Chapter 2875 Summoning the Death Express to Hell

Generally speaking, there must be more than one way to detonate the explosives for the flying bridge piers, so a backup detonation method must be kept just in case.

This is not complicated and there is nothing to guess. The backup manual detonation device is usually under the bridge. When the electric detonation fails, just go over and manually pull the fire to detonate it.

But the current situation does not require Sulovchenko to split his troops into two groups for the time being. The most important thing is to give priority to controlling the bridge control room where the electric wires are remotely detonated.

When the Germans find that the control of remote detonation has fallen into the hands of the enemy and they have to send people to manually detonate under the bridge to blow up the bridge, it is conceivable that it is probably too late. Sulovchenko has plenty of ways to summon comrades like the ocean to rush over and drown any Germans who dare to approach him and threaten the completion of the mission.

The premise of all this is that the control of remote detonation must be in our hands, so the bridge control room where the detonator is placed must be taken down quickly, and it is best to take it down without firing a gun.

"One, three, five, and eight are not easy to deal with. There are eight guards outside. The situation inside is not clear yet. It's a bit difficult to deal with them all quietly."

Looking at the guards in the bridge control room who were still "diligently performing their duties" even in such a chaotic situation, Claus frowned, thinking that these watchdogs were really loyal, while Sulovchenko, who knew that he didn't have much time, spoke without thinking too much.

"I'll go up and find a way to divert them, and you lead people to rush into the bridge control room, take that thing down, and complete the task! I promise you a great achievement, and the first achievement of this task is yours! At that time, you can get all the promised task rewards, and there will be an extra big prize, I promise!"

""

Listening to Sulovchenko's words that almost completely regarded him as his own, Claus, who was calm and could not tell what he was thinking, just thought for a while and simply replied.

"Do you really trust me so much? Aren't you afraid that I will mess things up?"

"Oh, if I didn't trust you, I wouldn't have gone this far with you. I can't call you a comrade, but I can at least call you a comrade. Go for it! I'm optimistic about you!"

Sometimes, men don't need so much nonsense. Even if they were enemies not long ago, they may change after experiencing some things together, just like now.

Looking at Sulovichenko running alone towards the bridgehead, I never thought that this reliable and brave Russian, a comrade who had just met not long ago, would entrust such "trust" to me, let's call it "trust".

Things changed too fast, so fast that I felt a little dazed, surprised, and slightly caught off guard.

24 hours ago, Sulovichenko and I were still irreconcilable. When we met on the battlefield, we would definitely be extremely jealous of each other, and we would not stop until we killed each other.

But now, no matter what the reason or objective factors, it doesn't matter whether it is passive or active.

What's important is that he really "trusts" himself and can leave his back to a so-called "traitor" and "traitor" like him.

For the sake of his family, Klauze is even ready to live in contempt, abuse, and contempt for the rest of his life. As long as he can protect the people he wants to protect, his small family is his heaven, his earth, and everything for the rest of his life.

After being betrayed, deceived, abandoned, and used to death by his faith, this man who swore allegiance and fought on the battlefield was left with only the responsibility for his wife, daughter, and family. This was his only motivation to survive.

But now, Klauze found that everything was a little different from his worst plan.

Before being despised, abused, and looked down upon, what he felt and relived first was trust, at least something similar to trust.

The man who was thrown into the abyss of despair saw a beam of light, and a pair of hands were reaching out to him in the abyss and handed it to him.

The saying "A man will die for his friend" is universal and can be applied anywhere.

After watching Sulovchenko's hasty exchange of gestures and words, he finally left his post temporarily with the guards who seemed reluctant and hesitant and ran in another direction.

I couldn't hear what Sulovchenko said, but I knew that time would not be too much and I had to seize the opportunity.

Without time to think about it, Clauser waved his hand and rushed out with the rest of the team. The fully armed group ran all the way, approaching the bridge control room of the bridgehead at the fastest speed and breaking into the door.

"Who!? What are you doing?"

Swoosh——

"Uh ah ah ah!!!"

Before the startled voice could finish shouting, a flying knife that was greeted directly by the meeting came whistling and stabbed directly into the chest, falling to the ground with a scream.

Hearing the unfortunate man's scream, the other SS soldiers in the bridge control room were immediately startled. Their first reaction was to pick up their weapons and prepare to fire, but they never thought that the enemy, who had been prepared, would be faster.

Puff-Puff-Puff-

"Ugh!!!"

"Wow--"

The sound of knives piercing flesh, the sound of fists and feet hitting each other, and the sound of muffled groans and screams

The various chaotic sounds intertwined together and seemed extremely chaotic, but there was no gunshot, which minimized the possibility of attracting the enemy's attention.

Using close combat and cold weapon fighting, with the advantage of a large number of people against a small number of people, they eliminated all the people in the bridge control room in the shortest time, successfully resolved the crisis and took control of this small house.

Looking at the push-type detonator on the table, Clause, who was glad that the thing had not been moved away, finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the mission was not yet completely completed.

"Leave a few people here, and the rest follow me!"

As if there was something important that had not been done, Clause didn't bother to say more, picked up the loaded weapon, turned around, and ran out with his men.

As soon as he came out of the house, he saw a familiar figure running wildly, and behind him were several SS soldiers who were shouting and threatening to shoot.

Without thinking too much, Clause immediately raised his gun and aimed, and the three-point line of sight was locked on the running target at the fastest speed, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation in just a moment.

Dadadada——

Dadada——

Bangbangbang——

When the gunshots rang out from Clauser's side, the other people who followed him closely also stopped holding back and immediately raised their guns and fired.

The pursuers who had never expected to encounter such an unexpected situation did not even have time to raise their guns and aim, and were beaten to a bloody dance and fell to the ground in an instant, dying on the spot.

Sulovchenko fell to the ground because he ran too fast and the gunshots rang out. Before he could get up, he saw Clauser, who was jogging all the way and looked anxious, coming to him, squatting down and stretching out his right arm to him.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

"Heh"

Sulovchenko, who had already struggled to get up, stretched out his right hand and held Clauser's arm that he had offered to him, so that he could speak quietly while being pulled up.

"If you were really shot, would you still be able to run back so quickly? You did a great job, comrade."

You laughed, I laughed, and we laughed together. After looking at each other and smiling, Clauser might have said it casually, but he never thought that his next words would actually become a reality one day.

"Thank you for giving me this opportunity, but I still hope that one day you can call me comrade in your way."

"Then I believe there will be such a day."

Turning around, he picked up the STG44 assault rifle that fell beside the body of the SS guard who was killed a few steps away, pulled out the magazine to check it, then inserted it back and pulled the bolt handle again. Sulovichenko manually loaded a new bullet, then took out another small gun that he always carried with him, raised it above his head and pointed it directly at the night sky.

"Now, let's summon the Death Express to Hell for these SS scum."

Bang——

A crisp firing sound suddenly rang out along with the action of pulling the trigger. Just as agreed upon in advance when the plan was made, a red flare immediately rose straight up and illuminated the night sky.