The strong man is angry, the blood is splashed ten steps, the king is angry, and the land is thousands of miles!

If the strong man knew that the consequences of his anger would be thousands of miles away, would he still splatter ten steps of blood? Unfortunately, there are no ifs. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

11 December, Vyborg.

"Sniper!"

At the moment when the shots rang out, Ivan Shidorenko and Gurov already knew about the roof of the gunner's house at a distance of about 250 meters from 11 o'clock, but there were no visible targets there, only a continuous roof.

While shouting, Shidorenko and Gurov, who were at the front of the queue, simultaneously fired bullets from their guns at the approximate position of the target, and within seconds, the wooden roof of the target position had been honeycombed by more than a dozen assault rifles!

Don't let a sniper fire a second shot!

The guards are well-trained, and while receiving the sniper's impact point cue, the 12 members of the team who are on the perimeter counterattack mission have already knocked the trigger in their hands, and under such a barrage, no matter how good a sniper is, there is no chance to fire another shot at the same target.

Before Lin Jun fell to the bottom, Alyosha behind him supported him, and turned around to block his vision with his huge body, and at the same moment, several large guards on the side formed a dense human wall, surrounding Lin Jun in the middle, completely blocking the peripheral vision.

"Chief!" Landscoch let out a wild shout, picked up Lin Jun with Alyosha, rushed into the nearby shop under the cover of the human wall, and put him on the ground.

"Doctor! Find a doctor! As the captain of the guard, Landscoch had already seen Lin Jun's injury on his left chest, and pulled out a dagger stuck in his chest to cut through Lin Jun's coat, and then saw blood oozing out of the bullet hole.

Alyosha pulled out the hand that was pressed under Lin Jun's body, and there was a slippery feeling on her hand, "Piercing wound!" ”

A medic was dragged into the store by two guards, and his face turned pale at the sight of the scene on the ground.

The Deputy People's Commissar of Defense was apparently not breathing, and the Cossack officer next to him had cut his clothes, and the wound was near the heart, and blood was pouring out. The worst thing is that the mouth and nostrils of the Deputy People's Commissar of Defense are already oozing blood.

"Don't do artificial respiration! Quick, the ambulance is outside, lift the person into the ambulance! ”

Pyotr Mikhainovich Malytsev shouted that as a first aid officer with ten years of experience in first aid, his heart was numb, but he still saw at a glance that the Deputy People's Commissar of Defense had injured his lungs, and the blood had entered the left lung from the outside, and he was in cardiac arrest, hoping that the heart had not been hit.

This will never do artificial respiration, let alone chest compressions for cardiopulmonary resuscitation, otherwise it will be desperate to infuse blood into the lungs, and the wounded will definitely die!

Landscoch and the guards were already desperate just now, although they had received first-aid training, but from the first-aid knowledge they mastered, the chief was no longer saved, and when they heard someone shouting, they turned their heads to see that it was a medical sergeant, and hurriedly lifted Lin Jun and ran out.

The troops outside were being scattered and deployed, and gunshots were heard from the buildings on both sides from time to time, but the guards in the core didn't pay attention to these at all, and all their attention was to move Lin Jun into the ambulance as quickly as possible.

Gusev pulled Rokossovsky on the side, and he didn't care about any demeanor: "The chief is seriously injured, notify the hospital to get ready!" I'll leave it to you here, you have to see people alive and corpses when you die! ”

Rokossovsky's mind paused for a few tenths of a second at the moment of the shooting, and when he could react, those Lin Jun's guards had already squeezed him around the periphery and ran to the side with Lin Jun. And by this time several of his own guards had already surrounded him in the middle.

It's not that he doesn't react quickly, it's that he can't compare to a professionally trained guard. This would not help him, so he immediately flashed to the side, commanded the guards to attack the target area, and had the troops on both sides search the entire street.

A few seconds later, he saw that Lin Jun's guards were already blocked at the door of the store, on guard, and any non-members of the guards would be mercilessly killed.

Rokossovsky felt a chill in his back at this time, not because he was afraid of what would happen if the sniper's target was him, but because he seemed to see Comrade Andrei being shot in the left chest just now.

What will be the consequences of all this?! He didn't dare to think about it, and he wasn't allowed to think about it.

Gusev's words made Rokossovsky feel the seriousness of the situation and also ignited a glimmer of hope: Andrei is still alive. The confidential secretary of the Deputy People's Commissar of Defense was talking to himself in a commanding tone, an order that could not be disobeyed, because at this time Gusev represented Comrade Andrei, so to speak, the Central Committee!

