Kosygin searched around and found no gold teeth. After all, there were only a few Germans who had the money to inlay gold teeth. He sat down next to Yu Yang quite dejectedly and found a pack of blood-stained cigarettes from the pile of trophies.
The cigarette butt was already soaked in blood, but he didn't care.
He held the cigarette in his mouth and lit it, as if he had just watched an island country movie and entered sage mode. He looked at Yu Yang who was sitting there: "Yu, why don't you look for trophies? There are a lot of good things in these German bastards."
thing."
Yu Yang looked around and shook his head: "I don't lack anything. Go ahead and look for it. Check carefully to see if there are any passages around that connect to other basements!"
A few old guys also found the same thing. They almost dug three feet into the ground. They dug out all the useful things in the whole house and piled them together, ready to divide the loot. When they heard
After Yu Yang's words, he absentmindedly turned around the walls and soon gathered in front of the trophies again.
"Sir, you come first!" Kosygin and others looked at each other. They did not take the things first, but looked at Yu Yang uniformly. This is the right of an officer. Here, Yu Yang has the highest military rank.
Moreover, it was Yu Yang who took the lead just now, and almost all the Germans in the room were killed by Yu Yang. Being able to collect these trophies, Yu Yang is credited with the first contribution.
Yu Yang looked at it, flipped through these things, and finally selected a simple first aid kit. He opened it and looked at it. There were bandages, first aid medicines and other various things in it. He randomly took out two more that looked like
It's relatively complete and stuffed into your backpack.
In addition, Yu Yang chose another pistol. He couldn't recognize the specific model, but it was much better-looking and more refined than the ones he found before. However, the ammunition was a little short, and there was only one box of bullets. This should be the same.
Hand the officer's pistol.
"I have chosen, you can allocate the rest among yourselves!" After saying that, Yu Yang began to organize his backpack. Among the three canvas bags, the M4A1 magazines needed to be sorted. When the battle was fierce before, some magazines
Among them, there were still some bullets that had not been fired. Yu Yang took out all the bullets from these magazines and rearranged them into a new magazine.
"Sir, what kind of weapon is this?" Kosygin glanced at Yu Yang's weapon again. He had held it for a long time just now and was very curious. However, he remembered Yu Yang's words and never moved. He had never used this weapon before.
Saw it.
Yu Yang picked up his M4A1, loaded the magazine and smiled: "This? I seized it from the Germans. I think it's pretty easy to use, so I keep using it, but this weapon doesn't have many bullets anymore."
, it won’t take a few days!”
I just found an excuse and excused myself. I only had about three and a half magazines left. I couldn't survive a battle. I needed a spare weapon. I picked out an MP40 and six magazines from the trophies.
The clip went into the bag.
Half an hour later, the four old guys finished distributing the loot. There were too many things and they were too miscellaneous. Each of the four old guys was carrying a huge package, in three colors: gray, red and white. They were all medical stations.
The sheets were originally white, but after being covered with dust and blood, they turned into gray, red and white.
These sheets were simply bandaged into a simple package, and all the loot was thrown in. These old guys are really strong. They can hold more than a hundred kilograms of stuff on their bodies without any effort. If they hadn't been there,
Holding weapons and wearing military uniform, he looks like a refugee in Stalingrad at first glance.
"Sir, what should we do next? Stay here? Or get out from here?" After dividing the spoils, these old fools remembered their surroundings and looked around. Four old fools gathered at the exit of the basement.
, ready to leave.
These old men still had some sense and did not want to climb out to fight with huge packages on their backs. After putting the packages on their bodies aside, they pointed their guns at the entrance to the basement. The old men walking at the front slowly crawled out.
Up.
He stretched out his hand and gently pushed open the iron cover of the basement. He poked his head out little by little and observed the surrounding environment. After pushing all the iron covers away, he gently climbed out and squatted beside the exit, holding a gun and guarding the exit.
, turned around and reached into the basement and said: "It's safe outside, come out!"
As soon as Lao Maozi finished speaking, he heard a burst of rapid gunfire from outside. There were several bullet holes in Lao Maozi's body at the exit, and his body blocked the exit of the basement.
"Spread out!" After seeing this scene, Yu Yang yelled and quickly retreated to the left corner, squatting behind a hospital bed next to the corner, with the muzzle of his gun facing the entrance.
After hearing Yu Yang's words, the three surviving old men pulled their trophies and ran back, looking for a hiding place. They were a little panicked and did not expect to encounter such a situation.
"Don't worry about those things for now, find a place to hide!" Yu Yang reminded them loudly when he saw a few men still reluctant to part with their trophies.
These old fools really want their money rather than their lives. The Germans are on top. If you move slowly or don't pay attention, you may die, but you still can't bear to part with these things in your hands.
Hearing Yu Yang's reminder, Kosygin immediately threw his big package aside, holding the weapon, imitating Yu Yang's movements, found a place to hide, and pointed the rifle at the entrance to the basement.
The remaining two old men were not so decisive. While looking at the location of the basement exit in a panic, they untied their own packages in a panic, took out some of the things they thought were valuable, and randomly packed them on themselves.
At this time, German voices came from the entrance, and then gunshots came from an old man who was loading things, the same old man Novan who found two gold teeth just now.
Novan was shot once in the chest and slowly fell into a pool of blood. Before he died, he was holding two cans tightly in his hands, and the weapons were thrown somewhere.
"Novan, damn it, God!" Another old man shouted in a panic after seeing his companion fall to the ground, and then stopped rummaging for items.
He picked up his submachine gun and fired randomly at the exit, while running around like a headless fly. At this moment, a wooden-handled grenade was thrown in from the basement door.
"Grenade, get down!" After Yu Yang saw the grenade thrown in, he screamed, bent down, grabbed the edge of the hospital bed next to him with one hand, and stood the entire bed horizontally in front of him.
Yu Yang did not want to be injured by the gravel or other debris brought up by the explosion.
