The killing continued, but the mountain cannon stood quietly beside the child who was crying during the day, reached out and took off his shirt, covering his corpse. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

No one knows when he died, or how he ended up in the grass of the flower bed.

The drizzle in the sky gradually thinned, and the dark streets were covered with strips.

Some were wailing in pain, others were just convulsions.

A team of ringing horses carried Garand, who had bayonets on them, and mended the knives one by one.

The gunfire rolled from the northeast to the southwest corner, and finally gradually calmed down in the faint white light of the east.

The day dawned, the rain stopped, and the war was temporarily over.

The silent city, washed by the rain, did not take away the smell of gunsmoke.

A team of rattling horses trampled on the sticky blood mixed with rain on the ground, and retreated towards the airport.

Stumps and severed arms spread all over the horizon, turning the entire city into a slaughterhouse.

The smell of metallic air made all the surviving residents huddle tightly in their corners.

No one dared to speak out, and no one dared to cry.

Even the old people who had experienced the Great Patriotic War watched all this with palpitations.

It's too intense, it's too miserable, it's too cruel!

No one has ever seen such a cold-blooded army!

The sky was slightly bright, and Zhukov, who rushed into the city with his army, looked at everything in front of him in pain.

The chaotic battle in the dark night almost cost him 140,000 troops!

Just one night!

140,000 slaughtered in just one night!!

The Soviet troops who rushed into the city were also stunned to see the scene on the street.

"How, how can this be!"

"That's, that's, that's Captain Joseph!"

"That's Tal!"

The corpses are not terrible, the terrible thing is that all of them have been beheaded!

The corpses are all over the place, and against the backdrop of piles of human heads, they are terrifying and gorgeous!

Yes, it's gorgeous!

The kind of gorgeousness that has a great visual impact!

No one vomited or stunned the Soviet troops who rushed in, because everyone saw death from the hideous eyes of the friendly soldiers before death!

It seems that those neatly placed heads are roaring: Next, it's you!

"Restrain the corpse!"

Zhukov, who was in a good mood, turned around and withdrew from the street.

I don't know why, but there is always a voice in my heart that keeps warning, as if I take one step further, I will step into the abyss.

The left foot, which wanted to move, relied on the right foot that was crushing, and turned his body.

Whoa...

Many Soviet soldiers endured fear, stepped on the blood on the ground, and carried the corpses in a team of two.

"Boom, boom, boom・・・・・・"

Zhukov's body paused, took a deep breath, and turned his head abruptly.

All dead again!

A team of hundreds, the moment they turned their heads, all died at the hands of a cunning enemy!

Under the corpses, in the pile of heads, there are all buried thunderbolts!

I thought that Zhukov was ready to walk into the street again, but the warning in his heart sounded again.

This time, Zhukov did not hesitate at all, turned around again and walked quickly towards the defensive line.

No one noticed that on the roof of the building, a kilometer away, two figures that almost merged with the wall jumped off the building quickly.

"Dio! After lying on the ground all night, I actually caught two army commanders! ”

"Hehe, second master, you have good skills!"

"No matter how good the skill is, it's useless, and it's not a hero!" As the second child spoke, the military uniform on his body quickly changed and blended into the street again.

"The main thing is that the old man is too vigilant, even if he takes a step further, he will definitely be able to take it!"

"Why don't we go out and have a look?" The second child is unwilling.

"Forget it, you're still waiting for us!"

The harvest at night was huge enough, not only allowing Xiangma to practice night raids and street fighting, but also causing almost everyone of the 260,000 surviving servant troops to see blood.

Whether it's stabbing a corpse or killing a living person, as long as you dare to do it, you will be qualified for this battle!

Reward, a pot of holy water!

Cure-all!

There are many antiques in the collection, such as stamps, command knives from the Tsarist period, muskets, rudders, wine bottles, broken gloves...

But the system only recognized the musket and the command knife, and the user was Alexander Vasilyevich Suvorov.

The collection completion rate is only 0.001%!!

"How the hell is this going to be played?" The mountain artillery scratched its head in frustration, can a 0.001% Tunguska explosion blow up a city?

It is estimated that it should not even be able to blow up a small courtyard!

In a calm city, no one cleans it anymore.

And the two warring sides also have no next move.

The inexplicable war has attracted journalists and spies from many countries.

But no matter who it was, after seeing the tragic situation in Yekaterinburg, they all consciously covered their mouths and noses and turned their heads away.

The city has been reduced to hell!

A strangulation war that shocked the world spread to all corners of the earth.

With whom is the USSR at war?

Could it be the devil crawling out of hell?

And Starling, who received Zhukov's details of the war, was also silent.

How should this battle be fought?

The veterans were all sent to the Far East to confront the footpot chickens and damned North Asia, while the forces in the south needed to be guarded against the rising Germany, and now the domestic reserves, with the exception of Mokos, a military district that must not be used, had all flocked to Yekaterinburg.

Recruits don't play any role in this battle for the city at all!

The more they are killed, the more they are killed, and the fear in the hearts of other soldiers.

Looking at Zhukov's opinion, Starling quickly signed the document.

"Mobilize four hundred Bt-7s, in addition, prepare 200 T-28 medium tanks, and transport them to Yekaterinburg in two days!"

The rumbling steam cart started again.

And the mountain cannon is leisurely asleep!

Also asleep were the warriors who had fought all night.

The ringing horses, which were the first to withdraw last night, stood up faithfully.

During the entire day, neither side was fighting.

3 a.m.

In the late-night street fighting, the snitch, who only killed a few people, was reprimanded by the mountain artillery in frustration, and boarded the long-range heavy bomber one by one with an excited look.

"Sailing at night, it should be fine, right?"

"Master, don't worry, you will definitely complete the task!!"

"Remember, as long as you find that the opponent's fighter is intercepting, immediately abandon the mission and return home, or abandon the car and hide!"

"Understood!"

"Buzz...

Perhaps God is also helping this group of snitches who are on a mission for the first time, and the originally cloudy sky is gradually revealing flickering stars, and even the round moon is also revealed.

Twenty heavy bombardments flew up from the runway one after another, and after flying some distance to the north, they turned around and ran to the west.

The huge movement attracted Zhukov's attention, and looking at the black shadows passing by in the sky, he quickly picked up the phone and notified Perm and Kazan City! (To be continued.) )