Looking at the blood mist splattering from the Lieutenant General's chest, and staring at the ferocious smiling face peeking out from behind the Lieutenant General's head, an expression called "pleasure" appeared on his face.
"Farewell, dear comrade political commissar."
He put his mouth into the ear of the dying lieutenant general who had been stabbed through the chest from behind. There was no sadness, no sympathy, no guilt or guilt in the whispered words. Only joyful excitement and pleasure filled the words.
, flowing continuously.
"Send my regards to my comrades."
Poof——
The sharp and heavy knife was pulled out from the chest with all his strength, and the blood vessels that had lost their obstructions spurted out an even greater amount of uncontrollable blood, all of which was washed into the air and turned into blood mist.
Plop——
Like a puppet whose strings had been cut and lost control, he was released by two SS soldiers escorting his shoulders. The completely unresponsive Lieutenant General immediately fell to the ground limply, with scarlet blood dripping from his eyes.
Soon the water flowed down from the terrible wound, staining the stairs red.
"You can't save your company deputy brother, you can't save the captured general comrade, you can't save anyone."
"Now, are you starting to understand what I'm saying? My kind."
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With his fists clenched so tightly that his fingernails could almost be dug into his flesh, Alsim gritted his teeth. He was frozen in place, his body trembling with excessive anger, unable to utter a single word.
Unprecedented rage has burned through Alsim's body. He has never wanted to kill a creature so much as now, and his hatred is unspeakable.
The remaining dozen or so prisoners ranging from school officers to lieutenants to ordinary soldiers are still in their hands, and they are still in the state of fresh meat.
The confident Heisenberg was not in a hurry to announce the start of the battle. He just lingered on the spot and played with the heavy knife that was already stained with blood. He held it between his index finger and thumb and gently wiped away the blood on the blade.
, a whirling sword flicked away the remaining blood on the blade, and when the next second came, the sword was already sheathed.
"You are so ignorant and so disappointing to me, fellow human being."
"Do it!"
At that moment when the bastard sheathed his sword, Alsim, who believed that his judgment was not wrong, knew that the moment of action had come. His powerful and sharp reflex nerves drove his body to start taking action before the actual mutation occurred.
Da da da da——
A dozen Red Army prisoners who were shot from behind by automatic weapons almost twitched and fell down at the same time. However, the SS soldiers at the front who had loaded their bullets picked up the weapons in their hands on the spot without saying a word, raised their guns and shot.
The dense barrage almost followed the gunshots that killed the prisoners. Alsim, whose reactions and movements were as fast as an arrow, had already ducked behind the nearest bunker at this moment.
Fell sideways to the ground.
The 7.92mm medium-power rifle bullet fired by Yishui's STG44 rifle hit the stone steps near the center of the venue with blazing heat. Alsim, who was clinging to the steps and could barely hide in the blind spot of the shooting, temporarily took cover.
After a while, the crackling debris from the rifle bullet stung his face, which was really painful as if it were piercing his flesh.
"Fight! Cover the company commander! Fire!!!"
Alsim in front suffered the consequences, while the back kept a close eye on the situation. Sulovchenko, who was well prepared, immediately gave the decisive order, and the 7.62mm intermediate-power rifle bullet was fired before the enemy's bullets hit Alsim.
, and go straight to the goal.
Da da da da——
Da da da--
Crack, crackle, squeak—
As soon as the automatic rifles on both sides started fighting, the battle scene directly entered a white-hot state, extremely fierce.
"Gunner! Cover!!!"
As soon as Sulovechenko barked an order, the strong machine gunner, who grabbed the bipod and used it as a handle, was already firing fiercely from a kneeling position.
The dead trigger and a hundred rounds of high-capacity ammunition belt fired an unusually dense barrage, and a group of SS soldiers who were looking for a bunker in front of the podium were suppressed in an instant.
Seizing the opportunity, Alsim immediately rolled around and dodged away from the less-than-reliable temporary bunker.
