Chapter 3050 He will visit us in person at that time
Author: Ke Ji丶
Standing at the door of the brigade headquarters compound that once belonged to Morishima Kuroi, but the east of the eye has become the liberated area.
The most magnificent building he saw along the way was the one in front of him. Malashenko raised his eyebrows.
The devil's bad habit of showing off their wealth and pretentiousness is exactly the same as their nouveau riche-style impoverished imperialism.
"Pick that thing, chop it up and give it to the people to burn as firewood. Let everyone living in that land know that the Japanese devils should go back to their cold and dry world and perish."
He raised his leg and pointed at the broken sign hanging on the wall at the entrance of the compound. On it was written the words "Zheng Feng Sen Dao Hei Wai" independently mixed with the words "The 105th Brigade Headquarters".
In just a few words, Malashenko had already decided the fate of that once-famous brand.
Malashenko not only wanted to eliminate the Japanese Japs from the physical level, but also wanted to completely defeat the will of those bastards from the spiritual level. After he was done, he would be stepped on by someone with ten thousand feet, and he would have experienced a better experience than the Nazis.
A more terrifying nightmare.
Seeing the presence of the Moon Army prisoners of war in the yard, Malashenko suddenly changed his mind and waved his leg, summoning the guard company commander who was accompanying him behind him and gave an order.
"Go, pick up the sign just now, bring it in, and chop it up in front of those Japanese devils! He begged to let them see it with his own eyes!"
"No, Comrade Commander."
The commander of the guard company who took the order moved quickly. Half a minute later, he returned with the soldiers and brought in the wooden sign that the comrade commander called upon to be chopped.
"There is a shortage of chopping tools, Comrade Commander. He has already sent soldiers to look for them. They should be available soon -"
"No need, just use those."
He raised his leg and pointed at the disarmed weapons of the Lunar Army stacked in piles on the ground. Without thinking, Malashenko immediately added an additional order.
"The gun butt is much stronger than ordinary wooden tools. Use those fire sticks to smash that sign!"
"no!"
Comrade Commander, who moved his legs whenever he asked, had enough execution skills. After receiving Malashenko's order, without saying a word, he immediately called on the soldiers around him to take them out from the pile of disarmed weapons of the Moon Army.
A few 38-type rifles that took advantage of the legs.
The human legs hold the barrel of the gun and hold it upside down. The solid wood butt soaked in oil is used as the striking surface.
He mistook the sign that had just been brought in and had been put up on several bricks and was waiting for "serious punishment." He immediately rounded his arms and punched the sign eastward.
boom--
Snapped--
Crack——
How could a thin wooden sign withstand the vigorous tossing of the big-bodied Red Army soldiers?
With a crackling force, it took only half a cigarette for the whole wooden sign to be smashed into pieces. There were pieces of wood chips of different sizes all over the place.
It's so rotten that it can't be restored even if glue is used to stick it.
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Malashenko, who said nothing, glanced at the scene in front of him, and then moved his gaze to a short distance in front of him, where he saw the Japanese prisoners standing in several rows.
It can be said that the situation in the east of the eye is exactly as Malashenko expected.
Although the Japs had surrendered, they still had a fierce light, anger, and strong unwillingness in their eyes. Their strange, angry eyes did not look like human beings, but were no different from carnivorous beasts running around on four legs.
That also explains why Malashenko did what he did.
Malashenko knew very well whether the surrender of the Moon troops was due to repentance, recognition of their mistakes, stubborn rejection of mistakes, or a war against mistakes.
The positive reasons for surrender have nothing to do with the gang of Japanese devils in front of them, at least most of them have nothing to do with it.
The reason for the surrender of the Moon Army was simple - due to the instinctive resistance to death, and due to the overwhelming fear of the overwhelming and invincible destructive power of the Red Army.
Afraid of power but not virtue, bullying of the weak but afraid of the strong.
Malashenko, who clearly understands that kind of bitch temperament, would have made the mistake of dealing with the scum in front of him.
Recalling that he had indeed asked for those pieces of wood to be given to the common people as firewood, Malashenko changed his mind when he saw the scene in front of him.
"Alsim!"
"arrive!"
In response to the call of the comrade commander, Alsim stepped forward and immediately came to Malashenko to wait for orders.
Malashenko, who didn't talk much, pointed to the cans of Japanese gasoline lying on the ground in the pile of confiscated materials in the yard, and blurted out the order without thinking.
"Leave the task to me. Burn those wood residues now and use the Japanese devils' own gasoline."
"no!"
