Chapter 2315 The End

The King Tiger brigade, which had solved the difficult problem, returned to the battle. The US military, which had lost only its anti-armor firepower, soon felt the pressure. It was an irresistible pressure that hit them like a storm. Google search reading

"Damn, those Tiger Kings are indestructible! How do we deal with these monsters!?"

"Get back, get back! Get back! We gotta get out of here!"

"The Tiger King is taking aim, get out of the way"

Boom——

Another whistling 88mm high-explosive grenade was poured into the living room on the first floor along the display window with a shrill whistling sound.

Several American soldiers who had just retreated into the store were blown to pieces on the spot and flew upside down. The moment the projectile charge exploded, it turned into steaming flames and scattered in all directions. You can even see the blood mist that has been stripped from the human body floating in the air, disappearing in an instant at a speed that the naked eye cannot keep up with, covering the wall like street graffiti, which is shocking.

"Without anti-tank weapons, those bazookas can't deal with this monster! You will die if you stay here, so get out of here!"

The American soldiers who were shaken and staggered on the second floor no longer dared to stay any longer. The shaking and violent explosions coming from the first floor, and the crumbling, creaking and dilapidated house were simply too bad to be worse.

Staying here can no longer be said to mean continuing to fight those Germans, but simply to die. The infantry weapons in hand are of no use except to anger the Tiger King. Leaving this damn place quickly is the only option at the moment. choose.

"How do we go? The stairs were blown to pieces, and now we can't go down to the first floor!"

Holding the Garand and tilting his helmet, the American rifleman closest to the stairwell turned around and shouted to his comrades. The panic in his words was exposed without any disguise, even those eyes Everything that comes out of it is full of fear.

Da da da da——

Bang bang bang——

咻咻----

I don’t know whether it was on the road or the German infantry who had already attacked downstairs were shooting wildly. Countless bullets hit the walls, window sills, and the wooden furniture in the room on the second floor. They were like beans, and their crazy firepower was even worse than the few remaining American troops in this room.

"Jump out of the window! Damn it, there's no other choice! Hurry up and jump out of the window!"

"Jump out of the window? Are you crazy!? It's at least five or six meters above the ground. If you jump, you'll have to break one of your legs if you don't fall to your death!"

"Then what do you think we should do? Stay here and be beaten to death by the Germans, or wait until the house collapses and be smashed to pieces!?"

""

The big American soldier, who was shouting and denying jumping out of the window and holding a BAR Browning automatic rifle, stopped talking. He was really speechless and speechless for a moment.

His head and body were covered with sawdust and flying ash from the German shelling and random gunfire. Time was still passing by minute by minute, but the squad leader who suggested jumping out of the window and holding a Thompson submachine gun couldn't wait any longer. Once he got down, he didn't have time to continue wasting time and life with this hesitant, nagging fool.

"If you want to dance or not, I'm leaving!"

"Fake! Damn, wait for me, follow me!"

When a group of people are hesitant about something, the person who takes action first can often trigger a chain effect. As long as one person takes action, a group of people will follow suit, as is the case now.

The squad leader, who was holding a Thompson submachine gun, kicked his legs, jumped up and rushed towards the window. He used the helmet on his head as a "battery ram" and aimed it at the window.

Only a few glass shards and empty window frames were left hanging on the windows that had been shattered long ago. The sharp glass shards mercilessly cut open the backs of the squad leader's hands and cuffs, leaving traces of blood, but they were already there. The squad leader who smashed the window frame with his head didn't care about this at all. If he didn't care about these things, he might as well prepare for the landing.

He put his hands around the back of his neck, fixed his neck, and curled up like a shrimp as much as possible. Mr. Monitor, who fell out of the second-floor window like a meat ball, was lucky enough to land on his back first, but he still rolled forward for two full seconds. He stopped only after a distance of three meters. He lay down on the ground like a piece of rotten flesh with his backbone ripped out, breathing heavily, and it was extremely difficult to move even if he wanted to.

Boom——

"Oh shit!!!"

He was lying on his back on the ground and still breathing heavily. Mr. Monitor never expected that a violent explosion suddenly occurred on the second floor where he had just escaped. The wall was torn apart and shattered, and flames spread. Spurting out from it, countless masonry debris was thrown out like rain and fell straight down towards him.

The only thing Mr. Monitor could do at this moment was to protect himself. He was so shaken from the fall that he didn't have the strength yet.

Instead, he watched the old man holding the BAR in his hand and jumping out of the window right after him. He was still in mid-air and had not yet landed. He was swallowed up by the flames rushing out of the window behind his butt. He was like a naughty boy. Like a discarded doll, it flew out in mid-air under the sudden impact.

"Tommy!!!"

Ignoring the masonry debris falling like a meteor shower around him, the squad leader struggled to crawl on the ground holding on to his body in severe pain. He felt as if his waist was broken. The injuries caused by jumping off the building were obviously not as severe. Expect the best and be lucky.

But he couldn't care about that at the moment. The old man who was thrown away by the blast wave fell on the curb a few meters away, motionless, making people feel terrified just looking at him.

The squad leader, who fantasized about "never die", gritted his teeth and tried to crawl over to save people. However, he could not even stand up when he was already crossing the river. How could he save people with such speed as he was struggling and crawling? Soon?

"Over here! A Yankee jumped off the building, over here!"

""

Still thinking about the squad leader who was struggling to crawl forward, he was shocked and his body was stunned.

He no longer cared to think about how the Germans saw someone jumping off the building just now. He only knew that there was a large group of Germans rushing towards this direction, shouting that he could still understand some basic German, and he had to do something about it. Order something.

"You stupid son of a bitch! Come on, I'll take you on the road with me!"

The Thompson submachine gun in his hand had already been thrown away. The squad leader reached out and grabbed the grenade hanging on his shoulder and was ready to hit the road. But sometimes this fate likes to play the saddest jokes on people, even when you are ready to die.

Snapped--

A big flying foot stepped through the air from behind and directly stepped on the squad leader's right hand, knocking the grenade just held in the palm of his hand directly to his feet.

Before the wailing sound of his palms being trampled to pieces could be heard, a series of merciless gunshots fired from behind.