Chapter 1150 Condensing Storm

The gunner's extremely gratifying admiration echoed in the tank cap and the built-in earphones attached to his ears. Lavrinenko, half leaning out of the turret, took three seconds to take a final look at the four Germans. With a glance of the stick, the right hand hanging in mid-air fell straight down instantly like an ancient guillotine.

Da da da--

Bang bang bang——

The intensive gunfire like gongs and drums lasted less than three seconds for a breath. One by one of the dozens of Red Army soldiers present, no one chose not to pull the trigger in their hands just now, even if it was a bolt-action type. Mosin-Nagant also fired a bullet.

The dance of blood that stirred in the air quickly dissipated, and was replaced by four corpses that fell backwards to the ground like sacks.

If there is an opportunity to record weight, it is obviously not difficult to find based on the data.

Basically, each of the four SS men who were shot to death by dozens of small arms weighed a little more than they did at the last second of their lives.

Eliminate the possibility, there is no doubt that the extra weight is the sum of the weight of the warheads remaining in the body.

Not to mention killing a human being, the bullets that penetrated the body would still be shot to pieces without any other possibility, even if the creatures present were replaced by four rhinoceroses.

From the beginning, Lavrinenko never thought about capturing these SS soldiers alive.

First of all, the situation did not allow it. If a few prisoners of war were captured before the battle was over, it was necessary to allocate personnel for armed custody. This also ran the risk of the prisoners rioting and possibly grabbing guns and killing people at any time.

With this time, Lavrinenko felt that he might as well settle the matter in one go, so as to free up a few soldiers to deal with the next battle.

Secondly, this is purely due to Lavrinenko's personal emotions.

It is true that Lavrinenko’s hometown and Malashenko’s are from the same village. The two brothers were born in a village on the outskirts of Moscow, played together, studied together, grew up together, and even entered the classroom of the Tank Corps School together. This is the real meaning. A great friend.

But when it came to dealing with the SS, Lavrinenko went far more extreme than Malashenko, who would arrest people alive for interrogation of intelligence. He even showed his resentment and anger unabashedly in front of anyone. anger.

Lavrinenko has made many public statements more than once, saying that only dead SS soldiers can be considered "good" SS soldiers who have been cleansed of their sins and successfully atone for their sins. Keeping these bastards alive is a violation of the Soviet Union. People commit crimes.

No one refuted Lavrinenko's remarks, and there were a large number of people who cheered loudly.

Even Political Commissar Petrov, who has always opposed the killing of prisoners, did not express any objection. After all, after seeing those scum in human skin, even a seven or eight-year-old girl could deliver food and help to the Red Army. He was hanged from a tree on the pretext of being a guerrilla, and a sign was hung around his neck that read, "This is what will happen to you."

Political Commissar Petrov, who originally thought he had seen the cruel methods of the White Bandits, chose to revise his understanding. Once and for all, these inhuman bipedal beasts were removed from the list of "soldiers" defined by themselves.

"These bipedal beasts are not soldiers at all, so there is no need to treat them like soldiers. After we strategically counterattack and regain Eastern Europe in the future, Comrade Political Commissar. Believe me, you will see biliterati in The most horrific scenes described in the novel are a hundred or a thousand times more chilling, and they were all created by these SS men.”

"At that time, Lavry will not regret his words and deeds today, but will only be more determined that his original idea was correct. And you, comrade political commissar, and many kind-hearted soldiers, commanders, and political comrades will also "To think that killing these pigs and dogs with one shot is simply the greatest kindness in the world."

When Malashenko said this, Lavrinenko happened to be present. I remember that that day was a "dinner table meeting" of the brigade leadership team. The core commanders and fighters of the 1st Stalin Guards Heavy Tank Brigade were sitting around the table. In front of each other, they hugged their respective lunch boxes while eating and talking.

To be honest, Lavrinenko was very grateful to Malashenko for speaking on his side that day.

Even though Comrade Political Commissar never expressed any objection or refutation, good brothers are good brothers, and it is undoubtedly a joy to have Malashenko to speak for him.

"These idiots are cheap. We should load them with grenades and send them on their way. I'll do it myself."

The gunner whispered his dissatisfaction and babbled in the car. The loader on the side leaned against the first ammunition rack at the end of the turret behind him. He took out the lighter in his pocket to light the cigarette in his mouth and said. .

"There are 11 grenades and only 7 armor-piercing rounds left. If I were you, I would use them sparingly and not use them to blast a pile of smelly meat."

The 122** tube is thick enough and powerful enough, but the super-large warhead and tall propellant cartridge are a problem. Even a huge "super tank" like the IS6 cannot carry many, as the loader said. It's true.

"Kurbalov, how is the situation over there?"

"We are fighting, and the German troops are coming in a steady stream! Nearly twenty German vehicles have entered the fighting range. Support had better arrive quickly!"

Lavrinenko, who was holding the radio transmitter in his hand, frowned and simply replied, "Hold on, we'll rush over right now." Then he put down the things in his hands and shouted orders to the people around him.

"Follow the tanks! Support our comrades and set off!"

The roaring diesel engine drove the huge and heavy steel body to rise again. Before Lavrinenko, who was preparing to go to battle again, had time to return to the turret, a voice with bad news came over the radio again. .

"Comrade Deputy Brigade Commander, enemies have been spotted east of the village! German tanks are charging towards us!"

In the west, Kulbalov was leading his men to desperately stop the large SS troops from rushing into the village. Now, extremely bad news came from the east end of the village. Lavrinenko, who was stunned for a moment as if he had been struck by lightning, immediately picked up the radio transmitter and pressed the button.

"How many are there? How far away!?"

"It's very close, less than two kilometers away! They rushed out from behind the gentle slope, and there are a large number of infantry hanging outside the tanks! What should we do? Please give the order!"

The sound coming from the light reconnaissance tank detachment was very clear, and the attack from the front and back, which was worse than the sudden encounter, came so suddenly that Lavrinenko even hesitated for a moment to order a retreat immediately.

Fortunately, before he finally made his decision, in just a few seconds, that exciting and all-too-familiar voice finally turned into radio waves and reached his ears at this last critical moment.

"Lavery, we have seen the outskirts of the village, report the situation!"