war contractor

Chapter 560 Complete 12
"Pfft!"

With a muffled sound, Yu Zhiqian covered the observer's mouth with one hand from behind, inserted the dagger directly into the observer's back, and then dragged him back forcefully.

The observer slammed his legs on the ground and made a sound, wanting to remind Vasily upstairs, but Yu Zhiqian didn't stop him, but the observer only struggled for less than half a minute before completely Swallowing his last breath, Yu Zhiqian slowly let go of his hand covering his mouth, and then took out his pistol and a flash bomb.

"There were only two voices just now. It should be Vasily and his observer. The observer is dead, and there is only one injured Vasily left.

Vasily heard the sound downstairs, knew that his observer had encountered an accident, and struggled to stand up, but his body was getting colder and colder, and it was very inconvenient to move, and the sound was loud, and Yu Zhiqian could clearly hear the sound from downstairs. Footsteps were heard.

Yu Zhigan pulled out the safety of the flash bomb, calculated the approximate location of Vasily in his mind, and then threw it on.

Vasily was moving his position little by little. When he heard the movement downstairs, he saw an oval object being thrown up. He subconsciously thought it was a grenade and wanted to avoid it. Although he had already thought so, But the body couldn't keep up at all, and could only watch the oval object fall beside him.

"It's over!"

This was Vasily's first thought, but the expected explosion did not happen, but a dull sound all his life. Vasily only felt a sudden whiteness in front of him, and he couldn't see anything. In addition to this, I feel that there is a huge noise around my ears, and I can't hear any other sounds at all. There is an unpleasant sound in my head, as if it is about to explode.

After the flash bomb exploded, Yu Zhiqian hurried upstairs and saw Vasily rolling on the ground covering his ears at the corner. This person should be Vasily. Standing beside Vasily, Yu Zhiqian pointed a gun at Vasily. Siri's head finally aimed at Vasily's body and pulled the trigger three times in a row.

Vasily felt someone approaching him. Although his ears couldn't hear him, as a sniper, he had his own intuition. No matter what the situation, he could feel the abnormality around him. But now Vasily could do nothing, even if he knew someone was there, There is no way to resist.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Three gunshots sounded, and Vasili felt severe pain in his body. Before he died, there was only one thought in his mind. It turned out that this was the feeling of being shot, and it turned out that the person he killed was like this!
After Yu Zhi killed Vasily, he squatted down slowly, checked Vasily's body, and finally found the military officer's card representing Vasily's identity, as well as his rifle, glanced at Vasily lying on the ground, and shook his head .

Yu Zhiqian didn't want to kill him. There is no right or wrong in this war, but there are preferences. Yu Zhiqian still has some partiality for the Soviet Union in his heart. After all, they are the side that was invaded. They are also in the far east, and their own country is at this point in time. , is also suffering.

"Goodbye, Vasily!"

After Yu Zhiqian said in a low voice, he walked downstairs, but just after walking a few steps, he heard a rush of footsteps downstairs, and he couldn't help taking out his rifle.

"Up there, I heard the signal just now, there are gunshots, I hope Vasily is fine!"

The voice of the Soviet Union came from below. After Yu Zhiqian heard it, he slowly leaned against the corner and loaded his rifle. Just now Vasili actually called for help, but he didn't know it.

Yu Zhiqian was very curious about what this way of calling for help was, and recalled it carefully just now, it seems that Vasily whistled. If whistling counted, then the whistle that Vasily blew just now should be a distress signal. I didn't think it was a whistle, but thought it was the cry of a bird.

"Be careful. There was an explosion just now. I don't know how many Germans there are. I will go first, and you will be in the rear!"

"Roger that!"

A Soviet soldier walked in the front with a submachine gun in his arms, and walked upstairs cautiously, wanting to check the situation upstairs. Yu Zhiqian was on the second floor. After hearing the movement below, he thought for a while, and went to There is a way.

