"Marson, the German armored troops are moving very quickly. Although we have deployed various forces on the periphery, we must beware of the Germans appearing suddenly in front of us. Now, the weapons in our militia regiments we organized are too weak. Many people have two or three people, a rifle, and an infantry squad, and only a grenade. This is not possible." A voice came from Brother Tiemhin's ear.

Brother Timuxin frowned. Lu Jin really couldn't get rid of this. He came to ask for equipment every day. So Brother Timuxin said with a dark face: "Now there is no time to discuss your militia. I still have a lot of military affairs. Don't come to cause trouble for me, go whatever you should do."

Brother Timuxin has already started to attack Lu Jin. If Lu Jin still doesn’t leave, Brother Timuxin can only come up with another way. If you don’t leave, then I’ll leave. In short, equipment is short everywhere and I can’t give it to your militia regiment.

Today, it seems that I will repeat the previous one again, but Brother Timuxin miscalculated, and at this moment, the phone from his command center rang.

"What's the matter?" After taking the call, Brother Timuxin was quite bored.

"Report to the Marshal, a German armored force suddenly appeared in the south of our city, and was attacking us!"

"What?" Timuxin Ge's face changed: "Did you see clearly?"

The south of the city? The defense line of our side is as fast as a wall. Even if the German armored troops are fast, they cannot be so fast. They will come to the front in a blink of an eye!

Brother Timuxin was stunned, and at this time, Lu Jin had already made great strides and wanted to run away.

Damn, this Marshal Timuxin never cooperates with him. What's there in the south of the city? He only has a few militia regiments, lacking training and no weapons, and he can't stop the German armored forces at all!

At this time, Lu Jin had to go to the scene to command in person. He hoped that only a small group of German armored troops would come, so that his side could still block it. If too many of them came, he would definitely not be able to stop it.

The 20th Army was guarding the periphery. What happened to these regular troops? The German armored troops rushed up directly?

The militia was stunned.

More than ten minutes ago.

"Hey, Kurch, can I touch this gun?" In the open space outside the southern city of Smolensk, the newly formed militia regiment was training, and Rajonov asked Kurch.

Three people had a gun. This gun was originally trained for three people, but Kurchi first got the gun and said nothing.

"No, you don't know how to use a gun. I'm afraid you will break it." Kurch said to Rajonov while rubbing the gun with a piece of tart cloth.

"If you don't let me use it, I'll tell the platoon leader." Rajonov finally got angry.

"It's useless when the company commander comes. Whoever wants me, I'll be anxious unless..." Kurchi is a big guy, 1.8 meters tall. He really has confidence when he says that. He is not afraid of the platoon leader or the company commander.

"Unless what?" Listening to Yu-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi-Gi

"Unless you get a machine gun for me," Kurch said: "It's better to be Maxim, and then I can hand over this gun to you."

Machine gun? There is only one machine gun in the entire militia regiment. It is a turntable light machine gun. Where can I get Maxim? Hearing this, Rajonov was disappointed. He was about to argue again, but he saw balls of black smoke coming out of the ground in the distance.

What is that?

Kurch raised his head and looked at the horizon in the distance. There was a vibration on the ground. Before he could react, Kurch had already shouted loudly: "Run, run quickly, the German tanks are coming!"

Just now, I was holding a gun and seemed to have to fight to the end. But now, when I discovered the German tank, Kurch immediately turned around and ran away, which made Rajonov look extremely despised. Where did you go just now?

He continued to watch, and finally saw clearly that it was tanks and terrifying German tanks. At this time, he felt his legs weak, and he was already frightened by the other party's aura.

Many of the people who went to the battlefield for the first time would be stage frightened. A few days ago, they were all civilians, but now they don’t even have guns. Seeing the German tank troops charging in a cluster, the fear that comes from the heart is real.

Rajonov couldn't walk at all. At this time, Kurch, who had already run away, turned around and pulled him up: "Run, you idiot, stay here, waiting to be cannon fodder for the Germans!"

The soldiers of other militia also scattered and ran towards the city.

Most people were really running, and even the squad leaders and platoon leaders were panicked.

Kurchi didn't panic.

He dragged Rajonov and ran into the city, ran to a building, threw down a pool of stagnant Rajonov, and then he began to lie behind the low wall, began to breathe calmly, press bullets, pull bolts, and the battle was about to begin.

Only then did Rajonov realize Kurchi's intention. They were just infantrymen. When they encountered tanks in the field, they either ran away or waited for death. Now, when they entered the city, they could ambush the Germans!

The ground quickly trembled, and in just a few minutes, the German tanks rushed into the city.

In Kurchi's vision, a tank appeared. The tank was extremely powerful, with black smoke rising from its tail, charging forward.

Kurchi did not fire, he was still waiting for the opportunity.

The second one was a tank. After that, the third one was a wheeled infantry fighting vehicle. Moreover, there was a guy who was not afraid of death on the turret on the roof, revealing half of his body, sitting on it, operating a machine gun on it, which looked quite majestic.

"Bang!" The rifle in Kurchi's hand opened fire.

Then, the guy who operated the machine gun fell to his position without saying a word. Kurchi saw the other party's blood ejected, dyeing the turret red.

Kill an enemy!

Kurchi pulled the bolt and loaded the second shell. When he looked forward again, he found that the turret of the infantry fighting vehicle had turned around.

"Bang, bang!" The 40mm machine gun poured the shells over, and the shells flew out of the barrels, as if they had slowed down, clearly presenting on Kurchi's retina.

Can't run away.

Kurchi pulled the trigger and the bullet flew out again. At this moment, he saw the low wall in front of him, and suddenly all the bricks flew up. Under the huge impact, his body leaned back.
Chapter completed!