Someone exclaimed, and the car hit several people from behind, crushing them under the wheels, and the car jolted twice, and then continued to crash forward.

At this time, the people in front of them turned around and looked at the crazy car, so they dodged a road one after another.

The woman on the side looked at the open road and said to her man, "See? You have to show this strength to make them afraid of you, and this path will not be out of the way? ”

The woman was very proud.

Valentin was not as proud as his wife, he saw the anger of the people around him, and after this incident passed, he would also face serious consequences, even if his wife had a background in Moscow, it would not work.

And, now, Moscow is going to be finished.

"With stones!" At this moment, suddenly, there was a roar from the crowd.

"That's it, everyone runs together, why do you take the car and still press people?"

The backward people, with anger in their eyes, looked at the few innocent workers who were twitching on the ground after being hit in the back, and finally, they broke out.

With stones!

They grabbed rocks from the ground and threw them at the car.

"Quick, accelerate!" The woman shouted loudly.

The car is open-top.

As with other vehicles, due to the shortage of supplies during the war, and in order to jump out of the car during an air raid, the vehicles here are open-topped, so stones can be easily thrown from behind.

"Smack!" A stone hit the only windshield in front of the car, and the glass cracked, and in an instant Valenkyo couldn't see anything clearly, and when he poked his head out, he was immediately startled and quickly stepped on the brakes.

The road in front of him was just about to turn, but he didn't see it, and as a result, although the car had already hit the brakes, it was still rushing towards the front!

"You stupid, how do you drive?" The woman exclaimed, and then the front wheels of the car were jammed, and Valentin stepped on the accelerator, but did not move.

When the workers around saw them, they raised their middle fingers one after another, and if they weren't in a hurry to run for their lives, they really wanted to go up and beat them.

"Hey, you guys, come here, give me a push." Valentin shouted loudly.

In the past, as a senior leader in the factory, he was naturally calling for wind and rain, as long as he shouted, dozens of young men would immediately come over and help him push the cart, but now, everyone regarded his shouting as a fart.

If it's not time pressing, I'll beat you up!

"Comrade Molotov, are you really not going to leave?" At this time, in the office just now, it had become empty, only Molotov and Kucherenko remained.

Hearing Kucherenko's question, Molotov shook his head: "Yes, how else can I go?" ”

Outside, the crowd was crowded like a tide, just on the side of the office, looking from afar, you could see Valentin's atrocities, Molotov at this time, there was a deep sadness in his heart.

If he had ordered a retreat immediately after receiving the leaflet, he would have been safe for now, because a considerable number of people might not be spared because of him, and he would have to be responsible.

At the same time, without reporting to his superiors, he ordered a retreat, which was a serious violation of discipline, so, no matter what the outcome was, the villain Kojing would not let himself go.

In this case, Molotov was reluctant to leave, did he want to let him, like Valentin, rush to the road with the workers? Leave the hope of life to the workers, and take responsibility for it.

At the same time, there was sadness in his heart, and it was conceivable that the factory would be reduced to ashes in a matter of minutes, as if it was heralding the end of the empire, and the red empire was about to fall after only thirty years of its birth.

Just let yourself go with the empire.

"No, Comrade Molotov, you are the best tank designer of the Soviets, we want to counterattack, we can't do without the tanks you designed, you can't be pessimistic now, as long as we are there, the Soviets will not perish." "At the plant, there is also a Wave-2 aircraft, and you can leave on it," Kucherenko said. ”

The Wave-2 aircraft is a small and flexible aircraft with a wide range of uses, and now, because of the lack of fuel, this Wave-2 aircraft flew to the factory half a month ago and transported a batch of design drawings, and never flew away again, left here, and now, Kucherenko knows that if it is said earlier, there will definitely be a dispute, after all, the plane can only seat two people, such as that Valentin, who will definitely snatch the plane and run away.

Now, only the two of them remain, and Kucherenko will also fly the plane, just taking Molotov with him.

Molotov shook his head: "It's late, the Soviets are going to perish, even if we have the heart to design airplanes, we don't have the ability to do it!" ”

Once the entire industrial zone of the Ural Mountains is blown up, then the Soviets will no longer have the possibility of turning the tables, which is the most cruel.

In the past, the Soviets had a very tight defense of the industrial area here, and a number of high-altitude fighters were deployed for fear of the German bombers, but as the Germans threatened to blow up Moscow, the fighters were all transferred.

The Germans are too cunning, and that Ciric is an invincible opponent.

The USSR, lost.

Molotov looked out the window, and in the distant sky, the sound of bombers could already be heard.

The bombers are coming!

With the rumbling sound in the sky, the people on the ground suddenly became even more frightened, and they spread their feet and ran like mad towards the foot of the mountain.

Aunt Diana got up from her seat and pedaled hard, and the bicycle was ridden as fast as she could.

"Come on, come and save us." This is, Valentin's wife also collapsed, she sat in the car, and cried: "You people, how can you watch our weak mother and son die." ”

She was still a dominatrix just now, but now she has become weak, but unfortunately, no one pays attention to her.

She howled as she looked to the side, only to realize that she didn't know when, Valentin was gone. He spread his legs, left their mother and son, and ran forward through the crowd.

In the sky, the bombers were still flying ahead.

"Three, two, one, bomb!" Carl counted backwards, and after counting to zero, he placed his finger on the bomb button.

"Boom." The bomb in the bomb bay left the pylon and swayed downward.

Its whereabouts herald the destruction of the factory below.