Chapter 1608: 1608
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Zhukov's leg was broken, but he still stood, his eyes looking at the German in front of him, full of disdain.
At this time, the back has become a world in flames. The fiery fireball formed by the red explosion rolled back, so that the heat wave can be felt a few kilometers away from the center of the explosion. Zhukov's figure looked so small against such a fireball.
The grenade in Zhukov's hand was pulled open. There was white smoke in it. He couldn't throw it at a distance of hundreds of meters. It was destined to be a glorious single.
"Long live the Soviet!" Cried Zhukov loudly.
"Boom!" As soon as the voice fell, the grenade exploded, and the shrapnel scattered in all directions. Zhukov, located next to the grenade, was immediately torn into pieces by the grenade explosion and spread in all directions.
In the air, the smell of barbecue was constantly coming. Several tank men in the rat tank were filled with an inexplicable feeling. Since the war, they had seen too many surrendered Soviet soldiers and various renegade generals.
A very common situation is that soldiers at lower levels may fight to the death, but many generals at the upper level are greedy for life and fear of death, and there is no psychological burden to surrender.
Now, the suicide of the Soviet general in front of him is so shocking that he would rather detonate a grenade than let the Germans capture him.
At this time, Hans finally remembered the photos he had seen before: "Zhukov, he is the most important officer under Stalin and the guardian of Moscow, Zhukov!"
Hans was also very complicated at this time. If he captured Zhukov, it would be the biggest blow to the Soviets, even surpassing Stalin, because Zhukov's military talent has surpassed Stalin.
Now he's dead.
"Commander, the company commander's order came down and asked us to attack." Just then the radio man in the car shouted.
Attack!
Although the thermobaric bomb killed most of the Soviet soldiers, at least millions of Soviet soldiers were wiped out, there were still many people left, such as those in the area between the German position and the fire, and some Soviet soldiers who ran out.
Behind them was a fire, an oxygen free zone, and in front of them was a German position. At this time, they were in a dilemma.
forward!
The pilot Schmidt stepped on the accelerator severely, and the aircraft engine at the tail roared. In the rumbling sound, the huge current stimulated the motors on both sides, drove the tracks and began to move forward.
It climbed the hillside easily, and the body of the huge rat tank was exposed.
In the current battlefield, tanks take the lead and infantry follow behind. It is the most common way.
The rat tank climbed over the small soil slope, emitting black smoke from its tail and moving forward.
Hundreds of meters away, there were a lot of corpses, all of which had just been shot to death with machine guns.
Schmidt was about to start up without reducing the accelerator under his feet.
"Stop, go around." Cried Hans.
Schmidt looked back puzzled, and then began to turn the operating panel in front of him.
If they were ordinary Soviet soldiers, they would be crushed. They didn't care how much blood there was on their tanks.
However, the body in front was covered with a layer of blurred broken meat, which was part of Zhukov's body. Hans respected Zhukov, a tiger general. At least judging from Zhukov's generous sacrifice, it was disrespectful to crush a part of Zhukov's body.
Go around.
The rat tank made a circle around the dead people here, and the German soldiers who followed it also circled around and followed the tank.
When they passed, they were the servants of the second line, the Italian army.
Almost all the hard bones that are hard to chew are fought by Germany, followed by the servant countries, which are mainly used to clean the battlefield. Germany does not believe in the combat effectiveness of the servant countries.
Those burned bodies, those in the center of the explosion, were directly cremated, and these outside bodies need to be collected and burned together.
It's summer now. If the bodies are not disposed of quickly, they will rot and produce a terrible plague.
"Why should we do all this work?" An Italian soldier kept muttering in his mouth. He and his companions picked up a body.
Originally, the quality of people before and after death has not changed, but there are still so many people. However, one person can pick up the living, and it is hard for them to carry the dead. This is simply an unsolved mystery of nature.
They carried a corpse and walked towards the truck behind them. They pulled the corpse together, burned it first, and then buried it. Otherwise, the pit to be dug would be too big.
"It's a good job." Another Italian soldier said, reaching out to touch another body on the ground, first took off the watch on the body.
