Chapter 2927 You can’t save anyone

Looking at the blood mist spraying from the lieutenant general's chest, staring at the ferocious smiling face peeking out from behind the lieutenant general's head, an expression called "pleasure" appeared on his face.

"Farewell, dear comrade political commissar."

He put his mouth into the ear of the dying lieutenant general who had been stabbed through the chest from behind. There was no sadness, no sympathy, no guilt or guilt in the whispered words. Only joyful excitement and pleasure filled the words. , flowing continuously.

"Send my regards to my comrades."

Poof——

The sharp and heavy knife was pulled out from the chest with all his strength, and the blood vessels that had lost their obstructions spurted out an even greater amount of uncontrollable blood, all of which washed into the air and turned into blood mist.

Plop——

Like a puppet with its strings cut out of control, he was released by two SS soldiers escorting his shoulders. The completely unresponsive Lieutenant General immediately fell to the ground limply, with scarlet blood dripping from his eyes. Soon it flowed down the stairs from the terrible wound and stained the stairs red.

"You can't save your company deputy brother, you can't save the captured comrade general, you can't save anyone."

"Now, are you starting to understand what I'm saying? My kind."

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Alsim gritted his teeth with his fists clenched so tightly that he could almost dig his fingernails into his flesh. He was frozen in place, his body trembling with excessive anger, unable to say a word.

Unprecedented rage has burned through Alsim's body. He has never wanted to kill a creature so much as now, and his hatred is indescribable.

The remaining dozen or so prisoners ranging from school officers to lieutenants to ordinary soldiers are still in their hands, and they are still in the state of fresh meat.

The confident Heisenberg was not in a hurry to announce the start of the battle. He just lingered on the spot and played with the heavy knife that was already stained with blood. Holding it between your index finger and thumb, you gently wiped away the blood stains on the blade. With a flick of the knife, the remaining blood on the blade was wiped away. In the next second, the blade was already sheathed.

"You are so ignorant and so disappointing to me, fellow human being."

"Do it!"

At that moment when the bastard sheathed his sword, Alsim, who believed that his judgment was not wrong, knew that the time to act had come. His powerful and sharp reflex nerves drove his body to start taking action before the actual mutation came.

Da da da da——

A dozen Red Army prisoners who were shot from behind by automatic weapons almost twitched and fell down at the same time. However, the SS soldiers at the front who had loaded their bullets picked up the weapons in their hands on the spot without saying a word, raised their guns and shot.

The dense barrage almost followed the gunshots that killed the prisoners. Alsim, whose reactions and movements were as fast as an arrow, had already ducked behind the nearest bunker at this moment. Fell sideways to the ground.

The 92mm medium-power rifle bullet fired by Yisui's STG44 rifle hit the stone steps near the center of the venue with blazing heat. Alsim, who was clinging to the steps and almost hiding in the blind spot of the shooting, escaped temporarily. The crackling debris hit by the rifle bullet stung his face, which was really painful as if it were piercing his flesh.

"Fight! Cover the company commander! Fire!!!"

Alsim in front suffered the consequences, but Sulovchenko, who had been keeping an eye on the situation and was well prepared, immediately gave the decisive order. The 62mm intermediate-power rifle bullet was fired before the enemy's bullets hit Alsim. , go straight to the goal.

Da da da da——

Da da da--

Crack, crackle, squeak, squeak—

As soon as the automatic rifles on both sides started fighting, the battle scene directly entered a white-hot state and was extremely fierce.

"Machine gunner! Cover!!!"

As soon as Sulovchenko opened his mouth while barking orders, the strong machine gunner who grabbed the bipod and used it as a grip was already firing fiercely from a kneeling position.

The dead trigger and a hundred rounds of high-capacity ammunition belt fired an unusually dense barrage, and a group of SS soldiers who were looking for a bunker in front of the podium were instantly suppressed.

Seizing the opportunity, Alsim immediately rolled around and dodged away from the less-than-reliable temporary bunker.

