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Chapter 93: A Company of Italians

This building only had two floors. Yu Yang checked it and after confirming that it was safe, Yu Yang made a simple mine mixer from the two captured grenades and placed it at the corner of the stairs.

Now that his ears have not fully recovered, and the situation outside is a bit unclear, Yu Yang wants to wait until dark before he can go back to Kanoeva's home. Well, he can go there at night.

These Germans contributed a lot to Yu Yang, including five submachine gun magazines, rifle bullets, an MG42 machine gun and two bullet chains. There were about 500 rounds of machine gun bullets. The gun plus bullets were a bit heavy.

If you are on your back, it is easy to expose yourself, so put your weapons and ammunition aside temporarily.

Of course, there is another reason. There is a cooked chicken in this room. Yu Yang wants to eat the chicken. After all, after eating the canned food for four days, Yu Yang feels that his whole body now smells of canned food, and he has seized the chicken.

Most of the canned food seems to be canned fish, and now Yu Yang really can’t eat it.

Yu Yang took out his lunch box and took a sip of chicken soup first. It tasted good. These Germans actually put some condiments in it. He looked around and saw a small backpack not far away that attracted Yu Yang's attention.

I opened it and took a look, and there were bottles and jars filled with a lot of things, from salad dressing to butter. The only pity was that there was no chili sauce.

"Are these Germans here to fight or to be cooks?" Yu Yang put away the small backpack. These things are all good things. At least Yu Yang can change the taste in his mouth in the future, such as salad dressing.

Paired with canned fish, it should look pretty good.

After putting away the condiments, Yu Yang was gearing up to start eating the chicken. The aroma in the room was tempting Yu Yang all the time. Without chopsticks, Yu Yang went straight to it, and when he was burned, he pulled back with a look of worry, but

But there was nothing I could do, I couldn't eat hot chicken in a hurry.

Seeing the German helmets, Yu Yang thought of a way. He picked up a helmet and scooped up a helmet full of chicken soup, but it was not for drinking, but for cleaning the helmet.

After cleaning the German's helmet so that no obvious dirt could be seen, Yu Yang used two forks to poke the whole chicken out and put it into the helmet.

The war made everyone rack their brains to explore their own potential. The helmets used by the Germans to protect their heads were used as plates by the Germans, with a few bullet holes they could be used as shower heads, the engineer shovels were used as kitchen knives, etc., etc.

Don't use it to the extreme.

In the distant eastern battlefield, legend has it that there are edible steamed bun bombs. When eaten, they become food, and when thrown out, they become explosives. I wonder if the person who invented this weapon was killed.

Rubbing his hands, Yu Yang tore off a chicken leg and stuffed it directly into his mouth regardless of burning his mouth. The taste was good, although it was a bit bland, but it was much better than what he had eaten before.

He took out a can from his backpack, opened it with a bayonet, and put some hot soup in with a spoon. The chicken soup was soaked in the can, and it tasted delicious.

Yu Yang was enjoying his meal here, while Liu Hao on the other side was silently counting the number of enemies he had killed. There were still three people left, probably three German soldiers. He seemed to have killed an officer just now, and he did not have time to observe the results of the battle.

, and shrank back, but at this moment, the roar of the engine came from outside the house.

Liu Hao immediately looked through the gap and found that at least one company of German soldiers appeared on the street, following two tanks and slowly advancing in his direction. Liu Hao's position was on the right side of the tank.

The national flag painted on the left side of the tank cannot be seen.

Yu Yang was chewing on the chicken legs and was eating happily. He heard the roar of the engine in his ears. Dust kept falling on his head. The boiled chicken that was just white and flowery just now turned into a beggar's chicken, but now he is not eating.

Sometimes, tanks passed by.

Quickly picking up the weapon, he ducked and ran to the window. Yu Yang hid at the edge, gently exposed his head and looked at the street in front of him, and found two German Panzer III tanks, but they were printed with

But it was not a German symbol but an Italian symbol. Seeing this scene, Yu Yang retracted his head and frowned.

During the Battle of Stalingrad, Germany's main force was the Fourth Army, with about 250,000 people, and the left and right sides of the defense line were servant armies, Romanians and Italians.

However, according to the records about Stalingrad that Yu Yang read on the Internet, these servant troops have been holding on to the outer positions and have not entered Stalingrad. How could Italian troops appear here?

There were quite a few Italians, with a company and two tanks covering them. Yu Yang didn't dare to shoot rashly. He was not Stallone, so he couldn't kill a company, even a squad, by himself. Yu Yang found it difficult.

The Italians were shouting loudly as they pushed forward. From time to time, several Italians ran into the rooms on both sides, checked carefully, then came out, and continued to push forward little by little.

Yu Yang retracted his head. These Italians were getting closer and closer to him, and his hiding position might be discovered at any time. Thinking of this, Yu Yang couldn't help but become a little anxious. He was now trapped in a building.

, If you run out now, you will definitely be discovered by these Italians, which is no different from dying.

If you continue to hide in the building, according to the speed of these Italians, you will find yourself in less than three minutes, and you will also be dead.

Yu Yang climbed back into the room cautiously, and now he wanted to slap himself. Why could he not walk when he saw food? There were obviously so many cans in his backpack, and he was obviously not short of food, but because of a

Chicken, he was trapped and died here. If he had gone out earlier, he might have escaped by now.

When Liu Hao saw the Italian getting closer and closer to him, he retracted his head, carefully ran from the third floor to the first floor, and retreated into the basement.

Lao Fu, who was in the building on the other side of Yuyang, jumped out of the back window of the building and disappeared into the ruins of Stalingrad.

Yu Yang returned to the room and found that the windows were blocked by the damn Germans with various things. If he wanted to jump out, he had to remove all these things first. He looked at the other rooms.

Look, they are all the same, the windows are all blocked.

The Italians were now less than twenty meters away from Yu Yang, not far in front of Yu Yang. If Yu Yang demolished the windows, the noise would be enough to attract these Italians to come and watch Yu Yang's demolition site.

The Italians were already close at hand, and Yu Yang had to face a company of Italians, two medium tanks, no friendly troops, and no anti-tank weapons.

Yu Yang felt that the God of Death was staring at him, sticking out his scarlet tongue, waving the sickle in his hand, and slashing hard at his head.


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