Time was running out to keep a few people on guard, but Degro believed that a steady stream of rescue teams would soon be pouring into Stronghold A. At that time, if these surrendered people in front of them turned against the water, it was difficult to guarantee that their side would not suffer from the enemy.

The best way is, of course, not to accept it, and how convenient it is to solve it directly on the spot. It's just that there seems to be such a thing as the Geneva Conventions. What are you going to do?

Naba was obviously a little troubled by this question, but a second passed and a second was missing, looking at the Russian soldiers kneeling in front of him and shivering, recalling the cruelty of the Russians to the Germans in the past, Naba's eyes were cold.

"Captain, I don't think we have time to take care of these incompetent Russians. I don't remember that the Russians were always kind to us. ”

Degro looked back at Naba, frowned, and asked, "What do you mean?" With that, Degro shook his gun and motioned to Naba.

"That's right, we still have a mission. Captain, we can't afford to waste too much time on this issue. ”

"Oh." Degro nodded with a sneer: "What did you just say?" I didn't hear it. But I'm sure the Russians will be back soon, and I'm going to take someone to set up defenses now, and I'll leave it to you here. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Degro led the people away.

Looking at Degro's departing back, Naba smiled and began to shout: "Now, I order, shoot all the Russians in front of me, and leave not one behind." I think God can't wait to summon these Russians. Forget the damn Geneva Conventions, everybody raise their guns. ”

"Boom." The Germans, who had surrounded the Russians, raised their guns neatly. They didn't care whether there was such a thing as the Geneva Conventions or not, and the German soldiers, who had always been betrayed by the Russians and were angry, carried out this order more than gladly, against the enemy. Kindness is not required. Especially the Russians.

It is no wonder that the hatred between Germany and France is so great that every German hates the Russians to the core.

The Russian soldiers were shocked and shouted angrily, but none of the Germans could understand. Some people simply jumped up and wanted to resist, but the answer was the muzzle of the black hole.

"Bang bang bang." The whole world was silent.

Degro came out again after listening to the gunshots. He waved at Naba. The latter trotted all the way to him.

"Well, well done. Now we have to think about how to buy the most time to hold back the Russians. I'm sure Sweet and Troman are almost ready too. ”

"Yes, Captain. We've just searched the colony and made some unexpected discoveries. There are still a lot of mines in the stronghold, and we can make a minefield and wait for the Russians to come and enjoy it. ”

Degro's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Great. Over to you. You immediately take someone to plant the mines. I'll find two more people to look around the stronghold, and as soon as we find the Russians, we'll stop, bury as much as we can. Just do our best. ”

"Okay, I see. Then I'll go down. ”

Degro nodded, looking at Naba's hurried back, Degro pulled out a pocket watch attached to his chest, and touched the metal case lovingly......

As the sky faded from Olbchok, Sweet and Troman were ambushed not far from Stronghold B. They drank the northwest wind. Eat up the vicissitudes of life. The ambush was also not a pleasant thing to do, and the sound of gunfire faintly coming from the direction of Stronghold A told them that the plan had already been executed. All I have to do now is wait for the right moment.

The attack on the French stronghold. Immediately spread throughout the area. The French army knew very well that this might be a counterattack by the Germans, because in the face of a strict blockade, it was believed that they would not be able to stand it, and the military was more certain of the previous judgment, and the large army continued to drive to the A stronghold, striving to completely block the recalcitrant Germans.

Stronghold A officially welcomed the Russians who arrived in a hurry, and all the legions in this area approached the outside of the stronghold, and an atmosphere of solemnity slowly permeated.

An arrogant French officer stepped proudly on the sand, and as far as the eye could see, the whole stronghold was silent. But he was sure that the soldiers who had been wandering around the French army lately were inside, but unfortunately, the stronghold was so heavily surrounded that there was no chance of escaping.

He smiled contemptuously and said a few words to the guard next to him. Then he smoked a cigarette leisurely.

A few minutes later, with a single gunshot, the Russians moved. A battalion of more than 300 men began to move towards the stronghold.

The offensive is about to begin.

Since the Russians did not know the details of the Ludao Army, it was also a tentative attack. But what they didn't expect was that they were only about 20 people on standby.

The Russians trotted over the ruins and sand, and there was silence around them, they did not know what the Germans were going to do, and there was not even a figure. The fact is that there are more than 20 people, and there are indeed few figures.

What changed the tide of the battle was when a Russian soldier stepped on a mine planted by Naba, "Boom. "The yellow waves rose into the sky, and the color gradually deepened, turning from yellow to green, and then from green to black. The soldier's bad luck directly affected his teammates who were not far from him, and about four of them were directly swept over by the air wave, and after performing a 360-degree turn in the air, they fell back to the ground without a sound. Of course, the Russian soldier who stepped on the mine was the worst, he was directly swallowed by the air wave, only the leg that did not reach was retained, and it hit the soldier who was outside the explosion range, fortunately, the soldier who was hit by the leg was only frightened.

