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Chapter 2932 Bullets and Books (Part 1)

Chapter 2932 Bullets and Books (Part 1)

Author: Ke Ji丶

This library located in the Parliament Building is really not small. It is big enough to not only accommodate rows of bookshelves filled with books, but can even add an extra floor with a balcony to the library already located on the second floor.

's second floor.

And now, those armed SS soldiers who were armed to the teeth, wearing the same plate armor body armor as our own, and who had just had an encounter not long ago, were Heisenberg's minions, have appeared in the library again.

On the second floor, raise your gun and shoot.

Da da da da——

"Damn it! Spread out! Find a bunker and be careful! Don't fight hard!!!"

Easier said than done.

The huge library looks full of space, but there are very few things that can actually be used as shelters. It can be said that there are only a handful of them.

Not to mention the overturned bookshelves and books scattered all over the floor, are you still planning to be a coward and just dive into the pile of books and rely on books to stop bullets? It is true that there is a golden house in the book, but there is no such thing.

Coffin board.

Those tall bookshelves still standing on the ground look pretty good. The solid wood bookshelf itself and the thick books placed on more than one floor can indeed withstand some bullets, but it does not include the power of the intermediate launch.

The penetration power and muzzle kinetic energy of automatic rifles with rifle ammunition are not at the same level as pistols and submachine guns.

So even though Alsim reacted quickly, he raised his gun to shoot at the second-story attic above, trying to suppress the enemy, and at the same time, he transformed and changed positions. During his rapid movements, he did not forget to speak loudly to remind his soldiers.

But faced with such a bad reality and an extremely unfavorable combat environment, even these combat engineer veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles find it extremely difficult.

Some soldiers hid behind the stone load-bearing pillars in the library and escaped disaster for the time being.

But for those warriors who had no pillars around them, and even if there were pillars, it was impossible to accommodate everyone, a considerable number of them suffered on the spot.

The enemy's superior automatic rifle firepower from a high position without any suspense penetrated the plate-armored body armor that could only withstand round-nose submachine gun bullets and pistol bullets, causing blood to spatter three feet on the spot.

Several soldiers who had been shot several to ten times immediately fell into a pool of blood, and around and around them, more soldiers were desperately making tactical moves, running and fighting while looking for any available opportunities.

Take cover for now.

Those SS fanatics who had already laid ambush in the attic on the second floor obviously could not let these unfortunate enemies go easily. The battlefield truth of killing you while you are sick was once again vividly demonstrated.

The downpour of automatic rifle firepower kept pouring down from the second-story attic, and even the crackling hot bullet casings continued to fall like rain. The scene was definitely more blockbuster than any Hollywood indoor shootout blockbuster.

"Don't come in! Get out! Everyone outside, get out!!! There is an ambush!!!"

As soon as the gunfire rang out inside the house, the remaining soldiers of the Alsim Company who had not yet entered the house immediately felt nervous and anxious. They picked up the things in their hands and did not care about entering in an orderly manner.

Without saying a word, he rushed in to quickly support and rescue his comrades.

But those SS troops who were ambushed in advance were really prepared, and even considered the details of preventing the enemy's follow-up reinforcements from entering.

A group of machine gunners just happened to have the MG42 set up on a bookcase in the second-floor attic. The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the entrance of the library where Alsim and his vanguard team had just entered. The blazing rain of bullets that covered their heads and faces was shot with just one burst.

The two soldiers who had just stepped through the threshold were knocked down on the spot, their whole bodies twitching, and they fell to the ground with blood mist spraying from them. It seemed that they would not survive.

Obviously, that machine gun was not prepared for the Alsim vanguard team that entered first, but was specially used to intercept the unprepared follow-up reinforcements. It was obviously a deliberate and special deployment, and it was no coincidence.

This also further illustrates that Heisenberg, a bastard, is not only extremely cruel and has no limits, but he is even more dirty when it comes to tactics, even using the insidious tactic of "letting the vanguard go for reinforcements".

Not only must Alsim's vanguard team be shut down and beaten, but Alsim's follow-up troops must also be given maximum sudden damage.

If the veterans of Alsim Company hadn't reacted quickly enough, even the first-aiders wouldn't have rushed in like they were rushing to the market. Then there wouldn't be just two corpses lying on the ground now.

, if seventeen, eight, twenty or more of them don't come, I'm afraid this matter won't even be finished.

The front foot had just shouted to other people outside the house not to rush in, loudly warning that there was an ambush.

I found a large stone sculpture nearby that seemed to be relatively solid. Alsim, who had been hiding in a temporary bunker for the time being, looked up and saw that the cloth tearing machine was making a constant sound.

MG42, however, is installed in a blind spot on the first floor that cannot be seen at all.

At least from where I am now, I can't see any specific situation except where I can probably hear the gunfire coming from.

This also further proves that these scumbags of the SS are not only crazy, but also have great understanding and practical application of tactics, let alone those no-name SS soldiers who only have fanaticism in their minds, or that they are strong soldiers who were picked up from the street to make up for the numbers.

can be compared.

Alsim could despise Heisenberg and his minions who had nothing to do with "humanity", but at the tactical level he had to admit that these enemies were really "crazy and slippery" and had full control over them.

Their madness and fanaticism match their fighting prowess. The more insane and capable the enemy is, the harder it is to deal with them.

"Damn it, Sokka! We're in big trouble now."

No matter how "Slavic Superman" Alsim is, he now clearly knows that the overall battle situation is not in his favor, and it is still extremely unfavorable. He will just wait to die without thinking of a way to reverse it quickly.

For a moment, I couldn't think of any other way, so I could only find the two grenades that I carried with me. They were the grenades that Sulovechenko had just "supplied" to him not long ago.

Alsim, who had no time to think about it, made two mines together, held them tightly with one hand, and suddenly pulled off the two pull tabs at the same time. He rounded his arms and took off his hands, then fired the machine gun at the second floor attic.

Throw hard in the direction.

As for whether it can explode or not, we can only say that everything depends on chance. After all, even Alsim himself is not sure that the explosion will produce the desired result.

But even if the bombing doesn't kill them, it's okay if it can cause some trouble.

At the very least, forcing them to move their machine gun positions can buy them a little time. The stairs leading to the second floor attic that pass through the machine gun blockade will be temporarily opened. It is not impossible to seize this opportunity and rush to the second floor to reverse the situation.

Alsim was sure that Sulovechenko, who had witnessed him throwing the grenade, could understand his intention and seize the opportunity. However, he was still shouting loudly and refused to stop, but at the same time he was getting closer.

From his position, it sounded arrogantly again.

"How many cannon fodders are there in front of you, who are fighting to die for you? Similar people, let's see how long you can hold on."


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