Steel Soviet Union

As soon as the two German soldiers fled outside like a mouse, Alsim, who was guarding the upper end of the traffic ditch at the edge of the entrance, immediately roared, and then he was the first to pull the trigger of the AK in his hand, spitting out bursts of hot and shining gunfire. Firelight.

Da da da da——

The blazing bullet casings kept flying out and falling to the ground. The rain of bullets splashed in the fully automatic mode swept the two unidentified German soldiers almost instantly, leaving no time for reaction.

Not only Alsim, but all the surrounding combat engineers who were following their company commander comrades and preparing with guns were also firing at the same time, and all of them were raking out the full magazines in full automatic mode.

Being targeted by more than a dozen AKs and all fired in full automatic mode, one can actually imagine the tragic end of these two unlucky German soldiers.

One hot bullet after another ripped open the clothes on the chest and poured it into the body. A thin spray of blood burst out from the chest and splashed into the air. Who knows how much gunpowder residue remained in the body and the weight of the two corpses. He fell down, unable to close his eyes until death, and died with a face full of surprise, shock and unwillingness.

A burst of fire killed two German soldiers who were fleeing. Alsim frowned when he found that there were no more German soldiers who escaped after him. It seemed that the direction of the development of things was not as smooth as he expected.

“Only two were tricked? Isn’t that a bit too few???”

The company deputy comrade who knew Alsim's plan and fully understood what he planned to do was a little reluctant, but Alsim himself, who was confident, did not take it seriously at all and just continued to aim at the entrance with the weapon in his hand. .

"Just wait, don't worry if these bastards don't come out, you can smoke them out even if you don't scare them out."

Yes, the spinning, smoking object that Alsim threw into the half-buried fortification was not an explosive grenade.

That was just a smoke bomb, or a rather special kind of smoke bomb.

Karamov, the leader of the division, is a very capable person. He not only likes to tinker with machinery and other things, but also likes to make small inventions. Anyway, as long as he can do anything related to hand-made manufacturing Yes, you can go over and ask him for your needs and ideas, and he will try to help you.

There is no guarantee of success, and the time when the delivery will be completed is also uncertain. It depends on his mood and whether he has enough free time on weekdays. It should be noted that the manager Ouchi is very busy on weekdays.

Alsim still remembers the scene when he went to meet Karamov for a request. It was a sunny afternoon. The leader of the army that day happened to be in a state of rest and there was no fighting. Alsim had been busy with troop training for a long time. It’s rare that I have time to visit the logistics department.

"I want something that can get the Germans out of the house, be it a weapon or something else. I heard that you can make and invent anything here, what do you think? Can you help? Do I solve it?”

"Something that can get the Kraut out of the house???"

After listening to Alsim's request, Karamov, who had been playing with the mechanical parts in his hand, temporarily put down his work and frowned.

"Isn't this something that your combat troops should consider? Do you want me to invent a tactic for you to drive the Germans out of the house? You should ask your comrade the division commander, he is the master of invention in this area. "

Although it was their first meeting, Karamov knew the big, rough man with a short beard in front of him. In other words, everyone in the entire leadership group who had some information basically knew Alsim's name.

After all, this is a ruthless character who protected the comrade of the division commander in a disguised surprise attack and successfully captured the bridge, and he is also a very prestigious leader of the combat engineer unit. It stands to reason that based on his qualifications and reputation, he must be the battalion commander of the two combat engineer battalions, but this guy is a weirdo who likes to rush to the front line and does not like to engage in commanding. He himself refused to continue to be promoted.

How could Karamov, an old man who had followed Malashenko all the way to the present, not know about such a famous and eccentric rare person, with an extensive news network and connections throughout the leadership division?

"I mean, do you have any way to invent something that can drive the Germans out of the house? It can be a gun, a cannon, or anything else, as long as it can be used by our infantry. I need this kind of thing, so I just came to ask for your help."

""

Karamov roughly understood what the well-known rough guy in front of him meant. He wanted to "create" rather than "produce".

"Then according to my understanding, you want me to invent something that doesn't exist and give it to you from scratch? Is that what you mean?"

Alsim, who was not good at words and didn't often ask for help, nodded. In response, Karamov shook his head slowly and smiled helplessly.

"I said, I can make some small productions, and I can also make some pretty good things. But if you ask me to make something you don't have out of thin air, it's not a little difficult, but a very difficult one. "

Karamov's words sounded like he was refusing, but Alsim, who didn't know whether it was because of his low emotional intelligence or because he accepted death, was unmoved and just continued to speak according to his own wishes.

"But people say you are omnipotent, and I thought that was the case too."

""

Karamov, who was still smiling helplessly in return, was suddenly stunned. In fact, he had no idea that the rough guy in front of him, who looked like a bear, could actually say such flattering words, such as Zhang Fei's embroidery, Isn’t it just that the iron tree blooms?

"Okay, you are so sweet. I have to admit that you persuaded me. Compliments and obedient words from ordinary people have no effect on me, but you, well, you are not an ordinary person, are you?"

Karamov, who had already wiped off the mechanical oil on his head with a clean rag, stepped forward, raised his arm and casually put it on Alsim's shoulder, patted it twice and walked away. Just leave a word without looking back.

"Leave it with me and pick it up in three days. I'll find a way to get you a sample."

The final result of this matter is actually quite good and everyone is happy.

The most direct manifestation is that Alsim got what he wanted, something that he didn't even know what it looked like or how to make. He only knew that it could drive the Germans out of the house. That is, right now Something thrown into a half-buried bunker.

What? Are you asking if this stuff is effective?

Then look at the current situation and you will know.