Chapter 2404 Fly higher

The method of annihilating an enemy by stuffing a grenade in the mouth and blowing the enemy's entire head into the sky is a bit special. Such a dangerous and skill-testing method of killing enemies, even the executor Alsim himself, after completing the "SSS" level kill just now, Still feeling frightened, he leaned against the trench and gasped for air.

"Suka! I almost lost my hand just now. Why did the one who should have used the pistol touch the grenade?"

Are you talking about deliberately using a grenade? That's really not the case.

As for the specific reason, it was because Alsim had just used his dominant right hand to hold the German's bayonet-mounted gun, leaving only his less dominant left hand free, reaching out to touch the right hand that was inserted diagonally into the chest strap. The pistol is somewhat awkward, laborious, and most importantly a waste of time.

It was inconvenient to take out a pistol. Alsim subconsciously didn't have time to think about it and just used it and ignored it. When he touched the armed belt at his waist, he only found a grenade.

Okay, a grenade is a grenade. A grenade is a weapon, so it doesn’t mean it can’t be used. Even if you hit someone in the face like a stone at close range, it will make him happy. Anyway, no one stipulates that grenades cannot be used as melee weapons.

It's just that as soon as the grenade was touched and held in his hand, the German guy opposite him opened his mouth "extremely cooperatively" on the spot. It was one of the subconscious actions that people basically make when exerting force, such as tug of war. Who didn’t yell with his mouth wide open when he was talking?

You opened your mouth as soon as I touched the grenade. If I didn't do something, wouldn't it be a bit too sorry for your hard work in cooperating? Um?

Alsim, who didn't want to think too much, had quick eyesight and quick hands. He seized the opportunity, grabbed the grenade he had just removed from the belt on his waist and thrust it forward, giving the German guy a big mouthful on the spot. It was firmly blocked in the mouth.

He retracted his left hand, and there was still a metallic grenade ring hanging on his index finger. Seeing the smoke coming from his mouth, the German suddenly panicked. The cold touch in his mouth and the smell of gunpowder filling his nostrils made him very nervous. He knew exactly what the hell was being shoved into his mouth at this moment.

Quickly let go of the bayonet and spear that you were holding tightly just a second ago, and open your teeth and claws, trying to take out the thing stuffed in your mouth. In the end, a person's desire to survive in a critical moment of life and death can still overcome the desire to die with the enemy. Desire is, in most cases, very normal.

However, Alsim obviously would not give the German guy a chance.

While retracting his left hand, he raised his right leg. With his right hand still holding the head of the German rifle tightly, he kicked the enemy's chest firmly on the spot.

The force of this big flying kick was so great that Li Ning on the German guy was barely able to kick him out of the way, assuming that the German guy really had Li Ning on him.

Both hands hurriedly raised and covered their mouths in an attempt to take out the grenades. In the end, they were kicked away before they could even touch their mouths. The whole body was completely out of balance and flew backwards, and finally fell back to the position where it had just climbed. He came out of the trench, facing up to the sky.

At this time, talking about racing against time and saving one's own life is basically nonsense.

The reaction time when a grenade was stuffed into his mouth, the time when he was kicked out and flying upside down in mid-air, and finally the time when he collapsed on his back in the trench and lost the ability to react.

If you still have time to reach out and dig out the grenade from your mouth, then it can only be said that the grenade made by the Soviet Union is really not very good. The fuse is so long, why don't you wait for the German to pick it up from under your feet and throw it back to you?

After the explosion, only the entire upper body, including the head, neck, and chest, was left. All half of the body was blown up by the grenade and the bones were flying. The body fell in the trench.

He picked up the AK that was full of bullets and replaced it with a new magazine. Alsim gathered the soldiers and continued to lead the team forward. He came to the place where he finally fell after the victory. The only thing that caught his eyes was the remaining corpse of the company. There were not many intestines, but half of the German corpse was scattered on the ground.

"I've killed many Germans before, but this is the first time I've seen someone killed like this. It's really weird."

The company mate on the side did not hesitate to praise and admire Alsim, but Alsim, who knew how dangerous the situation just now was, just changed his expression without comment, raised his head and continued to look at the few remaining people in the distance. German occupation area positions.

"It's just a fascist. It's not worth the nonsense. Keep going! Follow them all. This bunch of naughties has only one breath left! Charge up and kill them! Let's go!"

"Ula!"

As Alsim said, the remaining positions that are still in the hands of the Germans are only a tiny, insignificant piece. Looking down from a high altitude, it looks like it has been gnawed by mice with only a few dregs left. The cheese remnants were almost wiped out.

Similar to what Alsim did just now, the killing of German sticks was repeated repeatedly by Red Army soldiers holding various weapons almost everywhere in the entire position.

Killed by machine guns, picked to death by bayonets, shot to death by pistols, blown up by grenades, and blown to pieces by artillery shells

There are almost all kinds of strange ways to die, but the final result is completely consistent without any surprises.

Resistance can indeed delay time, but delaying time should eventually come to an end.

"Continue to attack! Put all the heavy firepower up, and don't get close to the battle that can be solved with shells and bullets! Blast these fascists to death! Destroy them!!!"

When Malashenko's cruel and ruthless orders filled the radio channel, those who stubbornly resisted the Germans were greeted only by countless bullets, artillery shells, and powerful explosions that tore flesh, blood, and bones.

"Load high-explosive bombs! Target, the corner of the German trenches directly ahead, where piles of ground rats are scurrying around!"

"Good high-explosive bombs!"

"give it to me!"

"Fire!"

Click——Boom——

The strong chemical energy released by the burning propellant was instantly ejected from the muzzle, and the roaring 130mm high-explosive grenade aimed at the nearby target with a wind-piercing scream that could tear the air. The target went straight away. In just a short moment, it hit the trench wall exactly where Malashenko wanted to hit, and the explosion went straight into the sky on the spot.

"Oh! Those German guys are flying, at least three stories high!"

"Fly, fly higher. The higher you fly, the more you can see the hair-washing man's mother. If that bastard really has a mother."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Amidst cheerful laughter, he reloaded the next round of strong 130 mm grenade into the smoking breech block that had spit out the shell casing, and prepared to fire again.

However, at this moment, Malashenko, who was holding the commander's periscope with one hand and closely observing the battlefield, raised the corner of his mouth and smiled wildly without saying a word.