Loudly ordered the officers on the side: "Search all houses, and if there is resistance, shoot them on the spot!" Be sure to dig up the assassins! Rokossovsky was already red-eyed, not only because it was Andrei who was injured, but also because of the lives of his entire family and countless men.

By this time, the guards on the periphery, along with some of the Red Army soldiers, had rushed into the five-story building where the Assassins might have been hidden, and the guards were no longer calm soldiers during training, but a pack of wild wolves capable of eating people. Being attacked by the chief under their own tight guards was not only the biggest insult to them, they had already seen Lin Jun fall just now, at least seriously injured, and their duty required them to dig out the assassins, no matter what the cost.

At the same time, guards on both sides of the street have also stormed the houses on both sides of the street, searching room by room. The Finns inside were all under control, and they would be driven out into the streets, and anyone suspicious and resistant would be shot on the spot without mercy!

Everyone in the guards went crazy: they cleared the streets, searched several times to make sure that there were no weapons and no Finns capable of attacking, but this happened anyway. If it weren't for the fear that it would not look good after it was completely cleared, they would have temporarily driven away the entire street of Finns yesterday.

A few already knew that it was the Deputy People's Commissar of Defense who was attacked, but the majority did not, but everyone understood one thing: it was enough to have an attack, and if the assassin was not caught, everyone would be out of luck!

There was no mercy, no reason had been lost, the soldiers had only a desire to kill in their red eyes, and any Finn became a dangerous assassin in their eyes.

Ten minutes later, the guards found the body of a Finn dressed in civilian attic, with a dozen bullet holes in the sealed attic of the target area, with an ordinary Mosin-Nagant rifle and an empty bullet casing, as well as several jugs of water and some food.

After dragging the body out into the street, the guards handed over the rest of the clean-up task to the other troops and drove to the hospital without saying a word.

Rokossovsky had the Finns identified the corpse one by one, and one of the already frightened residents identified the corpse as the owner of the house, with two brothers serving in the army.

Rokossovsky's identification of the Assassin's neighbor gave Rokossovsky the idea that perhaps it was the Assassin who had learned of his brother's death that led him to assassinate a high-ranking Red Army cadre. He checked the location where the Assassins were hiding, the location was very hidden, and there must have been someone on the outside helping the Assassins, as the mezzanine of the attic had been sealed from the outside, and people could only lie down or crawl inside, and this person had apparently entered the mezzanine before it was cleared, and was not detected.

All of this was carefully prepared and premeditated, and the Assassins had no intention of leaving alive.

Immediately rushed to the Vyborg Hospital, which was now on first level alert, full of heavily armed guards, and all the Finnish medical personnel and wounded Finnish soldiers were kept under close control.

Outside the operating room, Gusev blocked Rokossovsky, expressionless: "During the operation, the left lung was punctured, breathing and heartbeat have been restored. The medical sergeant cleared the breathing passage of the chief's right lung in the car, leaving no blood to enter. ”

Gusev pointed to a sergeant and a sergeant who were standing nearby, "The medical sergeant asked the driver to deliberately turn the car a few times to recover his breathing and heartbeat. ”

Rokossovsky nodded to the two, and if it weren't for these two, Andrei would have drowned in his own blood in the car.

A young military doctor walked out of the ward and was immediately surrounded, "Comrade Deputy Commander, the Deputy People's Commissar for Defense was seriously injured, we temporarily controlled the perfusion of the left lung, but it is impossible to perform systematic surgery here, and the situation cannot be delayed, this is the opinion of all doctors. ”

"Immediately to Leningrad!"

"You can't walk by land, it's too late, and it's too bumpy. To use an airplane, it is also necessary to keep it as smooth and low as possible, and there must be no big movements. ”

There was no room for thought about it, and Rokossovsky immediately ordered: "Immediately let people speed up the clearing of the airfield and fill up all the craters!" Contact the commander of the Air Force of the Seventh Army, Porenin, and ask him to send the best pilots! ”

Twenty minutes later, Stalin, who was in his Kremlin office discussing the follow-up to the war with Molotov and Vorosinov, received a phone call from Leningrad, and since Vyborg had not yet made a confidential call to Moscow, Rokossovsky reported to Stalin through Debenko.

Molotov and Vorosinov saw Stalin's face grow more and more ugly, and finally turned iron blue - this happened only once, five years ago!

"Andrei was assassinated in Vyborg, seriously wounded, and is still resuscitating, the situation is not optimistic. Damn Finland! ”

Stalin's fist slammed down on the desk, and he was now furious, having lost his right and left hand five years ago, and now his successor, the first love, was dying.

"Suffer!"

Stalin in front of him is like a polar bear guarding a calf, ready to explode at any moment!

"Let Alexander go to Vyborg at once, I want them to pay!" (To be continued.) )