Steel Soviet Union

Intuition told Alsim that the things that the Japanese army wanted to burn at this critical juncture of imminent destruction must be something that was of great importance to the Japanese army and would not be destroyed unless it was absolutely necessary.

Just think about it, what are the things that meet the conditions?

Military secret document? Telegraph code book? Anyway, it's impossible for his Japanese wife to steal the divorce letter sent back home.

Whatever the enemy wants to do, I just do the opposite. You Japanese devils want to burn me, but I won't let you succeed.

Alsim, who gave the order to start action immediately, did not directly go forward to grab it, but instead waved the nearest T43A medium tank to drive forward.

With the help of the heavy armor cover of the tank in front, they headed straight towards the target that was already within easy reach.

I saw that the Japanese who were preparing to burn flags and eliminate traces on the opposite side were not stupid. They saw tanks and infantry rushing towards them, and they immediately increased their efficiency.

The military flag farewell ceremony that was just in the middle of the ceremony ended hastily. The military flag that was packed in the wooden box was buckled and the flag was burned just waiting for the two Japanese soldiers sent out to get gasoline to come back.

The distance is so close that you don't need a telescope. You can see what the Japanese are probably doing with your naked eyes.

Alsim, who knew he was pressed for time, followed the tank and took a quick look around, and immediately saw two Japanese soldiers carrying gasoline cans in their hands, running straight towards the place where the group of Japanese soldiers were gathering at a fast pace. go.

Alsim, who immediately had an idea, raised his lips and without saying a word, put the AK with the gun belt in his hand on his back.

With a brief power-up and a lunge, Alsim stepped on the rear of the tank. Using his hands and feet, Alsim skillfully climbed onto the engine hood of the tank to stabilize his body.

The 7mm Deshka heavy machine gun installed on the top of the turret is currently unused outside the commander's hatch.

Most of the Japanese soldiers around him had been killed and were fighting on their own. They were unable to organize effective blocking firepower to suppress the threat. This gave Alsim the opportunity to act boldly as a skilled man.

Alsim pressed his body against the rear end of the turret and leaned forward. He raised his hand to unlock the machine gun and took the gun into his arms.

Deshka, which was installed on the guide rail of the circular gun carriage, immediately moved back along the circle, from the commander's position to the infantry position behind the turret.

This was a special design that was intentionally designed to allow infantrymen to get on the vehicle and operate this heavy machine gun during battle, and now it has come in handy.

After re-locking the machine gun's fixed lock, the yellow 7mm caliber ammunition in the magazine was directly connected to the receiver. Alsim raised his hand and aimed the terrifying firepower at the two Japanese soldiers who were running around and opened fire immediately.

Dong dong dong dong dong——

A dull gunshot, as powerful as a drum, sounded instantly, and a red tracer barrage spurted out and headed straight for the Japanese.

He was just running wildly along the way and was completely unprepared for such a terrifying attack.

The two men were carrying heavy gasoline barrels in their hands. The already restricted Japanese troops had no chance to dodge, so they were directly hit by the fiery dragon-like red barrage.

But the hot warhead was burning violently in the air friction and acting as a tracer indicator.

But it didn't directly penetrate the flesh and blood, but hit the gasoline barrel in his hand.

boom--

The gasoline barrel, which was almost full to the brim, was exploded on the spot by a burn-indicating armor-piercing bullet in the mixed ammunition belt.

The explosion was really big and completely swallowed up the two Japanese soldiers who were not far away from each other. It was probably the other gasoline barrels that were being carried by the other man, and they also exploded on the spot.

I don't know whether to say that these two devils are too unlucky, or that they are really lucky but have not used them in the positive direction.

The explosion of the gasoline barrel was really big, but the two devils transporting gasoline were not killed on the spot.

The two Japanese soldiers, who had been severely injured but were wrapped in flames and in excruciating pain, with almost their entire bodies burning violently from head to toe, immediately let out heart-rending howls and screams that echoed over the battlefield.

Alsim, who had already succeeded in one blow and achieved his goal, didn't even bother to fire again. If he continued to stay in the fully exposed machine gunner position for another second, he would be in greater danger.

You Japanese devils howling and screaming, what do you have to do with me, the Slavic superman?

Without saying a word, Alsim immediately jumped down from the engine hood of the tank, raised his hand and took off the AK on his back. Ignoring the screams of the Japanese that echoed in his ears, he immediately gave orders to the combat engineers beside him.

"We don't have much time, follow me immediately! Rush!"

""

He watched helplessly as two soldiers transporting gasoline who were about to return to the team were shot by a sudden burst of large-caliber firepower from the Russians. The gasoline barrel exploded and turned into a burning man, screaming in agony.