Cleaning the battlefield is also a time to search for booty!
Germany disdains cleaning the battlefield. On the one hand, Germany's military pay is full and the treatment of soldiers is very good. On the other hand, for them, fighting is the most noble and cleaning the battlefield is low.
Well, today's harvest is good. This watch can sell for almost ten euros.
Find something else.
Just after he opened the body, the body of a woman was exposed.
On the battlefield, more and more traces of Soviet women have been found, which shows that up to now, the Soviets have run out of money and actually rely on women to go to the battlefield.
Well, this woman looks in good shape, tut tut.
Just when he had some thoughts in his mind, suddenly, the body on the ground moved, and his eyes suddenly opened on his bloody head.
"Go to hell!" Cried Lyudmila.
When Zhukov fired the grenade, Lyudmila's tears would flow down. Although there was almost no intersection with Zhukov, Lyudmila was moved by Zhukov's generous sacrifice.
However, Lyudmila won't die like that. Zhukov is afraid of being captured, but Lyudmila doesn't have to worry. She's going to die, but she has to take a cushion!
Liudemilala opened the grenade. Then, holding the grenade in her hand and two arms, she hugged the Italian soldier's thigh. Although not German, Italy can do it. They are all aggressors.
"Long live the Soviet!" Lyudmila shouted loudly, imitating the appearance of Zhukov just now.
Grenades, still smoking.
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Zhukov's leg was broken, but he still stood, his eyes looking at the German in front of him, full of disdain.
At this time, the back has become a world in flames. The fiery fireball formed by the red explosion rolled back, so that the heat wave can be felt a few kilometers away from the center of the explosion. Zhukov's figure looked so small against such a fireball.
The grenade in Zhukov's hand was pulled open. There was white smoke in it. He couldn't throw it at a distance of hundreds of meters. It was destined to be a glorious single.
"Long live the Soviet!" Cried Zhukov loudly.
"Boom!" As soon as the voice fell, the grenade exploded, and the shrapnel scattered in all directions. Zhukov, located next to the grenade, was immediately torn into pieces by the grenade explosion and spread in all directions.
In the air, the smell of barbecue was constantly coming. Several tank men in the rat tank were filled with an inexplicable feeling. Since the war, they had seen too many surrendered Soviet soldiers and various renegade generals.
A very common situation is that soldiers at lower levels may fight to the death, but many generals at the upper level are greedy for life and fear of death, and there is no psychological burden to surrender.
Now, the suicide of the Soviet general in front of him is so shocking that he would rather detonate a grenade than let the Germans capture him.
At this time, Hans finally remembered the photos he had seen before: "Zhukov, he is the most important officer under Stalin and the guardian of Moscow, Zhukov!"
Hans was also very complicated at this time. If he captured Zhukov, it would be the biggest blow to the Soviets, even surpassing Stalin, because Zhukov's military talent has surpassed Stalin.
Now he's dead.
"Commander, the company commander's order came down and asked us to attack." Just then the radio man in the car shouted.
Attack!
Although the thermobaric bomb killed most of the Soviet soldiers, at least millions of Soviet soldiers were wiped out, there were still many people left, such as those in the area between the German position and the fire, and some Soviet soldiers who ran out.
Behind them was a fire, an oxygen free zone, and in front of them was a German position. At this time, they were in a dilemma.
forward!
The pilot Schmidt stepped on the accelerator severely, and the aircraft engine at the tail roared. In the rumbling sound, the huge current stimulated the motors on both sides, drove the tracks and began to move forward.
It climbed the hillside easily, and the body of the huge rat tank was exposed.
In the current battlefield, tanks take the lead and infantry follow behind. It is the most common way.
The rat tank climbed over the small soil slope, emitting black smoke from its tail and moving forward.
Hundreds of meters away, there were a lot of corpses, all of which had just been shot to death with machine guns.
Schmidt was about to start up without reducing the accelerator under his feet.
"Stop, go around." Cried Hans.
Schmidt looked back puzzled, and then began to turn the operating panel in front of him.
