Steel Soviet Union

No one wants to die if they can live. This is a simple question that can be answered without thinking in most cases.

But if it were at this moment, in this situation where defeat was 100% certain and there was no possibility of a comeback, whether or not he wanted to survive would have changed.

Seeing that his crew members were a little surprised for a moment and could not give a reply, they probably needed some time to think about it.

Captain Hank, who had already made his decision, did not urge him. Instead, he pushed open the turret roof above his head, raised the MP40 submachine gun with a white gun wipe attached to the muzzle, and reached out of the car. .

"Oh shit! What are you doing!? Hank!"

Compared to the gunner's surprised look, Hank himself, who had done something unbelievable, looked much calmer.

"You can continue to think about it, but if you don't raise this thing, the Russians won't even give us time to think about it. It's that simple."

The remaining four crew members were stunned for a moment when they heard this, and then returned to their normal expressions after a moment of silence. They indeed did not have much time left to hesitate.

The roar of the diesel engines of the Russian tractors was getting closer and closer, and the infantrymen chanting slogans seemed to be riding on their faces. The interior of the intact Tiger tank was surprisingly quiet, so quiet that it was a bit eerie. There was no communication sound from the other two Tiger tanks, which were also intact.

"Bertha is still waiting for me to go back. I promised her that I would marry her."

The first person to speak was the gunner sitting in the turret. His words were evasive and accompanied by a low gaze that did not dare to look directly into the eyes of his comrades. He really didn't know how to say something that was originally a shame. So high-sounding, even if it is true.

"Let me put it bluntly, I don't want to die! Even in the Russian prisoner-of-war camp, I will find a way to go back alive. Bertha is still waiting for me to go back. I promised her."

After hearing this, Hank touched the sweat-soaked hair on his head, but his expression seemed calm and not at all surprised.

"Okay, the first person has decided, what about the remaining three?"

The questioning from Captain Hank rang through his heart. It is not easy to make the right choice between the oath and life, but in the end, what stands at the top of the winner is the strong desire for life.

"Since the choices are the same, pack your things and get ready to go out. You go first, I will be the last to leave, there are still some things to do."

Through the main gun sight in front of him, he could see that all three Tigers had stopped, as if they were dead on the spot without any movement, but Iushkin, who knew clearly that the German guy inside was still alive, was still a little uncomfortable. Release Malashenko's order.

"We have surrounded them, why don't we just give them a few shots? What are you waiting for? Comrade Commander."

Malashenko, who was furious just now, has basically calmed down.

After the crazy surge of adrenaline receded, our brigade commander was a little tired, but he still held the commander's periscope with his hand and remained still, and did not let the stationary Tigers disappear from his eyes.

"Kill those who surrender when you encounter them. Who will dare to surrender to you after your reputation spreads? If all the Germans fight to the death when they encounter us, with no way out, don't you think about how many meaningless casualties this will cause?"

The outspoken Iushkin said whatever he wanted, but for the time being, his thoughts remained on the first level, while Malashenko had already considered the long-term third-level consequences.

"Just wait, I guess the results will come out in less than a minute. Those German guys must be more anxious than you now."

As soon as Malashenko finished speaking, an IS1 that was less than a hundred meters away from the three Tigers and had pointed its black muzzle at the Tiger's side armor opened its turret roof. , it was Lieutenant Colonel Kurbalov, commander of the 1st Battalion, who leaned half out of the stationary tank turret. While leaning out, he actually held a large iron horn in his hand.

"Listen to the German armored soldiers in the car, you have been surrounded by heroic Red Army troops, and our guns have been aimed at your fragile abdomen. Give up resistance and immediately leave the tank and surrender with your hands. This is your only chance. I repeat. Once again, surrender within one minute, this is your last chance!”

Malashenko, who was holding the commander's periscope in his hand, completely heard Kulbalov's shouting with a big tin trumpet. The loudness of his voice made Malashenko a little stunned. How had he never noticed this guy before? His voice is so loud?

"Comrade Commander"

"Um?"

"Captain Kurbalov, his German seems to be much better than yours. He sounds smoother and speaks faster."

Malashenko, who didn't expect Kirill to say this at all, had something wrong with his expression. When did Kirill become such a gossip?

Needless to say, it must be the old boy Iushkin who failed to learn how to bring up the child. This must be the case.

A sneeze——

After shouting loudly, he quickly reached out and rubbed his nose. Iushkin, who didn't remember that he had a cold, was a little confused, why did he sneeze without any problems? But after thinking about it for a while, I still didn’t know why.

Maybe a girl from far away is missing him, Iushkin, an old bachelor who has never even had his first love, thought of this, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth seemed to be vaguely enjoying it.

At the same time that the episode happened, the three Tiger tanks that had just been shouted out by Battalion Commander Kurbalov using a large iron loudspeaker finally started to make new noises.

People were the first to come out of the turret that was pushed open. At the same time, the heads of the driver and electromechanical personnel of the car body also emerged from the top cover. Even the heavy escape hatch on the side of the Tiger tank turret. The hatches were all opened from inside and people came out.

A group of German armored soldiers emerged from the tank. None of them carried weapons. They all jumped out of the tank with their hands raised and stopped moving, waiting to be killed.

Kulbalov, who had received Malashenko's authorization, nodded to the infantry battalion commander next to his car. The latter waved his hand knowingly, and a large number of Red Army soldiers lying on the ground, ready to take action, immediately swarmed around. Then, he rushed towards the toothless tigers.

boom--

Everything happened so unexpectedly and unexpectedly.

Both sides who raised their hands to surrender and those who were preparing to surrender did not expect that the Tiger tank in the center and farthest away actually spiraled into the sky with a loud noise. The shock wave and fragments caused by the explosion of ammunition even lifted the hands that had been raised. Several German armored soldiers who had walked slowly a hundred meters away were instantly knocked to the ground.