"Shut up!" Troud yelled.

Although he didn't understand what Trode said, because of his sudden eruption of a roar, the Soviet non-commissioned officer who was held hostage by him was really startled and closed his mouth.

For the past few minutes, this Soviet non-commissioned officer has been rambling on and on in Rory, and as for the content, Trode doesn't even have to guess - put down the gun and surrender. How ridiculous this advice was for Trode, who was still waiting for his brothers to return, but until the rain began to fall, Trod's body could still hold on, even if his head could no longer stand......

Because he has been maintaining a movement, Trode has already frozen, and the problems of not being able to hold the gun have been solved, and now if he chooses one of the two options of putting down the gun and continuing to hold it, Trode will undoubtedly choose the latter, because it is more labor-saving......

Although this is good news, but at the same time, Trode is also laughing at himself in his heart, if he really can't wait for reinforcements, it is estimated that with his current state, it will be difficult to simply pull the trigger. He was now very afraid that he would keep calling because of the cold, and his right index finger, which had been shaking, would be seen by the Soviets in front of him, and if this became a breakthrough for them to deal with him, it would be too unconvincing, and it was precisely because of this that Trode swore in his heart that if he went back safely, he must put physical training on the agenda.

"Boom!"

There was the sound of artillery behind the position not far away, and a shallow smile appeared on Trode's frozen face, while the infantry who had surrounded him were shocked and turned around, taking advantage of this opportunity, Trode immediately opened the door of the truck behind him with his gun hand as if possessed by Tryna. Then he continued to point the gun at the Soviet non-commissioned officer, groped for the handrail with his left hand, and jumped into the truck at once, ready to run away in the car.

It was supposed to be so smooth......

But because Trode had been on his feet for so long, his body was completely inflexible, which made his already somewhat clumsy movements even more stiff. It took too long to open the door with a backhand. On the one hand, because he was very slow to move, and on the other hand, because he was not familiar with the structure of Soviet trucks at all, he did not touch the handrail for a long time, and felt that the muzzle of the gun was withdrawn from the head of the Soviet non-commissioned officer, so he grabbed this life-saving straw with all his strength, and with a force of both hands, he broke free from Trod's confinement, ran forward desperately, and shouted: "убил-его! (Kill him!) ）

Trood secretly screamed that something was wrong. Immediately raised his hand to aim at the Soviet soldiers in front, and before they could fully react, they had already killed two people. This amount would have been fine if Derek had just evacuated, because there weren't too many people watching them at that time, but after a few minutes, all of them already knew that Trod had taken their commander hostage, but they were just watching from a distance for the sake of protecting the commander and giving orders. Even later, many troops rushed to support the front line under the orders of the adjutant. The troops remained here only to give the captain a little respect while defending the rear.

But even so, the remaining troops were all staring at Trode, and when he shot, it was a complete declaration of war, and the Soviet soldiers who had endured him for a long time no longer had to accompany the German to play such a boring scene on this rainy day.

Trode also knew his life was on the line. Even if you hit all the bullets in your hand on those Soviet soldiers now, you can't wipe them out, and you are completely dead. Thankfully, Trode had already opened the door of the truck, albeit slowly. Ignoring the Soviet non-commissioned officer, Trode rolled over and got into the truck.

However, it can only be said that Tlord is too clumsy, a slam slam, only two-thirds of his body entered the truck, and the calf part was left outside, and in a hurry, Trode immediately rubbed twice and retracted his foot into the car. And at the end, Trode suddenly felt a force coming from the bottom of his foot, at first he thought that his foot was hit, when he subconsciously retracted his foot, only to find that the bullet only pierced his sole horizontally, if the angle was slightly offset, then his foot would definitely not be spared, seeing this Trode was really in a cold sweat.

However, although Trode's body is clumsy, but his brain is very good, he knows that he has no time to waste here, and he is now very glad that he learned the art of driving a car from Yorkson when he was idle and bored, although it is only a little better than his body's clumsy movements, but he can barely maintain normal driving, but this is really a rather failed apprentice for Yorkson's skilled master.

Although he knew the steps, the shoddy construction of the Soviet truck made Trod almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, many levers needed a considerable degree of force to pull, and at this time the enemy's bullets had already been fired, Trode didn't care about those, stepped on the accelerator with his right foot, and billowing black smoke came out of the back of the truck, and finally drove out.

However, as a transport truck, the GAZ-AA light truck that Trode is currently driving can be designed with bulletproof in mind, and a slightly more penetrating bullet can penetrate his steel plate, but only if the angle is more vertical, Trode turns left and right, trying his best to avoid enemy fire points while looking for his squad.

"Bell!"

The truck shook violently, and Trood knew that the truck's tires had been punctured, but now that the situation was urgent, he didn't have time to worry about these small problems, so he just lowered his head and drove the truck forward. This is also thanks to the fact that the enemy has withdrawn most of the troops, and the remaining weapons are only light weapons, light and heavy machine guns have been transported to the front line, so it is still difficult to pose a threat to Trod with these rifles alone, he only needs to protect his head now.

“использовать-ручная-граната！” (With a grenade!) ）

The Soviet non-commissioned officer didn't want to let Trode go, so he immediately ordered his men to blow up the Trood truck with grenades, but the fast-moving truck was so easy to blow up, and many grenades fell far away from the truck, until one grenade fell in front of the Trood truck...... (To be continued.) )