"Lezzili, Serge stayed behind to clean out the basement and make preparations for building a bear den."
Before Captain Culp finished speaking, Rezli started the electric drill and drilled a hole in the wall of the basement entrance, and then stuffed plastic explosives into it. Machine gunner Serge once again set up the machine gun to guard against anyone coming in.
The messy first floor rushed over.
At the same time, Wei Ran and others, led by Culp and Ruslan, climbed directly to the third floor and started cleaning up step by step.
In the third-floor corridor that had been cleared behind them, the medical soldier Ivan, with the help of the ammunition soldier Agni, used the faint light of the flashlight to start an emergency operation on the still-living Yakov and the communications soldier Vasili.
Help!
After clearing away the few enemies on the third floor as quickly as possible, Wei Ran and others bypassed the temporary operating room in the center of the corridor and climbed up the stairs to the fourth floor.
However, as they got closer and closer to the fourth staircase, they heard more and more clearly the sounds of screams and wails, as well as harsh laughter that Wei Ran couldn't understand.
But this sound was extremely consistent with the screams and crazy words coming from the loudspeaker outside, which was a little distance away from them.
Suppressing all the speculations in his mind, he cautiously walked up to the fourth floor. Before he could walk out of the stairwell, Wei Ran, who was walking at the front, saw the firelight shining into the stairwell from the corridor. At the same time, he was getting more and more excited.
Amid the clear screams and laughter, a strange smell of meat and burnt meat could be smelled. "Leva, get rid of the loudspeaker outside." Captain Culp whispered.
Upon hearing this, Leva immediately turned around and returned to the safe third floor, hid in a dark room, pointed at the speaker on the top of the building across the road and pulled the trigger!
Almost at the moment when the two loudspeakers went silent, Wei Ran and Feishenke simultaneously took a step out back to back and entered the corridor on the fourth floor.
At the same time, Captain Culp and Captain Ruslan also knelt on the ground and leaned most of their bodies into the corridor.
"Ta-ta!" "Ta-ta!" "Ta-ta!"
Amidst the faint gunshots in groups of two, each of the four suppressed the shock and anger in their hearts and pulled the trigger again and again, sending expensive bullets into the chests or foreheads of those scum.
Amidst a series of "plop, plop" falls to the ground and screams that have not stopped, Wei Ran and Captain Culp cooperated while running forward while quickly checking the rooms on both sides.
Behind the two of them, Ruslan and Feshank, who were also cooperating with each other, were also doing the same thing.
However, even though they had eliminated all the enemies on this floor, everyone's expressions were not very good.
Along the way, Wei Ran passed at least ten headless corpses, and also saw those who had iron wires passed through their chins and hung on a wooden clothes hanger, as well as those kneeling against the wall, wearing black hoods.
The cloth-covered head was pressed against the wall, and his hands were tied tightly behind his back by thick wire that almost dug into his flesh. The soldier was still alive.
Some of these soldiers were crying in fear, some were shaking uncontrollably, some were mumbling devout prayers, and some even wet their pants due to incontinence.
But at the end of the corridor, a warm bonfire was burning in an oil drum placed against the wall. Opposite the bonfire, on a leather sofa placed against the wall, two heads were lying
Wearing an Arab kerchief, a dead body shot in the temple or behind the ear.
But next to the oil drum, on an iron frame bed placed against the wall, there lay a soldier with his pants pulled down to his knees.
Beside the iron frame bed, there was not only a video recorder, but also a wired microphone.
But lying on the bed, the soldier who was receiving a blood transfusion had a cast iron iron on his crotch that had been adhered to the wound. At this time, there was even green smoke that smelled of burnt and urine.
.
But the poor soldier’s missing dick from his crotch was stuffed into his mouth, and his lips were roughly sewn together with wire!
What's even more shocking is that his eyeballs have been gouged out and replaced by two bloody ointment pills!
Even, even one of his arms
They were all tied to the burning oil drums with iron wires!
Reaching out and throwing the video recorder into the oil drum burning on the bonfire, Wei Ran silently pulled out the wire cutters and cut the wire on the oil drum. Then he carefully removed the hot iron and cut off the iron wire.
Thin wire over the soldier's mouth.
However, when he removed the bloody human body parts from his mouth, he found that all the soldier's teeth had been knocked out, and his mouth was full of blisters caused by burns and scalds!
"It's those lunatics. No one else can do such a thing except those lunatics who deserve to be stuffed back into the sow's asshole."
Culp silently lit a cigarette and said, "Victor, cut the wires off the other soldiers' hands."
After saying that, he knelt on one knee next to the iron frame bed, gently held the bloody head in his arms, brought the cigarette to his mouth, and said in a gentle tone against his ear,
"Take a cigarette, comrade. I have already avenged you. Several other comrades and I have killed all the enemies who tortured you. We will kill more enemies in the future."
Hearing this, the wounded man lying on the bed immediately stopped struggling and suppressed wailing. Light red blood also flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he took a hard puff of cigarette.
"Comrade, you...do you want to survive?" Captain Culp asked softly.
