Chapter 2892 Thirty-seven open

"What kind of enemy will we encounter?"

"It's the same as before, a group of die-hard Nazis who claim to be the Führer's most loyal warriors. The SS itself is extreme enough, but these guys, hey, the most extreme of extremists, can be assigned to None of the SS soldiers who came to perform defensive tasks in Area Z were good at it. You can laugh at their lack of tactical literacy, but there is no doubt about their fanaticism.”

With last night's outstanding performance and successful precedent, Krauser and his dozen brothers were able to stay in Alsim Company temporarily.

Of course, this is not mandatory, but a choice made by Krauser and his brothers.

As for the reason?

In Krauser's own words, as a true German, isn't it a normal act to destroy the Nazis who destroyed his hometown and dragged countless compatriots into hell? It would be better to say that just because he is a real German, he wants to personally push Nazui who has fallen into hell to relieve the hatred in his heart.

But maybe it was out of cherishment of his own life. After all, he had to cherish his life even more after the extremely risky operation he had just done. Krauser and his brothers stated that they no longer wanted to participate in the next battle, but would provide necessary advice and all indirect combat support as combat advisors.

As long as you are willing, Krauser said, you can just let him and his brothers make tea and cook for the Red Army.

As for going to the battlefield

Unless you are forced by you Slavs with a gun, at least until your subjective will changes, you are not willing to get involved in the current situation.

After listening to Krauser's description of the enemy's situation, Alsim, who did not understand German, could not speak and was confused. Such details did not escape Krauser's eyes.

"Maybe it would be better if I spoke in Russian?"

Krauser, who spent a long time on the Eastern Front, has a fairly good command of Russian.

Although it sounds a bit lame and not as good as Sulovechenko's German, it is at least as good as Alsim can understand.

After receiving a positive reply, Krauser did not hesitate much, and then completely repeated what he had just said in German in Russian.

"Do you know the strength of the enemy's troops? What are their weapons and equipment?"

Alsim asked quietly while looking at the map, but Krauser's answer was not so satisfactory.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a lieutenant and company deputy of the Wehrmacht, not the leader of the SS, so I don't know the specific details."

"But I know that the entire defense force in Zone Z is composed of two independent SS armored divisions, one is the Reich and the other is the Skull. As for the equipment, you have also seen it. They have tanks, but there are not many left.

"Other equipment, such as machine guns, rocket launchers, mortars, and even anti-tank missiles, everything is available. They are almost the best-equipped troops in the entire city of Berlin. The Shampoo used all his best-quality equipment in the last few days to supply it. The SS, that's it."

"So if I were you, I'd be very careful."

"Although half of the ruined building of the Ministry of Interior was blown up by British bombers, I bet that the SS troops in the remaining half of the ruined building are ready to fight you to the end, and they will not leave their lives in your hands. They will never give up. Kill them all, leave no one alive, and then you can move on."

"This is not to say that I borrowed a knife to kill people and used your hands to avenge myself, but you will soon understand their madness. I am just a kind reminder, nothing more."

Krauser, who took off his helmet and was talking casually, had the appearance common to most German military officers.

She has short blond hair styled in a German military-style slick. Although her hair is messy and hasn’t been washed for several days, she still has to maintain her grace even in such a bad situation. The basic slicked-back style can still be seen, with a pair of azure blue His eyes were silently telling him all the time that he was the "high-quality human race" described by the hair-washer.

But it happened that this "high-quality race" betrayed him at the last moment, and even turned back to help the Russians to kill him. This has to be said to be a great irony.

"Are there any troops from your National Defense Force in this area?"

Feeling that there were no more meaningful questions to ask, Alsim immediately asked Krauser the last question, and received an uncertain answer from the latter.

"Probably. I don't know if our division's headquarters has been moved. If you hadn't left Area Z, you might have encountered a group of paratroopers. Most of our comrades and the remnants around the division headquarters were wiped out by you. Or captured."

"So even if there is one, it's just a bonus for killing a large number of SS soldiers?"

"Your description is quite strange, but I don't deny that it is indeed the case."

"very good."

Click——

Before he finished speaking, he had already pulled the charging handle and loaded the bullet of the assault rifle into the chamber. Alsim, who couldn't wait to start a killing spree, took the lead and walked out.

"If nothing happens, come here quickly. I'll gather the troops first. Move quickly."

""

Looking at the back of the big Slavic man who had just left, Krauser always felt that this was a "weirdo" but was not familiar with him. In the end, he could only turn around and face Sulovechenko, who was more familiar with him. Open your mouth.

"Is this person very powerful? Why does he look more awesome than you? He is so mysterious."

""

At least this was the first time Sulovechenko heard such a question from a German.

But it's no wonder. After all, Alsim didn't use his fighting skills very much, and he didn't enter a red-eyed blood-rage state. The bridgehead defense battle last night ended quickly. Krauser, who had never seen Alsim's true ability, It is understandable to ask this question.

"If I tell you that if you come with me, you may not be able to beat him in a knife fight or a hand-to-hand fight. Do you believe it?"

""

Krauser, who really wanted to ask, "Is it so evil?" hesitated for a moment, then thought about it and swallowed it back. Sulovechenko must have a reason for saying this. People have to bow their heads under the eaves, so why bother to refute something.

"Okay, then at least we still have a 70% winning rate when we play together, which is high enough, so it's not too bad."

"No, you made a mistake"

He picked up the AK leaning on the table leg from the corner of the table and loaded the bullets. He picked up the helmet on the table and slapped it on his head. Sulovchenko, who was talking as he walked out, pulled back at the last moment. Add half a sentence.

"He's seven, you and I add up to three."

"If the corpses of the Germans who died in his hands were piled together and burned, they would be enough to fill the largest crematorium in Auschwitz."