Chapter 2947 The Enemy Is Waiting

If he hadn't just taken a quick look before he subconsciously pulled his hand up.

Sulovchenko was sure that he would be a dead man flying backwards with his flesh and blood blown upside down.

Those SS scum had long anticipated that this stand would be used. Not setting up an ambush did not mean that there would be no traps left, even if they were just to serve as an alarm.

"What happened?"

Alsim, who was guarding the ladder with his men at the bottom, found that Sulovchenko, who had already reached the top, had stopped moving. He realized that the situation had changed and lowered his voice to ask.

On the other hand, Sulovchenko, who was at the top of the ladder, just waved his hand back without looking back to indicate that it was okay and he could handle it himself. Then he pulled out the saber from the scabbard hanging on his waist and held it tightly in his hand.

The sweet potato-shaped trip mine with a tight string was less than half a meter away from his hand. Judging from its shape, it should be the "Bouncing Betty" warhead that is unique to your Germans that has been removed, abandoning the bounce-start function and only needing to explode to kill.

The other end of the string hanging on the fuse was nailed into the ground and tied to the ground, and it was also only a few feet away from Sulovchenko's other left hand.

After confirming the situation, he decided to solve it from the nail. He switched the saber from his right hand to his left hand, and Sulovchenko, who was holding it upside down, aimed at the target and stabbed it directly and steadily into the root of the nail. It was all because of his exquisite craftsmanship that the trip mine did not explode on the spot.

He held the handle of the knife tightly and continued to probe into the bottom of the nail. If you don't have a huge hand strength, it is impossible to use a knife to push the stone open, no matter how good the steel knife is. It is enough to show that Sulovchenko's "bulging veins and ferocious expression" when he held the saber tightly was definitely not fake.

Feeling the touch from the tip of the knife change from metal to stone, Sulovchenko, who was sure that he had reached the bottom of the knife, took a deep breath and exerted force with his left hand. The unstable nail that was originally a temporary measure to be casually driven into the ground was directly pried out of the ground from left to right by Alsim's knife and fell to the ground.

Without the anchor at the other end, the originally tight string immediately loosened and fell.

At this point, as long as he didn't touch the fuse of the trip mine and didn't commit suicide, the crisis would be resolved and the problem would be solved.

Sulovchenko, who had finished holding his breath and concentrating and breathed a sigh of relief, could finally confidently and boldly pull his hands from the stands, and climbed up the stands easily with his hands and feet, three steps and two steps at a time, and the comrades who stopped and watched under the ladder finally "felt a big stone in their hearts".

"Good job! I knew that Comrade Lian was fine. There will never be a coward in our company!"

"Don't worry, let's see what happens next and be alert!"

Sulovchenko, who went up to the stands, continued to lower his body and crawl on the ground. He continued to crawl forward slowly with a saber in one hand and a pistol in the other, making sure not to make too much noise.

When Sulovchenko really came to the edge of the stands and was about to stick his head out, he turned his head to the left vigilantly to confirm the surrounding situation. He saw a truly terrifying reflection.

The sunlight in the afternoon penetrated the broken dome of the Capitol and shone directly from above, shining on the interior of the war-torn building.

But it was this sunlight that slanted from west to east, but it reflected several figures holding long guns on the wall. With the subtle movements of the shadows from time to time, they could not be dead. Even the shape of the gun in the hands of the reflections was visible to the naked eye. It was undoubtedly an STG44 assault rifle.

The shadow reflected on the wall happened to be in the blind spot of the low-lying position where Alsim was, but Sulovchenko, who had a good view from a high place, could see it.

It was another coincidence. If Alsim hadn't thought of sending someone up to check the situation first, who knows what kind of tragedy would happen if he blindly crossed the bridge.

"What should I do?"

This is the most difficult problem facing the anxious Sulovchenko now.

Even if he could roughly infer the location of the enemy's hiding and ambush based on the position of the sun hanging in the sky at this time, combined with the angle and direction of the reflection, and the terrain in front of him.

But this is at most to understand the problem, and it is still useless for solving the problem.

There is only one way through the collapsed stairwell, and it is just a wooden bridge temporarily built with a few broken wooden boards.

Obviously, this is the target of the ambush enemy on the opposite side. No matter whether they know the existence of these bastards or not, as long as they get on the bridge, they will inevitably be hit head-on with a premeditated and organized attack.

You really can't win if you stay on that wooden bridge. This is an indisputable fact that cannot be changed by human subjective will, even if Alsim leads the team himself.

Jumping down directly from the stands can also cross the collapsed stairwell.

But even if you don't consider whether your legs will be lame after jumping down, why do you climb up and jump down one by one to join the battle? The efficiency of the Calabash Brothers in saving their grandfather is higher than your climbing the ladder and jumping down.

So this is not a conspiracy at all, but a naked conspiracy.

Even if you Russians know that I am ambushing you on the opposite side and waiting for you to get on the bridge, what can I do?

Aren't you going to the roof of the Capitol? Aren't you going to plant the flag? There is only one road, you have to go, unless all of you Russians grow wings and turn into birdmen and fly over.

It was precisely because he saw through the situation that he was so anxious and worried.

Sulovchenko, who was repeatedly thinking about what to do in his mind, even had the intention of backing off and going down to report the situation first and discuss it with Alsim. After all, if he really couldn't think of a solution, it would be a waste of time and meaningless to stay here.

But at the moment when Sulovchenko had this idea, he once again scanned the reflections with his eyes, and unexpectedly noticed that the window next to the reflection was not completely covered with bricks and concrete, but simply covered with a layer of wooden boards.

The sunlight outside was shining directly into the room through the gaps in the wooden boards, which further proved that there was nothing behind the wooden boards.

It doesn't matter why wooden boards are used instead of bricks and concrete to block this window.

It doesn't matter whether you Germans didn't finish it because you didn't have enough materials; or you simply think that this place is almost at the top and it's meaningless to cover it up, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that this wooden board can be penetrated by bullets. A high-rate, high-powered assault rifle can cause great damage to it. It is possible that two more rounds of bullets will even break it directly.

And this important discovery is enough for Sulovchenko, who has taken the flare from his waist and placed it in front of him for use, and took the AK from his back to prepare for shooting, as well as his next plan.

There are some things at home these two days, and I am really busy. I originally said that I would quickly add more chapters to finish this plot, but I have been entangled with things and have no time. Fortunately, things are almost done.

In the next two days, I should start to speed up the progress. The battle of the Reichstag will end soon, and the August Storm plot will start soon. There will be a Berlin military parade in the meantime, so stay tuned.