The soles of his feet and the posture of getting up had just touched the next bunker. Alsim's right eye, already raised with the AK in his hand, was pointed at the head of the SS soldier who had just changed the magazine and was about to raise the gun.
It's a series of fatal shots.
Da da da--
Snapped--
The excrement spoon covering the top of his head could not block the powerful force of the 7.62mm rifle bullet. A total of three bullets were fired into the skull and the front door, killing the good guy on the spot less than half a minute after the prisoner was shot.
The watermelon was smashed into pieces, and the thick and even red and white stuff splashed all over the floor.
Da da da da——
The enemy's retaliatory firepower came extremely quickly. Alsim, who was not greedy for killing people after a hit, hid in the newly found bunker in time - behind the thick stone pillars supporting the parliament hall. It was a strong material that could block even small-caliber machine gun shells.
, not afraid of mere rifle bullets.
"It's a pity that your ignorance is in direct proportion to your killing skills. It's such a pity."
That bastard whose head was filled with who-knows-who-is-the-dungeon Aulai was still grinning in the middle of a storm of firefights.
Alsim, who had broken his skin, didn't hide it, and he didn't have any scruples. He blurted out a curse with a Siberian flavor.
"You bastard! Don't run away if you can! Grandpa, I will kill you right here, skin you and hang it on a street lamp!"
"Then what should I do? I still have several venues that I haven't introduced to you. This is just the first venue."
"Keep going, soldier! The faster you go, the faster it will be when we meet again! Don't make me wait for you too long, I'm not the only one in this building who wants to kill you!"
".Fuck Suka's cowardly bastard!"
I wanted to get up and chase him, but found that it was almost impossible.
Alsim's company has always enjoyed the pleasure of suppressing the enemy with unilateral firepower. It was only now that Alsim realized what it was like to fight against a group of enemies who were also armed with automatic rifles and all equipped with rifle-level automatic firepower.
In this kind of firefight, both sides are evenly matched. I can't catch up, and you can't attack it. The core support point is the bunker of each other. Whoever leaves the bunker first will die first, and will be beaten into a hornet's nest first. This is the only thing at this moment.
truth.
They were half a distance away from the venue, so it was impossible to say that they could catch up with such force even though they had almost the same firepower.
That would undoubtedly come at the cost of corpses all over the ground, and it was something that Alsim, who had always accepted Malashenko's teachings and indoctrination, could not accept. Now it was far from being able to attack at all costs.
It's obviously not worth doing this for such a perverted and crazy SS scumbag and his minions.
When Sayazi ran away, a group of SS soldiers left a mess on the ground and left in a hurry.
Alsim, who led his team to the podium area, watched helplessly at the corpses lying all over the place, both SS and his own prisoners, with blood and red and white things scattered all over the ground.
After patting his shoulder, Sulovchenko's kind words had already arrived.
"Don't fall for the trap! The only purpose of this is to anger you and lure you into taking the bait. We don't know what else is waiting for us ahead, so please stay calm!"
Not only Alsim knew that the perverted bastard was coming for him, Sulovechenko who witnessed the whole process also knew it, and even every brother combat engineer fighting side by side knew it very well.
"Keep moving forward, the goal remains unchanged! Take the flag to the roof and plant it according to the established plan, that's it."
Wow——
He pulled the charging handle of the AK that had just replaced the magazine in his hand, fired the gun again, and moved forward in the direction in which the enemy had just escaped.
Looking at Alsim's back, I was still a little worried, or rather uneasy.
Convinced that he had to follow Alsim closely, Sulovechenko immediately waved and led a group of brothers around him to catch up with Alsim.
The only thing left in this bloody parliament hall was the stunned figures of the follow-up brother troops who rushed in through the side door of the venue as Alsim and his party continued to move forward and left.
"Damn! What happened here? These are our people, captured comrades!"
"Report to your superiors, quickly! Report the situation here!"
"Sasha, you have quick legs and feet. Take Medvedchenko with you to run and report! The remaining people will build defenses on the spot, establish forward assembly points, and set up the machine guns quickly! Hurry!"