Chapter 2872 Double Kill

Malashenko, who learned that he had been tricked by the British, was furious that his soldiers were bombed. However, the people who were actually bombed in the bombing zone still knew nothing about it. Know.

Boom boom boom——

Rumble——

"Damn it! These British guys are done, aren't they? Hey, how long does it usually take for these bombs to stop falling?"

Sulovechenko did know that the British liked to attack Berlin at night and took advantage of the midnight to bomb the Germans.

But that's only to know, that's all, how long the British bombing will last, and when the bombing will usually end. Sulovechenko, who has never experienced the bombing personally, has basically no idea about this.

But this is not someone who knows a little about this. Krauser can tell at a glance that they are British bombers coming in groups. He is obviously a very experienced person, so it is appropriate to ask him. ask.

"Well, I can't actually say, but generally, in most cases, the bombing takes about ten to twenty minutes. The British bomber in the lead drops the bomb first, and then indicates the target after the bomb explodes. The following bomber formations then drop bombs in sequence. After one formation has dropped its bombs, another one is replaced. It does not mean that all the bombers dropped their bombs at one go, so "

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and glanced at the time on his watch. He estimated that the process was already halfway through and then continued to speak.

"It shouldn't be long. I guess there's still some time left. If nothing else happens, it should be done within ten minutes. It's actually not too long."

"Ten minutes, right? That's about right."

Sulovechenko, who was muttering softly, stood up quietly, while Krauser, who was sitting on the floor, stared at the formation and blinked on the spot.

"What's almost there? What do you mean?"

"It means it's hunting time. Let's go. You know what to do. Follow me."

Almost at the same time, a certain SS leader, whom Sulovechenko described as "with a haggard face and looking as haggard as a living skeleton", was drinking water to calm down in an officer's lounge next door. There were also two iron guards standing with guns and ammunition.

Two guards with serious expressions were meticulously on duty at the door of the room with guns loaded with bullets. The STG44 assault rifles in their hands could smash any target into a sieve at the speed of light within the visual range and fall to the ground in a pool of blood.

Besides, under the current circumstances, there may not be enemies coming to cause trouble, right? At least that was how it should have been before those two figures suddenly burst into view.

"Hey, we have something to see the assault brigade captain. Please report. Regarding the British air raid and the following issues, we need to report in person."

""

The two SS guards standing at the door looked at each other and said nothing. One of them immediately turned around and knocked on the door. After receiving the answer, he quietly pushed the door open and entered.

After a while, when the SS guard who entered the room came out of the door and returned again, just by looking at his expression, he knew that the matter should be done.

"Go in, the officer agrees to see you, leave your weapons behind."

After hearing this, Sulovechenko and Krause looked at each other. They both understood the principle that the situation is stronger than the person. In this case, they could only do it.

After taking off the STG44 assault rifle hanging on their shoulders and handing over the pistol in the holster on their waists, Sulovechenko and Krauser, thinking that it was over, were about to go in together, but they didn't expect this shit. The treacherous SS man Zhuang quietly spoke again.

"Only one person is allowed to go in, and the other person stays here waiting."

""

damn it! Only one person is allowed in. Why the hell didn’t you tell me earlier? You deliberately asked me to take off my weapons and do in-situ exercise, right?

Of course, Sulovechenko, who was only cursing and complaining secretly in his heart, could not say it out loud, but he naturally acquiesced to the SS guard's request and stayed in place quite cooperatively to express his disapproval. Will think about going in again.

At the last moment when they exchanged glances, they understood what to do. Krauser immediately moved forward and accepted a further search. After confirming that everything was fine from head to toe, he was let in by the SS guard who had done a lot of shit.

"Brother, do you smoke?"

""

Not long after Krauser stepped in and the door had just closed, Sulovechenko took out a box of German "horse dung cigarettes" from his pocket that he was supposed to be unwilling to smoke even to death, and even took the initiative to He kindly asked these two stupid SS guards if they wanted to smoke, and handed over the open cigarette case as a signal.

Seeing that these two idiots with dead faces seemed to ignore him and did not answer, Sulovechenko, who did not appear embarrassed at all, continued to talk to himself.

"Then I smoked it myself. I don't know if smoking is allowed here."

"Just smoke it yourself, don't hinder us."

He originally thought that these two fools were not going to talk to him anymore, but he didn't expect that this sentence came out of nowhere, which made Sulovechenko smile in surprise and embarrassment.

"Okay, no problem, I'll just smoke one and wait for someone here."

Click——

"hiss--"

"call--"

Let's light this cigarette, it will indeed smoke very fast in the mouth of the old smoker.

While he was puffing away his breath, he saw that he was already halfway down. He didn't even think about taking the unloaded weapon at his feet, so he just left it there without caring. Sulovechenko, whose whole body exudes a slutty and bohemian vibe, really vividly portrays what a rogue soldier should be like.

This is the flavor of his gestures. Others act like he is acting, but he doesn't.

What is the purpose of doing this?

It's hard to say, at least for now.

Anyway, the look of the two SS soldiers who looked meticulous at the "Wehrmacht thugs" was slightly more contemptuous and sarcastic, but not easy to detect.

Creak--

The two SS guards who did not express their true thoughts but did have emotional changes in their hearts, then heard a sound of the door opening behind them.

"Can you help? The assault captain said there is something for you to help carry."

"Hmm?"

Turning his head to look at the Wehrmacht soldier who opened the door a crack, not completely open, just enough for his head to stick out, and spoke quietly.

The two SS guards looked at each other without thinking much, and then turned around and walked in with their gun belts on their shoulders. Klauser also opened the door for the "two uncles" with a long look and made way.

No one would have thought about how the gangster behind him would react until the next second came quietly after the two entered the door one after another.

Uh-uh-

I felt someone stabbed me from behind, and someone covered my mouth in front of me at the first time, so I couldn't make a sound.

Holding a dagger in each hand and shooting left and right, he had stabbed into the necks of the two iron SS at the same time, avoiding the armored area and accurately piercing the throat. Until this time, Sulovchenko still had the last cigarette butt in his mouth that he had not had time to spit out and had not burned out.

He exerted force with both hands at the same time, and the knife fell in an instant.

Sulovchenko, holding the knife in his backhand, killed two SS guards at the same time in just a moment. The throat that was cut in half and gushing blood was destined to have no chance of survival.

"Awesome! Better than mine, the combat engineers of your leader division are really as the rumors say."

Responsible for opening the door to lure the enemy and continue to attract attention, and finally covering his mouth to prevent any sound.

Klauser, who cooperated with Sulovchenko perfectly, held the two SS bodies with both hands and slowly put them down, waiting for Sulovchenko's indifferent answer.

"Average level, not worth mentioning."

"Where is the SS leader?"