Chapter 1033 Falling off the Cliff

Seeing the painful expression on his opponent's face, the captain became more and more hideous and excited.

Seeing that Wang Liang refused to let go and fell into the cliff, the captain resolutely continued to fire the cannon, so that the temperature of the cannon barrel continued to rise.

"Die, burn you!"

What he didn't notice, though, was the huge recoil that drove the tank forward step by step, and with snow as a lubricant, the tank quickly became somewhat uncontrollable.

Coupled with the effect of the gravity of nearly 250 kilograms of Wang Liang and the three of them, with the shouting, the tank fell into the abyss with the three of them.

Falling rapidly, the tank weighed several tons, so the speed of the fall was particularly fast, and it soon disappeared from Wang Liang's sight.

Wang Liang and the three of them are also falling rapidly, and below is the trough that cannot be seen at a glance.

"Keep your body as close to the mountain as possible, grab what you can hold onto, and reduce your falling speed!" Wang Liang shouted.

As a pilot, Rychagov has a good ability in this regard, trying to fit his body up the mountain, and desperately grasping for obstacles in order to cushion.

Paulus was almost embarrassed, he was not fit for such dangerous maneuvers at his age, his face was very ugly, and his cushioning was extremely poor.

Fortunately, Wang Liang and Rychagov grabbed a dead tree on the cliff at the same time.

Wang Liang can identify, this is a kind of scientific name called larch subarctic coniferous forest vegetation, the biggest feature of larch is that the wood is heavy and solid, the strength of compressive and bending resistance is very large, and it is resistant to decay, and the wood process value is high, and it is often used as electric poles, bridges, and ore pillars.

Now it seems that as long as the two of them can hold on to the dead tree, they can avoid falling to their deaths.

As for Paulus, he grabbed Wang Liang and Rychagov's legs with agility and hung them underneath.

"Oh, my God, I can't believe I'm not dead, I'm still alive." Paulus was reborn after the catastrophe and was greatly moved, but looking down, according to the tanks on the ground, there was at least thirty or forty meters in height.

Not to mention thirty or forty meters, even ten meters can kill a big living person, and the crisis has not been contacted.

"Huh~" Wang Liang felt that his palms were in terrible pain, obviously burned by the barrel, but at this moment he had no other choice, he had to hold on to this life-saving straw.

What makes Wang Liang happy is that the dead pervert has finally hung up, otherwise he is really a little unwilling.

"Boss, are your hands alright?" Rychagov asked.

"It's okay, I can't die. It's not a way to be hung here, reinforcements won't be able to catch up for a while, and even if they do, it's hard to spot us, so we have to save ourselves. Wang Liang calmly analyzed.

"How can you save yourself, boss, as long as we let go, we will be finished, there is no way to do it." As soon as the cold wind blew, Rychagov's tears flowed out directly, but he couldn't wipe them with his free hands, which was very painful.

"Cry a wool, there is a rope in Lao Tzu's backpack, you see if the length is enough." Wang glanced at Rychagov, if he didn't even have this preparation, he wouldn't have to be the boss.

"Awesome boss! From now on, you will be my faith! Rychagov was very surprised, and hurriedly threw out a hand to find the rope in Wang Liang's bag.

Sure enough, hope was inside.

Tie the rope to the trunk of a tree with one hand, and although the rope cannot reach the ground directly, it will not kill you if you jump from the end.

"Paulus, you grab my feet and let Rychagov go down first to respond." Wang Liang commanded.

"Okay, I'll obey your orders." Paulus didn't have a temper at all, and the marshal's frame was long gone in front of Wang Liang.

Rychagov was the first to reach the ground, and he immediately went to check whether all the people in the tank were hung up, and at the same time used the sapper shovel found in the tank to try to pile up more snow at the next landing site to ensure safety.

The rope was still five or six meters above the ground, and although it wasn't fatal, it was still going to hurt, especially for Paulus, an old man.

Finally, all three reached the ground safely.

At this moment, I was already exhausted, lying on the ground weakly gasping for breath, and at the same time, I felt indescribably comfortable, and the feeling of being reborn after the festival was quite good.

I found compressed biscuits, chocolates, and liquor on the tank, and when I took out the oil from the tank, I lit it, and finally felt a little warmth.

The three of them planned to spend the night in the tank, and then wait for the next morning before setting off.

After all, it was getting dark, and his current physical state did not allow him to march.

The situation around Stalingrad is also unclear, the fighting continues, and if you run into German skirmishers again, it will be fucked up.

"Paulus, I won't tie you up this time, you can run if you want to, and neither of us will chase you, one thing, don't wipe our necks while we are not prepared." Ready to cover, Wang Liang joked before going to bed.

Rychagov also laughed on the side, the three of them have experienced life and death, and they can look down on the others, they have helped each other, supported each other, and a deep friendship has been established.

"No, no, no, if you kill me, I won't run away. I will never be unrighteous, you have saved me so many times, you are my benefactor. I'm homeless, and I'm going to go back with you. Paulus did not think it was a joke, and said righteously, it was clear that his own actions had already made him disheartened with Führer Hitler.

"Haha, I'm tired, let's take a break and rest, we have to hurry tomorrow morning." Wang Liang waved his hand.

The three of them slept very soundly, snoring one after another, trust had already been established, and this was a friendship that could stand the test.

Early the next morning, the sky was bright, but the temperature was still low, and the three of them put on the military uniforms that had been removed from the corpses, checked the equipment, and began the journey to join the large army.

Rychagov was armed with a submachine gun, equipped with six magazines, and was responsible for pathfinding. Wang Liang chose a rifle and walked behind Paulus.

All three are on high alert, because you don't know if you're going to run into Soviet or German troops.

"Quick, keep up." Paulus was very old, and he lacked exercise, so he had a hard time walking, but fortunately he was supported by Wang Liang.

"Okay."

As for Wang Liang and Rychagov, their physical fitness is good enough, although the muscles on their bodies are still a little sore today, but their condition is much better than yesterday.

About five or six kilometers to the north, Rychagov spotted a village and was surprised to see the red scythe-axe banner.