So Shulka had no choice but to set his sights on the still approaching tank, although he was very reluctant.

Tanks, of course, the important thing is tanks, this is the biggest advantage of the German army, as long as it is solved, the Soviet army will have a way to live.

But how to solve it? You must know that it is a tank, and at the same time the Soviet army lacks anti-tank equipment, do you want Shulka to blow up tanks like a "demolition team"?

Let's not say that Shulka didn't dare, even if Shulka did, and he could get close to the tank by dodging the rain of bullets from the German infantry...... But grenades and explosive packs don't stick to the tank's armor, and you have to make sure they explode under the tank's tracks or chassis, which usually means Shulka himself being killed.

Suddenly, a picture flashed through Shulka's mind, a movie image...... The Soviet soldiers, lacking anti-tank equipment, threw Molotov cocktails at the German tanks, and then, amazingly, the majestic tanks were paralyzed on the battlefield and could not move.

That's right, Molotov cocktails!

Military fans often call it ...... "Molotov cocktail".

Shulka suddenly discovers that Molotov seems to be his savior, even though Shulka has never seen him and has nothing to do with him.

"Wine bottles!" Thinking of this, Shulka no longer hesitated, he retracted his head and shouted at Okunev, who was nervously shooting outward: "Where's your vodka? ”

"What?" Okunev pulled the trigger and fired the last bullet in the rifle, then retracted his head and reloaded his ammunition while responding with some dissatisfaction: "Are you crazy, Shulka, you are still thinking about vodka at this time!" ”

"Give it to me!" Shulka grabbed Okunev.

"Okay!" Okunev threw the satchel whole to Shulka and said, "It's yours, but leave me some, I want to taste a few more bites before I die......"

As he spoke, he again probed and shot in the direction of the Germans.

The bottle was not hard to find, Shulka turned it out without much effort, and then opened the cap and poured it in the direction of the gasoline barrel, and immediately from behind he heard the shouting of Okunev.

"Hey, you bastard!" Okunev even forgot about the Germans on the other side, and he angrily shouted at Shulka: "That's my wine, you can't do that!" ”

Shulka ignored him, and the cat ran all the way to the location of the previous gasoline barrel to take a look...... Luckily, it lay there without being ignited.

Time was running out, Shulka unscrewed the cap of the fuel tank, and the clear and pungent gasoline quickly gushed out of it.

Shulka carefully pointed the bottle against it, trying not to spill the gasoline on himself, because Shulka knew that it would put him in danger, especially if it was ignition.

Half a bottle was filled in a short time...... This amount should be about the same, and it would be difficult to roll it any more, and it doesn't seem necessary.

The next thing you need is a strip of cloth.

Shulka fumbled in his satchel, he had wanted to use the bandages in his first aid kit, but he found that he didn't have any first-aid kits at all.

After thinking about it, Shulka cut a piece of cloth with a military thorn on the military uniform a few times...... It didn't take long for Shulka to regret it, for it left a piece of flesh in his belly, and every time he crawled on the ground, the sand and gravel grazed that part painfully.

This is the consequence of inexperience, Shulka could have cut a rag from the military uniform of a dead corpse.

It's just that Shulka hasn't fully adapted to this battlefield at this time, and he still has the idea of the dead in his mind, although doing so is not even disrespectful to the dead.

Shulka stuffed the strip of cloth into the bottle and tightened the mouth, the bottom half of the strip was submerged in gasoline, and the top half was exposed outside the mouth...... A simple Molotov cocktail is done, and the gasoline will penetrate up the strip of cloth, which makes the strip like the wick of an oil lamp, and the flame will burn quietly outside the mouth of the bottle.

After doing this, Shulka cautiously poked his head out and looked out, where a tank happened to be nearby, with its side facing him, turning its turret and firing wildly at the Soviet soldiers who jumped out of the trench and pounced on it with its coaxial machine gun...... This gave Shulka an opportunity to attract the attention of the German tanks as the charging Soviet soldiers, including the German soldiers behind him who were responsible for cover.

The problem is that the distance is a bit far.

After thinking about it, Shulka gritted his teeth, put down the rifle in his hand, and slowly crawled out of the trench with his stomach down......

"What are you doing?" Major Gavrilov happened to pass by here to see all this.

"Come back!" Major Gavrilov gave the order to Shulka, who at first thought he was going to surrender to the Germans...... It was a bit like, Shulka didn't have a gun.

It wasn't until Shulka carefully turned around and waved the Molotov cocktail in his hand to Major Gavrilov that the Major understood.

Major Gavrilov, of course, knew what it was.

A year ago, in the Soviet-Finnish war, the Finnish army, which lacked anti-tank equipment, inflicted heavy casualties on Soviet tanks with such improvised Molotov cocktails, and Major Gavrilov, who had participated in the Soviet-Finnish war, just did not expect that the same method could be used against German tanks.

This can also be said to be a kind of irony...... At this time, the battlefield situation seemed to be reversed from the previous Soviet-Finnish war, and the Soviet Union became the weaker side in terms of equipment.

However, Major Gavrilov at this time of course would not think so much, he nodded at Shulka and said, "Go, young man, I will cooperate with you!" ”

Major Gavrilov did what he said, and he immediately organized two machine guns to suppress the German infantry behind the German tanks from the flanks...... This is one of the reasons why it is more difficult for German tanks to advance further, the trenches are bent, and the closer the tanks are to the trenches, the more vulnerable the infantry responsible for covering them is to be suppressed by side-fire fire, and unless the Germans have enough tanks to push flat, they have to move slowly step by step.

Major Gavrilov's cooperation helped Shulka a lot, which allowed him to get closer to the tank little by little.

It's a terrible thing, because it's a killing machine, it's a monster, just let it find out, shoot it...... A volley of bullets would come out of it, knocking Shulka into a sieve.

The thought made Shulka want to give up, but eventually he mustered up the courage to keep climbing, knowing he had no other way to go.

Finally, Shulka climbed next to the tank, only a few meters away, and the "gurgling" sound of its turret turning seemed to be overhead, making Shulka feel his bones go limp.