Chapter 533 - 533 Isn't that funny?
"Hahaha," Wolf laughed dryly, "it's not funny. β
"Because I'm not telling jokes ******! Indeed around......"
Wolf's machine-gun fire drowned out James's voice, and the bullets swept down the alleyway, killing a Russian who tried to get his way along the wall.
After Wolf stopped firing, Hans said: "You listen to the gunfire around you, the battle continues, the Russian army doesn't have so many repeating weapons, they only have Maxine, and Maxine's gunfire is different from all our automatic weapons." The other armored hunters must have withdrawn to the prepared second line of defense, how could they not find anyone? β
"You're right, the battle continues." James spat on the ground and continued, "There must have been people who withdrew to the pre-prepared position, but the people who were supposed to be in the house next to us didn't withdraw, they may have died, and you didn't see how many Russians rushed up, we were lucky to ****** alive, damn it, we were lucky to live until now." β
"I think all those who survived such a war are going **** luck." Wolf said and fired another short shot, scaring the Russian troops who were watching back.
"We have to get out of here now." James continued, "There are only three of us, and if the Russians can only come from one direction, we can resist for a long time, but if the Russians come from somewhere else and surround us, then the three of us will definitely die even if we have automatic weapons, you know?" So we must give up blocking the Russians here and move towards our own people. β
"What if the Russians suddenly encounter each other while on the move?" Hans Zimmer objected, "We can at least build defenses here, and this house is just a few places to enter, isn't it?" We could even retreat upstairs......"
"And then the Russians blocked the house and blew it up alive with a grenade?"
As soon as James finished speaking, a Russian roar sounded outside the store, and when the three of them looked out together, they happened to see a Russian soldier with a big shoulder and a round waist throwing out a grenade.
The grenade flew in a perfect arc over an unimaginable distanceβa distance that made one marvel at the Russians as a race capable of fighting bearsβand finally, the grenade landed outside the shop window, exploded with a thud, and whipped up a gust of wind mixed with dirt and sand and small glass shavings on the faces of all three men in the room.
"Throw it far enough, idiot!" Wolf yelled.
Then there was a Russian scolding from the other side.
Wolf responded with a volley of spot shots.
"Alright," Hans patted the dust off his body, "I think you're right, we need to start moving and join our own people." "Let's go, then." James immediately turned and ran towards the back door.
Hans stood up and patted Wolf on the shoulder to follow James' footsteps.
Wolf finally got up, and while firing three bursts at where the Russians were hiding, he retreated to the door before turning and burrowing into the door leading to the back of the house.
After coming out the back door of the house, the trio walked briskly along the path, heading straight for the place where the gunfire was most intense.
James led the way, Wolf held a machine gun to guard the rear, and Hans held a gun to guard the left and right in the middle.
James, who led the way, suddenly stopped and squatted, and Hans, who was following behind, immediately did the same, and then Wolf, who was at the back, did not miss this point at all, and his leg hit Hans directly, and his body went over Hans's back and head, and he fell into the mud.
There was a loud noise from the fall, but the dense gunfire was overpowered.
James turned around and whispered, "What are you ****** doing?" β
"Stop and say something!" Wolf grumbled, spitting a mouthful of muddy saliva on the ground, ", my tooth may have been broken." β
"Shh James turned around and scolded, "Don't talk ******! β
After the two quieted down, James quietly poked his head out and observed the situation on the other side of the corner.
After retracting his head, he said to the two people behind him: "Seven to eight Russian troops are on the edge of the earthen wall twenty meters away, and it seems that it is a commander and his guards. β
"Then let's kill them." Wolf said as he began to look down at his machine gun.
"Kill them? Who knows if there are still Russian troops nearby......"
"Oh come on, it's all Russian troops nearby," Wolf looked nonchalant, "maybe there's Russian soldiers rummaging through the houses on the other side of the wall we're leaning on." β
"Wolf was right." Hans shrugged, "We can't turn back anyway, there must be a bunch of Russian troops behind." If we want to go forward, we have to go to the front. Let's do it first. β
James was still about to speak, but Hans pulled the bolt of his gun and interrupted him with a mechanical voice, and then Hans said, "I'll rush out first, to the cowshed opposite, and while the enemy's attention is on me, Wolf goes out and kills them with a machine gun." β
"I like the idea." Wolf cracked his mouth and looked happy.
"James, you just look behind you and cover Wolf by the way. Well, get ready for action. β
Wolf scrambled to his feet and said, "I'm ready." β
"When I go out, count to three, and you'll come out." Hans took a deep breath, jumped to his feet, and ran wildly towards the cowshed in front of him.
Someone shouted something in Russian.
The Russians opened fire when Hans was about to reach the cowshed, but the rifle was clearly not held firm, and the bullet flew directly over Hans's head and hit the chimney of the house not far away.
At the same time, Wolf roared and rushed out of the corner and fired in the direction of the Russian troops.
As soon as he rushed out, he first pulled the trigger, and then used the body of his gun to flick the whip of tracer bullets at the low wall.
The Russians, who had been standing in place with their guns raised, scattered and fled, and the two who did not run were directly hit and slammed backwards into the earthen wall high as the people's chests.