"Mines!" The face of the French officer, who was still optimistic, became a little solemn.

The advancing French army realized that the stronghold was not empty. But the duty of the military tells them that they cannot retreat now. So the rest of the men went on their way.

Step by step, Degro watched as the French were finally within range of their rifles. He felt the slight nervousness of the soldiers around him, and the current situation had already told him. He was already surrounded, and like the captives they were besging, he had only two choices: he was not passive to death. Or resist to death.

Another mine was blown up, Degro looked at the advancing French army from a distance, he felt his heart twitching, at this moment, he had no fear, only regret, he hated to kill more Russians. Sigh. He carefully pulled out the pocket watch that hung around his neck and opened it gently, with a photograph attached to one side. It was his most beloved wife, and it was a pity to think back to the happy times he had with his wife. It was the Russians in front of them who took it all away. Lovingly touching the picture of his wife. He kissed him violently, as if he was about to exhaust all his strength. Then, squat down and dig a small pit in the ground, put the pocket watch away, preferably in the soil, so that no trace can be seen.

Naba watched Degro silently, and he knew that Degro had already embraced his mortal intentions. The act just now shows that even if he dies in battle, he cannot give the Russians his most beloved things, but chooses to stay on the soil of his homeland.

"Alright. Brothers. As you can see, there is no chance of our survival. But I want to ask everyone if you regret it? Degro said it very bluntly. There is no concern at all about whether it will affect morale.

"I have long known this clearly. Otherwise, why would I choose to come on a mission? Naba empathizes.

"Captain, I'm satisfied. Think about how I shot at the Russians who begged me for mercy. I will never forget that look on his face. It's worth it. One of the soldiers below said proudly.

"That's right, the cowardly Russians are vulnerable to our great German army, and we can capture a stronghold of no less than a hundred men with more than twenty of us, and this is the proof." Another soldier added.

"Captain, you don't need to say anything. In fact, everyone now understands the current situation, but we are not afraid of death. Even if we die in battle, Germany will still exist! ”

"That's right, even if we die in battle, Germany will still exist!" This sentence immediately resonated with most people.

Degro waved his right hand proudly: "Well, even if we die in battle, Germany will still exist!" Now, then, let us offer our greatest loyalty to Germany and let our blood be sprinkled on the land of the Motherland. ”

"Okay." The Germans responded with a bang.

The French troops near the stronghold slowly approached, and the morale of the German troops in the stronghold rose instead of falling. Is there really a miracle in this world? Perhaps.

Morale did not give the Germans trapped in the stronghold any hope of turning around, the contrast in strength between the two sides was too stark, and the previous attack on the stronghold was because the Russians were defenseless. Now the Russians are coming prepared, and there are many of them, which makes the recalcitrant German army like a boat on the sea, and there is a possibility that it will be overturned at any time.

Both sides are already within range, and the tool they use to talk to is firearms.

"Bang bang bang." Dust on the battlefield.

Although the mines were a great shock to the Russians, they were not enough to compensate for the disadvantage of the Germans. And when the French officer saw that the resistance of the other side was not as shocking as the minefield just now, his keen sense of smell made him feel that there were not many Germans in the stronghold at all, so he decisively sent another battalion to strengthen the offensive, and the tentative attack was immediately transformed into a full-fledged attack. The pressure on Degro increased violently.

Countless enemies in front of him were suppressed from all directions, but Degro was helpless. Only the occasional hapless Russian soldier stepping on a mine can make his brow stretch.

"Naba." Degro shouted.

"Here." The strong man in front of him was the same as the last time Degro called him, still with a dusty face, still spirited, still mighty.

"Well done. It's a man. Degro exclaimed heartily.

The answer to him was the fall of a Russian soldier who rushed on the opposite side, and Degro glanced at Naba, who was adjusting his firearms, and stopped talking, concentrating on the battlefield.

After receiving the order from the commander, the Russian army also understood that the enemy in front of them was only a few people, but these few people made their own side so embarrassed. Hiding in the trenches, hiding in the trenches, shrinking and continuing to shrink, there are even people who simply deliberately drag and do not rush, the most outrageous thing is that there are a few people who want to be deserters. Isn't this a discredit to the face of noble Russia. Didn't you see another battalion coming from behind? said that he came to help, but looking at the eyes of the people who just came up, it was clearly contemptible, think about it, just a platoon of people actually scared a battalion of people, what is this called. It's a shame. Anger, the anger of the Russians gradually heats up.

The battalion that was the first to enter the battlefield finally couldn't take it anymore, almost at the same time. The Russian army abandoned the defense and rushed to the stronghold one by one. Vowed to send all evil Germans to hell.

Degro calmly watched more and more Russians rush out in front of him: "Soldiers, the time has come to be loyal to Germany, let us destroy the confidence of the Russians with blood, Germany is above all else." ”

"Germany above all else."

"Germany above all else."

