Chapter 806 Exploding the Car

The first person to crawl out from under the tank was naturally Malashenko.

Worried that his grenade had not killed all the enemies, the comrade leader held the weapon in his hand tightly and carefully stood up from the back of the car, just like Jerry in Tom and Jerry sticking his head out of the hole to look for Tom. Likewise, he carefully pushed his head out along the rear of the car.

"Don't tell me, the German guy's grenade is so damn powerful!"

The dismembered corpses lay scattered on the ground, with half an arm thrown on the ground less than ten centimeters away from Malashenko's feet.

The smell of blood in the air is still fresh, like the hot and fishy smell of freshly slaughtered pigs in a slaughterhouse. The slightly pungent smell of incompletely burned gunpowder is the best proof that this is a battlefield and not a slaughterhouse.

"Uh-huh, cough, cough, cough."

A burst of intermittent gasping and moaning came. Malashenko, who was about to step forward to check, was startled on the spot. It was unexpected for Malashenko that there was still a living person under the explosion of a grenade at such a close range.

"Gan! There is actually someone alive. Your mother is so lucky!"

From the "corpse" lying face to face on the ground, there came a painful moan that represented a sign of life. The intermittent breathing showed that the source of the sound was obviously seriously injured and could even be said to be dying.

Malashenko, who did not dare to be careless, had just adjusted the muzzle of the Somi submachine gun in his hand, and then Iushkin, who climbed out from under the chassis of the car, also raised his weapon and stood on the horse. Next to Rashenko.

The gunner and the station, who looked at each other and exchanged glances, slowly stepped forward side by side, raised their legs and kicked the corpse on the ground, followed by a more painful sound.

"Help me, please, help me. I don't want to die here, I don't want to!"

It is true that Malashenko's German is very good, but a sentence composed of the most basic word components is still barely understandable. This German guy who just wanted to kill himself is actually asking him now. Pray for mercy! No, it would be more appropriate to say that he was asking himself to save his life.

To be honest, although Malashenko was a little surprised by the sudden request for help, it did not affect Malashenko's firm belief that he had no intention of saving the German guy's life from beginning to end.

The identity of the enemy who was still in a fierce exchange of fire was secondary. The main reason was that the German guy's entire lower body had been blown to pieces and was completely bloody. His intestines and internal organs were drooped on the ground for twenty or thirty centimeters, bleeding all over the floor. There is no need to save.

In addition, if Malashenko guessed correctly, the bloody thigh thrown on the ground about three meters away should belong to this "hemiplegic" seriously injured German soldier.

Seeing this, Malashenko, who knew there was no need to hesitate anymore, shook his head, then raised his hand with the Somi submachine gun in his hand and pointed it at the helmeted head of the seriously wounded German soldier and pulled the trigger. There was no hesitation in either his eyes or his movements.

Da da da da——

The 9X19mm Parabellum pistol bullet can easily penetrate the German standard M35 helmet at close range, without even the possibility of ricocheting.

After more than ten rounds of intensive gunfire, the good man's head covered in the helmet had been completely beaten into a wasp's nest-like paste. After twitching twice, the body was completely cold and dead.

Malashenko did not feel that he was being cruel. On the contrary, he felt that this was the best thing to do in the current situation.

If the person who was blown into two pieces and fell to the ground was himself, Malashenko would not only not beg for mercy from the enemy, but would beg for a quick death, because in this case, even if Hua Tuo was reincarnated, he would not be able to kill the person. To save him alive, struggling for even one second is equivalent to suffering in this world!

"There's nothing to see anymore, let's go."

Just as Malashenko and Iushkin stepped forward to check the situation, Seryosha and Kirill also got out of the car one after another with automatic fire self-defense weapons in their hands. Rather than saying that Malashenko came forward to check the number of heads harvested, it is better to say that Malashenko was just waiting for someone to pass the boring time.

The four-man vehicle team, with no one injured, began to act as serious infantry and was preparing to leave.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Malashenko, who had already taken one leg, suddenly turned around as if he remembered something, took out another M24 long-handled grenade from his waist, and started to move. While unscrewing the lid, he spoke to Iushkin, Kirill, and Seryosha beside him.

"Stay away and prepare to explode!"

"Comrade Commander, what are you doing?"

Kirill, who looked puzzled, still didn't understand what Malashenko wanted to do. Iushkin, who had already guessed what Malashenko had in mind, directly pulled him aside and ran away. Hurry up and stay away. Along with you is Seryosha, who also understands what Malashenko is planning to do.

Although he couldn't bear it, after several German soldiers in less than one class tried to seize his car, Malashenko, who was inspired to a certain extent, had actually made the final decision. This is the best choice under the current reality.

Malashenko, who pulled the fuse of the grenade, stood at the back of the car, raised his hand and dropped it into the car with a parabolic trajectory along the open turret roof. The smoking M24 long-handled grenade obeyed Malashenko's wishes and fell straight into the chassis of the vehicle. It made a clanging sound that heralded the coming destruction.

The moment the grenade was released, he turned around and rushed forward without any hesitation. He ran as fast as possible to the nearest ruins and then turned over and hid. Malashenko, who knew very well that there was still a lot of ammunition left in the ready-to-fire ammunition rack on the chassis of the vehicle, did not want to witness the moment of destruction with his own eyes at a dangerous distance.

Almost at the same time as Malashenko turned over and hid behind the bunker, the M24 long-handled grenade that happened to be thrown directly above the ammunition rack instantly burst out with strong explosive chemical energy, carrying a majestic charge of over a hundred grams. It was released in the flames, and the first ammunition rack on the chassis of the car was detonated on the spot under the chain reaction, thus achieving Malashenko's ultimate goal.

boom--

The explosion of the powerful ammunition not only blew away the entire 8-ton turret, but also blew out the intact tail compartment engine of the car body, which was less than a foot above Malashenko's head. The meter-high position flew upside down and hit the ruins farther away. The sound of twisted and deformed metal collisions immediately replaced the unfinished strong explosion sound and filled my mind.