Steel Soviet Union

Alsim did not let Major Qingchuan, who had been stabbed through the throat with a knife, fall down, but instead dragged him back to the driving building.

According to the original plan when crossing the river, Alsim's target to capture alive was Major Qingchuan, who was now dead and his body was still beating.

However, the plan failed to keep up with the changes. Alsim, who discovered that there was a bigger fish to catch, made his own decision and directly targeted Colonel Koki Nakamura as the primary target of capture.

As for this shitty little major who was supposed to be the patrol leader?

That’s it, that’s it, it doesn’t matter.

Alsim, who had listened to Comrade Commander's personal science education and knew how these Japanese devils managed to "do nothing to do with people", killed these Japanese soldiers who were even worse than the Nazis. Japs, there is no sense of guilt at all. It is as simple as crushing an insect with one foot.

What's more, the Japs' Major himself didn't have a lot of eyesight. He was holding a command knife to show how capable he was. He didn't go to any car, just opened his legs and leaned directly in front of the lead car.

Then who are you? You can't blame the Slavic Superman for finding it yourself, right?

He pressed Major Qingchuan's hot body onto the passenger seat and put it away, pulled out the blood-stained blade and lowered his head.

Alsim, who smoothly closed the car door, thought that he had done a good job, and that the Japs who had not yet fully approached would not notice the flaw. As long as he could hide it for more than ten seconds, it would be considered a success. What happened next? All we can say is that things were as expected.

"Everyone get in the car and get ready to go!"

""

Indeed, he did not notice the strange group of Japanese soldiers walking past the front of the car at the first time. Alsim, who was hiding next to the passenger seat, was lurking in the cab of the truck. There were two corpses of Japanese soldiers, one cold and one hot, beside him. There was only a car door separated from the Japanese who were still alive and kicking outside, so I held my breath.

"Where is your Excellency, Captain? Have you already boarded the car?"

"Probably. I just saw him getting on the bus first. Maybe he was tired."

"Your Excellency, Captain, please get in the car."

""

Alsim couldn't understand what the Japs were saying outside the door, and he had no idea what they meant. To be honest, this was the most painful thing at the moment.

Alsim, who suffered from illiteracy, was actually depressed himself.

I couldn't understand German when I was fighting the Nazis, but now it's my turn to fight the Japanese and I can't understand Japanese.

Are you asking if this is uncomfortable?

It's really uncomfortable, especially when carrying out this kind of infiltration and surprise attack mission.

It was clear that the enemy was right under his nose, but he was unable to obtain any valuable information from his unsuspecting conversation. Without translation, he was nothing.

"Damn it, Sukka! You must listen to Comrade Commander and study hard! I'm so fed up with this lack of culture."

Alsim, who could not even write in his mother tongue, let alone understand German and Japanese, vowed to study hard in the future. He increasingly felt how important his comrade's advice was to him.

But now is not the time to think wildly. Alsim's thoughts are fleeting for a moment, and he is still holding the saber tightly and concentrating, waiting for the moment to rush out of the door and start killing.

On the other side, Colonel Koki Nakamura came to the second truck under the escort of a group of Japanese soldiers. Because there were people guarding him on the left and right, blocking his field of vision, and because he was not paying attention, he did not notice the driver even if he passed by the leading vehicle. Something strange in the building.

Thanks to the chassis of the 94-type truck of the Guizi, it is relatively high in order to pursue better passability. In addition, the driver's building has been extra high to pursue a better view. Moreover, the Guizi's short stature and height have not yet increased. It solves the problem of natural height caused by the bayonet's 38-inch height.

If the Japanese hadn't stopped and stretched their necks to take a look, it would have been hard to tell from the corner of their eyes as they passed by that there were two dead people sitting in the cab instead of living people. After all, the two corpses and the angle of their heads had been specially processed by Alsim in order to prevent the Japanese from seeing the problem from outside the car.

Nakamura Koki, who felt that he would have to say goodbye to this land from now on, stopped in front of the truck door and took a final breath of the cool air as if like some kind of ritual.

The bloody smell that had filled the air not long ago had been blown away by the cool night wind from the northeast. Nakamura Koki was stunned not to smell anything amiss.

"In the future, I will rely on you all to do your best for His Majesty the Emperor and expand your territory. Please!"

"Hi! Please rest assured, Captain, we will do our best for the empire's hegemony!"

