Chapter 808 Abyss Redeemer

Ura——

When the roar of the tsunami sounded, the German infantrymen who were about to collapse to the last edge finally realized a big problem.

This Russian heavy tank is indeed courageous, but he is not stupid enough to fight alone. The large group of Russian infantrymen following behind is the best proof.

"Damn it! Fire, fire quickly to stop them! Don't be chaotic, stop!"

When humans face the indescribable fear that they cannot overcome, their bodies will always retreat uncontrollably.

This is based on the survival instinct inherited from tens of millions of years of human evolution. The stupid creatures who do not know how to escape and can only fight hard in the face of indescribable fear have long been transformed into part of the genes of the strong by the nature of survival of the fittest. They continue to remain in the DNA fragments of the strong in a state of annihilation of self-consciousness, and finally condense into creatures called humans after defeating everything.

The four iron-clad characters "Military orders are like mountains" are enough to make humans overcome their fear and violate the rules of nature. Unfortunately, this highly obedient order that only humans have evolved does not always bring victory to those who use and believe in it, especially when the group of people on the opposite side have more invincible courage.

"Load high-explosive bombs and aim!"

"High-explosive bombs are good!"

"Fire!"

Boom——

The fear of being conquered by the KV220 heavy tank should not exist in this time and space that flows along the normal historical trajectory.

But because of Malashenko's existence, the German infantrymen who were unlucky for eight lifetimes were forced to endure this pain that they should not have endured in Stalingrad in 1942.

With just one powerful 85mm high-explosive grenade, all unprotected soft targets within a blast radius of 20 meters can be killed instantly on the spot!

The human body fragments dismembered by the strong explosion turned into bloody rain and wind and swayed in the air full of war smoke.

The whole body was covered with half-penetrated bullet holes and large scratch marks left by armor-piercing bullets. This terrible heavy tank that killed nearly ten unlucky Germans in one shot was still moving forward at full speed.

To the terrified German soldiers, it was just like Hercules who had just passed the twelve trials and came back with the hellhound Cerberus in his hand and rushed towards them with scars all over his body, which scared them to death!

"Retreat! Retreat quickly! We don't have anti-tank weapons, this is simply suicide!"

"The Russian infantry is coming! Retreat, run!"

"Stop, don't retreat! Hold the line, stop!"

The people in front shouted loudly about the brutality of the Russian heavy tanks and turned around and ran away. The hesitant people in the middle who didn't know why were infected by the rapidly spreading plague of fear and retreated together, while the few people waving their guns in their hands tried to stop all this from happening and shouted loudly.

Unfortunately, the scales of victory no longer belonged to the invaders fighting for the head of state since the moment the broken wall collapsed with a huge gap.

Failure, after all, inevitably hit the German army accurately.

Looking at the group of German infantrymen in front of him who were just full of fighting spirit and planned to continue to advance, but now they were running away, he only hated his mother for giving him two less legs to run fast enough. Just a minute ago, Malashenko thought that he would die here with more than 100 pounds. He couldn't help but show a confused expression in the wind.

"Fuck! What the hell is going on? Shouldn't the troops withdraw? How dare Lavri, this idiot, bring people back to kill, is this dog-day not going to die!?"

I don't know when it started, Malashenko's way of thinking about things began to change from the original principle of giving priority to saving his life, and gradually gave priority to it as a military commander and the head of the Guards Tank Regiment.

When Malashenko saw Lavrinenko's unique and battle-scarred KV220 heavy tank, his first reaction was not to cry with joy or be moved to tears because Lavrinenko brought people back to save him, but to label this behavior that lost the overall situation as "idiot" and "desperate".

Of course, Malashenko, who changed his mind, was very grateful that someone came to save his life. The strong instinctive desire for survival from the deepest part of his soul was still burning and had not been completely extinguished.

Lavrinenko, who only repelled the German army and did not order to continue the pursuit, opened the turret cover above his head and leaned out his upper body as the car slowly stopped. Malashenko, who had already run over the ruins with his crew members, came into view immediately.

"Someone reported to me that you were fighting in this direction but had not yet withdrawn. I came here immediately after receiving the news. Was it timely? Comrade Commander."

Malachenko really didn't expect that Lavrinenko, such a carefree guy, would still be in the mood to joke with him at this time. Malachenko, who didn't think that Lavrinenko was influenced by him, was so angry that he laughed instead of being angry, and answered in the same joking tone.

"Yes, you came in time, you are always like this, aren't you?"

After looking at each other, they naturally understood what the other wanted to express.

Lavrinenko, who grinned slightly, knew that there was no time to waste anymore, so he pointed at the infantrymen surrounding his tank and asked Malashenko.

"Should I hand over the tank to you, or should you follow our infantry comrades, give us the order."

"Give me your car?"

Malashenko, who had no intention of occupying the magpie's nest, smiled and shook his head. He held the Somi submachine gun in front of him and patted the barrel of the gun at Lavrinenko, who was half-exposed outside the turret. .

"Look, I have this now. Finnish blondes are amazing, no worse than those German guys."

"It's better to keep that broken car of yours. Be careful not to get penetrated. The armor is almost the same as a hornet's nest."

The KV220 heavy tank with the turret roof re-closed acted as a trailblazer, leading a company of infantry beside it and began to advance in the direction of the friendly forces.

Lavrinenko, who did not choose to return the way he came, took a shortcut blocked by ruins and outflanked it, successfully avoiding the large German troops attacking along the main road, while those who were busy eating the big cake The German army seemed not to notice this small Soviet unit that slipped through the cracks of their hands.

The choice of fate once again favored Malashenko, who almost fell into the abyss of eternal damnation.