Chapter 2867 The Last Elite

The uniformly dark black combat uniforms of the SS looked more like an internal police force than a serious front-line field elite.

But at the same time, the costumes of these people and the things in their hands silently tell you that they are coming for the battlefield with real swords and guns.

The MG17 aviation machine gun with a gun belt hung on the shoulder and a drum installed is now doing the dirty work of "idling". I just don’t know if these scumbags from the SS, who seem to be tall and powerful, can withstand a waist-shooting attack with such a fast-firing thing.

Except for the most conspicuous special machine gun, most of the others are holding STG44. The distribution rate is obviously much higher than that of the Wehrmacht Parachute Division troops across the bridge. This also confirms Krauser's "Party" It is said that the Guardsmen are the true sons of the head of state."

A small number of people held some strange things in their hands, and Sulovechenko didn't even recognize them at first.

After thinking about it carefully in my mind, I suddenly remembered that the gadgets these people were holding were the same as the aviation machine guns originally installed on the aircraft. They were not equipment of the German Army but the Air Force.

That thin, long gun that looks like a mop stick is the M30 three-barreled aviation survival gun of the German Air Force.

The rarity of this thing is considered to be among the best among all German standard weapons, even compared to the artillery Ruger and the like.

The extravagant Imperial Marshal, His Excellency Hermann Meyer, who lived happily on wine and morphine all day long, specially customized such a weapon for his noble pilots, which can launch single-headed bombs, Shotguns, and a weird three-barreled long gun with large-caliber Magnum rifle rounds.

The gun is a good gun. It is much better than the common Mauser 98K, which has a lot of bolts, but the price is really expensive.

The German Air Force, which was so expensive that it had nowhere to spend its military budget, finally felt that spending money on this thing was a bit too performance art and mentally retarded.

The original order output of 4,000 pieces was ended with only more than 2,000 pieces delivered.

Compared with the total strength of the German armed forces, which once reached 5 million when it was the largest, a standard firearm with only more than 2,000 mass-produced guns is naturally pitiful. In addition, it is exclusive to air force pilots, making it even more rare. Very rare and very, very hard to capture.

Even Karamov, the best weapons collector and the chief internal officer of the leader division, could only get two complete sets of this thing in a box after traveling around the battlefield for so long. Moreover, it was found from the wreckage of a German fighter jet that had not been recovered or blown up or burned after the crash landing. You can imagine how difficult it was to obtain this thing.

One of the two sets was kept by Karamov for his collection, while the other one was given to his old leader Comrade Vatutin as a gift by Malashenko, who borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha.

After all, this thing may not necessarily be useful in fighting, but if you want to hunt, then this is definitely a first-rate gun. How can you not be happy when you can experience the fun of hunting large beasts with three different powerful ammunition with one gun?

The reason why Sulovechenko recognized this thing was that he once went to the logistics department to do some errands to pick up some extra things. He happened to catch up with Comrade Karamov, the chief internal officer, who was tinkering with and maintaining his "best collection."

After getting permission, I curiously went to take a look and play with it. Not only was I deeply impressed, but I was even more amazed.

Recalling what happened before and seeing the scene now, Sulovechenko couldn't understand why such rare things were now in the hands of these SS soldiers on a large scale.

how? The building is about to collapse, the end of the empire is coming, and the treasures in the warehouse have begun to become worthless, have they become street commodities?

But I am still surprised. I know that no matter which of the three types of ammunition fired by this thing is picked out individually, Sulovechenko is a first-class and ruthless character. I also know better that if I encounter this thing in actual combat, I have to be careful, especially in a hand-to-hand street fighting environment.

12-gauge shotshells, 12-gauge single-point bullets, and 3X74mm Magnum rifle rounds

You can choose any of the three types of ammunition. If you get hit by any one of them, you will be either dead or crippled. It won't be a big deal if you lose an arm or a leg or even open a hole as big as a bowl. You will die on the spot without even having to call a doctor.

Street fighting and indoor combat environments where the combat distance is shortened and suppressed to the limit can minimize the weakness of this special firearm that is not suitable for long-distance combat, while infinitely amplifying its advantages of being powerful and suitable for close combat.

Until the three bullets of this thing are fired and the barrel is reloaded, it will be an extremely terrifying beast. At least this is the case in street fighting and indoor combat environments where hand-to-hand combat is close to hand-to-hand or even face-to-face. It is not a good thing to be pointed at by the enemy.

The thing in hand should be rare and rare; it should be high-end and high-end.

But what is even more surprising is that all of these SS bastards are wearing steel plate body armor that is basically copied from the Red Army combat engineers. They are all armored and armed to the teeth.

Aviation machine guns, aviation shotguns, plus assault rifles, and finally equipped with a steel plate body armor for everyone

"Damn it, Sokka! Where did these naughty bastards suddenly appear from nowhere? How many people are there in this bunch of bastards?"

Sulovchenko kept his mouth calm, but deep down he was already shocked to a certain extent. He was afraid that the bunch of idiots in front of him had too many things, and they were so evil and fanatical. He was afraid that this would be too much. The final battle in Zone Z where you attack the buildings after the bridge will be very difficult to fight.

Sulovechenko was quite surprised, but Krauser on the side was in slightly better condition.

Sulovechenko, who secretly glanced at this guy, discovered that Klose's expression and demeanor should not be the first time he saw this group of people. To be precise, he had known about the existence of such a group of people before, and should have seen it with his own eyes. Saw it.

But the current situation is that Sulovchenko has no chance to ask any more unnecessary questions, because the party member has a withered face like a living skeleton, and Sulovchenko described him as "looking like the leader of the gas chamber in a concentration camp" The Lieutenant Colonel of the Guards, while Sulovechenko was surprised, had already stepped forward, escorted by his entourage, and spoke quietly.

"I heard that all of you were wiped out before dusk, and your commander lost contact even earlier. Please tell me who you are, your journey, and your purpose of coming."

Facts have proved that the withered-faced SS leader not only looks like a living skeleton, but even the sound of his voice sounds like the skeleton's upper and lower jaws "creeping" in a fight. Just the sound of it is enough. It's unbearable, enough to make an average little kid shudder and wet his pants.

Faced with this question that was obviously preconceived and suspicious, Krauser, who knew that the process would not go smoothly and that his opponent would not be easy to deal with, swallowed the saliva he had been holding for a long time and spoke slowly.