After taking out a grenade and unplugging the insurance, Yu Zhiqian threw it directly from the stairs to the downstairs, and then quickly ran towards the position where he had just climbed up. It is an unwise choice for a group of Soviets to fight each other. What if there is a platoon or more facing each other?
The sound of footsteps was too chaotic and someone was talking, Yu Zhiqian couldn't tell the difference at all, and the opposite side had already started to go upstairs, so Yu Zhiqian didn't have much time, so Yu Zhiqian chose the safest way.

"Grenade!"

The Soviet soldiers below roared and ran downstairs, and the rest of the soldiers also searched for cover and hid after hearing it, and Yu Zhiqian had already arrived at the place where he climbed before. Spotting the rest of the Soviet soldiers, he squinted, grabbed the ledge, and jumped down.

"boom!"

There was an explosion sound downstairs, and the explosion covered Yu Zhiqian's footsteps, but Yu Zhiqian had landed firmly on the first floor, took out his rifle and began to advance towards the interior of the ruined building.

"Help, help, damn it, my leg, my leg!"

The wounded soldiers on the ground yelled loudly. A grenade injured three Soviet soldiers, and six soldiers were not injured. Immediately after the grenade exploded, two soldiers pointed their guns at the upstairs to prevent anyone from rushing down. The rest of the soldiers went to check on the injuries of the wounded.

"My legs, are my legs okay, I don't want to die yet!"

A wounded Soviet soldier hugged his leg and shouted loudly, and the comrades beside him were his last support.

"It's okay, Kamal, you're okay, don't bark, I'll show you, it's okay, it's just a shrapnel inserted in, and you'll be fine after you take out the shrapnel!"

"Really, really? But you really hurt, I don't want to die yet!"

"It's okay, trust me, it'll be fine!"

The Soviet soldier looked at the wound of his comrade and helped him stop the bleeding. The grenade explosion power of later generations was not very powerful, mainly relying on shrapnel to kill. This injured Soviet soldier not only had a wound on his body, but also several small bullets The bead hit, and it was almost impossible to save.

"I still don't want to die, I still..."

The breath of this soldier became weaker and weaker, and the comrades beside him suppressed their tears and continued to comfort him. He had seen this situation too many times. On the battlefield, every day a group of people He fell down, and he could only watch helplessly, but he was helpless!

"Da da……"

Two clear gunshots rang out, and the Soviet soldiers who rescued the wounded fell into a pool of blood. Yu Zhiqian fired quickly, and all four Soviet soldiers fell within two seconds.

The Soviet soldiers who heard the gunshots at the stairway just turned their heads, and before they could take aim, Yu Zhiqian's muzzle was already pointed at them. The black muzzle of the gun glowed with flames, and then the two Soviet soldiers also fell into a pool of blood.

After Yu Zhiqian disposed of the nine Soviet soldiers, he glanced at the ruined building, then turned and left.

"Sir, you are back!"

"The chief is back!"

In the bell tower, the German soldiers heaved a sigh of relief after seeing Yu Zhiqian come back. The Soviet snipers just now were too powerful. This group of soldiers did not have the confidence to win. After seeing Yu Zhigan, it was as if they had eaten a pill. Like a reassurance.

"Well, I'm back!"

Yu Zhiqian nodded and didn't say too much. Part of the system's tasks have been completed, and there is one more task to leave this damn place. I just don't know where that Yu Yang is now. If possible, Yu Zhigan would like to I want to kill Yu Yang with one shot and get out of here!

"Sir, is that sniper killed?"

"Of course, didn't you see the weapon in the officer's hand?"

Only then did the soldiers see Yu Zhigan holding a Soviet rifle in his hand. Yu Zhigan smiled and threw the rifle to one of the German soldiers. He went to the basement and got ready to take a good rest. Tomorrow, kill Yu Zhigan and complete the task. Come home to the comfort of your own home.

"Whose gun is this?"

A German soldier picked up the weapon curiously and looked at it.

"Vasily!"

A German soldier who knew the Soviet language looked at the words engraved on it and opened his mouth slowly. The rest of the German soldiers looked confused, not knowing what Vasily represented.

"Vassily is a Soviet sniper who has become very famous recently. He was introduced in a Soviet newspaper seized earlier, saying that he is a Hero of the Soviet Union!"

"so smart?"

"Well, it seems that dozens of our people were killed in three days, he is an executioner!"

