Chapter 2660 Seeing Is Believing

"What the hell?"

"Don't move! Put your hands up!"

Alexey, who was staring with big eyes and small eyes, subconsciously prepared to raise his gun and stab him, but he never thought that Boris next to him would take the lead and shout loudly. The momentum that came from that moment was quite powerful. the taste of.

The person who suddenly rushed up in front of him was not one of his own, or the one who could make Boris shout so loudly, then the only possibility was that he was an enemy.

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But what's outrageous is that the enemy in front of him is actually a little different.

Most ordinary German sticks are armed to the point of spreading their teeth and claws, but this one is better. Except for the bayonet hanging on his belt, which poses an almost negligible threat, there is no one part of his body that can be called worthy of distinction. Threatening.

In other words, except for the bayonet that was not in his hand but still in the scabbard, there was nothing in this guy's body that could be called a weapon.

Well, that is if teeth and fists are not considered weapons.

"Souka is a deserter??? In a place like this???"

That is to say, while Alexey was subconsciously muttering to himself that he felt unbelievable, the unarmed German soldier in front of him, who was frightened by Boris's loud shout, was already trembling with his legs and following Boris's shout. He obeyed the command given in German and began to raise his hands tremblingly.

"Turn around and raise your hands above your head so I can see you at all times. Then move forward, now!"

"Don't shoot, please, don't shoot! I just want to be a good person. I was captured as a soldier. I beg you to let me go. I really haven't killed a single Red Army soldier. real"

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Holding the butt tightly in his hand, he looked at Alexei beside him, and both of them could read the same taste in each other's eyes.

I'm afraid what this German guy said is true, just because of the smell coming from his crotch and the trembling of his legs like springs.

Who is a serious soldier who is so cowardly? Become a deserter first, and then be so scared that you wet your pants in front of the enemy? I'm afraid the new recruits won't even have enough eggs.

Yes, that's right, this German stick was so frightened that he peed his pants in front of the enemy in broad daylight. The orange-yellow irritating liquid had already flowed down his pants to the floor.

"Let's go first! Stop talking nonsense and do as I say!"

Boris, who was too lazy to talk nonsense and really had no time to talk nonsense, used the bayonet of the rifle in his hand to slightly push the cowardly German soldier on the back.

It's not that he's going to do anything to him or let him see some blood, it's just to scare him. Boris estimates that the force he needs to push forward a little bit is just enough to pop a balloon.

But what’s even more unexpected is that

With just such a gentle push, the coward suddenly trembled like a toy robot filled with clockwork and started accidentally, and then screamed "Ah!" The whole person spun around in front of Boris and Alsim, and when he lost his footing, he fell down the stairwell, screaming miserably all the way.

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"Is this guy an actor?"

"It doesn't seem like it, but I haven't seen it either, so don't ask me."

"Is there anything you haven't seen yet? I thought there wasn't."

"That's good, but I suggest you flatter me on another occasion next time. I can teach you two new tricks."

He muttered something in a teasing way as he responded to Alexei who asked the question first.

At this moment, the sound of conversations coming from the first floor, as well as the sound of firefights that have calmed down, are silently telling Boris and Alexei a fact. Of course, this is what they can now relax and take a leisurely time. reason.

"Check the body. Don't leave any wounded soldiers hiding. I'll take a shot at you."

"Leave a few people here, the rest follow me and get ready to go upstairs."

"Hey! Here's a guy who rolled down from upstairs, and he's still alive!"

The clear Russian language has been passed into my mind along the corner leading to the stairwell on the first floor. There is no need to say more about who is the winner of the hand-to-hand firefight that just happened in the lobby on the first floor.

"Don't shoot! The code name is Caviar, one of our own!"

Alexey, who was worried about being accidentally injured by his own people, rushed ahead of Boris and called out the joint code before he stepped out of the stairs.

The two soldiers who were checking on the German soldier who had rolled downstairs and were captured alive were still looking towards the stairs with their guns raised, ready to take a look first if anything went wrong. Hearing his own familiar joint code name and the authentic accent of his motherland, he put down the weapon aimed at the stairs and witnessed the arrival of two comrades, one behind the other.

"Holy shit, combat engineers!? We were actually saved by these people!?"

One of the accompanying characteristics of being young and energetic is that you often talk more. After all, being young means that you are relatively incompetent. For example, although the old Boris next to him was also slightly surprised, it was only in his eyes, but he did not shout out loud on the spot like Alexey.

"What are you talking about, comrade? Who else, if not us, can help you get rid of a bunch of nemesis so quickly? We rushed over immediately as soon as the company commander gave the order. The efficiency of this work cannot be said."

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He kept calling him "comrade", but both the content of the words and the tone of his words made people feel a little strange, as if something was not quite right.

If you have to say what it is like, it is probably similar to the tone of those hooligans and old hooligans on the streets, as if they are telling you, "Hey, it's not that I came here so fast today, but those bastards will have to take some meat from you today."

"Who is your company commander?"

Alexei, who was surprised by the group of armored men in front of him, didn't know what Boris was thinking now, but he did hear him ask such a question.

What's more, before Boris finished speaking, a familiar figure stepped out from the group of armored men opposite.

"It's me. You two are the sniper team that helped us deal with the trouble just now, right? Let's make it clear first, we are even now, and we will not owe each other favors in the future. There will be no interest on the spot settlement."

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What the hell are these people?

The big-headed soldier below stepped on the German stick corpse that was not yet cold under his feet, and came up to take the lead like a street hooligans.

The company commander who revealed his identity right after him was even more weird. If someone who didn't know what he said heard it, they might think it was the head of a gangster who was lending money at high interest rates in the urban-rural fringe area and collecting debts.

Is this still the Red Army? When has the team of our leader's division ever been so bandit-like?

Alexei, who was staring and blinking, felt puzzled, bewildered, and couldn't understand, but Boris, who was standing next to him, had already recognized the true identity of the man in front of him.

"I've heard a lot about you, Captain Alsim. For someone who actively refuses promotion in order to participate in the front-line battles, seeing is believing."