Chapter 1514 Let's Make a Deal

Under normal circumstances, it is unlikely to encounter a situation where only three people are left in a vehicle and they are still fighting desperately. Even the Red Army tank soldiers rarely persist in fighting to this extent. Performance

After the crew members are reduced, the commander is allowed to order the vehicle to be abandoned, because in this case it means that your tank armor is no longer sufficient to withstand the enemy's attack. This shell can kill one person, and the next shell may kill all the people in your vehicle.

The Red Army in 1944 no longer worried about the output of technical equipment. On the contrary, experienced technical soldiers were the most valuable and veterans were hard to find. At this point in the war, it was no longer the most difficult time when equipment was more important than human life. For example, Malashenko often emphasized to grassroots commanders and fighters: human life is much more important than those broken copper and iron equipment. In critical moments, save people first and don't care about equipment.

But this time, the Germans picked up a broken Tiger King from the ruins of the battlefield after the bombardment and fought to the death.

Kulbarov, who always kept the division commander's instructions in mind, was really surprised at the Germans' ruthlessness. What on earth was supporting them to fight this aggressive war without any hope of victory even at the cost of their lives? Just relying on their fanatical will and perverted and twisted beliefs? If that was the case, how twisted were these Germans?

"Comrade commander, this is the situation. One of the three fascists was seriously injured and two were slightly injured. The seriously injured one was their driver, who was blinded in one eye and deafened in one ear by our high-explosive shells, and the other ear could hardly hear anything. He has vomited blood three times since he got out of the car. It is estimated that he only has a few minutes left to live."

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Kulbarov, who had already led the team to the scene, listened to the description of the situation, frowned slightly, and quickly responded after watching the three SS soldiers.

"Have you interrogated them? What did you confess?"

The young driver shook his head when he heard this.

"No, Comrade Commander. To be precise, you came here in person before we could interrogate him."

"Hmm"

Kurbalov nodded slightly upon hearing this, and was about to interrogate him in person, but he never expected that even the division commander, Comrade Malashenko, would suddenly arrive at this time.

"What's the situation?"

Malashenko got straight to the point as soon as he came up, jumped off the turret of his vehicle, and then walked quickly to Kurbalov and asked.

Malashenko was now eager to know what was going on with this rather strange situation. Why didn't the remaining large SS troops appear, but encountered such a lone crippled Tiger King here to delay time? Malashenko couldn't figure this out, and was sure that he could get the answer from these SS soldiers.

"I haven't had time to interrogate them yet, comrade division commander, I just arrived not long ago."

"There are only three people in this German crew. They survived the bombardment and found this immobile broken car to cause trouble for us. I was planning to go over to interrogate them, but one of these three bastards was seriously injured and dying, and he was also a car commander. If we don't hurry up, we may not have time to ask anything."

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Hearing Kurbalov's report, Malashenko frowned and said nothing. Without saying a word, he immediately bypassed Kurbalov in front of him and strode to the three SS soldiers who were sitting together and surrounded by Red Army soldiers. The scene at first glance was indeed a bit bad.

"Cough, cough, vomit!"

"Wink! Wink!!! Hang on, we're still alive! Wouldn't it be a shame to die after making it this far?!"

"Pfft! You always talk nonsense, you Finnish idiot! Cough, cough"

It was obvious that the SS tank commander who was held in his arms and half lying on the ground was dying and was about to die.

Based on the way he was spitting blood, Malashenko estimated that this bastard could only live for another three to five minutes at most.

Modern medicine in the 21st century has long proved that the last breath is real and not just empty talk. At the last moment of life, a person will completely overdraw the potential functions of all organs in the body, and adrenaline will be secreted at an unprecedented rate. The whole person will be radiant and energetic as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

But this is only the last bright light before the candle goes out. The life that is burning and consuming rapidly will soon usher in complete and boundless darkness.

Malashenko was very clear about this situation, and knew that from the current situation, there was no hope for the seriously injured SS soldier to be saved. It was more important to catch him and ask him a few questions. If you miss this opportunity, you will never get it back again. This was the current situation.

"Hey! Don't just spit blood. I have a few questions for you. Can you answer them?"

Malashenko tried to calm his tone so that his words would not scare the three Germans.

Threats and intimidation would only waste time now. A dying person would not care about any of your intimidation. Malashenko was clear about this, so he said it here.

"Oh, I can still say it now, but not necessarily later. Tell me what you want to ask, Russian. I'll listen first and then decide whether to answer."

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"Russians were indeed cursed in front of Malashenko by captured fanatical Germans in the past.

However, all the German bastards who dared to curse like this in front of Malashenko have now gone to report to the German Emperor without exception, and a considerable number of them were sent away by Malashenko himself. This includes the Wehrmacht and of course more SS. Anyway, the Germans always have no shortage of idiots who are fanatically loyal to Hitler.

Malashenko, with a frown on his face, did not intend to care about these details this time. He had more important things to do now, and the words he had prepared soon came out of his mouth.

"Don't be in a hurry to scold me or refuse to answer. Let's talk about a deal."

"If you answer my questions honestly, I can assure you that the two of them will not die, and they can still get treatment and food. Anyway, you are a dying person, so you don't mind doing something good for your comrades before you die, right? It is much more important for the living to continue to live than for the dead to stick to it. Don't you think so?"

Malashenko's German level has become more fluent and sounds fine. This is the advantage of the soul that has received higher education from the 21st century.

The SS tank commander with blood on the corner of his mouth, who heard these words clearly, showed a noticeable smile on his face. His eyes rolled around in his sockets as if he was thinking about something rapidly. The words that came out of his mouth immediately afterwards were somewhat unexpected to Malashenko.