The soles of his feet and the posture of getting up had just touched the next bunker. Alsim's right eye, with the AK already raised in his hand, was pointed at the head of the SS soldier who had just changed the magazine and was about to raise the gun. It was a series of fatal shots.

Da da da--

Snapped--

The dung spoon covering the top of his head could not block the powerful force of the 62mm rifle bullet. A total of three bullets were fired into the skull and the face door, killing the good guy on the spot less than half a minute after the prisoner was shot. The watermelon was smashed into pieces, and the thick and even red and white stuff splashed all over the floor.

Da da da da——

The enemy's retaliatory firepower came extremely quickly. Alsim, who was not greedy for killing people, hid in the newly found bunker in time - behind the thick stone pillars supporting the parliament hall. The strong material can block even small-caliber machine gun shells, but it is not afraid of mere rifle bullets.

"It's a pity that your ignorance is in direct proportion to your killing skills. It's such a pity."

That bastard whose head was filled with who-knows-who-is-the-dungeon Aulai was still grinning in the middle of a storm of firefights.

Alsim, who had broken his skin, didn't hide it, and he didn't have any scruples. He blurted out a curse with a Siberian flavor.

"You bastard! Don't run away if you can! Grandpa, I'll kill you right here, skin you and hang it on a street lamp!"

"How can that be done? I still have several venues that I haven't introduced to you. This is just the first venue."

"Keep going, soldier! The faster you go, the faster it will be when we meet again! Don't make me wait for you too long. I'm not the only one who wants to kill you in this building!"

"Damn Suka's cowardly bastard!"

I wanted to get up and chase him, but found that it was almost impossible.

Alsim's company has always enjoyed the pleasure of suppressing the enemy with unilateral firepower. Only now did Alsim realize what it feels like to fight against a group of enemies who are also armed with automatic rifles and all equipped with rifle-level automatic firepower.

In this kind of exchange of fire, both sides are evenly matched. I can't catch up and you can't attack the delicate balance. The core support point is the bunker of each other. Whoever leaves the bunker first will die first and be beaten into a hornet's nest first. This is the only truth at this moment.

With half the distance between them, it was impossible to say that they could catch up with them even though they had almost the same firepower.

That would undoubtedly come at the cost of corpses all over the ground, and it was something that Alsim, who had always accepted Malashenko's teachings and indoctrination, could not accept. Now it was far from being able to attack at all costs.

It was obviously not worth it for such a perverted and crazy SS scumbag and his minions.

When Sayazi ran away, a group of SS soldiers left a mess on the ground and left in a hurry.

Alsim, who led his team to the podium area, watched helplessly at the corpses lying all over the floor in front of him. There were both SS soldiers and prisoners of his own. Blood and red and white things were sprinkled all over the floor. He was shocked. After patting his shoulder, Sulovechenko's kind words came first.

"Don't fall for the trap! The only purpose of this is to anger you and lure you into taking the bait. We don't know what else is waiting for us ahead, so stay calm!"

Not only Alsim knew that the perverted bastard was coming for him, Sulovechenko who witnessed the whole process also knew it, and even every brother combat engineer fighting side by side knew it very well.

"Keep moving forward, the goal remains unchanged! Take the flag to the roof and plant it according to the planned plan, that's it."

Wow——

He pulled the charging handle of the AK that had just replaced the magazine in his hand, raised the gun again and moved forward in the direction where the enemy had just escaped.

Looking at Alsim's back, I was still a little worried, or rather uneasy.

Sulovechenko, who was convinced that he had to follow Alsim closely, immediately waved and led a group of brothers around him to catch up with Alsim.

The only thing left in this bloody parliament hall was the stunned figures of the follow-up brother troops who rushed in through the side door of the venue as Alsim and his party continued to move forward and left.

"Damn! What happened here? These are our people, captured comrades!"

"Report to your superiors, quickly! Report the situation here!"

"Sasha, if you are quick on your feet, take Medvedchenko with you to run and report! The remaining people will build defenses on the spot, establish forward assembly points, and set up the machine guns quickly! Hurry!"