Steel Soviet Union

"Hey, wake up, are you still alive?"

In an instant, his eyes went black in pain and he fainted on the spot. He faintly felt that someone was patting his face. The touch of his calloused palms was very familiar. I didn't mean that the person was familiar, but that the touch was familiar. One guess. Just know that he is definitely someone who always has a gun in his hand.

"Poof! Haha, I, I'm still alive???"

Varosha thought about what the turtle grandson in front of him would say first when he woke up, but he never expected that it would be such a nonsensical and idiotic sentence.

"What? Do you want to die? If you want to die, wait until later. After I finish asking you, you will be happy to go on your way, I promise."

The thin monkey, who had already felt the pain, looked towards the lower limbs where the pain was coming from, but the result of this glance almost scared him out of his body.

"Legs, my legs!!! Uhhhhhhh!!!"

In later generations, some noobs questioned whether the AK47 was powerful enough. They always used the small amount of propellant of the intermediate-power rifle ammunition as an issue, making it seem as if a bullet passed through and left two eyes intact.

If the skinny monkey who was still lying on the ground at this moment knew that there was an idiot talking so wildly, he would definitely jump up and want to beat someone up immediately.

Oh, I almost forgot, both of this guy's legs were beaten into pieces, leaving only the broken leg bones with bits of skin and flesh attached to them, and the white and bloody things were so nakedly exposed. Outside, no one knew how many times he had been shot in the brief moment when the smoke filled the air. Anyway, the power of the bullets was really quite large.

"Okay, there's no point in shouting, it won't relieve the pain. Let me ask you, looking at your clothes, you shouldn't be a German guy, right? Huh? It's definitely not the case for the guerrillas. Are they local bandits?"

The armed forces in Ukraine are indeed complex, but if you carefully sort them out and distinguish them one by one, you will find that they are nothing more than the Germans' henchmen, guerrillas, and bandits.

Of course, this is only for the locals and does not include the Germans as invaders.

Varosha, who knew this situation, just took a few glances and basically got the answer. The guy in front of him, who was wearing ordinary clothes instead of military uniform, could only be identified as a bandit.

After all, the Germans give uniforms to their henchmen. If they can't even wear uniforms on the battlefield, something will go wrong.

Seeing that the skinny monkey lying on the ground was still in pain and speechless, Varosha shook his head slightly and then stood up from a half-crouched state. Only the last one was still feeling. The question of interest is worth talking about.

"Where are the others? Where are your accomplices? Don't tell me that you all came out to do this. Bandits don't do this when they come out to rob."

If they were just ordinary bandits, Malashenko University could ignore them and leave them alone.

The 1st Stalin Guards Tank Division was an elite tank unit dedicated to defeating the Nazis, not a rear stability maintenance force dedicated to suppressing bandits. Malashenko, who had just fought a tough battle, was too lazy to deal with such nonsense as suppressing bandits. Even the bandits' three or two shabby guns could not be used to fight with his own tank troops. It was simply making a fuss out of a molehill and killing a chicken with a butcher's knife. .

But this time the situation is different

These stupid Ukrainian bandits shouldn't touch Vatutin at all. They chose the wrong target.

Malashenko didn't care whether the gang of bandit bastards across from him did it on purpose. Malashenko only knew that if he hadn't arrived in time, Vatutin might even have the head cut off from the corpse, and let these people Help the Ukrainian bandits to use it as a certificate of surrender to the Germans or just hang it on a tree.

Don't doubt that this bunch of Ukrainian bandits can't do this kind of thing. This bunch of extremely vicious bastards who are no worse than the Germans are best at doing this shitty thing of giving birth to a son without a penis.

So no matter what, Malashenko will personally crush these Ukrainian bandits into crumbs this time.

No matter what inhospitable place these bastards are hiding in, Malashenko will dig up the ground to root out these bastards. The crime of assassinating the commander of the front army is enough to send all these Ukrainian gangsters on the road. .

And now, Varosha, who received the order from Malashenko, was questioning the half-dead bastard in front of him for exactly this purpose.

At least before this guy dies, he has to ask him about the specific whereabouts of the remaining gangsters. Otherwise, we don't know when it will take to find out these rats.

The thin monkey lying on the ground squirming and struggling like maggots did not want to die. Even if his legs were amputated and he was disabled for life, his tenacious desire to survive always told him that he wanted to live.

So if you want to negotiate terms, you should do it as early as possible, before you die from excessive blood loss. If the time drags on for a while, everything will really be over.

"If, if I tell you, will you let me go? Bandage my wound? I will tell you everything I know. I will cooperate with you. I just ask you not to kill me."

""

Although this situation was expected, Varosha's expression still seemed a little speechless after all. After all this, this bastard still wanted to survive.

"Okay, okay, no problem. I'll forgive you if you tell me, so don't waste time, stop talking nonsense, and hurry up."

""

Varosha's expression was serious. The thin monkey knew that he had no other choice, even if he didn't believe Varosha's words, he had to believe it. He had no other choice. This was the only way to survive at the moment. The reason why he asked just now was Just because I want to seek some inner comfort.

"I have a map in my pocket, which contains the detailed route of our camp. This place is not easy to walk. There are many highlands around and dense forests as cover. If an outsider wants to break in, he will be discovered immediately. The highlands and dense forests There are mobile sentries everywhere, and mines are planted in some places. If outsiders don't know, they will be blown up. "

"But there is a correct route on the map. If you want to go in from the front or take a detour from the back, you can go in. It's all marked on the map. I marked it myself. There will be no problem."

"There are still more than 300 people in the camp. We came out with half of the people this time, but you wiped them all out. There are also some heavy defensive weapons in the camp, several German anti-tank guns and ten A few of your anti-tank guns, the rest are infantry light weapons."

"You have so many tanks, you certainly don't have to worry about this level of firepower."