Steel Soviet Union

The sudden explosions in the yard outside the house were shells from Bolshevik tank guns. This was probably one of the worst news that Anton heard all day today.

If Yin Si Shou Monkey had everything under control before, at most it was a little out of control, but at least he could barely control it in the end.

So now, the situation faced by Anton was like five thunders, which instantly shocked him to the core.

Why do you say that?

Because no matter what happened before, even if the Bolshevik tank army came to the front, Anton still had hundreds of people who could serve as scapegoats for him, and he could also use his deception skills to make the hapless thin monkey stay Come down and cut off his back.

But it's different now, completely different.

Anton knew clearly in his heart that the situation he was facing was undoubtedly that of being blocked by the Bolsheviks. So the question is, how did the Bolsheviks know the specific location of his lair and kill him at such a fast speed?

Most people may not think of so much for a while. The fear and panic of being ridden in the face by a tank is enough to make people suffer. This is an abyss-like fear of knowing that the end is coming.

But Brother Anton is not an ordinary person after all. If he were an ordinary person, he would not be able to pull up such a strong team in these troubled times. He still has the ability to think calmly in critical moments, just like the sinister and thin monkey before. It was pretty much the same back then.

The fact that the Bolsheviks can knock on the door at this time can only mean one thing. The specific location of their lair may have been leaked by someone, and this person must be very familiar with the route and know the fastest way to get there. people.

Otherwise, there would have been no reason for the Bolsheviks to come so quickly.

Considering all the shit that happened before, the final answer to who this person is is basically obvious.

"Gusonov, that bastard! He still became a traitor and betrayed us all! He actually brought the Bolsheviks to the door, this damn traitor!!!"

Can Anton not hate him at this moment?

That must be impossible. Now Anton is really gnashing his teeth in hatred, wishing he could eat this bastard Gusonov alive, chew the bones and eat it with food and drinks.

But in fact, for Anton, this matter is indeed a bit taken for granted, and can even be said to be self-righteous.

The information was indeed betrayed by Gusonov, also known as Skinny Monkey, and Anton was indeed right about this.

However, the group of Red Army soldiers who came to the door now were not brought over by Gusonov himself.

Slender Monkey, this friend, is now looking at each other with his eyes wide open, full of resentment and unwillingness before his death, and his body is lying in the wilderness on the post-war ruins of the village. If there are beasts that wake up from hibernation in advance and look for food, it will only take one night to eat up the body of the skinny monkey.

So in the final analysis, Anton only guessed half of it, not all of it, but these details are not important in the present. The important thing is how to deal with the group of Bolsheviks who have come to the door. For Anton, this is the top priority that must be solved quickly.

"These damn Bolsheviks! They didn't come earlier, they didn't come later, but they came now! If it had been ten minutes later, our people would have withdrawn, leaving only this shitty empty camp for them to eat shit!"

Angry is angry, and complaining is complaining. Neither of the above two negative emotions can substantively solve the problem. Anton still needs to consider specific countermeasures to escape.

"There is nothing we can do. Now we have to deal with them."

"Let brothers prepare and hold the high ground. No shooting is allowed without my order. Let's see if there are any talks with these Bolsheviks first."

Not being rushed into the camp by tanks immediately gave Anton some room for maneuver and hope of survival. Anton vaguely felt that he might still have some discussions with the Bolsheviks on this matter.

No matter what the reason was, the Bolsheviks did not immediately let the tanks rush in and start killing people. The cause and effect of this is worth thinking about and savoring.

Anton, who still felt a little hopeful, thought as he walked out of the house with Baranikov behind him, preparing to walk towards the gate of the bandits' den.

But the moment Anton looked up after stepping out the door, the scene in front of him basically shocked Anton instantly.

The soldier from before rushed in and told him that Anton's horse had been blown away, but Anton hadn't taken it to heart at the time.

After walking out of the door, I saw that the soldier did not lie and reported the real situation truthfully. Anton's horse was indeed blown away by the cannonball, and it was so miserable that it died.

The means of transportation these days are far less developed than those of later generations, and horses are still one of mankind's indispensable partners in daily transportation and war. Although the cavalry has entered its terminal stage, it still continues to exist as an independent branch and is doing its best to exert its remaining heat on the battlefield of World War II where firearms are highly developed.

As a man who wields guns and controls the army, Anton naturally has to have his own BMW to match his status. What's more, if a bandit leader these days doesn't have a good horse as a car, he will be laughed at by other bandit leaders in the same group. After all, you can't just drive a car out for everything, right?

Anton's horse has a very good background. It was found and brought back from the ruins of a certain battlefield in 1941.

The situation of the battlefield ruins is still fresh in Anton’s memory.

It was a relic of a war where the Bolshevik cavalry and the German motorized infantry fought to the death. I don’t know how many Bolshevik cavalry once galloped here, launching round after round of attacks against the Germans.

In short, when Anton came with his people to pick up waste and rags, the scene was that the ground was full of dead people, and there were piles of corpses everywhere, both human and horse, and they could be seen everywhere.

The Bolshevik cavalry was defeated, and the German motorized infantry with steel armor and automatic firearms took advantage of the victory and pursued it, leaving behind this messy battlefield with many treasures for Anton to come to scavenge.

Among the many treasures picked up from the ruins of this battlefield, a BMW that lost its original owner was Anton's biggest gain from this trip.

After bringing this tall stallion back, it took Anton half a year to completely tame it and ride it, especially after he put on the stolen Kraut army coat and mounted it. It looks really majestic and impressive! People who were happy to flatter Anton said that this horse was simply born for Anton, which made Anton feel happy.

After feeling happy, Anton thought about giving his new mount a loud and handsome name. He had to think hard about it.

What should I call it?

That night, Anton was lying in bed thinking about it, tossing and turning. His head hurt when he thought about names, and he couldn't fall asleep.

Thinking of approaching dawn, Anton suddenly had an idea!

Since this horse runs so fast, like an arrow leaving the string, why not call it "Pegasus" based on this characteristic? It sounds easy to understand and very vivid.

Well, it’s really good! It's much better than those random and incomprehensible names given by literati and poets.

Anton thought so as he lay on the bed and gradually closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Later, because this horse belonged to Brother Anton alone, it was his exclusive mount.

As a matter of course, this horse had another more famous name among the bandits: Anton Pegasus.