Steel Soviet Union

You were pointing at me, I was pointing at you, and the two guns were fighting fiercely, but neither of them would be the first to take it away. In the end, it was the grumpy company officer who couldn't bear the atmosphere and spoke first.

"I just want to live, and live at all costs. If you want me to die, then I will have no choice."

"So after you said so much, why didn't you shoot?"

"you!"

Looking at the old man from the past who still had a calm expression and a heartbeat, every bit and every memory of fighting side by side in the past appeared in front of the company officer like a stream flowing backwards. His fingers kept exerting force, but I just couldn't pull the trigger, so I had no choice but to continue speaking.

"What about you? Why do you have to stop me? If you refuse to let me go, there are still so many brothers who have a way out!"

"Because we are soldiers! Soldiers have honor, responsibility, and backbone! If we lose these, what do we have!? Every day we have fought for in the past will be completely meaningless!"

""

Just now, his tone was so high that he stopped talking, but this wasn't because he didn't know how to speak, it was just that he was confused, surprised, and more helpless about the current situation.

A moment later, when he spoke again, the powerlessness in his words was already visible to the naked eye.

"Then what do you think we have now? And those things you just said?"

"Everything you have experienced so far can be traced back to lies, you know this. Is your honor, responsibility, and backbone based on one lie after another? What has happened so far Isn't it enough to be a bubble? If this is not considered a bubble, then tell me, what kind of thing can be called a bubble? "

"give up"

"What?"

The company commander's mind is far more resolute than the company deputy imagined. Even if it is distorted and pathological and has been seriously divorced from reality, there is no denying that its existence itself symbolizes indestructibility and infallibility.

"If we give up, then everything we have fought for in the past will be called in vain at this moment."

"I know those things are true. I've heard about it a long time ago. I also believe that Marshal Paulus is still alive, but so what?"

"There is no right or wrong between us and the Russians. There is no distinction between good and evil. There is only endless life and death. As long as one party has not destroyed the other, then everything will not stop. And I will never wait for the Russians to be captured. Come and kill me. I will fight until the last moment and use up my last strength to destroy the Russian. Either you die or I live, it’s that simple.”

""

Lieutenant Commander's expression was full of disbelief in every sense. At this moment, he could hardly believe that what he heard was true, and he couldn't even believe that the familiar face in front of him was the very familiar person from the past. old comrades and good brothers.

"Who turned you into this? Is it Nazu?"

"No one changed me, I changed myself, Mueller. You should also learn to change and recognize this simple fact. It is very simple."

""

The company officer who was speechless at this point hesitated again and again, but the final choice he made was unexpected by everyone present, at least except the company commander, including the military police chain dog.

The company officer quietly put down the gun he was holding tightly in his hand, took a step forward with a sad smile, and pressed his head against the muzzle of the gun that the company commander still could not put down.

"If you have more courage than me, then come on! Shoot me! You know there will be no other choice today, because neither of us can change each other. Just now was the last attempt, and the result is obvious. "

The company deputy was willing to take the initiative to put down the gun after thinking about everything, but the company commander would not. The cold words just blurted out from the cold mouth again.

"If there's only one choice between you and loyalty, then I'm sorry, old friend, because it's not your choice."

"Then you are still talking nonsense! Shoot! Let me see you are still a man in the last moments of your life!"

"Company Lieutenant! No!"

"Damn it, Mueller! Are you fucking crazy? You said we should live together!"

""

Behind him, his subordinates and comrades who were loyal to him were shouting loudly and extremely anxious. Only the company officer involved was still staring at the person in front of him with his eyes, without any fear or wavering, as if staring at the coldness on his forehead. It's like the thing is a toy and not a real thing.

"So, I'm sorry, friend. Farewell."

The cold words were spoken slowly again, and the index finger that had been holding the trigger suddenly exerted force, and the firing pin fired the primer's projectile in just a moment.

boom--

! ?

! ! !

Immediately stunned by the sight before them, the next action of the several military policemen who had just recovered was to raise their MP40 submachine guns and point at the target without hesitation.

But, after all, there was someone who moved faster than them, and there was more than one person.

more importantly.

Under certain circumstances, once the first gunshot is fired, it is not up to anyone to decide who fired the second, third, or fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, or ninth subsequent gunshots.

"Fire!!!"

Da da da da da——

Chug tug tug——

Bang bang bang——

The fully automatic firing sounds of the MP40 and STG44 exploded, and the MG34, which fired fast enough, instantly erupted into a piercing scream like the sound of tearing linen. Even the G43 semi-automatic rifle, which has the slowest firing rate among all the weapons present, still empties the magazine with extremely fast and continuous pulling speed.

""

Smoke curled up from the barrels of the guns. The German veterans who had killed their comrades with their own hands looked at the company commander and several military policemen lying on their backs or lying down in a pool of blood. They were filled with adrenaline. After the frenzy gradually receded, the big breath finally came too late.

"Damn it! How did it become like this!?"

"We just beat one of our own to death!? Just like that???"

"Shut up! The thing has been done. There is no choice between just now and now. He said it himself! Either you die or he dies!"

Someone had to die after the gunshot, but it wasn't the company officer who thought his life was in danger at the last second.

Looking at the company commander who was still bleeding on the ground, covered in gunshot holes, and refusing to die in silence, he was his former comrade-in-arms and a good brother.

He did not do any useless work, nor did he cry and wipe away his tears without saying a word. He just quietly turned around and walked to the person in the other direction who had just fired the first shot and brought down the company commander.

"Why did you shoot?"

"Why did you shoot? Are you stupid? Boy."

The old man who had squatted in the Verdun meat grinder had a look of disdain on his face, holding the broken Mauser rifle in his hand that had just been fired and was now used as a walking stick. The sober words of the world were expressed in such a straightforward way. blurted out.

"If I don't kill him, you won't be able to survive! In 1916, I saw such a fool killing hundreds of people. What? Do you want me to see him again? I regret why I didn't shoot at that time. This time I don’t have to regret it anymore. It’s him, not you, and the gang of boys behind you!”