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Shulka settled down and pulled a match from his jacket pocket.

But Shulka soon found out that things were not going well...... The matchbox was soaked in blood and crushed, and he had only known to crawl all the way through the cover of the corpse, but he hadn't noticed it.

Shulka hurriedly wiped the blood from the matchbox, took the match from it, and tried to burn it with a trembling hand, but it was in vain, the match was so damp that only one of them came out of the green smoke and then quickly extinguished.

This even exposed Shulka's location...... People on the battlefield are particularly sensitive to things like smoke and fire, because it often means that someone is shooting at that position.

Most of the German soldiers were veterans, and a few of them quickly noticed this, so a volley of bullets "clicked" towards Shulka's location.

"Fuck it!" Shulka scolded, he never thought that he would be stumped by a small match in the end.

The situation continued to deteriorate, a grenade was thrown nearby and smoked, and Shulka hurriedly rolled into a nearby crater.

With a "boom", the mud rained down from the sky, and there were a few pieces of rags and minced meat.

Seeing this, Major Gavrilov hurriedly commanded the fire to cover it, and the major, who did not know the situation, hurriedly clenched his fists and shouted at Shulka: "What are you waiting for, throw the Molotov cocktail!" ”

Shulka was angry for a while, although the battlefield was full of flames, but he didn't have it here, and at this time it was just a little bit of spark, just a little bit.

Turning his head to see a corpse lying on his side, Shulka didn't think much of it and immediately checked his jacket pocket.

The results of the search disappointed him: there were no matches, only Soviet soldier's cards and a bakelite tube.

As a Soviet soldier, Shulka knew what was in this finger-sized bakelite tube...... According to Order No. 138 of the People's Commissariat of Defense, every soldier must carry an identity card along with his soldier's card.

The so-called identity card is two pieces of rolled brown paper stuffed in bakelite tubes, on which the basic information of the soldier is recorded.

Its function is that if the soldier is killed in battle, one piece of brown paper will accompany the fallen soldier before burial, and the other will be sent to the relevant authorities for the purpose of counting Soviet casualties and reporting the situation to the family.

This is equivalent to the identity tag that European and American soldiers wear around their necks and can be divided into two.

This Soviet approach was clearly inefficient.

Shulka unscrewed the lid of the rubber cartridge casually, and was stunned to see that it was not brown paper, but matches...... It's a match!

Actually, this is Shulka fuss.

The ID card said that everyone should carry it with them, but because it was used for statistics after death, Soviet soldiers generally resisted it, and Soviet soldiers usually called it a "torture medal...... When you die, Xun will send you to be buried with you.

Because of superstition, many soldiers threw away the kraft paper, and the rubber cartridge was used to store sewing needles, matches, tobacco, etc.

Shulka was lucky that he got a match.

At this time, Shulka was not nervous, he believed that it was providence, which gave him a lot of confidence.

So, Shulka drew a match and lit the Molotov cocktail, then raised his head and made a feint to immediately retract it...... In an instant, several bullets flew overhead.

As soon as the gunfire stopped, Shulkaten jumped out of his hiding place and ran in the direction of the tank.

The "da-da......" bullet followed Shulka's footsteps almost all the way.

Shulka hadn't originally intended to do this, his initial idea was to get as close to the tank as possible and throw the Molotov cocktail, as Major Gavrilov shouted.

But just now, at the moment of finding the match, Shulka changed his mind.

Shulka gave a simple analysis of the situation: the Molotov cocktail is not meant to burn a tank anywhere, it must be thrown near the tank engine or exhaust pipe in order to make the engine too hot and ignite.

And on the side of the tank, from where Shulka was, he had to throw the Molotov cocktail in a perfect arc so that it would pass over the turret of the tank and land accurately on the rear armor...... Obviously, it won't be easy to do that, although Shulka is accurate in the modern era.

On the other hand, Shulka only has a Molotov cocktail in his hand, which means he only has one chance.

If it can't be done, all that awaits Shulka is death.

The reason for this is simple: after the incendiary bombs, the German soldiers and tanks will undoubtedly turn their attention to Shulka in this direction.

If the tank is not blown up, Shulka has a slim chance of surviving.

Another option is for Shulka to overcome his fear of the tank and run straight to it, throwing Molotov cocktails at the back armor of the tank at close range.

The first thing to do is to increase the chance of blowing up the tank.

Secondly, there was no machine gun emplacements on the side of the German tank "No. 3...... The three machine guns were on either side of the main gun and in the front passenger seat, and on the other hand, the tank was slow to react, and even if it spotted Shulka running towards it, it would not be able to quickly rotate the gun tank to respond.

In other words, the killing machine of the tank is an iron lump for Shulka in a short time.

Thirdly, the tank body was tilted at an angle to block part of the view of the German soldiers behind it, and as long as Shulka was fast enough, it was entirely possible to use the cover of the tank body to escape from the guns of the German soldiers after throwing incendiary bombs.

So Shulka chose the latter.

Shulka proved to be the right choice.

Under the surprised eyes of the Soviet and German soldiers, Shulka rushed all the way to the tank in the rain of bullets like a trick, and then threw the Molotov cocktail into the armor behind it almost against the tank......

With a "peng", a Molotov cocktail exploded into flames on the tank body, and a German soldier followed Shulka's figure from the side, and as soon as he raised his gun, he was surrounded by gasoline splashing flames, and he frantically waved his arms and ran around in a terrible scream.

This just gave Shulka time, he did not dare to stop for a moment, turned around and ran in the direction of the Soviet trenches under the cover of the tank body and the flames burning behind him...... Compared with the German army behind him, Shulka was more worried about which Soviet rookie would knock him down with one shot.

Just thinking about it, he suddenly fell to the ground.

Looking at it, Shulka couldn't help but curse, and a corpse next to him stretched out a leg horizontally and tripped him, and he was actually tripped by a corpse!!

The result...... The tank rotated its turret to Shulka, and the muzzles of the two machine guns pointed down at him.

Shulka closed his eyes helplessly, and secretly said that this is the end.

At this moment, only a "boom" was heard, and a black smoke exploded from the rear of the tank, and then the black smoke quickly turned into a ball of flames.