After a moment, the prisoner shook his head slightly, and a sad smile appeared on the young face covered with blood.
"Then, let me take you home. Your battle is over. You are Su... you are the hero of the Russian Federation."
Captain Culp gently put his hand on the prisoner's heart and waited patiently for the prisoner to take another puff of cigarette. Then he silently raised his PSS pistol and held it about two centimeters away from the wounded man's eyebrows.
The trigger was pulled.
"Clang!"
A bullet hit the still-burning oil drum in a parabola, and a small bullet hole appeared in the tortured soldier's forehead.
Gritting his teeth secretly, Wei Ran worked as quickly as possible to help the surrounding prisoners cut through the thick wires that tied their hands behind their backs.
By the time he put away the wire cutters under the cover of his backpack, Captain Ruslan and others who had already cleaned other rooms on the same floor also ran back.
"After asking, they were all soldiers of the 131st Brigade." Feishenke said angrily, "They were all captured when they hid in this building in the afternoon."
"How are our people doing?" Culp asked as he gently helped the soldier who was shot dead by his own hands put his pants back on.
"The Deshka heavy machine gun fired. The deputy shooter lost two legs, the communications soldier lost one leg, and the driver..." Sniper Leva, who had just ran up, clenched his fists, "The driver was killed."
"What's going on on the second floor?" Ruslan continued to ask.
Leva looked at the people around him and said, "The demolition crew has already arranged to get trapped. Even if there are people inside, they won't be able to get out."
Captain Culp glanced at the corpse on the iron frame bed, cleared his throat and said to the prisoners who had just been rescued, "Comrades, you have experienced the consequences of being captured.
If you want to survive, pick up your weapons and continue fighting. We have already taken care of those few people, but some of my companions are also injured. I am going to leave our medical soldiers and the wounded behind. Comrades, can you protect them?
, and follow the medic’s orders?”
"No problem!" A rescued soldier covered in blood subconsciously saluted and then asked, "Comrade, what about you?"
"We have other tasks"
Captain Culp paused and continued, "I'll give you five minutes to collect weapons, and then come to the first floor."
After saying that, Culp waved his hand and led everyone downstairs. "Is there anyone else in the basement?" When he came to the door of the building, Ruslan asked Lezli who was busy setting up explosives.
"It has just been cleaned up, and the machine gunner is cleaning up the corpses down below." Rezri pointed to the corpses piled at the door, "This building is full of lunatics who speak Dari."
"We are old friends"
While Captain Culp was talking to himself, he felt
The medic Ivan and the ammunition carrier Agni, who were carrying the wounded behind them, made way.
Behind these two people, sniper Leva also carried the lifeless pilot Opua on his back and silently walked into the dark basement.
After a while, the less than ten rescued young soldiers also walked down with the collected weapons and ammunition and some food and drink. "Prepare to blow up the stairs, and the others will enter the basement with me." Culp took the photo.
He patted Lezli on the shoulder and invited everyone to walk into the basement together.
Compared to the ground, the situation in this basement is pretty good. Not only does every room have a door, but you can also find faucets that are still flowing slowly.
"Medic, you stay to take care of the wounded and lead these boys to find a way to retreat." Captain Culp pointed the flashlight at Ivan, who immediately nodded, "Leave it to me!"
"Lezri will blow up the basement entrance and the stairs upstairs later. Where is the machine gunner and the pre-detonation exit?"
"All rooms marked with white paint"
Serge, who was walking out holding a corpse by the ankle, pointed at the closed wooden door behind him with his flashlight, then stopped and took out two boxes of unopened caviar bald heads from his bag and handed them to Yi.
Wan, "If you survive, I'm still going to work with you."
"Next time we meet, I'll give you 20 boxes of caviar." Ivan said, putting away the two boxes of caviar he had given out as gifts when we set off. "Leave our weapons to them too," said Culp.
The captain issued new orders.
Hearing this, Wei Ran looked around, took off the AK assault rifle on his shoulder, and handed it to a soldier wearing a tank cap along with the remaining magazines wrapped with tape on his body.
"Can...can you give me a grenade?"
The tank soldier, who looked to be in his early 20s at most, asked tremblingly as he took the weapon, "I don't want to be captured anymore. I would rather die than be tortured by them."
Hearing this, Wei Ran shivered involuntarily, silently took out a captured American hand grenade and handed it to the other party.
The young soldier immediately took the grenade and stuffed it into his cuffs. A look of relief appeared on his face that made Wei Ran's heart tremble.
"It feels so annoyingly familiar..."
Wei Ran muttered something, trying to get rid of the last girl in his mind who asked him for a grenade. He just took out the two boxes of caviar from the bag and threw them into Wei Ran along with a few compressed biscuits.
In a canvas bag held by Wan's hands.
Not daring to look at the grateful young soldier again, Wei Ran turned around and followed Captain Culp and others who also sent assault rifles and cans out of the basement.
In less than half a minute, as Rezri pressed the detonator, the stairs leading to the roof of the building collapsed amidst a series of explosions. In the steaming smoke, the entrance to the basement and the hidden
The people in the basement were completely buried.
