Chapter 1507 Extremely Disgusting

There are many ways to die in one's life. Whether it is an accidental death or a natural death, it is not too bad. As long as someone comes to collect your body, it can always be considered happy.

Yes, at this moment, Malashenko really wants to use the word "happiness" to describe those lucky people who died relatively intact and had someone to collect their bodies.

Before crossing to this alien world, Malashenko at that time, no, to be precise, it should be Lin Jie, when he was a child, he helped with housework and helped his mother prepare New Year's goods. He often helped to fill the family with handmade sausages for the New Year.

The specific operation process is also very simple. Put a large piece of pork into the meat inlet of the meat grinder, and then hold the handle of the meat grinder to manually grind the meat. Then you can see the minced pork against the cleaned pig intestines, and it is spit out from the meat outlet of the meat grinder little by little, and the sausages are formed.

In the era when there was no electric meat grinder, Lin Jie especially liked to help his mother fill sausages during the New Year.

It's not that Lin Jie loves doing housework, but because he thinks that kind of hand-cranked meat grinder is like an old-fashioned hand-cranked Gatling machine gun, and it's fun to play with it! It's the same as the "bolt sniper" and "triangle pistol" that everyone played with when they were children. Who hasn't done this when boys are still little brats?

However, Malashenko now thinks of the meat grinder in his previous life, not because the meat grinder that looks like a hand-cranked Gatling is so fun. It's because the human remains, minced meat, broken limbs, and scarlet things that can be seen everywhere on the ground in front of him are just as broken as the pork stuffed into the meat grinder in his memory.

"I should have expected this to happen earlier. These damn SS soldiers were bombed so hard that they couldn't even fight together. Who knows if they were bombed by 152 or 203 before they died"

When the artillery fire is fierce to a certain extent and causes qualitative changes, similar scenes can be seen on the ruins of the positions covered by artillery fire.

The degree of the broken bodies is proportional to the intensity of the artillery fire. The more intense the artillery fire, the more miserable and unbearable the bodies are! However, Malashenko, who is familiar with this, has never seen a large number of bodies being bombed into this state. Even in the most tragic battle experienced by Comrade Lao Ma: the Battle of Stalingrad, such disgusting scenes that made veterans feel sick and nauseous were unprecedented and unheard of. The density of broken meat, limbs and human remains exceeded imagination. "Is it those Germans? Those SS fascists???" "What else? Do you think it's someone's sheep or a group of pigs that were bombed like this?" "Oh my God, I can't imagine how fierce the artillery fire is. I have never seen the Germans bombarded into this state, never! I haven't even seen it in my dreams. "It was a front-level artillery bombardment. I heard from Orsha. He was promoted to the staff of the division not long ago and the information was accurate. " "Front-level artillery bombardment? Oh, my dear Comrade Stalin, these Germans really died heroically. Such a small number of people enjoyed such top-notch service. "

"Hey! I say, don't just chat awkwardly, can you think about something serious? Now is not the freezing period, these rotten meats will cause plague if left here, and we will have to deal with them when the time comes. I want to vomit just by looking at them. Who is willing to deal with the rotten blood and rotten meat for these Germans? I don't want to!"

"This is not a matter of whether you want to or not. I don't want to be punished to clean the toilet, but I ended up picking up feces for a whole week? Some things have to be done by someone, whether you like it or not. "

There was no sound of gunfire from the battlefield ruins covered by unprecedented fierce artillery fire. The Red Army soldiers following closely behind their tanks began to chat in low voices.

This does not mean that everyone's military discipline is lax. It is just a normal reaction after seeing a scene that shocked them extremely. Imagine if you saw such a scene, wouldn't you complain or sigh? Everyone said one sentence and it naturally became one.

Malachenko, who had half of his head exposed outside the turret and was peeking around, could hear the whispers coming from all around. It was completely reasonable that the soldiers were shocked by such a scene. Malachenko did not intend to reprimand, scold, or make an impassioned speech. Comrade Division Commander did not have the time for this.

However, it was necessary to stop everyone's chattering in shock and start doing business. Malachenko, who had recovered from the extreme shock, picked up the radio transmitter, put it to his mouth, coughed twice, and then spoke softly.

"All crews continue to move forward, open your eyes wide! Open fire immediately upon seeing suspicious targets, use of all weapons permitted!"

"Received."

"Understood."

"Moving forward."

The rotten blood, rotten flesh and human remains that were abruptly placed on the ground and scattered everywhere were too widespread and too numerous. The huge Stalin heavy tanks simply could not deliberately change the planned route to avoid these things. In the end, they could only choose to ignore them and drive the heavy steel tracks straight over them.

"This is really disgusting, comrade commander! I can even feel the soft feeling coming from under our tracks. These fascist bastards are really disgusting even after they die! Suka!"

"Shut up and focus on your sights. If you miss the Germans, I will punish you to sweep toilets and carry feces for a month!"

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Knowing that Malashenko meant what he said, Iushkin shut his mouth tightly and stopped beeping. Malashenko, who had already closed the turret roof and was holding the commander's periscope with his eyes intently, soon I received a new report from the radio transmitter at hand.

"Comrade Division Commander, the identity of the enemy has been confirmed. The infantrymen checked the relatively complete remains of the corpses. They are the bastards of the SS Viking Division. They can't run away this time!"

The moment he heard the news from Kulbalov, Malashenko's feelings were complicated and indescribable.

Is it excitement?

It does contain excitement. After wandering around Cherkasy for so many days and spending so much effort, it can be said that the Vikings, a bunch of heartless and inhumane bastards, have been caught. This makes Mara How could Shenke not be excited? One of the biggest battle goals of Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division in Cherkasy was to completely kill the Viking Division, one of the four elite SS tanks.

It would be fine if it was just that simple. The problem is that Malashenko's mood and thoughts at this moment are far from that simple.