Captain Fujita's head was about to explode as his teeth almost shattered his mouth.

Seeing that there is only one last step before burning the military flag, something went wrong in this last and most critical process. How can we burn the military flag quickly without gasoline? Could it be that the Russians have noticed something and deliberately did this to stop themselves?

There are all kinds of possibilities, but Captain Fujita has no time to think about it carefully at the moment.

Even if the flag-burning speed is slow, it is better than sitting idle and doing nothing. In any case, the military flag must be burned first.

As long as the military flag is burned, even if he personally leads the team and all the jade pieces come to buy time for the flag burning.

Captain Fujita stood up immediately, turned around and ran quickly to the wooden box containing the military flag. He opened the lid of the wooden box and pulled out the military flag. He took out the lighter he was holding tightly in his hand and started lighting it.

"Company commander, the Japanese are planning to burn the flag! I took out the lighters!"

A soldier holding an SVT40 semi-automatic rifle loudly reported to the company commander, and in response was Alsim's unthinking order, which was immediately blurted out.

"Qian is good at shooting, let's fight! Don't let that Japanese guy burn the flag!"

"yes!"

Bang bang bang——

The soldier who had already raised his gun to aim immediately opened fire, firing three bursts of full-power 62mm bullets straight towards the target less than a hundred meters away.

"Uhhh!!!"

A shot in the stomach, a shot in the gun, and another shot in the knee.

Captain Fujita, who had "scored three dollars in a row" on the spot, screamed and fell to the ground. The military flag that had just been lit also fell to the ground.

The damage caused by the three rounds of 62mm full-power bullets was really huge. The knees were shattered, the whole hand was blown away, and even a hole was opened in the stomach. The blue-gray intestines gurgled out from the wounds opened by the tumbling bullets. One place.

"Drink-ha-ah-"

Fujita, who was seriously injured and unconscious, could feel death approaching. His internal organs, shattered by the rolling warheads, were rapidly devouring his remaining vitality.

Even though the right hand holding the lighter had been ripped off from the lower arm by the full-power 62 bullet, it was broken to the ground.

Colonel Fujita, who was struggling to crawl forward, still refused to give up. He raised his left hand with the last remaining strength and forcibly pulled out the tightly held lighter from the palm of his right hand that had been broken off beyond his control. .

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and dragged his remaining body, continuing to struggle towards the military flag that still had some sparks in its corner and was almost not burning anymore.

"As long as I can crawl through it, as long as I can get there."

Da da da--

Bang bang bang——

"The Russians are coming! Give it to the Turks! Oh my god, black card, on board!!!"

“Onboard!!!”

The shouts of the flag guard squad leader raising his sword and giving orders echoed in his ears. Dozens of Japanese soldiers straightened up their rifles with bayonets, and the howling screams of the charge filled the sky at the same time.

With all this echoing in his ears, Colonel Fujita was still struggling to crawl forward on the ground. The knees shattered by a gunshot were no longer enough to support him to stand up. Even crawling on the ground like a maggot was extremely laborious.

Knowing that time is running out, the last chance is just around the corner.

Colonel Fujita, who risked his last life to crawl forward, was about to see hope. The left hand holding the lighter was less than half a meter away from the military flag that fell on the ground. All he needed was one last click!

"That's it!"

Click——

Alsim, who rushed forward with quick eyes and quick hands, pulled out the hunting knife hanging from his waist and threw it out with his hand.

"ah!!!"

Fujita, who had already lost his right hand, now became symmetrical. The left hand supporting the crawling was the same as the right hand just now. It was chopped off by Alsim with a flying knife in the posture of holding a lighter.

There is indeed a reason for Alsim to throw the knife away instead of raising the gun to fight.

Alsim threw out the flying knife and didn't even have time to see the result. He didn't have time to raise his gun to meet the enemy. Alsim turned around instantly. Kankan dodged the bayonet of a Japanese soldier who was screaming and thrusting at him, almost missing the spot close to his chest.

Click——

The blade of the bayonet scraped against the armor on Alsim's chest and made a sharp and sharp sound, which showed how powerful the Japanese soldier was with his spear.

It was precisely because of the excessive force and the acceleration of the run-up that the Japanese soldier, who had thought that this blow would definitely hit, now missed and could not hold back the inertia of the forward thrust and continued to move forward.

But the steps under his feet are destined to end here. Alsim, with his sharp eyes and quick hands, will not let go of the opportunity that his opponent is unprepared for.

