Many people were shocked on the spot by the sudden explosion of the Tiger tank, including our brigade commander comrade Malashenko.
Malashenko, who had just jumped off the turret, originally planned to go over and take a look at the surrendered Tigers and the German armored soldiers with their hands raised high. However, the sudden explosion instantly spread a super strong shock wave and knocked Malashenko on the spot.
He was startled and almost fell to the ground.
"Didn't you all surrender when I held you in my mouth? What the hell do these German guys want to cause trouble?"
Malashenko, who was a little further away, was startled, while Captain Hank, who was closer and had just got out of the car, was instantly knocked to the ground by the powerful explosion shock wave that rushed towards his back.
Fortunately, Captain Hank, who had prepared his backup plan in advance and was mentally prepared, had already raised his hands and left a far enough distance. The ammunition in his car was still detonated at a distance of more than 100 meters.
You can't blow yourself up.
Of the three Tiger tanks that had surrendered, only two remained.
Almost all the German armored soldiers who had raised their hands and left the tank looked at each other in confusion, wondering why the Tiger tank with the command radio suddenly exploded. Only Captain Hank himself looked calm and normal.
, a calm look appeared on his face, of course he knew why his car suddenly exploded.
"Be honest! Don't move!"
The Red Army soldiers speaking simple and broken German surrounded them, and they ran quickly and hit the surrendering German armored soldiers with the butts of their weapons like raindrops. However, the clenching of their teeth was not included in the wails of being beaten.
, just Captain Hank who couldn't hold back his voice.
"Search him for weapons, hurry up."
"Then we'll see if there's anything valuable, just like before."
"You talk a lot, act quickly, and you still have the next battle to fight."
Captain Hank, who was forced to the ground with his face pressed against the snow, could understand simple Russian, and also knew that these Russian soldiers who were rummaging around in his pockets wanted to find something from him.
, after all, the privilege of the victor has remained unchanged since ancient times.
The young Red Army soldier, who traced his trouser legs up to the cuffs of his shirt and found almost nothing of value from Captain Hank, was as delighted as a gold digger in California who dug up a large lump of gold.
"Hey, this guy's wearing a watch! Look, it looks like something good! Top quality!"
Not caring what Captain Hank thought, he forcibly took off the watch from his wrist and placed it in the palm of his hand. The joy in his heart was already written on his face. The young Red Army soldier couldn't wait to chat with his comrades around him.
Sharing the joy.
"You are so lucky. If I had known earlier, I would have checked your wrist first."
Another Red Army soldier with a Bobosha in his hand and a classic Marx-style beard on his chin was a little envious. That watch indeed looked very delicate and intact. It was a pretty good trophy worth showing off.
.
I always felt that the German guy who was pinned to the ground in front of me might have something else good on him. The bearded soldier who basically searched the opponent's body then turned his attention to Captain Hank's neck, which was close to the back of his head.
A thin metal chain caught his attention.
Before Captain Hank could react, the strong bearded soldier forcibly broke the metal chain and held it in front of him, ready to take a closer look at what good thing it was and how valuable it was. If it could be compared to
It would be great if that watch were worth more.
It's just that the bearded warrior who just finished all this casually did not expect the unexpected situation that followed.
The suddenly violent Captain Hank seemed to be suffering from rabies. He stood up from the ground and rushed over. He hugged the bearded warrior's right arm tightly and did not let go. At the same time, he reached out to grab the metal rod that was pinched in the palm of his right hand.
Chain trophy.
"This damn German is tired of living! Let go, let go! You damn lackey!"
Captain Hank, who is only over 1.7 meters tall, is not too short. At best, it can only be said that his development is balanced and normal.
But in front of this bearded Red Army soldier who is comparable to Malashenko in both height and body shape, the obvious height and body gap is immediately exposed like a kid fighting with an adult, not to mention the bearded soldier's hands.
He also carried a Bobosha submachine gun as a weapon.
"Damn you bastard! Get out of here!"
Boom——
The feeling of being kicked in the chest by a size 47 winter thickened military boots is quite unpleasant.
Captain Hank, who was thrown away by the bearded soldier with brute force, was lying on the ground with his back stretched out. Before he could get up, the bearded soldier with anger written on his face followed him, wearing thick oversized military boots without hesitation.
He stepped on Captain Hank's chest.
The increasing force almost made Captain Hank feel like he was about to be squashed like a cockroach. However, while his breathing was constricted, he still did not forget to reach out to the metal chain that was very important to him.
, and at the same time, there was the sound of being out of breath.
"Please, give it...Give it back to me...It's very important to me, you can take everything else..."
"Shut the fuck up! Damn Kraut!"
The bearded soldier, still angry in his heart, couldn't understand what the trampled German guy in front of him was talking about, so he took the opportunity to pick up the butt of the Bobosha submachine gun in his hand, and he was about to
Use all your strength to hit the opponent in the face.
"stop!"
The sudden shouting sound was as loud as thunder. The bearded soldier who was caught off guard quickly stopped the gun butt that had been smashed down in his hand. When he turned around and looked in the direction of the sound, he could see a person at a glance.
A figure as tall as himself was striding forward with people in tow.
"Why did you hit him? Didn't he surrender already? It looks like you were preparing to give him some harsh blows."
After being questioned by the big boss in front of him, the bearded soldier, who was already a little frightened, did not dare to hide anything and immediately recounted everything that had just happened to Malashenko in front of him.
"That's it..."
After listening to the description of the process, Malashenko was relieved. Beating prisoners was just a common occurrence and he couldn't afford to pursue it. It was very common for him to have close contact during the search for loot, so in the final analysis, this was
a piece of cake.
But looking at the German armored captain lying on the ground at his feet, his eyes still flashed with strong obsession. Malashenko cast his eyes on the metal chain in the bearded soldier's hand and then spoke quietly.