The lieutenant squadron leader, who had just been given a blank check and made a lot of promises by Major Qingchuan, was perked up. He thought strangely that if Major Qingchuan did not send off the captain in person at this time, he must be testing himself and wanting to test his role as captain. The ability to react and process in front of others.

I want to see if I am qualified for the position of captain. I must be quietly observing myself in secret. It must be true.

With such a set of self-logic, the lieutenant and squadron leader was still complacent, even if it was nonsense.

Thinking that his reactions and operations were impeccable, he even reached out and opened the car door for the commander to get in. Then he heard a response.

"Let's go, tell your captain that the train is ready to start, and let the soldiers get on the train."

"Hi!"

While nodding in response, he did not forget to close the door for the squadron commander. He thought for a moment whether to order the soldiers to get on the bus or to report to the squadron leader first. He felt that now was the "critical moment of testing" for the squadron commander. Naturally, I chose the latter.

Without saying a word, he held on to the command knife and trotted away towards the leading car, which was only one parking space away.

But he didn't expect that before he could get to the lead car, the captain, who was already on the back, rolled down the window and asked questions.

"Where is the driver? Where has the driver gone? Why is there no one there!?"

"Ah this"

Faced with the unexpected question, he subconsciously turned around. The squadron leader who was about to answer had not had time to say anything. In an instant, he felt a coldness in his chest, thrust forward and backward, and a loud shout came from behind at the same time.

"Do it!"

Seeing the Japs officer turn around through the rearview mirror of the truck, Alsim seized the opportunity and rushed out of the truck without giving the other Japs a chance to react. He scored the first kill of the second half with a single strike, and an order to take action resounded instantly. The whole audience.

"kill!!!"

Chen Weiguo, who had been waiting impatiently under the truck, took action immediately, grabbed the ankle of the Japanese soldier who was very close in front of him, pulled hard, and directly put the Japanese soldier to the ground on the spot who had not yet realized what was going on.

I didn't expect that so many hands would stretch out from under the truck at the same time. The Japanese soldiers who had just lined up neatly on both sides of the truck compartment, waiting for His Excellency the Wing Commander to inspect and get on the truck, fell one after another and were thrown into disarray.

The front foot fell to the ground and before he could get up, the cold blade on the back foot followed closely behind.

"You little devil, die!"

Chen Weiguo, who killed the hardest and fastest, took the lead. He raised his sword and dropped it, then raised the saber that was shining silver in the moonlight and struck with all his might.

The Japanese man who fell to the ground in front of him didn't even have time to scream. His head was directly "launched" from the neck with a knife, and he rolled away all the way, covered in dust and blood.

Poof——

Pfft——

"ah!!!"

The sound of swords piercing flesh could be heard endlessly, and screams could be heard all the time.

"The enemy is attacking! There are assassins!!! Protect the captain quickly, the enemy is attacking!!!"

The frightened Koki Nakamura didn't have the calmness he had just now. He just announced his home, greeted the soldiers who were still alive in fright, and hurriedly came to protect him first. He knew that he couldn't stay in this car. Hurry up and get out of the car.

But Koki Nakamura never expected that there was not only an ambush under the truck.

Even in the shadows of the seemingly undulating grass below the road slope, there were actually enemies lurking in ambush and bursting out.

"Ula!!!"

He had gone to the Guannei battlefield and heard the charge of the Eighth Route Army, but never heard the call of Mao Ziwu La, Nakamura Hongyi, who had never seen this battle.

I just felt that there were Russian soldiers everywhere, in front of me, behind me, around me, and in all directions. They were holding sabers and rifles on their shoulders. The "Imperial Warriors" who fell to the ground and had no time to get up were like chopping melons and vegetables. They generally harvested everything on the spot, and there were hundreds of people.

Finally, I saw two soldiers getting up from the ground, taking off the Sanba Daigai they had just taken off their shoulders and holding them in their hands.

But he saw a strong, tall and mighty Russian soldier heading straight towards him. A saber was swung in his hand like a branch in a child's hand. It was as light as a cicada's wings and he cut with a sharp knife. It's like the weight doesn't exist at all.

The two Japanese soldiers who didn't even have time to draw their guns and stab them were killed on the spot after just one encounter.

Nakamura Koki, who was so frightened that he had just opened the car door, suddenly remembered not to just watch and get out of the car first. Unexpectedly, a bad Northeast accent curse had already taken a step ahead and suddenly rang in his ears.

"You're so stupid and you still want to run away!? Get out of here!!!"