Firstly, I don't need to raise the gun, and secondly, I don't need the knife. I am confident that my physical skills are faster than raising the gun at this time.

He raised his left arm and hugged the Japs' neck and shoulders tightly, and took advantage of the Japs' opportunity to rush past him and pinch him under his arm.

Click——

The left arm grabbed the opponent's throat and instantly used force to lift it up. All the muscles in the entire left arm from the upper arm to the forearm swelled and the veins were exposed.

Before the rampaging Japanese soldiers had time to realize what was happening, Alsim's spine and neck were broken and twisted into twists. He let go of his left arm around the Japanese soldier's neck and his body instantly fell to the ground.

He grabbed the AK hanging from his waist and rushed forward without even looking at the fallen Japanese corpse.

Colonel Fujita, whose left and right hands were broken, has been "completely rendered harmless". At this time, even if he wants to pull a grenade and explode himself, it is nothing more than a dream.

Besides, this is no longer possible with such a serious injury.

Colonel Fujita, who was already breathing more air than taking in air, could not even see clearly what the Russian in front of him looked like. He could only see that the tall and strong Russian had already raised his gun casually.

Da da da--

Holding the AK with one hand, he casually pulled the trigger. Three consecutive bursts of bullets were sprayed in the blood mist, killing the old devil on the spot.

The flag-protecting team that had just launched the decisive charge was only knocked down by the full firepower of the AKs in the hands of Alsim and his group, which failed to cause any delay at all.

Thanks to this, Alsim, who was sprinting at the front of the team, had the opportunity to stop all this and complete the mission.

With one step, he stamped out the last remaining sparks on the fallen military flag, and the sounds of gunfire and gunfire that were still raging around him suddenly died down. The nearly dead Japs were no longer a threat to Alsim. He picked up the well-maintained military flag from the ground, took a look at it, and then spoke.

"After working on it for a long time, it turned out to be this thing. What kind of treasure do I think it is, just this broken military flag?"

After finishing firing a few wounded Japanese soldiers who were not dead on the spot, he rushed forward with the smoking AK holding the muzzle. Sulovechenko, who heard Alsim speaking like this, immediately replied.

"This thing is not simple. It is a thing that was personally taught by the Emperor of Japan. The Japanese devils value this thing more than their lives. Americans have never succeeded in getting this thing. You just picked it up today. Good stuff, Comrade Commander will definitely be happy.”

"What did you just say?"

Sulovechenko was stunned by Alsim's question and didn't realize what he meant. He subconsciously replied.

"I said this thing is not simple, even for Americans."

"No, let me tell you, what was the last sentence you just said?"

"Comrade Commander will definitely be happy."

"Um"

He nodded with satisfaction, then rolled up the slightly burned military flag in his hand, made it into a ball and held it in his hand.

Alsim said with a smile after accepting the trophy.

"No matter what it is, your last words are enough."

""

Sulovechenko, who was stunned by Alsim, shook his head and immediately waved to the soldiers to start cleaning the battlefield on the spot to check if there were any living Japanese so as not to be shot in the dark.

On the other side, Kulbalov, who personally led the main force to attack from the rear, penetrated the Japanese defense and annihilated them, had already jumped down from his command vehicle and landed on the ground.

"This anti-tank gun has been crushed to pieces by us. I don't understand why the Japanese think this thing can stop IS7. Didn't the Germans tell them that anything is invincible?"

"Maybe I forgot about it, but it doesn't matter. There will be plenty of opportunities to discuss it when they meet in hell. It just so happens that they all still believe in the existence of this thing."

The tank soldiers of the guard company who had just got off the bus were looking at the crushed remains of the Japanese 37mm anti-tank gun, and were enjoying talking about the "two-dimensional" scrap metal.

Kulbalov, who was looking around, found a place where soldiers were watching. When he got closer, he discovered that a corpse with an imaginative mind was sitting in a car, already dead.

"This Japanese major general collapsed himself, comrade division commander. He was already like this when we came here. His blood is still hot. He must have died not long ago."

The Nanbu Fourteen pistol that he had used to commit suicide was still in his mouth.

This broken gun, which was constantly malfunctioning, jamming and causing doubts about life, was successfully fired at the last moment when he swallowed the gun and committed suicide. Otherwise, it would be difficult for Morishima Kuronei, who was paraplegic, to commit suicide.

Kulbalov, who showed an indifferent attitude towards a Japanese major general, didn't care much about the scene in front of him, and immediately called the correspondent who was following him to give an order.

"Reporting to the military headquarters, our department has completed its set combat mission. The fleeing Japanese army has been intercepted and annihilated in the suburbs of the county. The entire army has been annihilated."