Chapter 2398 Red Fist (Part 2)

Comrades in the leadership division basically all know a story and a legend.

Legend has it that those fierce men wearing armor plates, with grenades on their waists, and often carrying captured German iron fists on their backs, were the most capable group of infantry in the entire leadership division.

They are few in number, but extremely powerful. They are an absolute nightmare for any fascist villain walking on the ground.

There is a popular saying in the leadership division: If you are an ordinary mechanized infantry, please note that if you encounter this group of "armored men" walking and fighting side by side with you on the battlefield, then this means Two things need to be understood.

First, you are in the most intense hand-to-hand infantry battlefield. The intensity of the battle may exceed any battle you have experienced in the past, especially for newcomers who have just arrived to lead the division.

Secondly, I need to congratulate you. Although the battle you face will be extremely fierce, it is nothing compared to these "armored men" around you. The support you can get from them is far greater than the difficulties caused by the fierce battle. bigger.

If you team up with these people and fight side by side, the battle you will face next will most likely be unfavorable. Even if you encounter difficulties, these "armored men" will charge forward, retreat behind, and be the first to stand on top. They will never let you charge into the battle in their place and fight the main force. They will only let you look at the two wings and kill the remaining soldiers to help fight the base.

These "armored men" have a common name: the Leader Division Combat Engineer Corps. The number of soldiers is so small that even the leader's division, which is known for its large organization, only has a total of two battalions, one for each heavy composite brigade, and the total strength is over a thousand people.

If the Leader Division is the absolute elite among the millions of Red Army, then this group of people is the elite among the elite. They are the "human tanks" and "steel infantry" who have transplanted the armor plate of the Stalin tank into the body. The Nazi prisoners who survived under their command called them the "Iron Butcher Commandos" in horror.

So much for the artistic rendering. Now, Alsim, who had just blown up the Kraut bunker with his men, had something to say.

"I'm asking you a question, kid! Is there anyone else trapped among you? I won't wipe your butts if you're too far away!"

Even the tone of this man who looked rough and strong was as cold and hard as the armor plate on his chest, but it was this seemingly ruthless coldness and hardness that turned the tide of the battle and resolved the crisis.

"There is another one. Our squad leader went out to blow up the bunker. He hasn't come back yet. He's over there."

"Um?"

Following the direction of the little kid's finger in front of him, Alsim looked up and saw a prostrate figure that had almost climbed to the edge of the trench. Without saying a word, he pressed his upper body against the wall of the trench and stretched out. He stretched out his big hand and grabbed the squad leader's thick hair. He pulled him into the trench like a chicken and threw it away. on the ground.

"I crawled out physically and blew up the bunker before I was killed by the Nazis. You're so brave, you're so lucky!"

"How about it, are you interested in doing it with me? I'll open the back door for you, come and fight with the engineering troops, take out all the eggs of those bastards, and kill their shit!"

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The originally okay hair style had been turned into a chicken coop by those calloused hands. The squad leader, who had no time to straighten his hair style and had no resentment towards Shangguan, knew what had just happened and just quickly thanked the big brother in front of him. Saved his life and that of his brothers.

"I don't have this idea at the moment. Thank you for your invitation. Thank you for saving me and my comrades in the same class."

"It's a pity, but if you change your mind, you are welcome to come to me at any time. My name is Alsim, just tell me my name, and all the division commanders and comrades will recognize me."

Also taking advantage of this conversation, the squad leader, who had just narrowly escaped death, finally saw clearly what saved his life. It was a new gadget that he had never seen before.

It was lifted into the hands of two tall men who looked like tough men in the Combat Engineer Corps. The iron pipe, which was thicker than the girl's wrist, was like a toothpick in their hands. The iron pipe remained on the front end. A plume of green smoke and the super-caliber warhead they had just taken out of the ammunition carrier and were about to be reloaded all silently explained the purpose and principle of this thing.

Eighty percent of it is something similar to the Kraut's Iron Fist in principle, but it can be reloaded and reused. Just now, it was the multi-gun fire and focused fire of this thing that blew up the Kraut's bunker from another shooting angle. Hell, there is no need to say more about whether this power is great or not.

"Is that a new weapon? For combat engineers?"

Before the squad leader, who was thinking about something in his heart, could speak, the squad deputy beside him couldn't help but speak up first.

"What do you mean? Our domestically produced products, although there are still some problems, are much better than the German guy's tattered mop stick. I believe you have experienced it."

While mumbling, Alsim changed the magazine of the AK in his hand. The violent desire to slaughter in his heart did not diminish at all. Alsim, who was surging up, no longer had the intention to continue talking nonsense, and saved a wave of his own people. There are more important things to do after that.

"Keep going! Come with me, we're going to level this mountain today!"

"Ula!"

"Ula!"

"Can't wait to smash these naughties!"

Looking at the group of armored men in front of them whose murderous intent was boiling like boiling water, and hearing the killing of Fahis, the armored men were as excited as chicken blood. The squad leader who just said he didn't want it was a little shaken for a moment. Although he could Stay true to yourself but still make some changes.

"Let us join. We have assault rifles and the latest machine guns! My soldiers are also experienced and will definitely be able to help you!"

Originally, my mission was to continue to advance along this communication trench and bulldoze any Germans who dared to block it. Now that there were people going in the same direction as me, it seemed that it was not a bad idea or even a matter of course to join them.

After all, they are really stronger, and the strong can often survive to the end on a cruel and hellish battlefield.

No matter how brave and fearless the soldier is, he still wants to live to see the day when the Patriotic War is won. After all, he has come so far, how can he fall at this last moment? Even if it is because of this, it is not a bad idea to follow the strong auxiliary. We are all comrades.

"Are you joining?"

After a wave of assaults, Alsim took a breather and was about to continue on the road. He glanced up and down at the group of "physically bullet-resistant" people in front of him. Although they didn't look like his brothers, at least they were pretty good. It seems that it is not a bad idea to nod and agree with the principle of "there is strength in numbers".

"Then come with me. You obey my command. Let's go!"

The infantry in the front are charging in depth along various cover nodes that can be found and utilized. The self-propelled artillery groups in the rear are still raising their barrels and spitting out tongues of fire, preventing any large-scale Germans from running away or approaching for support. .

And Malashenko, who is far from satisfied with this, is still planning an even bigger "surprise". The most destructive force under the leader's division organization has just arrived at the edge of the highland and is ready, waiting for Malashenko to Give an order.