The boiling Germans poured all their enthusiasm into the bullets, "Bang bang bang." "The Russians fell in small rows, but there were still large groups of people gradually approaching the stronghold.

The crowd of Russian troops swept the entire battlefield like a wave. Fall one, and the latter one will be made up immediately. The Germans were still too few in number, and they could not do anything in the face of all this.

Loss of positions. The distance is getting closer. The two sides are finally about to face each other in a white-knives battle.

"Load the bayonet." With a shout, Naba jumped out of cover and stabbed straight at an oncoming enemy. The cold feeling of death instantly froze the soldier's body. He fell reluctantly.

Degro also jumped out and rushed towards the Russian troops who had already stepped into the stronghold. But unfortunately, the stab was empty, also because Degro's left hand was injured, and his center of gravity was not very stable. The Russian soldier who fought against Degro was obviously more experienced, and I saw him easily dodge to the right of Lu, not giving Degro a chance to retract his knife, and slashed at Degro's chest.

So close. Degro didn't have a chance to dodge, and he felt a suffocation in his chest. The bayonet cut into his own fragile skin and plunged into his chest. And the strength of his body is slowly disappearing, and it seems that he is going to die. Originally, he wanted to pull the back of the smiling Russian soldier in front of him before he died, but unfortunately, his hands no longer had the strength to lift the heavy gun

The Russian soldier who struck Degro was obviously a veteran, and he excitedly struck the bayonet twice in Degro's chest, and another battle was born from his own hand, which was a happy thing. He stuck out his tongue and licked the blood splashed on his face, well, I can't tell if it's sweet or salty, it's hot enough anyway. But before he could continue to enjoy it, the sudden pain made him involuntarily take a step forward, a mouthful of blood gushing out of his throat uncontrollably, and he looked down to see that the tip of a bayonet was leaking out of his back. Turning his head, his unwilling eyes drifted to the person who attacked him from behind.

Germans, hateful. With resentment, he passed away.

The soldier who succeeded in the attack was about to lean over to pick up Degro, when suddenly, a bullet passed through his throat without mercy, shattering a tooth and sinking into his brain. He knelt on the ground, his legs cocked, and fell on top of the Russian soldier who had just been killed. In the distance, light smoke drifted from the hole of a rifle.

"Ahh A German soldier who was already frantic with grenades all over his body shouted and rushed into the crowd of Russians who were about to fight, and pulled his fuse to the sound of maniacal laughter.

"Boom." The blood-red mushroom cloud swept over a radius of nearly ten meters, and the place where the explosion passed was empty. All that remained was a severed limb and some organs......

The Germans are crazy, this is the thought of the Russian army that rushed to the front line. Every German attacked with complete despair, though they were few in number, really few.

Naba was now on fire, and three of his bayonets had died, and all he had paid was four deep wounds.

"Come on, come here." Naba shouted at the Russian army, and as he spoke, he had already pounced on the next prey.

The other party looked at Naba, who was mixed with blood, and was obviously frightened, and in a panic, he used all his strength to strike, but unfortunately he was separated by Naba's spear. On the battlefield, the price of defeat is life. Without a trace of mercy, Naba stabbed the enemy in the heart.

There is a murderous aura.

Before Naba could draw his bayonet, he felt a gust of wind cut at him from behind him. Almost instinctively, Naba immediately abandoned the gun and jumped. A wise decision saved the end of being killed. Sure enough, the attacker from behind watched in chagrin as the blow missed, and then looked at Naba, who was empty-handed, and continued to press.

"Poof." Naba had been waiting for his opponent's attack for a long time, and watching his opponent stab straight at him, Naba calmly dodged, grabbed the opponent's gun with both hands, and then pulled hard. Sure enough, the strong and strong Naba naturally had a great advantage, the gun was directly pulled out of the opponent's hand, and he tripped him to the ground, how could Naba let go of the opportunity, turned the bayonet upside down, and stabbed the opponent's back fiercely. A few seconds later, there was an additional corpse on the ground.

Killed another one, Naba wiping the sweat from his forehead. Seeing the Russian troops gradually swarming, they bravely greeted them.

But this time, God didn't give him another chance to perform. A bullet took away his martial prowess. It even made him leave this world without any reaction.

War is so cruel.

The Russian army took control of the battlefield, and the gunfire gradually became quieter, and finally disappeared completely.

The Russian officers stepped on the front line of the battle, and they were still shocked when they watched the heroic scenes. What kind of army is he facing, such a terrifying combat power is simply not like what a person can do. Before he could think more, a guard ran next to him.

"Report sir, the statistics are out."

"Read." The voice that replied was not very emotional.

"Our troops killed twenty-one enemy soldiers and did not take prisoners. Our army is killed, our army is killed, ...... "Speaking of this, the guards were clearly hesitant.

"Go on." It's still a voice with no emotion.

"Yes, our army lost eighty-nine killed and fifty-six wounded. Nine people are missing. ”

"Oh, I know, you go down." Missing people on the battlefield are the same as dead people. (To be continued......)