Last night was quite chaotic, the whole city was full of evacuated citizens, after all, there were only a few in cars, most of them by bicycle and some on foot, and when they all left, Moscow was empty.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a small group of people came to the heart of the capital, in front of the Kremlin.

In fact, when Moscow was gradually threatened, the evacuation had already begun, and the tons of materials in the Kremlin and all kinds of treasures in the museum had already been transferred to the rear in advance, and the gold in the treasury was also secretly transferred to the back.

Trains kept moving, bringing reinforcements from the Far East and bringing them to the East.

Otherwise, it would be absolutely empty words to retreat overnight, and even for the sake of secrecy, they would almost have to blow up the Kremlin themselves.

When Zoya came to the front of the Kremlin, although it was not the first time she had seen it, she still exclaimed: "It's great!" ”

In Zoya's hand, she held an old-fashioned revolver with two grenades pinned to her front belt.

"The Germans will definitely come here eventually, even if it is in ruins." "Let's hide in the building and wait for the last moment, let's go to the basement and wait until the air raid is over," Zoya said. ”

The huge Kremlin is no longer guarded, and it will eventually become a ruin anyway, and there is nothing of value in the city, so although the gate of the Grand Kremlin is locked, the windows next to it are hidden.

A few people jumped out of the window and entered the Kremlin, and if they had acted like this before, they would have been immediately shot as a counter-revolutionary, and they did not have the courage to do so.

But now, what is there not to dare to do for these seventeen or eighteen-year-old teenagers who are about to dedicate their lives to the Soviets, to Moscow?

They are not afraid.

At this time, the eastern sky was completely bright, and the sun was softly shining on the Grand Kremlin, and the Moscow River next to it was sparkling.

Several people wandered around the Great Kremlin for a long time, but they did not find the basement, but in a room around the corner, they found hundreds of oxygen cylinders.

As a high-ranking member of the Red Empire, of course, you must be prepared to survive the attack of thermobaric bombs, and when these oxygen cylinders were discovered, several people were even more excited.

They found a toilet on the lowest floor, sealed the surroundings, and waited for the attack of thermobaric bombs, anyway, there was enough oxygen, as a result, after waiting for a long time, the interior of Moscow city was not attacked by German bombs, although the city was soon in a state of lack of oxygen, but relying on oxygen cylinders, they persevered.

"I guess the Germans are coming up soon, and we're going to set it up." "We all have guns, but we are not trained, so we can't snipe, and I suggest that we stick to this building, and we mainly use grenades," Krajinov said. ”

When the troops fighting in the streets of the city retreated, some of the weapons remained, and several people found suitable weapons along the way, each with a gun and a grenade.

However, these minors, without rigorous training, could not fight the enemy at a long distance, so they could only hold out inside the building.

The others agreed with his plan, and they quickly arranged their defensive positions and waited for the arrival of the Germans.

Inside the gates, a circular position is formed, and as soon as someone shows their head, then greet them with grenades, with a gun in their hands! Krajinov, in particular, had a bobosha in his hand, and when the time came, he just had to pour bullets over it.

Zoya and Shura were at the front, and when there was a rumbling sound outside, Zoya had already pulled the grenade's drawstring.

As the door was kicked open, Zoya's fingers tugged on the drawstring and threw the grenade out with all his might.

"Boom!" Hans kicked the door open, and before he could stride forward, he heard a voice from under his feet.

"Gollum—" Hans looked down, and his face changed suddenly.

This is actually a smoking grenade!

Someone in there? The thought flashed through Hans's mind, and then it was a matter of how to deal with it.

All around is empty, there is no suitable cover at all, you can't run away, if it blows up, you and four or five people nearby will have to fly into the sky.

Squat down and pick it up? Hans didn't know if there was a time, as for bending down and throwing down, holding down the grenade, and exchanging his sacrifice for the lives of the other soldiers around him, that was only the last resort, and it was not there yet.

Almost as quick as his eyes flashed, these thoughts flashed through Hans's mind, and he was already moving.

Throwing off his leg, he threw it back half a meter, and then, when the leg moved forward, Hans's boot kicked the grenade.

"Boom!" When the boot made contact with the grenade, there was a crisp sound, and then the grenade was kicked into the air by Hans.

The angles and the strength have to be right, and in the spare moments of the fight, Hans is also a football fan, and now, the posture of kicking the ball and shooting the goal is quite accurate.

The grenade made a graceful arc and headed in the direction it had come from, and at the same time, Hans shouted.

"Quick, get out of the door!"

They had just thrown the grenade outside the door, and they had no way to dodge it, but now, with Hans flying up and kicking the grenade inside, it was safe outside except for the doorway.

Hans ignored the pain in his toes, opened his thigh, and flashed to the side of the door in two steps.

Of course, this is not the same as kicking a ball, this is simply kicking a stone, don't believe it, you kick a rock to try? Nine times out of ten, the bones of the front toes have to be crushed and fractured.

The front of the military boots is lined with steel plates, which are quite hard and will not be deformed when crushed by a car, so it is the steel plate part that has just come into contact with the grenade, and even so, the foot is still hurt by the impact.

The people next to them were also quite agile, and when they dodged to the side, they exploded inside.

"Boom!"

The grenade made a dull explosion inside, and countless fragments flew out of the open doorway, and it could be seen that part of it was minced meat.

"No. 1 Street Fighting Special Bomb!" Hans shouted loudly.