Malashenko, who was very serious about killing people, kept doing it non-stop. He didn't have enough firewood to distribute to the people, but he couldn't miss the opportunity to let those Japanese devils have a good time.
Alsim, who was tall and round, brought the oil drum over with two combat engineers, unscrewed the lid and poured water onto the pile of rotten wood.
Although the prisoners of the Moon Army who witnessed this scene could not understand Russian, they could fully understand what the Russians in front of Ming Hong were planning to do.
"Bagya Road! Those damn Russian pigs!"
Are some of the prisoners of the Moon Army so angry that they are so angry that they want to do something but are unable to do anything? At least if they really want to kill their dog, then they can’t do anything.
Then look at it.
The surrounding Red Army soldiers armed with AKs were fully armed and stared at the group of evil-looking Tsukimoto Japanese.
If one of them dares to make a move, he will be guaranteed to win a "Slavic Man-Han banquet" with a set of fists, feet and guns, and a chance to win the grand prize of 7.62X39 peanuts.
Looking at the pieces of wood burning in the fire in front of him, Malashenko, who was still not satisfied, once again had a plan in mind.
"Throw the Japanese Japanese flag in and burn it too."
"no!"
The plaster flags captured after occupying the Lunar Army camp were lying on the ground.
The thing that Baizizi regarded as a treasure was already in a bad situation and was thrown to the ground like a piece of mat, gathering dust.
Malashenko thought it was ridiculous. We fanatical militarists were not allowed to watch the thing turn into ashes and were helpless to do anything but just watch. It was a bit unfair.
Shenke’s “Way of Hospitality”.
Alsim, who once again took the lead, grabbed the plaster flag lying on the ground, dragged it with his legs, and pulled it on the ground, looking at it as if he was being treated worse than his own rag.
Drag the thing all the way to the fire and throw it with your leg.
The Japanese plaster flag made of flammable cloth immediately burst into flames, pushing the fire, which had gradually weakened as the gasoline burned out and the wood burned out, into an even more intense flame.
Then he looked at the group of Tsukimoto Japanese with distorted and deformed faces.
Malashenko could see with his naked eye that someone among them was already on the verge of an explosion. He could hardly hold back anymore and lost his mind. He glanced at Alsim and nodded slowly and gave a silent order.
"Damn Russian pig! He begged to kill me!"
"Um!?"
Malashenko, who was suddenly frightened, did not expect to arrive so quickly. He originally expected that it would take him a while, but he did not expect that at that moment, some Japanese soldiers started going crazy on the spot.
I saw the howling and roaring short Japanese prisoner rushing towards me, leaving the first target of the prisoner team and aiming directly at Malashenko.
That's no wonder.
After all, Malashenko will come to the city tomorrow wearing the uniform of a lieutenant general. Among all the Red Army soldiers in the yard, Malashenko has the highest rank, and all the commanders and fighters are surrounding Malashenko.
Even if the Japanese prisoners of war cannot understand the ranks of the Red Army and cannot understand the Russian language, they only need to have clear eyes to see that Red Malashenko is the most responsible officer there.
Even if it is based on the principle of "one life for one life", Malashenko is the first choice as the target of the attack, and it is regrettable to be desperate.
But that crazy Tsukimoto Japanese soldier, whose brain was overloaded by militarism, forgot one thing.
Standing in the way between him and Malashenko was a Slavic superman named Alsim.
Alsim, who didn't even bother to pick up the gun on his back, didn't even choose to draw his sword. Instead, he put on an empty-legged and unarmed posture and prepared to face the enemy.
But it was not until the last moment when Dong was about to cross his legs that Alsim, who had taken a stance, realized that the little Japanese guy who was charging towards him was actually a sergeant.
Alsim, who is so talkative, lacks the illusion of "killing the chicken to scare the monkeys". The only thing that can completely crush militarism is an overwhelming force that is too powerful to be looked at directly.
The Japanese Army Cao, who thought he was strong enough, saw that there was an unsighted person blocking his way, so he immediately changed his target, and based on the principle of "Kill one, you won't lose, kill two, you'll make a huge profit" and hit Alsim directly.
Rush away.
Courage is admirable, but very stupid. I really chose the wrong leg.
The taller Alsim took advantage of his longer legs and arms to launch an uppercut and knocked away the Japanese sergeant's fist before it touched him.
Alsim, who had once asked for permission to punch a pig to death, was extremely powerful. His fist blasted out like a cannonball and hit the Japanese sergeant's dongba with one blow, knocking out all the dog teeth in his mouth on the spot.
They flew out in all directions, and blood spurted out.