If they were ordinary Soviet soldiers, they would be crushed. They didn't care how much blood there was on their tanks.
However, the body in front was covered with a layer of blurred broken meat, which was part of Zhukov's body. Hans respected Zhukov, a tiger general. At least judging from Zhukov's generous sacrifice, it was disrespectful to crush a part of Zhukov's body.
Go around.
The rat tank made a circle around the dead people here, and the German soldiers who followed it also circled around and followed the tank.
When they passed, they were the servants of the second line, the Italian army.
Almost all the hard bones that are hard to chew are fought by Germany, followed by the servant countries, which are mainly used to clean the battlefield. Germany does not believe in the combat effectiveness of the servant countries.
Those burned bodies, those in the center of the explosion, were directly cremated, and these outside bodies need to be collected and burned together.
It's summer now. If the bodies are not disposed of quickly, they will rot and produce a terrible plague.
"Why should we do all this work?" An Italian soldier kept muttering in his mouth. He and his companions picked up a body.
Originally, the quality of people before and after death has not changed, but there are still so many people. However, one person can pick up the living, and it is hard for them to carry the dead. This is simply an unsolved mystery of nature.
They carried a corpse and walked towards the truck behind them. They pulled the corpse together, burned it first, and then buried it. Otherwise, the pit to be dug would be too big.
"It's a good job." Another Italian soldier said, reaching out to touch another body on the ground, first took off the watch on the body.
Cleaning the battlefield is also a time to search for booty!
Germany disdains cleaning the battlefield. On the one hand, Germany's military pay is full and the treatment of soldiers is very good. On the other hand, for them, fighting is the most noble and cleaning the battlefield is low.
Well, today's harvest is good. This watch can sell for almost ten euros.
Find something else.
Just after he opened the body, the body of a woman was exposed.
On the battlefield, more and more traces of Soviet women have been found, which shows that up to now, the Soviets have run out of money and actually rely on women to go to the battlefield.
Well, this woman looks in good shape, tut tut.
Just when he had some thoughts in his mind, suddenly, the body on the ground moved, and his eyes suddenly opened on his bloody head.
"Go to hell!" Cried Lyudmila.
When Zhukov fired the grenade, Lyudmila's tears would flow down. Although there was almost no intersection with Zhukov, Lyudmila was moved by Zhukov's generous sacrifice.
However, Lyudmila won't die like that. Zhukov is afraid of being captured, but Lyudmila doesn't have to worry. She's going to die, but she has to take a cushion!
Liudemilala opened the grenade. Then, holding the grenade in her hand and two arms, she hugged the Italian soldier's thigh. Although not German, Italy can do it. They are all aggressors.
"Long live the Soviet!" Lyudmila shouted loudly, imitating the appearance of Zhukov just now.
Grenades, still smoking.
Zhukov's leg was broken, but he still stood, his eyes looking at the German in front of him, full of disdain.At this time, the back has become a world in flames. The fiery fireball formed by the red explosion rolled back, so that the heat wave can be felt a few kilometers away from the center of the explosion. Zhukov's figure looked so small against such a fireball.The grenade in Zhukov's hand was pulled open. There was white smoke in it. He couldn't throw it at a distance of hundreds of meters. It was destined to be a glorious single."Long live the Soviet!" Cried Zhukov loudly."Boom!" As soon as the voice fell, the grenade exploded, and the shrapnel scattered in all directions. Zhukov, located next to the grenade, was immediately torn into pieces by the grenade explosion and spread in all directions.In the air, the smell of barbecue was constantly coming. Several tank men in the rat tank were filled with an inexplicable feeling. Since the war, they had seen too many surrendered Soviet soldiers and various renegade generals.A very common situation is that soldiers at lower levels may fight to the death, but many generals at the upper level are greedy for life and fear of death, and there is no psychological burden to surrender.Now, the suicide of the Soviet general in front of him is so shocking that he would rather detonate a grenade than let the Germans capture him.At this time, Hans finally remembered the photos he had seen before: "Zhukov, he is the most important officer under Stalin and the guardian