Chapter 3252: Gate of Time and Space (Part 1)

The undulating valleys, the roaring battlefield with bullets flying across the sky, the fixed-wing attack aircraft flying over the mountains at low altitude, and the air filled with the smell of blood and gunpowder smoke.

Standing among the mountain tops, Malashenko clearly knew that this was a battlefield, but he had no idea where it was.

Just when he was about to ask a question, he heard the "comrade political commissar" beside him speak slowly.

"Don't panic, this is Afghanistan, Afghanistan at some point in the future, you know what that means, right?"

""

Malashenko, who obviously knew the answer, didn't say anything. He didn't know what the ghost-like guy next to him was planning. Suddenly, he heard a roar of rotors behind him.

When I looked up, I saw a Mi-24 armed helicopter roaring overhead and making an emergency evasive maneuver at a wide angle.

The next second, there was another roar and a sudden attack. A flying object that was close to the size of an individual anti-aircraft missile accurately hit the tail of the Mi-24. The entire tail was instantly torn into two pieces with a loud explosion. .

Without the deflection torque balance provided by the tail rotor, the Mi-24, which was unstable and had its main rotor still intact, immediately spiraled downwards and fell to the ground with a loud noise shortly after.

"Why are you showing me this? What's the point? I knew this would happen before I came to this world."

"But you never thought of breaking your oath as a soldier and doing what Zhukov did to stop it."

""

The short conversation between questions and answers left Malashenko speechless.

This is indeed what I thought, it has always been the case.

The journey along the way has made it impossible for Malashenko to overcome the hurdle in his heart no matter what. It is almost impossible for Malashenko to become Zhukov's second, even for good purposes.

Malashenko, who has become more fixed-minded as he gets older, has lost the reckless impulse in his youth when his head was hot and he could disregard everything, even to the point of disobeying orders on the battlefield. It is almost impossible for him to do something like Zhukov again in this life. To be sure, even Malashenko himself feels so.

But some people don't think so.

Clearly capturing the fleeting complex expression on Malashenko's face, the "comrade political commissar" who smiled calmly followed and spoke.

"Come on, this is all about you. Those bullets and artillery fire can't hurt you, and no one can see you. Let's go over and take a look."

Without waiting for Malashenko to answer, the scene changed again with a dozen snaps of his fingers, from the distant mountain tops to the nearby crash site.

The plane crashed at low altitude, but due to the strong fuselage structure of the professional Wuzhi, the Mi-24 did not explode and disintegrate. It was only severely twisted and deformed by the fall. A group of Soviet troops armed with 45mm automatic rifles and PKM general machine guns were relying on the Wuzhi. The wreckage held on and kept firing.

Enemies wearing various local civilian clothes without formal military uniforms quickly rushed forward, firing all kinds of long guns and short cannons at the isolated Soviet troops.

The Soviet soldiers who were surrounded by enemies were suppressed inside and outside the wreckage, unable to move. From time to time, someone would groan and fall to the ground after being shot.

However, these Soviet troops who were still combatable and powerful were not seen for a long time. Even after being suppressed after the crash, the Soviet troops were evacuating in an orderly manner and finding opportunities to fight back.

"That armband is GRU."

"Yes, it's the GRU, and there's your eldest son inside, unable to move in the wreckage of the cabin. His comrades are trying to rescue him, which is the only reason why there was no evacuation."

! ?

What he said immediately after he spoke unexpectedly made Malashenko immediately stunned and shocked.

But he saw the "comrade political commissar" on the side still slowly making suggestions.

"Go and see, otherwise you may never have this opportunity again in your life. This will be the last moment of Nikolai's life."

""

Malashenko, who did not speak after hearing the words, seemed to be thinking about something. The unhurried "comrade political commissar" on the side just waited quietly, waiting for Malashenko to make a choice.

After a moment, Malashenko finally nodded in response. The "comrade political commissar" who was not surprised by the result smiled again and snapped his fingers. The scene changed immediately, and he came to the place that was twisted and deformed, with short-circuited lines, and he was spraying from time to time. Among the helicopter wreckage splashed with sparks.

"Let's go, let's go! Leave me alone, no one will be able to leave if I don't leave!"

"No, I won't leave! I want to take you out of here with me. I can't live without you. I need you! Get up quickly! Captain!"

The left shoulder was pierced by a distorted piece of the aircraft ceiling, which was firmly nailed into the flesh and bone-deep; the right leg was stuck tightly by a piece of rotor debris that was shot into the cabin instantly after the crash, almost cutting off most of the right leg. leg.

With his back pressed against the wreckage of the cabin and unable to move, Nikolai, who was even more seriously injured, was still speaking loudly, desperately trying to push away the people who were trying to move the wreckage with bare hands and rescue him, shouting to be left alone. Leave quickly.

But the rescuer remained unmoved, unwilling to leave, and continued to try regardless.

It wasn't until he got closer that Malashenko discovered it.

The female rescuer had been scratched by the crash debris, her face was covered in blood and her face was disfigured. She was almost exactly the same as her wife when she was young.

Needless to say, it was the girl named Natasha that my precious son had been pursuing recently.

Lovers finally got married, but they didn't expect that it would be in this situation and on this occasion that they would see and confirm it with their own eyes for the first time.

Malachenko, ignored by everyone as if he were air, was stunned in the wreckage of the cabin and couldn't speak. A GRU special forces member went straight through Malachenko's empty body and rushed forward, kneeling on one knee with the butt of his gun on the ground, grabbing Natasha's shoulders and shouting.

"We have to go! The enemies are gathering more and more, and we can't get out!"

"Get out! Can't you see I'm saving people? He is your company commander, your comrade company commander! He can still be saved, are you going to leave him to the enemy like this!?"

The special forces member, who originally didn't mean to do so, was stunned and didn't know what to say for a while, but saw Nikolai, who was bleeding from his wounds and clenched his teeth in pain, immediately gave an order.

"Take her away! Take her and leave quickly! If we don't leave now, no one will be able to leave! Go! Quick!"

"What are you going to do? Comrade Company Commander."

"I will find a way myself. Leave the gun to me! Stop talking nonsense and take her away quickly!"

The special forces member who had said this finally stopped hesitating and, together with another soldier who had just rushed into the wreckage of the cabin, dragged Natasha, who still refused to let go, and stood up and left.

"Let me go! Go back and save him, I told you to go back and save him! Quick! He is your company commander, go back and save him!"

"Retreat! Fire cover, quick!"

The shouting outside the cabin gradually faded away, and the sound of intensive exchange of fire was approaching.

Without thinking too much, Nikolai had already reached out and grabbed the rifle left by the special forces member before leaving. After pulling the bolt handle with difficulty to load the bullet, he touched the trigger with his hand, and made the final preparations with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The extremely real scenes in front of him have made Malashenko speechless, but at this moment he heard the long voice in his ear again.

"I can let him see you, do you want to try?"

You may have seen that I will release the bad ending that was overturned more than a year ago in a form that can be added to the main storyline, and use it as a plot turning point to influence the new good ending and make it happen.

The follow-up will also involve other parts and Lao Ma's choice. I reiterate that this is already an overturned ending, so stay tuned.