Chapter 590: Hell Moment (Part 2)

To capture a thief, you must first capture the leader. This is a principle that everyone understands and is applicable everywhere, including the Soviet-German battlefield.

Political Commissar Petrov, who was wearing a wide-brimmed hat, was mistaken for a high-ranking official by two German soldiers who rushed over. At the moment when the soldiers around him had either fallen or were still fighting with the Germans, Political Commissar Petrov could only rely on himself.

Seeing that it was impossible to change the magazine at the last moment, Political Commissar Petrov immediately spit out the pistol stuck between his upper and lower jaws without hesitation, and reached for the bayonet sheath hanging on the belt at the back of his waist. In an instant, he held the knife with one hand and drew it out of the sheath.

This bayonet was taken off a sacrificed militia soldier by Political Commissar Petrov a few minutes ago. At that time, Political Commissar Petrov had a premonition that the situation might deteriorate to the point where he would need this thing. Now it seems that he is quite far-sighted.

The two German soldiers who rushed up quickly did not notice what their opponents looked like at first, but when Political Commissar Petrov really turned around and faced the two of them, the two slightly surprised German soldiers realized that their opponent was a cripple with only one arm.

The cruel battlefield does not need any bullshit chivalry. Those who dare to do so are either kindergarten kids who have not grown up or literary youths who have read too many novels.

The moment they saw that Political Commissar Petrov had only one arm, the two German soldiers immediately burst into an uncontrollable excited grin. It was easy for the two to work together to kill a cripple with only one arm.

"Haaa"

After looking at each other for less than two seconds, the two German soldiers rushed up together, holding the Mauser 98K rifles in their hands tightly.

The sharp bayonet blade with cold light flashing is enough to scare the timid people to sit on the ground. Political Commissar Petrov, who was calm and responded to the challenge, had seen such bloody hand-to-hand combat when he was young. Even after he was old and lost an arm, he was still calm and composed.

Although the German infantry division did not regard hand-to-hand combat as a specialty like the Japanese, it did not mean that this army that inherited the Prussian spirit was not good at bayonet fighting or dared not to fight.

On the contrary, the hand-to-hand combat level of the German army at this time could be ranked among the best in the whole of Europe. The tall and strong Germans have been a famous war nation in that land since the cold weapon era.

For the sprint of two German soldiers who were much younger than him, Political Commissar Petrov, who was almost fifty years old, naturally did not dare to be careless or relax his spirit. The physical defect was the biggest shortcoming facing Political Commissar Petrov at this moment.

Two German soldiers opened the offensive line with a fan-shaped attack surface, covering almost the entire front of Political Commissar Petrov. The bayonets stabbed almost simultaneously from the left and right, rushing straight to the chest ribs. If the knife pierced through, there was no other possibility except that he would die on the spot. The simple and unpretentious knife skills that had nothing to do with gorgeous eye-catching were deadly.

Political Commissar Petrov, who held the bayonet in his backhand, fell on his back with his legs forward and exerted force with his legs when the bayonet was less than 20 centimeters away from him.

The German soldiers who did not expect their opponents to play such a trick were obviously not prepared to deal with it. Before they could react, they were kicked on the ankles by Political Commissar Petrov's feet and fell forward.

Commissar Petrov, who had already fallen on his back, faced the German soldier who had lost his balance and was falling towards him. The bayonet he had been holding tightly in his hand was now facing his chest with the handle of the knife facing outward. The German soldier, who had witnessed this scene and was instantly frightened, was powerless to stop his body from falling rapidly due to losing his balance.

Puff——

The sound of the sharp knife entering the flesh was as calm as piercing a sandbag. The German soldier, who felt severe pain in his chest but had not yet died on the spot, immediately threw himself on Commissar Petrov and screamed.

Ah!!!

Not only did the two-on-one fight fail, but he was also killed by a disabled old man. The other furious German soldier immediately raised the bayonet rifle in his hand and held it tightly, and rushed towards Commissar Petrov, who was pressed to the ground by the half-dead "corpse" and could not move.

Commissar Petrov, whose physical strength was obviously not enough, could not use this momentary opportunity to push away the body pressing on him and escape. At the last moment when the cold blade was about to be sent into his head, Commissar Petrov, who had gritted his teeth and decided to take a gamble, immediately pushed the struggling body on his body with his side hand.

The German soldier who had already put all his strength into stabbing the damn Soviet officer in the head could not stop at all. All the strength of his body was poured into the weapon in his hand in the form of sprint acceleration. The sharp bayonet with cold light flashing followed by another muffled sound of puffing accurately pierced into the chest of his comrade behind.

The unlucky German soldier who was stabbed by Commissar Petrov and had half his life left was completely dead. He was stabbed in the vitals without even the strength to scream. His head tilted and he died on the spot.

He didn't kill the Soviet officer with one knife, but killed his comrade with his own hands. This kind of thing would shock anyone for a short time and cause the brain to freeze for a while.

That is, during the two seconds when the German soldier was stunned, Political Commissar Petrov, who gritted his teeth and exerted his body upward, pushed away the corpse on top of him with his only arm, and threw the unlucky German soldier who was stabbed to death by his comrade as a sandbag directly at the living German soldier.

The bayonet was still stuck in the chest of the corpse and had not been pulled out. Political Commissar Petrov's action directly caused the Mauser 98K rifle in the hand of the German soldier to be thrown to the ground.

The German soldier, who was hit on the foot by the corpse and lost the weapon in his hand, finally reacted. In the embarrassing situation of being unarmed, the only way left was to fight the Soviet officer who had already stood up in front of him.

Unconvinced that his young and healthy body could not beat the half-century-old man in front of him who had lost an arm, the German soldier gritted his teeth and rushed towards Political Commissar Petrov with a roar and raised his fist on the spot.

Political Commissar Petrov had just stood up and had not yet stood firmly when he encountered this ridiculous emergency. Feeling exhausted, he had no other choice but to raise his fist, which had also lost the sharp blade in his hand, high up and swung it towards the German soldiers.