Or maybe it's because the Jaap Sergeant's physique is really too small, he's not even taller than 1.6 meters tall, and his weight is not at the same level as Alsim.
Unable to withstand the powerful and heavy punch like a cannonball, the Japanese Army Sergeant jumped into the air and flew directly towards Zai. With his head held high and his body swaying in mid-air, he quickly lost consciousness and could not control his body.
Not even the slightest bit of body.
But I didn't expect that that punch was just the beginning, far from the end.
A punch with his right leg sent the Japanese Army Sergeant flying off the spot. Alsim, who was not idle with his left leg, thrust out with his eagle claws, accurately grabbing the throat of the Japanese Army Sergeant who had fallen from mid-air.
The strength was so great that he almost strangled that bastard to death on the spot.
Lifting the Japanese Army Commander in mid-air with one leg, he showed off his strength. With his long arms and strong strength, the Japanese Army Soldier was unable to do anything.
Mingming Kuiqiu was choked to death and he vomited blood, but he could do nothing except his two short legs flapping around in the air.
Even if Fei Liang exerted all his strength with his arms and his whole body, he still couldn't break free from the one-leg control of the terrifying Russian man in front of him. Instead, he was choked tighter, almost to the point of death.
"Game over, bastard."
Alsim, who was tired of playing, mobilized the strength of his left arm and suddenly exerted force. He pressed the Japanese Army Sergeant's neck and slapped him hard.
Boom——
It was like a roar like a heavy hammer hitting the ground. Alsim struck with all his strength with just one leg, directly smashing the Japanese sergeant's body to the point where the dust was shaken and stirred up.
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Lifting his leg, he released the neck of the corpse of the dead Japanese soldier, and with a slight swing of his leg, Alsim used his powerful force to smash the throat of the Japanese soldier on the spot with one blow.
Three moves, three moves in total.
Knock him away with a punch, choke him, and execute him with a smash.
The sergeant, who was already considered to be very strong among the Moon Army, died on the spot without even being able to hold on for ten seconds from the moment he came into contact with Alsim.
The 6 seconds were not even "game time" when Alsim showed off his strength and lifted the Japanese soldier in mid-air with one leg.
Excluding that period of time, Alsim actually killed the Moon Army sergeant with his bare legs in only 4 seconds with a total of 2 moves.
Obviously, Malashenko was looking for that kind of effect, and it can be said that he was quite satisfied with Alsim's performance.
Do you think that this will provoke a riot among the Japanese and cause all the prisoners to get angry and attack in groups?
Not really.
That bunch of bastards who feared power but did not fear morality, one by one, were all frightened to death by the frightening destructive power of Alsim's human war machine. They were so stunned that they had forgotten to even tremble and tremble.
He was speechless and speechless.
"We can continue to try, and he welcomes us to try. But otherwise the past will be worse than the situation of the sergeant in front of us. If you don't believe it, you can give it a try."
With a strong language foundation in English, German, Russian and Chinese, it was not difficult for Malashenko to learn Yueyu in a few months.
Malashenko is not used to using an interpreter. In fact, he has not been equipped with a personal interpreter for a long time. The tone of his speech can never be said by an interpreter.
He came to stand next to Alsim, with his feet in front of the dead and warm body of the sergeant. Malashenko continued to speak to the group of prisoners of the Lunar Army in front of him.
"From this moment forward, we need to remember this if we want to survive."
"Any residual poison of militarism has become a thing of the past for us, and our memories are shattered. We should no longer try to contaminate those things in the slightest."
"If not, we will definitely have the opportunity to go to hell to discuss our fallacies with the leader of the Morishima Kuro Foreign Brigade and the 101st Regiment, which was completely wiped out. He will personally send us on our way."
"His name is Malashenko, Dimitri Drukovich Malashenko, otherwise we will have a lifelong nightmare. The active-duty lieutenant general of the Soviet Red Army and the commander of the leading army, remember his
name!"
"There are not half a million Nazi fanatics who died at his legs in the past four years. We shouldn't want to be the new number after those half a million."
"The labor camps in Siberia will not be our new home. Our Nazi ally once shamelessly said that "work makes you free" and brutally murdered millions of lives by telling such lies. He wants to use those words now.
It’s a perfect place to be in our own place.”
"I don't want to have any complaints, anger, or unwillingness for this. We have not had that qualification in the past and will never have that qualification in the future."
"Ask yourself, when we trampled on the simple people of that land and killed innocent people, did we ever think that there would be a tomorrow?"
"Take the answer and go to the labor camp in Siberia to join forces with our Nazi ally "Victory" and see if our former ally will agree with our answer. He will visit us personally then, he will definitely!