of Moscow, Zhukov!"Hans was also very complicated at this time. If he captured Zhukov, it would be the biggest blow to the Soviets, even surpassing Stalin, because Zhukov's military talent has surpassed Stalin.Now he's dead."Commander, the company commander's order came down and asked us to attack." Just then the radio man in the car shouted.Attack!Although the thermobaric bomb killed most of the Soviet soldiers, at least millions of Soviet soldiers were wiped out, there were still many people left, such as those in the area between the German position and the fire, and some Soviet soldiers who ran out.Behind them was a fire, an oxygen free zone, and in front of them was a German position. At this time, they were in a dilemma.forward!The pilot Schmidt stepped on the accelerator severely, and the aircraft engine at the tail roared. In the rumbling sound, the huge current stimulated the motors on both sides, drove the tracks and began to move forward.It climbed the hillside easily, and the body of the huge rat tank was exposed.In the current battlefield, tanks take the lead and infantry follow behind. It is the most common way.The rat tank climbed over the small soil slope, emitting black smoke from its tail and moving forward.Hundreds of meters away, there were a lot of corpses, all of which had just been shot to death with machine guns.Schmidt was about to start up without reducing the accelerator under his feet."Stop, go around." Cried Hans.Schmidt looked back puzzled, and then began to turn the operating panel in front of him.If they were ordinary Soviet soldiers, they would be crushed. They didn't care how much blood there was on their tanks.However, the body in front was covered with a layer of blurred broken meat, which was part of Zhukov's body. Hans respected Zhukov, a tiger general. At least judging from Zhukov's generous sacrifice, it was disrespectful to crush a part of Zhukov's body.Go around.The rat tank made a circle around the dead people here, and the German soldiers who followed it also circled around and followed the tank.When they passed, they were the servants of the second line, the Italian army.Almost all the hard bones that are hard to chew are fought by Germany, followed by the servant countries, which are mainly used to clean the battlefield. Germany does not believe in the combat effectiveness of the servant countries.Those burned bodies, those in the center of the explosion, were directly cremated, and these outside bodies need to be collected and burned together.It's summer now. If the bodies are not disposed of quickly, they will rot and produce a terrible plague."Why should we do all this work?" An Italian soldier kept muttering in his mouth. He and his companions picked up a body.Originally, the quality of people before and after death has not changed, but there are still so many people. However, one person can pick up the living, and it is hard for them to carry the dead. This is simply an unsolved mystery of nature.They carried a corpse and walked towards the truck behind them. They pulled the corpse together, burned it first, and then buried it. Otherwise, the pit to be dug would be too big."It's a good job." Another Italian soldier said, reaching out to touch another body on the ground, first took off the watch on the body.Cleaning the battlefield is also a time to search for booty!Germany disdains cleaning the battlefield. On the one hand, Germany's military pay is full and the treatment of soldiers is very good. On the other hand, for them, fighting is the most noble and cleaning the battlefield is low.Well, today's harvest is good. This watch can sell for almost ten euros.Find something else.Just after he opened the body, the body of a woman was exposed.On the battlefield, more and more traces of Soviet women have been found, which shows that up to now, the Soviets have run out of money and actually rely on women to go to the battlefield.Well, this woman looks in good shape, tut tut.Just when he had some thoughts in his mind, suddenly, the body on the ground moved, and his eyes suddenly opened on his bloody head."Go to hell!" Cried Lyudmila.When Zhukov fired the grenade, Lyudmila's tears would flow down. Although there was almost no intersection with Zhukov, Lyudmila was moved by Zhukov's generous sacrifice.However, Lyudmila won't die like that. Zhukov is afraid of being captured, but Lyudmila doesn't have to worry. She's going to die, but she has to take a cushion!Liudemilala opened the grenade. Then, holding the grenade in her hand and two arms, she hugged the Italian soldier's thigh. Although not German, Italy can do it. They are all aggressors."Long live the Soviet!" Lyudmila shouted loudly, imitating the appearance of Zhukov just now.Grenades, still smoking.