Wolf moved towards the cowshed as he shot, shouting as he went, "James! What are you still stunned about! Fast! β
James also burst out of the corner, shooting indiscriminately in the direction where the Russians were hiding as he ran, and seconds later he rushed into the cowshed.
At this time, Hans came out and fired at the Russian army with an assault rifle, while Wolf stopped shooting and ran wildly towards the cowshed.
"We're killing them!" After rushing into the cowshed, Wolf excitedly said, "I killed the officer, and I still have golden epaulettes on my shoulders!" β
"yes, well done, you can get the second-class Iron Cross this time."
James had reached the other side of the cowshed, pushed open the grass-stained wooden door, and looked out.
"No one, let's go!" Saying that, James was the first to go out.
The other two looked at each other and hurried to follow.
As soon as they came out of the cowshed, the two saw James staying in the yard of the cowshed, looking at what was in front of them.
"There's a Jeep here." He said.
"We're armored hunters, so it's normal to have jeeps." Hans stepped forward directly and jumped on the jeep, "Let's go, anyway, it's going to pass through the Russian army, and it's much better to have a jeep than to walk and rush." β
"Hey! Isn't it good for us to run away with it? James pointed in the direction outside the village, "Flee directly in the direction of our army......
"And then what? Our unit is still fighting, we ran out, do you want to go to court-martial? β
"Now it's a mess, we don't distinguish each other, and we flatly deny that we think the troops have been annihilated......"
"Come on." Wolf was already in the jeep, "If we don't come up, we'll both leave, and I'll still have my medal." β
"Damn." James scolded and got on the jeep.
In order to be able to open the jeep produced by the German army during the war, there is no such thing as a key, and it can be ignited directly by turning the ignition button. Hans started the car, slammed the wooden gate of the yard with a slam on the accelerator, rushed onto the dirt road of the village, and slammed the steering wheel.
The Jeep then made a beautiful tail flick, and Wolf in the back seat was almost thrown out.
"Are you going to kill me?" Wolf yelled, but the sudden appearance of the Russian army at this time immediately attracted Wolf's attention.
James in the passenger seat raised his gun and fired a shot, sweeping down all three Russian soldiers who suddenly broke into sight.
Hans Zimmer never let go of the throttle, allowing the jeep to gallop like a wild horse on the village road, rushing in the direction of the most intense gunfire.
As the jeep drove up the stone road that crossed the central axis of the village, a group of Russian troops was advancing in the shadow of the buildings next to the stone road, and Wolf was shooting at them with a machine gun.
"There's a firefight ahead!" Hans shouted.
"It's a church! There are brothers who occupy the church in the resistance! James responded loudly, and at this time, it was obvious that the Russian troops on the side of the road suddenly increased, and James opened fire desperately.
The next moment the jeep rushed directly into the open space in front of the church, and found himself in the net of fire from both sides.
A machine gun was immediately aimed at the jeep behind the sandbag barricade in front of the church, and after a few seconds of scavenging, the shooter realized that the jeep was his own.
When the machine gun shifted the rays, the three men on the jeep were so frightened that they were almost peeing their pants, but they miraculously did not get shot at all.
At this time, an officer in a military cap opened his throat and shouted to the three people who wanted to get close to the church: "Go find the radio!" Our radio is broken! Sue General SΓΉ, this place has been breached! We will hold on to the church and wait for reinforcements! β
"Yes, sir!" Hans shouted as he slammed the steering wheel to avoid the imminent collision with the statue.
Then the jeep smashed through the wooden fence of the cemetery next to the church and ran between the tombstones.
A Russian Maxine aimed at the jeep and fired suddenly, forcing the three of them to lower their bodies and hide their bodies as much as possible within the protection of the jeep's iron shell.
Fortunately, the jeep was not in the machine-gun shooter's field of view for long, and the entrance to a public burial ground just blocked them.
Maxine's bullets struck the small marble building, shattering the statues and crosses used for decoration.
After rushing out of the other side of the cemetery, the three found themselves almost at the other end of the village - they had actually walked through the village in the midst of fierce fighting.
Hans drove the jeep up the main road outside the village, and just after driving for a while, he happened to encounter the battalion's fire support detachment.
"Do you have a radio?" Hans asked the captain in a loud voice about the speed of the car.
"Nope!"
", where's the radio?"
"You'd better go straight to the division." The captain pointed to the path leading to his rear, "There must be a roar in the radio communication now, just like when we were in France, you go to the division headquarters, state the situation here directly, and bring back reinforcements." β
"Yes, Captain." Hanston paused and said, "Maybe you should go to the division......
"No, I'm going to command my troops to form a new line here in the woods," the captain then glanced at Wolf's machine gun, "I'd like you to keep it if you can, but you may need to use it to break through the scattered Russian blockages in your path." Let's go! β
At this time, there was an explosion behind the captain.
The three comics were all taken aback.
The captain smiled: "The shells are running out, we are destroying 120 heavy mortars, so as not to fall into the hands of the Russians." Alright, you guys go quickly. β
Hans saluted the captain, then stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the division headquarters.