Once a forest fire burns, there is almost no possibility of extinguishing it, and it can only wait for it to extinguish itself.

Hundreds of years old pines and cypresses, in the fire, made a beeping sound, leaves, dead branches, are burning, the trunk is roasted, and then it also joins the burning, turning into a fire.

The perimeter had been fenced off, so the fire could only burn inside, and at this time, the garrison troops of Stalingrad in the encirclement were completely panicked.

In the darkness, the fire was so terrible, and soon, everyone was going to be burned to death!

What to do? Run!

A large number of people ran towards the back, and the road, which was not wide, was tightly blocked.

Generally speaking, as a soldier, discipline should be the highest, but now, in the face of life and death, they have forgotten those strict military disciplines, military discipline has an effect on the living, if a person dies, there is nothing.

A large number of soldiers rushed backwards, desperately rushing backwards, some people were in a hurry, and even wanted to step on other people's shoulders and head over, but as a result, they were pulled down, trampled under their feet, and let out a scream until there was no sound.

The army is in complete disarray.

The air was filled with a choking smell, and the ash after burning had begun to drift densely towards this side of the valley, and it would not be long before the entire army would be swallowed up.

In the crowd, there was a burst of exclamations, and they were running even more desperately towards the back, crowded with people, and suddenly, a soldier let out a miserable cry.

He had been squeezed to the edge of the cliff, his feet unsteady as the crowd swirled, his hands waving in all directions, trying to catch others, but everyone hastened to dodge.

So, his body fell like this, and his screams, along with his body, kept going down, down, for a long time, before there was an echo, and it had fallen to the bottom.

With this example, the others were even more frightened, and they struggled forward, trying to get out of this terrible place.

The person in front had already run past the destroyed cars, and in front of him, there was no one left, it was already empty, he just had to follow the road he came from and run back.

"Boom!" At that moment, there was an explosion under his feet, and then, when everything had calmed down, he had fallen to the ground, not moving, and the lower part of his body was a blur of flesh and blood.

Just before the exchange of fire, behind them, someone actually laid a mine! blocked their back road.

The people behind didn't dare to step on it again, and the ones who ran in front were embarrassed.

The one in the back, I don't know what the situation is, is still running forward, the whole crowd is crowded, so the people in front are involuntarily pushed in.

"Don't, don't!" The man in front shouted, raised one leg and walked on only one leg, hoping to reduce the danger, but to no avail.

The explosion of mines sounded again, and the mines planted by the enemy were so dense!

When the successive explosions sounded, the crowd behind finally stopped pushing, and they looked at the forest fire that was fiercely rushing towards them, and everyone had desperate eyes.

They couldn't run anymore, all the roads were blocked, they were either killed by mines or burned by forest fires, and they would die here in such a humiliation!

The fire lit up the night sky, and the firelight was printed on everyone's face, their fear, despair, and unwillingness, at this time, their end seemed to be doomed.

The firelight was also imprinted on Khrushchev's face.

Khrushchev didn't run just now, and when the forest fire began to burn, Khrushchev knew that the other side would not give him a chance, and since he planned to set fire to his own side, how could he leave an opening for retreat?

Both in front and in the back, they must have been arranged, and the exchange of fire had just lasted for more than half an hour, which was enough to lay mines several kilometers long, and enough for everyone to step on.

If you want to run, there is only one way.

The firelight illuminates everything here, and you can see that although the cliff on the right is bottomless, it is not vertical. A lot of places are inclined.

"Hats." Khrushchev shouted.

A chariot hat was put on Khrushchev's head, Khrushchev was short and fat, and this hat, which was swollen and bulging, only the last button was buttoned.

Rodimtsev, who was on the side, was also equipped with the same equipment, took off all the sharp things on his body, and then, looking at Khrushchev.

"Let's go, let's go down." As he spoke, Khrushchev began to move his body towards the edge of the cliff, almost clinging to the cliff, grasping the weeds on the side with both hands, and slowly walking down.

Rodimtsev took a deep breath and walked down.

Two of them were the first to demonstrate, and the others also began to climb down the cliff, at first, they were blocked in the back road, and now, on the entire serpentine road, there are people climbing down, forming a peculiar scene.

"Ahh One soldier shouted in horror as he stepped into the air, the weeds he was holding in his hand had been uprooted, and he began to roll down as he screamed.

Others, their movements were even slower.

Khrushchev's forehead was oozing dense sweat, his two arms were already sore, and his hands were also strangled by weeds, but the instinct to survive made him persevere.

No matter what the circumstances, you can't give up hope, as long as you have this kind of firm perseverance, there is a possibility of success, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, you must do your best!

The fire had already burned down the road, and if they hadn't come down just now, they would have been burned in the fire at this time.

Suddenly, his right leg twitched involuntarily, no, at this critical time, he actually had cramps, and he usually lacked exercise, so it really didn't work.

His body twitched, and after a few strokes, he finally couldn't hold on anymore and let go of his hands.

At this moment, his body involuntarily rolled up the hillside, as if it were a big ball of meat, and the armored hat he wore was protecting his head, although he was constantly hitting large and small stones, Khrushchev was still awake.

Khrushchev covered his chest with his arms and curled his legs while praying incessantly in his heart.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his back, his speed suddenly decreased, and then, there was the sound of bones breaking, and he was already at the end, and he had hit a large rock!

Khrushchev barely shouted, his eyes went black in pain and he fainted.