Chapter 2873 I Am a Soviet Red Army Soldier

"It's inside, it's done, come with me.

He put down the two still-warm corpses at his feet, and at the same time he didn't forget to take off the guns behind these two idiots to borrow for a while.

Sulovechenko and Krauser quickly rushed into the back room, and what they saw at first sight was the SS leader who had been bound and gagged, and was being thrown away like a torn snakeskin sack. Struggling in a corner.

"Be honest! Don't move!"

Krauser, who had taken care of the man himself, was the first to go up and threaten him, which calmed down the restless people who had some thoughts. Naturally, Sulovechenko stepped forward closely behind.

"First, don't yell; second, don't yell; third, don't yell."

"if not"

While speaking in an understatement, he shook the dagger in his hand. The warm blood stained on the cold blade expressed his meaning in the most straightforward way.

"Bah - cough cough -"

After showing off his methods, he immediately took off the smelly socks that were blocking the mouth of the SS leader and threw them aside.

The SS leader, who had been feeling nauseated until now, finally breathed fresh air, and immediately coughed loudly several times in succession and gasped for breath quickly and slowly.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do? Nothing, just want to get something that we couldn't get otherwise."

Sulovchenko, who twirls and plays with daggers, is a graduate of the military academy and a scout. He has done countless jobs of licking blood from the tip of a knife, killing people and selling goods, and his ability to play with knives is even more top-notch. Special skill.

"Take us to get some high-end medicine, and then go to each side of the road, sir. We'll get the medicine and leave. You can continue to be a high-ranking official and lead your men to do whatever they want."

"What!?"

The SS leader, who looked haggard and unbelievable, could hardly believe that what he heard was true. He could hardly imagine that these two men kidnapped him and killed the guards for this reason.

"We're not going to follow that ass who's about to get fucked by the shampoo guy. But we have some brothers who are injured and need medicine, and I'm not going to leave them behind."

"As long as we get the medicine, we will leave. I won't bother you to help with the treatment, but we must get a sufficient amount. As for prescribing medicine, I'm afraid we won't be able to do it. Only you are qualified, so I need you to cooperate. ”

""

Faced with these reasons, explanations, and demands, the SS leader could only be said to be speechless as he was thinking quickly, and the answer that was sensible to the current situation did not take long to blurt out.

"Okay, no problem! But you have to ensure my personal safety and keep your word."

"That's natural. After all, we have to rely on you to prescribe the medicine, don't you think?"

He said this, but in his heart he had a completely different thought.

Whenever there is a chance, we must find a way to escape and kill these two idiots, as well as the damned National Defense Forces under their command. This is the only real thought of Mr. Assault Brigade Captain who is currently in an extremely embarrassed state, but he remains calm.

Now that the contract has been reached on the surface, the actual implementation will naturally be very quick and timely.

Sulovechenko and Krause, who had greeted their men respectively, led their respective teams, the same team, secretly escorted the SS leader who was under guard and walked straight out of the air-raid shelter.

I never thought that at the last moment when I had already stepped onto the stairs leading to the ground and started walking up, a blind bastard would suddenly come out behind me to disrupt the situation.

"Where are you going? Sir."

Two SS bastards who didn't know what they were doing suddenly spoke and stopped a group of people walking up in the corridor.

Using his body to cover himself, Sulovechenko quietly held the gun against the SS leader's waist without being seen. Sulovchenko, who spoke with a cold tone, simply lowered his voice and said something casually.

"Don't look back, send them away."

""

The situation is stronger than the people. If you don't want to die, you can only do it. The SS leader who cherishes his life knows that it is not the time to stand up yet.

"The friendly forces have an urgent mission. I will go to the ground to deal with some matters with their commander. I will be back soon. You go back and wait for orders."

"yes!"

It felt like something was wrong, but I couldn't find anything wrong with this order alone, and I couldn't recall it for a while.

The two ordinary SS soldiers who could only look at their backs and listen to the sound obeyed the orders and returned to another arms storage room where they were originally.

Sulovechenko and his party, who had solved the minor episode, continued to escort the SS leader upwards, and soon passed through the gate of the air defense bunker and returned to the ground.

The moment he walked through the air-raid shelter door and came to the ground, all he saw was the scene of a sea of ​​fire exploding just after being bombed.

The string of bombs dropped by British bombers blew up the entire ferry and most of the surrounding buildings, causing the walls to collapse and the buildings to shatter. As far as the eye can see, there are firelights and various craters left after the explosion. The smell of gunpowder smoke that permeates the air is pungent and strong with the smell of destruction and blood.

The good news is that the British seem to be pursuing large-scale destruction of living forces, and use small aerial bombs that carry a larger quantity, generate more total fragments, and of course have a smaller explosive yield.

It can kill more people, at least in theory, but the destructive power to solid buildings and bunkers is another matter.

After all, you can't have your cake and eat it too. If you want to produce more fragments, you have to carry more bombs. If the bomb load is increased, the explosion equivalent of a single bomb will not be that large, and the damage effect on building fortifications will naturally be limited. You can't bring a bunch of things like goblets at once and throw them, right?

So it is likely that, at least there is hope, the crucial Moltke Bridge may be saved and not blown up. Of course, the specific situation will have to wait until we actually go there to see it.

Looking at the SS soldiers who were dead and wounded everywhere, you can see the SS soldiers running around and shouting everywhere to save people.

Sulovchenko, who wanted this kind of chaos, didn't say much nonsense, and then turned around and spoke quietly to the SS leader.

"What do you want to do? You said you would let me go after we cooperate, which is good for both of us, otherwise you can't escape."

The uneasy SS leader sensed a hint of something wrong, but the answer he got was even more unexpected.

"Then do you speak Russian?"

It is impolite to answer a question with a question, but from the SS leader's instantly terrified and sluggish expression, you can know that he not only understands, but also realizes what it means.

"Sorry, I lied. There is no cooperation and no Wehrmacht. I am the Soviet Red Army."

In the hidden place at the entrance of the air-raid shelter, he tore off his Wehrmacht camouflage, revealing the spare Red Army uniform hidden underneath. Sulovchenko took the dagger in his hand again and held it with his backhand without any hesitation.

"Go to hell and count your sins, you Nazi bastard."

Puff--

He cut the throat again with a knife, not only for the purpose of simply killing people, but also for the purpose of Sulovchenko, who was wearing leather and was very agile. He changed into the SS lieutenant colonel uniform that was quite fitting at the fastest speed, fastened the last button and gave another order.

"Seal the door, and then let's go and have some fun with those SS soldiers."