Steel Soviet Union

"Where are you running!? Come here, you damn bitch!"

He rushed forward and grabbed the German official by the back collar and held it tightly. However, he didn't expect that this bastard actually had a backhand. In an instant, a cold light appeared and he immediately moved towards Alsim. He rushed towards the door.

"Damn it! How dare you play this trick!?"

He was surprised and angry at the same time, but he didn't dare to show any slack or pause in his movements. Alsim, who controlled his body and stepped back, immediately fell backwards. Trying to avoid this blow, he only needed to get close to him. It is an attack that will definitely lose a piece of meat or even a life.

The sharp blade almost touched Alsim's chin from bottom to top, and passed quickly. It was only a millimeter away. Alsim would not be able to escape the end of a gaping hole in his chin today.

In the last second, Alsim controlled his body and fell backwards to avoid this sudden attack. In the next second, Alsim was already sitting and preparing for a counterattack, and had already put it into practice before the next second came. .

The right arm clenched into a fist waved a powerful and heavy fist, ready to go. The right foot in the air took a steady step and suddenly exerted force the moment it touched the ground. The body that was still retreating was like a fully stretched slingshot. Generally, retreat and advance are reversed, and defense is changed to attack.

The fist, which was so powerful that even a Siberian wolf would grimace in pain when hit by it, hit the German stick in front of him with no time to retract the knife, let alone make a defensive posture, and hit the top of his head mercilessly.

boom--

"Uh-huh!"

Ding-ding——

The dull impact of the fist hitting the forehead, the roaring sound of the face distorted by pain, and the strange metal sound of the knife in his hand falling to the ground almost came together together.

It was very miserable to be hit hard by Alsim's powerful fist on the top of his forehead. His whole body was knocked upside down like a rag doll by the fist.

The merciless Alsim's punch really made him angry to a certain extent. He was almost killed by this German guy's trick, so how could he not be angry? When I threw this punch, I didn't even think about what I would do if I hit someone for good or bad.

The German stick who was knocked backwards by a fist was obviously not going to have a very comfortable ending. Not only was his body knocked out of balance by the blow, even the posture that originally turned to face Alsim also turned around due to the instability of his feet. Turn around.

It wasn't until he flew a distance of two or three meters that he stopped with a dog-gnawing chin plowing the ground. His whole head was spinning as if his brain had been pulled out and then put in with a syringe to drink iced tea. , up, down, left and right, let alone standing up, it was almost impossible to even get up. All kinds of sweet, sweet, bitter and spicy flavors came up like a fountain.

"Drink, drink, drink, drink"

In this state, he almost didn't look like a normal person. It might be more appropriate to say that he was a patient in the hospital suffering from epilepsy and twitching non-stop.

The German officer, who felt as if his head had been forcibly opened, barely regained some consciousness. He put his hands on the ground, controlled his body, and used all his strength to mobilize his energy.

With great difficulty, he turned over like a salted fish, and changed from the posture of plowing the ground with his chin to lying on his back. He was still thinking about grabbing something nearby with his right hand and preparing to stand up quickly. But he never expected that an oversized military boot would suddenly step on his chest like a mountain bearing down on him.

"That's it! Bastard! Bah——"

He was already having trouble breathing and was kicked so hard that he almost didn't kill the German official who had just been hit by a gun and had not yet recovered.

With the freshly caught big fish under his feet, he was changing the magazine of the AK that had just been empty of bullets and had no time to change the ammunition. Alsim, who had personally ended the assault, was soon waiting for reinforcements: himself The brothers of the company under him finally solved the trouble outside and arrived belatedly. The leader was the company deputy comrade who hurriedly hurriedly for fear that something might happen to Alsim.

"It's over again? So soon???"

The stunned Lian Ming almost had "shock" written on his face. Although he had long been used to this kind of scene, he still couldn't hide the horror in his heart. Alsim's ability as a one-on-one king was really too scary. . Not to mention that it is difficult to find such ruthless people in the leadership division. Even if you look at the entire Red Army infantry, you may not be able to find a few.

He didn't even bother to look at the corpses of German soldiers lying on the ground behind him. After changing the magazine of the AK in his hand, Alsim immediately pulled the charging handle to load the ammunition. Only then could he finally take a breath. tone.

"It's all over, so he's the only one left. He's the biggest official. I've taken care of the others."

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Looking at the situation on the ground in front of him, there was a lot of air coming out and little air coming in. There was a swelling on the top of his head that was bigger than a rice spoon. He had no ability to resist at all. He could only hold Alsim's big military boots with both hands and struggle in pain. The German colonel didn't even know where he was taken.

I don’t know how this bastard managed to be beaten like this by Alsim. The lieutenant couldn’t help but be speechless. He glanced at at least four or five dead bodies behind Alsim in different postures, lying horizontally. He had no idea what he had just done. Considering what happened in just over half a minute, I could only speak according to the situation.

"Then what's next? Take this bastard away and imprison him?"

"Well, get him out of here! Take him directly to the division commander, his car is right outside."

He did what he said without any sloppiness. The brothers under Alsim acted cleanly and quickly.

The German colonel, who was lying on the ground and weak, was dragged directly from the ground like a dead pig. Two big combat engineers walked in front, each of them grabbed an arm and dragged him on the ground. The German colonel, who had no strength and could not resist, was lifted from the trench to the ground and continued to be dragged away, and would soon reach their final destination.

"Hurry up and count the casualties, and hurry up to replenish ammunition and fuel. There is no time to drive the tanks down to replenish them. Let Karamov send his people over to replenish them directly here. Position defense must also be done well. Some defenses are stuck. The entrances and fortification bunkers are still usable, so send people to use them quickly to prevent the Germans from counterattacking, so hurry up!"

The battle had just ended and I got out of the car, but I was still very busy.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Malashenko had already begun to issue orders. The German position that had just been captured would be the new starting position and the most advanced defense node of the leadership division. The "Feng Shui Treasure" that had taken so much effort to win must be Keep it tight.