"Comrade Commander, Krasnoyarsk has been lost. Lieutenant General Sloya also sent a telegram. Since his counterattack failed, the Chinese army launched a large-scale counterattack against them. They were bombarded by aircraft and heavy artillery.
The losses were very heavy. The Chinese even used 305mm heavy artillery to attack. They quickly said: "Sir, these children are also resistance elements. Two of our soldiers were injured for this, so we
Teach these little bastards a lesson."
"These children also participated in the resistance." The soldiers of the Wehrmacht could not help but look at these children who could barely be called teenagers with suspicion.
"Yes, sir," the Vietnamese second lieutenant said with an angry look on his face: "When we came here, they and two Soviet soldiers hid in the house and shot at our soldiers. If I hadn't been lucky at that time,
He was beaten to death by them."
"That's right." The old squad leader pondered for a moment and said, "Since you have already taught them a lesson, forget it. They are still just a few children and have surrendered. There is no need to beat them anymore."
"Yes, sir." Seeing the commander of the National Defense Force speak, the Vietnamese second lieutenant was happy to be a favor and waved his hand to call back several soldiers who were teaching these children a lesson.
When the old squad leader was about to continue walking forward with his brothers, one of the oldest teenagers suddenly spat at a soldier walking at the back and cursed loudly in his mouth.
The old squad leader stopped and frowned and asked the new recruit beside him, Wang Chunsheng, who was also the only young scholar in the class who knew Russian: "Chunsheng, what is this kid talking about?"
Wang Chunsheng looked at the child, then at the old squad leader, hesitated for a while and then said: "Squad leader, this kid said that sooner or later he will kill all of us evil imperialist mercenaries and these hateful lackeys."
"Yeah." The old squad leader's face suddenly darkened, and he walked up to these teenagers. What he saw was the hatred in the eyes of the teenagers, which seemed to be able to shoot through people. Such eyes always
The monitor is very familiar with that look, which can only be revealed by unforgettable hatred.
"What on earth did you do inside to make them hate you so much?" the old squad leader asked the Vietnamese second lieutenant next to him.
"Sir, we just found the bodies of these children's parents inside. They were probably killed by our planes or cannons," the Vietnamese second lieutenant replied.
"That's it." The old squad leader pondered for a moment and said to Wang Chunsheng beside him: "Chunsheng, go ask these children if that's the case."
Wang Chunsheng came to the side of these teenagers and started asking questions in Russian. The older boy at the head spat in Wang Chunsheng's face with a "bah" sound, and cursed a few more words angrily.
After a while, Wang Chunsheng reported back with some helplessness: "Squad leader, the parents of these children were really killed by our planes, and they kept talking about it."
"What else can you say?"
"They also said that when we grow up, we will kill all the white bandits." Seeing the old squad leader's unkind expression, Wang Chunsheng hurried back.
"Kill us all, hey, they are very courageous." The old squad leader sneered a few times, with an imperceptible glare in his eyes. He walked up to the Vietnamese second lieutenant and whispered in his ear.
After a few words, the Vietnamese second lieutenant nodded, with a ferocious look on his face.
"Let's go, let's go." The old squad leader waved his hand and led his brothers to another building. When they had walked more than ten meters, they heard several crisp gunshots. When everyone turned around
When I looked over, I found that the three teenagers who had been standing in front of the house had fallen into a pool of blood. The M1911 Browning pistol in the hands of the Vietnamese second lieutenant in front of them was emitting faint green smoke.