Chapter 2775 Revenge is a sophisticated science

Author: Corgi

Chapter 2775 Revenge is a sophisticated science

"Revenge is a sophisticated science, but first of all, we need to find our goal."

After confirming the situation on site, it was time for Marashenko to leave. There were still many things waiting for him to do in his job.

But first, we have to point out the direction for Alsim who follows along and delivers his idol to the door.

"But we don't know where the enemy is, and the clues at hand are not enough to find these bastards."

"I will solve it, please leave it to me."

After leaving the building, Malashenko, who came to the entrance of the building, stood on the crosswalk and looked around. The dark night still enveloped the land that had just cooled down, but it would not take long for the longest time to continue to heat up.

Marashenko, who had a preliminary plan in his mind, then spoke quietly to Alsim beside him.

"A bunch of evil demons who use the special ritual daggers of the SS. The two-legged Nazi are all over the ground, but not such humanoid creatures can be seen everywhere."

"Thanks to the fact that Nazi's grassroots rule and counterintelligence capabilities over Berlin have collapsed, our intelligence personnel can now obtain the intelligence they want without any obstacles in the city of Berlin, at least most of the intelligence."

"It's not too difficult to find such a group of special bastards. Their characteristics are too outstanding. Anyone who has seen them will definitely have a deep impression, I promise."

"besides."

The serious Marashenko looked at Alsim in front of him with a serious look, and his eyes staring at Alsim was a little at a loss.

"This is not a simple prisoner-catching and obtaining information. Although I have no evidence to confirm it, I vaguely feel that this matter is not that simple. It would be impossible to simply use my head to fill with evil deeds to explain the method of dealing with corpses, but there may be some other meanings here."

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Alsim understood Marashenko's words, probably understood that a similar premonition was also condensed and formed in his heart.

"This is a provocation, Alsim."

"No matter who your enemy is or why the priority targets come, they seem to be "interested" in you or your company. Leaving such things is not just a demonic way. I think the greater probability is to show you, humiliate you, kill you, and capture your soldiers, but you know nothing upstairs and can do nothing."

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Alsim didn't speak, his face and expression seemed a little solemn, but he was constantly thinking about every word Marashenko said just now.

"Of course, do I have evidence? No, so this is just a guess and a premonition. The enemy may not come to you and your company, but to our entire leader division, and even me, Malashenko. After all, there are many enemies who have accumulated over the years when fighting with the Germans. If the result is really like this, I wouldn't be surprised."

"I will try to find out the details of this group of people as soon as possible. If you find anything, I will tell you."

"Anyway, the key to the problem lies with you, cheer up first!"

"The enemy killed your soldiers, your best brother and old comrade-in-arms, but you were left with you. If this is the case, there is no greater irony, provocation, contempt than this. We can try to find them, but if the assumption is true, I bet he will come to you. This matter is not over. Be calm and don't lose again. The lost honor must be taken back by yourself! Hum?"

No matter how super tough a man is, he is still a human being. The scene he had just now lingered in his mind. After hearing the teacher's words, Alsim remembered the corpse that began to stagnate when he was discovered and his blood was drained. The scene of death with his eyes closed may not be forgotten in his life.

"Pavlov. He probably never thought he would end like this."

"I met him when the Western Front retreated in 1941. At that time, I, he, Petrov and Slavechenko, the four of us lost the large army and were disbanded. We didn't know where the friendly forces were, and we didn't know where to meet. We just ran east day and night, and we didn't even dare to drive. Every hour in the sky, German planes flew past, and German tanks and armored vehicles were everywhere on the road, and they could only walk on two legs."

"Petlov died due to his serious injury and infection. When Slavechenko passed through the swamp, he was exhausted and fell into it. We couldn't save him. We watched him sink little by little by little by little by little, and then bubbled a little by little until he disappeared completely."

"Pavlov and I were almost abandoned at that time. We were either scratched or damaged or cut by stones. God knew how many kilometers we had hiked on the path day and night, but we could not find the shadow of the large army."

"I said I can't hold on anymore. Brother, I've been running for a whole week with fruits, chewing grass, drinking dirty water. Give up. I don't want to go back to the main force. I can still fight guerrillas and fight Nazi until I die."

"But Pavlov, he disagrees."

"He told me that you are cowardly? Ah? The ruthlessness of your Finnish man, why did you become so cowardly when it was your turn to be beaten? You can only fight with the wind, but you can't fight with the wind, right?"

"If you admit it, then you'll stay here to fight fuck guerrillas, I'll go! Because I know that with the big army, you can kill a lot more than you do single-handedly, so stay here to have fun with those amateur guerrillas and be your guerrilla leader."

"Suka! I have to admit that this kid really grasped my weakness. I knew he said this on purpose, but when the unyielding spirit came up, I just wanted to show him."

Although time is limited, Marashenko knew that someone should talk to Alsim at this time.

After all, after Lian Jun left, Marashenko, who knew Alsim's narrow social circle, knew that this tough guy, Slavic Superman, was now only able to talk to him.

It is worth spending more time for Alsim. Just sitting next to Alsim, Marashenko on the curb chose to listen quietly, listening to Alsim's tone with some trembling voice.

"Later, we went through Stalingrad together."

"Neither of us would have met again in that kind of place. The first sentence we saw each other when we first saw each other was: "Damn! Are you not dead yet? I thought you were glorious long ago, and your life is so strong!"."

"Yes, we are not dead, we are still alive. And we live together until the end, until the victory of the Battle of Stalingrad, and we live together to join the leadership division, and start to write legends together."
Chapter completed!