specifically served as Alsim's deputy.

"That bastard made a challenge to me. He killed my brother and dared to provoke and humiliate me. He must die no matter what. I will not let him leave Berlin alive, never."

"."

Sulovchenko did not speak, not because he gave up trying to persuade Alsim, but because he most likely guessed that his partner would have something to say next.

"But I won't let him lead me around. I have the final say on where to fight and how to deal with this bitch, not this bastard."

After hearing this, Sulovechenko was instantly happy and secretly said, "There is a way to do this!" and then hurriedly spoke at the right time.

"So, you mean"

Before Sulovechenko could finish his words, which he deliberately slowed down and paused for a while, Alsim, who had more depth and calmness in his eyes than anger, spoke slowly again.

"What should we do tomorrow morning? How should we continue fighting the battle?"

"This neighborhood is my hunting ground. There's no way this bastard can hide or escape, and I'm going to see his body no matter what, just like we're going to put the red flag on top of the Capitol."

"and"

Click——

Even though he was wearing patches and bandages, he didn't forget to light a cigarette to worship God. Alsim, who was just lying there shirtless and smoking from his mouth, finally didn't forget to thank him, didn't give up, didn't give up, and insisted on regaining his sanity.

Good brother, wake up.

"You are right, this bastard is not as important to me as one ten thousandth of that of comrade Senior Commander."

"I will resolutely complete my tasks and do what I should do, not because of anything else. As long as that is what Comrade Commander hopes, then I must do it, and I will definitely do it."


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