Chapter 402 The Fall of Moscow (End)
In the Vol Metallurgical Factory, Guardian Donnid Iric Bolkin is inspecting food safety in person in the kitchen.
"Hello, Comrade, what is today's dishes?"
"Come on, Comrade Colonel, the conditions here are limited. We have only prepared red cabbage soup, smoked fish and sweet corn porridge today." The fat chef answered while rubbing his hands, for fear that the other party would be dissatisfied.
He never expected that the big shot he could only hear from the radio before would now have to eat his own food.
"It doesn't matter, it's okay. Comrade Khrushche likes to eat corn porridge." Bolkin put the food boiled in the large pot in person in the bowl, and he tasted it with a spoon.
"You have worked hard, comrades!"
"No, no, no, nothing...I mean, thank you for your hard work, comrade."
Bolkin raised the dining plate and walked towards a room. When he walked into the room, he found that Khrushchev, wearing an ordinary jacket, had got up, and he was watching what he seemed to think outside the window.
"Comrade Khrushchev, please take care of your body. The soldiers here can be trusted. We will always follow you." Bolkin said softly in Khrushchev's ear, like persuasion, and like It is a commitment.
"Polkin, I just had a dream..." Khrushchev murmured.
"What? What did you say?" Bolkin thought he heard wrongly.
"I said I just had a dream..." Khrushchev repeated again, and then he waved his hand and refused the other party's support.
"Don't worry, my mental state is very good, but the dream just now was a bit too real."
"I dream of setting up a new alliance in the great Soviet. Eight franchisees are tightly united with the brave confrontation of the capitalist walking dog led by the United States ..."
"I dreamed of the Soviet astronauts flying into space, overlooking the earth in the starry sky, the Soviet Views Huanyu ..."
"I dreamed that our food harvested, and every family can eat potatoes stewed beef ..."
"I dreamed that I and an American guy debated in front of the kitchen for a long time. He didn't win, and I didn't lose ..."
"I dreamed of millions of red iron riding pillows to treat Ge, the Soviet Union held a grand exercise, and the entire European trembled ..."
"I dream of ... I dream of ..." Khrushchev rubbed his temple at this time.
"Then what?" Bolkin asked softly.
"I don't remember." Khrushchev spread his hand. "Later memories are getting more and more blurred, I can't remember it anymore."
Then Khrushchev clapped his hands and became excited, "So you don't have to worry about me, I will continue to fight against those revisionists with scheming intentions!"
"Rest assured, Bolkin, I will cheer up and eat a lot!"
After speaking, Khrushchev picked up the spoon on the table and took a big sip of the polenta. His whole body seemed to have regained his energy.
Taking advantage of this moment, Polkin began to report on his work. "We have already contacted Tito, and the other party's response was very positive. We can be accommodated in Belgrade. However, in order to avoid overstimulating Moscow, we can only enter quietly. They will be there." Border response ”
"Well, very good, Comrade Bolkin, your work is very powerful, let us together ... what is it?!" Khrushchev suddenly pointed at the clouds in the sky, and asked with a surprise expression on his face.
Bolkin looked back, a black spot outside the window flew at this side at a high speed.
Birds? No, birds can't fly so high.
fighter? That's not right, the speed of fighter jets is not that fast either.
That's ...
When I was still thinking, the stuff in the sky had begun to fall with the spraying tail flames!
"Comrade Khrushchev! Lying down!" Boom! Intersection Intersection Intersection Intersection Intersection Intersection Intersection Intersection Intersection Intersection Intersection Intersection Intersection Intersection
The huge explosion sounded all the way, and several buildings at the forefront of the factory area were shrouded in, the rubble collapsed, and the smoke rose.
"Guards! Guards! There are attackers, protect Comrade Khrushchev!" an officer ordered loudly, brandishing a pistol, and the soldiers behind him picked up their weapons and rushed towards the bunker that had not yet collapsed.
Boom! !
A man who looked like a commander fell down in response, and someone behind him planned to take over the command.
Boom! !
Another person falls, and anyone who gives orders will be named immediately.
Boom! Boom! Boom! !
Continuous and precise shooting turned the intersection leading to the fortifications into a dead line. Tanya pulled the gun bolt from a distance and tightened the toy rabbit in her hand.
"Visit inside! Go inside! Organize the second line of defense!" The soldiers who were on duty began to retreat from the factory area to prepare to re -organize defense.
"Don't waver! The walls here are very thick and sniper rifles can't hit them!" Someone shouted loudly to boost morale, but as soon as they finished speaking, there was a rumble from the opposite side.
In the smoke and dust, more than a dozen tanks rushed into the factory in a "V" formation at full speed, but the V was a bit out of shape - because all the tanks were of different models.
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Crusades, centurion, leopard, T34, Serman, and even followed two early Matlida.
What kind of ghost is this?
Everything in front of you looks less real, but the bullets fired on the heavy machine guns on the tank are real.
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Oh! Oh!
The fierce firepower directly suppressed the guards with light weapons to the corner, and then a few stuffy bears a dozen jars with white smoke were thrown into the house by the launcher.
Cough cough cough! ! ! Cough cough cough! ! !
Violent coughs broke out one after another. Dozens of soldiers wearing gas masks rushed in with rifles from outside. After a while, the semi-conscious Khrushchev was pulled out.
On a high slope in the distance, observers with telescopes were stunned.
"How many people can you defend against such an attack?" someone asked his companions.
"I refuse to answer this question until I figure out the thing that fell from the sky." The comrades around him didn't give any face at all, and at the same time, their faces were serious.
In less than fifteen minutes, the entire battle is almost over. The soldiers of Red Banking Silver solved Khrushchev's guards like cutting melon and cutting vegetables, while observer in the distance kept recording everything I saw today on the book. Essence
On the distant hills, Bolkin poked his head from the grass, and the intuition where he walked on the battlefield all year round helped him. The moment the gas bomb cast into the house, he chose to evacuate with the help of smoke.
Only alive can there be a chance to come back. He has to withdraw first, and then find a way to rescue the adult.
Although he wanted to conceal his whereabouts, he could not meet someone else.
A girl holding a toy rabbit looked at him curiously.
Bolkin was not in the habit of being merciful, so he pulled out the dagger from his waist in order to avoid making any noise.
"Sorry, it's just that you are not lucky." Bolkin raised his blade and greeted him.
puff! There was a sound of the blade penetrating into the body, but the girl opposite was still staring at him.
A small short blade stretched out of the toy rabbit, and stabbed Bolkin's chest straight.
(End of this chapter)