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Chapter 822 Armored Man

The reversal of the battle situation is often only a matter of life and death. The key lies in whether the dominant side in the reversal can seize the fleeting fighter opportunity as quickly as possible.

No Soviet army unit that can be named the Guards is easy to mess with. Since the date when the Guards units were given the designation in 1941, this honorary title, which is supremely glorious and soaked in blood and sacrifice, has only been given to those soldiers.

Only the Red Army troops who fight their way out of the mountains of corpses and sea of ​​blood are eligible to be awarded.

This is the case for the 1st Guards Heavy Tank Breakthrough Regiment led by Malashenko. Like its counterpart, the 37th Guards Infantry Division, they received the honorary title of Guards through the same experience.

Even though they lost their regimental commander and were almost wiped out, these remaining Guardsmen who were temporarily ordered to obey Malashenko's command were still the most skilled street-fighting hunters.

Grasping every minute detail change and mistake of the enemy is the most basic skill for every Guardsman who can survive to this day.

The German commandos used a large number of hand grenades together to form a secret weapon. The mixed Guards unit led by Malashenko also had its own anti-German weapon - it was newly installed in the front-line troops in 1942.

POKC-3 individual flamethrower.

To say that the POKC-3 is a personal flamethrower is actually a bit undeserved, because the weight of the entire flamethrower made of steel is really amazing! After filling 10 liters of fuel, the steel fuel bottle plus the carrying equipment and spray gun are combined

The combat weight reaches a shocking 23 kilograms, which is a weight that is difficult to maneuver and bear for most soldiers on the planet.

But for a fighting nation that can even detach the 12.7mm Deshka heavy machine gun from the tank turret and shoot it from the waist, the weight is not a problem at all.

This Red Army soldier who carries a POKC-3 individual flamethrower is a 1.95 meter tall man who can rival Malashenko. His iron tower-like figure makes him extremely wealthy just by standing there.

The sense of strength, seen from a distance, looks like a furry bear stuck in place, and the bulging muscles cannot be concealed by the thin autumn military uniform.

In Malashenko's words, this guy is the type who will definitely have thick chest hair after tearing his clothes with both hands. His whole body is full of the strong smell of "brotherly noble".

What surprised Malashenko even more was that this man was not only a soldier of the 109th Regiment of the 37th Guards Infantry Division, but if Malashenko guessed correctly, he should also be an experienced veteran of the assault engineer team.

Not only is he carrying a flamethrower on his back, he also wears an SN-42 bulletproof breastplate on his chest, which is the best proof of his identity.

The burly man carrying more than 25 kilograms of equipment all over his body used a slightly slower movement to spot the opportunity and dodge out. Several German armored grenadiers behind the bunker with quick eyes and hands did pull the trigger with fast enough reaction, but immediately

Then, before he had time to confirm the outcome of the battle, he was ridden in the face by a vast fire dragon that shot straight out.

The ferocious fire dragon, which was more than 30 meters long, not only instantly covered several German infantrymen behind the nearest bunker, but also affected another group of German soldiers behind a bunker further away, setting the fish on fire on the spot.

The shrill wails and screams instantly overwhelmed the noise of gunfire and reverberated in the narrow underground tunnel, which was enough to make people shudder.

Knowing that in the face of this "inhumane" weapon, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to persist in fighting even when surrounded by flames, Malashenko stepped out from behind the concave wall and led a large number of soldiers who filed out.

Keep pushing forward.

When passing by the fire-breathing soldier who had made great achievements, Malashenko, who saw that the muscular man had just been shot several times, stopped temporarily out of concern, and then blurted out the question on his lips.

"Are you injured? Comrade."

Malashenko knew that the Red Army's assault engineer team, known as the "Plate Armor Commando", was a very durable unit, especially at a firefight distance of about 100 meters, even being hit by several shots in the torso.

Round-nose submachine gun bullets will be bounced directly off the forged steel plate. As long as they are not hit by a rifle, they will generally be safe.

But the problem is that this macho man was shot several times from a distance of thirty meters. Malashenko was worried that this heroic comrade who helped everyone open the situation might have been shot through the chest armor and seriously injured, but he followed him

What happened next was obviously beyond Malashenko's expectations and unexpected.

"I'm fine, don't worry, comrade commander! It was the impact of those German bullets that knocked my breath away for a moment. Fortunately, they were there, otherwise I might have fallen to the ground now."

While the arrogant and self-proclaimed fire-breathing man was telling Malashenko, he also reached out and patted the life-saving weapon on his chest, which made a muffled sound of metal knocking.

His honest smile didn't look like he was lying.

As the saying goes, it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.

Malashenko, who was looking at the position where his big hand slapped, even thought for a moment that he was blind. After opening his eyes and taking a closer look, he realized that his "dog eyes" were really not blind.

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This tough man, carrying a 23-kilogram combat weight flamethrower, actually moved the forged steel plate of the SN-42 bulletproof breastplate on his back to the front chest. After the two forged steel plates were worn and superimposed at the same time,

It directly transformed into a heavy-duty bulletproof armor with a physical thickness of 4 mm...

What does it feel like to carry a weight of 60 pounds and go into front-line combat?

Malashenko, who secretly shook his head, was speechless and said that this was simply not something a normal person could bear. But just when he was about to be deeply shocked by this, he thought of Lavrinenko's great-grandson, his best friend in his previous life.

Rosoff even performed the "ultimate skill" of carrying a gas tank on his shoulder in front of everyone in the classroom during his first year of school.

Rosov walked around the classroom and corridor twice with a 100-pound gas tank on his elbow. Showing off his muscles, Rosov was "not ashamed, but proud." What's even more unexpected is that a large number of Russian girls are complaining about it.

They cheered and blew kisses. Even the male students who were watching the excitement whistled and applauded constantly, so I almost paid for them on the spot.

This is true for the descendants of Soviet heroes, not to mention that Rosov is just a martial arts college student who often hangs out in the gym and pumps iron, and has never been on a real battlefield.

Looking at the armored man in front of him, who can carry a combat weight of 60 kilograms and can incinerate a dozen German infantrymen in an instant, Malashenko sighed softly and felt relieved after thinking about it.

"That's all, it's just a traditional superpower. Thinking about it, I was so fucking shocked that I was already numb. Why am I still staring at this matter now? I really can't do it..."


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