Chapter 1547 Today There Is BMW, Anton Pegasus

The sudden explosions in the yard outside the house were the shells of the Bolshevik tank guns. This was probably the worst news Anton had heard all day.

If the trick of killing the skinny monkey was still under control, at most it was a little out of control, but at least it could be barely contained in the end.

Now, Anton is facing a situation that is like a thunderbolt that instantly hits him.

Why do you say that?

Because no matter what happened before, even if the Bolshevik tank army was pressing on his face, Anton still had hundreds of people in his hands to serve as scapegoats for him, and he could also use his deception skills to let the unlucky skinny monkey stay behind to cover his retreat.

But now it is different, completely different.

Anton knew clearly in his heart that the situation he was facing was undoubtedly blocked by the Bolsheviks. So the question is, how did the Bolsheviks know the specific location of his lair and kill him at such a fast speed?

Ordinary people may not think so much for a while. The fear and panic of being hit by a tank is enough to make people suffer. This is a kind of abyss-like fear of knowing that the end of the world is coming.

But Brother Anton is not an ordinary person after all. If he were an ordinary person, he would not be able to raise such a strong team in this chaotic world. He still has the ability to think calmly at the critical moment, just like when he killed the skinny monkey before.

The fact that the Bolsheviks can knock on the door at this time can only mean one thing. The specific location of their lair may have been leaked by someone, and this person must be someone who is very familiar with the route and knows the fastest way to reach the path.

Otherwise, there is no reason for the Bolsheviks to knock on the door so quickly.

Considering the various bloody things that happened before, the final answer to who this person is is basically obvious.

"Gusonov, this bastard! He is still a traitor and betrayed all of us! He actually brought the Bolsheviks to the door, this damn traitor!!!"

At this moment, can Anton not hate it?

That is definitely not possible. Anton is really gritting his teeth in hatred now. He wants to eat Gusonov alive and chew his bones to eat as a snack.

But in fact, Anton is taking it for granted, and even self-righteous.

The information was indeed betrayed by Gusonov, the skinny monkey. Anton is indeed right about this.

But the Red Army that came to the door was not led by Gusonov himself.

The skinny monkey is now lying in the wilderness on the post-war ruins of the village with his eyes wide open and full of resentment before death. If there are wild beasts that have woken up from hibernation and are looking for food, it will only take one night to eat the skinny monkey's body clean.

So Anton only guessed half right, not all, but these details are not important at the moment. The important thing is how to deal with the group of Bolsheviks who have come to the door. For Anton, this is the top priority that must be solved quickly.

"These damn Bolsheviks! Why did they come at this time? If they were ten minutes later, our people would have withdrawn, leaving only this shitty empty camp for them to eat shit!"

Being angry or complaining, neither of the above two negative emotions can substantially solve the problem. Anton still needs to consider specific countermeasures to escape.

"There is no other way. Now we can only meet them."

"Let the brothers get ready and hold the high ground. No shooting without my order. Let's see if there is anything to talk about with these Bolsheviks first."

The fact that the tanks did not rush into the camp immediately gave Anton some room for maneuver and hope for survival. Anton vaguely felt that he might still have something to talk about with the Bolsheviks on this matter.

No matter what the reason was, the Bolsheviks did not immediately send tanks in to kill people. The cause and effect of this is worth pondering.

Feeling that he still had some hope, Anton thought so while walking out of the house with Barannikov behind him, preparing to walk towards the gate of the bandit's den.

But just as Anton looked up after stepping out of the door, the scene in front of him basically scared Anton instantly.

The soldier rushed in and said that Anton's horse was blown away, and Anton didn't take it to heart at that time.

After walking out of the door, he saw that the soldier did not lie and reported the real situation truthfully. Anton's horse was indeed blown away by the shells, and it was a miserable death.

The means of transportation in this year were far less developed than those in later generations. Horses are still one of the indispensable partners of human beings in daily transportation and war. Although the cavalry has entered its final stage, it still exists as an independent branch of the army, and it is doing its best to play its remaining heat in the highly developed firearms battlefield of World War II.

As a man who wields guns and commands troops, Anton naturally has to have his own BMW to correspond to his status. Moreover, if a bandit leader these days does not have a good horse as a ride, he will be laughed at by other bandit leaders in the same industry. After all, you can't drive a car to do everything, right?

Anton's horse is really of great origin. It was found and brought back from a battlefield relic in 1941.

Anton still remembers the situation of the battlefield relic.

It was a war relic where the Bolshevik cavalry and the German motorized infantry fought desperately. I don't know how many Bolshevik cavalry had galloped here and launched rounds of attacks on the Germans.

In short, when Anton brought people to pick up waste and scraps, the scene at that time was full of dead bodies and piles of corpses everywhere, both human and horse, lying everywhere.

The Bolshevik cavalry was defeated, and the German motorized infantry with steel armor and automatic firearms took advantage of the victory to pursue, leaving behind this messy battlefield relic with many treasures for Anton to come to pick up.

Among the many treasures picked up from this battlefield relic, a BMW that had lost its original owner was Anton's biggest gain on this trip.

After Anton brought the horse home, it took him half a year to completely tame it and ride it. Especially after he wore the German military coat he had stolen, he looked so majestic and impressive! People who were happy to flatter Anton said that this horse was born for Anton, which made Anton feel so happy.

After being happy, Anton thought that he had to give his new horse a loud and handsome name, and he had to think about it carefully.

What should he call it?

That night, Anton lay in bed thinking about it, tossing and turning, thinking about the name made his head hurt, and he couldn't fall asleep.

When it was almost dawn, Anton suddenly had an idea!

Since this horse ran very fast, like an arrow from a bow, it would be better to call it "Pegasus" based on this feature. It sounds easy to understand and very vivid.

Well, it's really good! It's much better than those names that are given by literati and poets.

Anton thought so as he lay on the bed and gradually closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Later, because this horse belonged to Anton and was his exclusive mount.

This horse naturally had another more resounding name among the bandits: Anton Pegasus.