Bondarenko did not participate in the ideological persuasion of Khrushchev, after all, that was not his forte, what he was good at was hands-on, and if necessary, he would rush to the headquarters at any time with the workers' self-defense forces and poke the chrysanthemums of those soft eggs.

Death is death, what are you afraid of, surrender to the Germans, are you still old hair?

Bondarenko took the workers' self-defense unit around the factory and walked around the factory, which was almost a must every night, but today, just as he was returning from his wandering, he heard gunfire in the factory director's office.

If the pistol was issued, it could be that Mikhailov killed Khrushchev, kill it, what are you afraid of, but now what you hear is a burst of gunfire, and it is not your own sudden submachine gun, then there is only one left.

The Germans touched in!

So, Bondarenko was immediately excited, yes, just excited, and at this time he couldn't wait to get rid of a few Germans to avenge the Soviets.

He immediately took his own people and surrounded the factory director's office.

"Da!" A gunshot was heard in the distance, but, just before the gunshots came, the bullets had already arrived, and next to Bondarenko, a fighter of the Workers' Self-Defense Unit, was shot in the head and fell.

Then, the second, the third...

"Snipers, there's snipers nearby!" Bondarenko immediately understood that the other party's snipers were too terrible, and his own side was almost always in the dark now, and the other party was able to find out his own side in the dark?

He didn't dare to rush out anymore, and shouted loudly: "Lie down, find cover!" ”

At the moment when he lay down, a bullet flew past his scalp, and it was hot, and when he touched it, it was full of blood.

If he hadn't lowered his head just now, he would have fallen by now.

Without seeing the enemy's face, several people had already died, and now, Bondarenko no longer had the excitement he had just now, only the fear of death, the enemy was too terrible, and his people couldn't beat it at all.

When the gunshots rang out outside, Morris had already confirmed that it was Khrushchev, and he pushed Khrushchev and said, "Go, now immediately go up." ”

Going up? Khrushchev was stunned when he heard this, there is a rooftop above, and if he wants to go out, he should go down, right?

If you go up, you're looking for a dead end, and there's nowhere to go.

However, he could not speak, these Germans did not have much respect for him.

"Company commander, what about these people?" Next to Morris, a warrior asked him.

Took away Khrushchev, and in this room, there were more than a dozen people, and now, all of them were pointed at the guns of German soldiers, bowed their heads, and squatted on the ground.

In Morris's eyes, a trace of coldness flashed, these people controlled Khrushchev and planned to resist again, indicating that they are the most stubborn elements, and such people will be a trouble for the empire in the future.

"Kill it." Morris's voice was cold.

"Da-da-da-da." Gunshots rang out in the room, and when they heard them, Bondarenko suddenly realized something, there was no blood on his face, and finally, he stood up bravely again: "Rush, let's rush in!" ”

The sound of gunshots like fried beans rang out for dozens of seconds, and Bondarenko bravely stood up again and wanted to rush into the factory director's office.

"Sneer, snort." At this moment, on the roof of the workshop behind, streams of muzzle flames came out, and with the sound of gunfire, dense bullets swept towards them.

Bondarenko's leg was numb, he knew that he had been shot, and just as his body fell, he smelled blood, and beside him, seven or eight fighters of the workers' self-defense forces, all fell.

Bondarenko's leg was bleeding, and his heart was bleeding.

On the roof of his office, facing the cold wind, Khrushchev felt that his mind had begun to clear up.

First of all, they won't kill themselves, if they do, why bother with such twists and turns, save themselves first? But now that you have climbed to the top, how to get out of here?

The sound of gunfire will alarm the nearby workers, today during the day, there are bombs in the factory, those workers are still calmly producing, it is enough to show that they are not afraid of death, the workers' self-defense forces are armed, other workers, at any time, can run to get guns, become soldiers, and even someone can drive a tank out, they stay here like this, it is very dangerous!

While he was confused, Morris was constantly giving orders.

"The other teams, evacuate the factory and leave as planned."

"Cover personnel, evacuate in three minutes."

"Reserves, evacuate in three minutes."

"Helicopter, has the helicopter arrived?"

"The helicopter has three minutes to go."

"Wait here for three minutes, the infrared headlights are facing the direction of the sky, and the helicopter will be guided." Morris kept giving orders.

When they came, they took rubber boats, which was the most discreet way to approach, but when they walked, they couldn't, they had to cross the factory area, they would encounter a lot of obstacles, and if the workers came like a tide, they couldn't cope with it.

At the same time, in the training, they have boldly used the helicopter as an advanced means of transportation, when the task is completed, they can call the helicopter, pat their butts and go, the speed is the fastest.

Khrushchev didn't understand much German, didn't know what the Germans were talking about, and soon he heard a rumbling sound, and when he looked at his gaze, he felt his heart and liver tremble.

Whatever you're afraid of, you'll come.

What's here? It's a tank factory, and the last thing that is lacking here is weapons.

After the war reached a white-hot stage, even ordinary workers had to be ready to go to the battlefield at any time, guns and ammunition were distributed to the factory, and the workers in the tank factory actually drove the tanks over!

In the darkness, I couldn't see too clearly, and I could only feel the shaking of the ground.

"The Germans are on the roof, aiming!"

"No, the factory director's office is down there, and there are still people in it!"

"There are no more, the Germans have killed them all, and now, I am the commander, listen to me, fire immediately!"

As workers, they deal with tanks all day long, and naturally operate, but, unlike the troops, they are not trained, and even the division of labor is not clear, a worker stands on the turret and shouts downwards, he has entered the role of a commander at this time.

The barrel of the T-34 slowly stood up, and in the darkness, it opened its mouth.