By the way! When the system prompt sounded in my head, the countdown in my mind began to appear.

Yang Dongli, Ashtray, Shi Polu, and Shen Jian had just put together a guide wheel on the left side of the Brave.

This thing was affected during the battle before and was somewhat deformed.

This caused them to feel that the vehicle body was a little inflexible during operation.

The workers who replaced a tractor factory and dismantled the intact guide wheels from other scrapped tanks No. 4; after trying it again, it felt much better immediately.

Then, the group of four received a system prompt.

If the system prompted them a while ago, they wouldn't even repair the tank. This way, it would seem that they were lucky.

At the same time, as Hu Biao expected, Yang Dongli immediately took some decisive measures.

He also made arrangements in his mouth:

"Shi Polu, I remember that there were only 20 shells left in the tank. Hurry up and move some shells into it, otherwise it would not be enough for this battle.

By the way! Get some bullets with a caliber of 7.92 mm, too.

God, don’t be idle with the ashtray. Get a few buckets of gasoline and pour it into the fuel tank. There is not much left in this thing, and it can’t drive far away.

Brothers, hurry up and act. Hu Biao's grandson is now anxious and angry. Maybe he will scold us any more?"

Under such an arrangement, the four people in the tank crew immediately started to work very quickly.

But when Yang Dongli hugged the heavy five shells from one side of the workshop and ran towards the tank, he suddenly heard something in his ears.

Immediately, I shouted at the ashtray that was carrying two barrels of gasoline and was less than 10 meters away from the Brave: "Mr. Yan, stop quickly and hide~"

Based on the trust in the team's comrades, after a very stupid sentence, the ashtray instantly let go of two iron oil barrels containing 25 liters of gasoline.

Then, in a row of rolling in a mess, he hid behind a T34 tank that had no turret installed and was still part of a semi-finished product.

Such a sense of trust has allowed the ashtray to escape.

It was under a 'crack~' sound, and a black thing broke through the roof of the workshop and fell down at the Braves by chance.

Then, after such a black thing landed on the turret, it immediately exploded.

The so-called black thing is actually a 50KG aircraft bomb.

So in the following time, Yang Dongli and others who had temporarily hiding behind various covers felt an astonishing impact after the explosion.

After all this subsided, they looked at the unrecognizable workshop and the wreckage of their baby Brave.

For a moment, the four people fighting in Zhongzhou were a little crying and burst into tears.

The Brave, such a car, brought many joys to the men of the team and the beautiful memories, and was actually scrapped under such nonsense.

Then, even the strongest weapon they had on hand was scrapped. So can they still grab the location of Mamayevgang?

Anyway, after Yang Dongli and the other four looked at each other, they all felt that this kind of thing was very unrestrained.

But evasion cannot be solved. At present, the countdown of their heads is constantly beating, and the reduction is tightening their heads like a spell.

After hesitating for a while, Yang Dongli shouted:

"Let's go and find the deputy director. Even if he changes, he will turn us into a tank."

Under such a statement, Ashtray and the other three people lit their heads hard, with a very expression like this at that time...

*******

At the same time, in the Volgograd Industrial Zone, the gap between two piles of ruins.

Dafu brought ten Russian soldiers with him, and was walking here with great caire at this moment.

The main reason why they were so happy was that their rich harvests in this trade were a bit beyond imagination; the main reason was that the alcohol they carried this time came in handy.

As long as the lid is opened, the smell of alcohol inside is almost irresistible.

It can be said that in order to drink more, the black market merchants were willing to take out their last bit of food.

So, today, in addition to changing back 23 pieces of black bread, they also had about 20 kilograms of horse sausage, two large sacks of cabbage, and a bag of potatoes.

So much food can make them suffer for two more days to eat.

The problem is that when I was thinking about the beautiful things, I went back and showed off in front of Hu Biao, other team members and Mao Mei.

Suddenly, a huge amount of movement came from Mamayevgang, and a large number of German stick planes appeared in the sky.

Of course, there are also system reminders and countdowns in the head.

At the first moment, Dafu put away all the excited expressions on his face, and replaced them with a solemn look; when he looked at the direction of Mamayevgang from a distance, he said to the other Russian soldiers:

"No! Mamayevgang should be lost. It is related to the entire battle situation in Volgograd, so we must rush over."

"Then, what should we do with these foods? You can't fight even if you bring them."

A soldier carrying a bag of potatoes said so urgently when he was unresponsive; in his instinct, he felt a huge crisis and rushed towards him.

But what he said actually makes sense. He threw away such precious things, and he couldn't bear to fool him, and even felt that he was committing a crime.

Finally, he shouted in his mouth: "If you find a snow nest and throw it away, it depends on your life or not."

With this method that is not a solution, they will take about 1 minute to finally find a basement that has been blown up.

After throwing the food they carried inside, they worked together to push down a broken wall.

It was considered to have hidden these foods a little.

Then, a group of 11 people began to walk and act in the ruins.

But after turning a corner, the leader suddenly raised a bobosha submachine gun in his hand and started shooting wildly.

He knocked the three German stick soldiers who suddenly bumped into him to the ground.

Then, after a smoke-filled M24 long-handled grenade rolled towards the left, he rolled in a mess.

When he was still rolling, the M24 grenade exploded.

During this process, the big fool could clearly feel the cold on his butt and eggs; if nothing unexpected happens, such an unknown part was cut by shrapnel.

Such an injury would not be fatal.

But when I think about the time I will only sleep on my tummy; and the animals in the team may laugh at me, and after thinking about how I laughed at me, I will be extremely depressed.

With a huge depression, the big fool is to look up on the ground.

After he was about to jump up, he used the Bobosha submachine gun with 50 rounds of drums in his hand to take revenge on the German sticks on the other side.

As a result, after seeing the latest situation, I could only continue to roll and dodge.

At that time, as soon as he looked up, he immediately found twenty or thirty German stick soldiers. Under the cover of a MG34, he rushed towards him.

It's so dying. The MG34 universal machine gun is mainly used to call the target.

With the special fire sound like a cloth tear, the big fool dodges very embarrassedly.

And while jumping up and down, this guy could feel the wound on his butt and eggs, and it seemed to be getting more and more painful.

I don’t know how big a piece of meat I took away by shrapnel just now.

Unfortunately, at this time, he didn't even have the ability to stop bleeding.

Fortunately, the 10 soldiers under him, after a month of fighting, were no longer the rookie-like appearance; they started to exchange fire with the opponent with two PD28 light machine guns as the core of firepower.

When the German sticks rushed over, they knocked over several of them on the spot.
Chapter completed!