For four days, for four whole days, Yu Yang stayed in the basement, didn't go anywhere, and hid in the basement all the time, like a mouse in the corner of the city, not daring to show his head.

On the first day, Yu Yang found that after having problems with his ears, he couldn't accept this fact, he would rather the rest of his body be injured, but his ears and eyes couldn't go out of any way, but now, Yu Yang's ears had problems, and it was a big problem.

Crazy, after Yu Yang was silent for ten minutes, he was like crazy, smashing everything he could see, the sniper rifle in his hand was like a hammer, smashing everything Yu Yang could see, tables, benches, radios, etc., as long as the items that appeared in front of Yu Yang's eyes were destroyed by Yu Yang one by one, little by little.

The radio station was picked up by Yu Yang and fell to the ground fiercely, but the radio station was only a little dented in the iron sheet of the shell, and there was no other damage.

Yu Yang could only hear a little sound, and he smashed the radio station with all his might, but there was still only a little sound, Yu Yang smashed it for three minutes, three minutes, which made Yu Yang a little exhausted, and sat on the ground, looking at the radio station in front of him with a decadent face.

The radio station still looks very complete, as if mocking Yu Yang's incompetence, Yu Yang looked at the radio station next to him with a dead face, kicked it hard, the radio station was fine, but Yu Yang's feet produced a burst of pain, Yu Yang got up from the belt, grabbed the radio station, lifted it hard, and smashed it the table not far away.

The table is the same as the radio station, it is torn apart, after Yu Yang saw this scene, he still did not let go of the radio station, picked up a piece of wood beside him, and smashed it on the radio station again, seven or eight times in a row, Yu Yang panted for breath, and after spitting at the radio station, he let go of the radio station that had been smashed.

Yu Yang saw nothing now, and everything around him seemed to be mocking him, even if it was some cold utensils, even if it was just some tattered items.

Yu Yang's crazy saboteur, venting, dim lights, closed space, dead bodies on the ground and himself who can't hear any sound, everything around, everything constantly makes Yu Yang's mood depressed, very depressed, now Yu Yang can't see any hope, despair is shrouded in Yu Yang's heart, lingering.

Yu Yang was crazy for an hour, and for the whole hour, all the things that Yu Yang could see in front of his eyes were smashed, and in the basement, except for the faint light above Yu Yang's head, there were no useful items in the entire room.

Yu Yang was lying on the ground, his limbs were spread, and his eyes were a little hollow looking at the roof, the roof in the basement was very low, and Yu Yang felt that this roof would fall down at any time, burying himself and this room together.

Yu Yang turned his head, and saw a German entity lying next to him, his mouth open, as if mocking Yu Yang's incompetence, seeing this scene, Yu Yang turned his body, picked up a canned food box casually, and smashed it on the head of this dead German corpse, again, again, and again, smashing it more than a dozen times, until the corpse was smashed beyond recognition, and then stopped.

"Phew!" Yu Yang spat at the German, discarded the can that had been stained red with blood, wiped his face with his hands that mixed red and white objects, and lay on the ground again, the blood next to him flowed near Yu Yang's head, but Yu Yang didn't mind at all, his eyes were empty and he looked at the incandescent lamp above his head.

Irritable, anxious, Yu Yang lay on the ground, but his heart did not calm down, Yu Yang looked at the incandescent light that was still flickering, Yu Yang closed his eyes, but the faint light seemed to be able to pass through his eyelids, making him feel that his surroundings were still dim.

Close your eyes for about ten seconds? Twenty seconds? Yu Yang opened his eyes suddenly, picked up his sniper rifle, and threw it at the incandescent lamp above the roof.

The butt of the sniper rifle slammed into the incandescent lamp cover, and the chandelier shook at a distance, but the light still lit up the basement tenaciously.

One blow was hit, Yu Yang was a little annoyed, got up from the ground, picked up his sniper rifle, held the muzzle in his hand, and smashed it again, but it smashed an air, the chandelier shook to the left, dodged Yu Yang's blow, did not hit the target, stumbled, and fell to the ground.

With his face on the ground, Yu Yang could still feel the light, got up from the ground and didn't look at the chandelier that was still shaking, Yu Yang took a long breath, calmed down his anxiety, and sorted out his sniper rifle, rifle, and backpack, walked to the corner of the room, curled up his body, held his legs with both hands, and looked at the empty room with blank eyes.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes,...... Ten minutes, Yu Yang did not move, half an hour later, Yu Yang felt that his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally slowly closed his eyes, high-intensity fighting, vomiting and fleeing from the passage, killing prisoners, killing wounded, physical and psychological double tiredness, so that Yu Yang closed his eyes, and immediately fell into a deep sleep.

Yu Yang fell asleep, but the city of Stalingrad was not asleep, and Paulus, the commander of the German Sixth Group, was preparing for a final desperate fight to completely occupy Stalingrad.

After the war entered November, as the war became longer and longer, the momentum of the German offensive began to become sluggish, and the Soviets began to slowly recover a little bit from the Soviets who were suppressed in Stalingrad near the Volga River in October, and began to be active in the city.

According to a statistic after the war, Soviet officers survived in Stalingrad for only three days and 72 hours, while Soviet soldiers survived even less, only 24 hours.

It was these Soviets, whose lives were shorter than ants, who resisted little by little, stubbornly, and finally defended the dignity of the Soviets and won the battle.