"It took three days to achieve this result? It's ashamed to say that I am a Soviet hero, so what is the officer? A German hero?"

"Hahahaha!"

When Yu Zhiqian entered the basement, the first thing he did was to light the fire. In this damned Stalingrad, the whole air was cold. Yu Zhigan stayed there for a while. If he hadn’t had a warm baby, Yu Zhigan would have felt that his body was not his own.

Now Yu Zhiqian admired the group of German soldiers outside for being able to withstand the damn weather.

After the fire was lit, Yu Zhigan took out his rations, and the remaining German soldiers also went into the basement, looking at Yu Zhigan with admiration, while others stared at the food in Yu Zhigan's hands.

"There are still some captured cans and biscuits, you can share them. By the way, there are also captured Soviet officer's coats in the room. Anyone who is cold can take one!"

After Yu Zhiqian finished speaking, he started to eat on his own.

The reason why Yu Zhiqian took care of these German soldiers was also selfish. If there was only one person at night, it would be difficult to sleep peacefully. If there was any disturbance, Yu Zhigan would get up to check the situation.

But now with this group of German soldiers, it is different. As the highest officer here, Yu Zhiqian definitely does not need to stand guard. These German soldiers will help Yu Zhigan stand guard so that he can sleep peacefully.

Moreover, the Soviet overcoat in the room is not easy to explain. It is better to take it out openly. Now these German soldiers will not doubt Yu Zhiqian's identity. After all, they saw with their own eyes that Yu Zhigan killed dozens of Soviets today.

"By the way, in the building towards ten o'clock, I killed more than a dozen Soviets and there should be a lot of supplies on them. You can go and get them. It's dark now, and the Soviet snipers can't see it. Be careful and be safe. There should be no problem. !"

"I go!"

A German soldier rushed over immediately with his men, while the rest of the soldiers silently started chopping firewood. Yes, chopping firewood. Today, they hit the inflammable materials in the house, such as Yu Zhigan, which cannot be dismantled by himself. The door panels and some wood were all taken out by them.

Half an hour later, a group of German soldiers and Yu Zhigan started to eat around a huge fire. Yu Zhigan ate the best food, which was the dry food he brought. There are canned food and biscuits, including canned fruit, which can be added as a meal at night.

"Sir, this is a can of apples!"

Yu Zhiqian took the can and took a look, it was the apple soaked in sugar water, but Yu Zhiqian was not picky, being able to eat apples in such an environment was a luxury in itself, and he did not refuse, picked up a piece and passed it to the next one people.

"Sir, can we win this war?"

One of the German soldiers suddenly asked. He has asked countless people this question, and the result is that they can win. Even though they are already at a disadvantage, many people still have confidence in winning this war. .

Yu Zhigan finished eating the food in his hands, glanced at the German soldiers in front of him, and sighed: "Do you want to hear the truth or lies!"

Many soldiers were stunned, not knowing what Yu Zhigan meant by this sentence, one of the soldiers asked cautiously: "What is the truth and what is the lie?"

"The truth is my prediction about this war, and the lies are what you often hear!"

"We want to hear the truth, sir, you as an officer know more than us, tell us!"

Yu Zhiqian glanced at them, then took out a cigarette and lit it for himself, then looked at the rest of the German soldiers and after sharing one, he said slowly: "If two months ago, I thought I could win, now!"

Yu Zhigan didn't continue talking, but shook his head, and all the German soldiers understood what Yu Zhigan meant.

"Sir, what do you mean by that?"

"The meaning is very simple, that is, you will lose!"

"why?"

A German soldier obviously didn't believe it, and he was a little emotional. Yu Zhiqian looked at him: "We now occupy 90.00% of Stalingrad, while the enemy only has [-]%, but we just can't take down this city. ,Why?"

"do not know!"

"The Soviets are tenacious!"

An older soldier said in a low voice, this is the truth, the Soviets are indeed very tenacious.

"This is on the one hand. On the other hand, we don't have the ability to fight anymore. The weather here is really bad. If we had better logistics, we would have won here a long time ago, but now!"

Yu Zhigan spread his hands, and the rest of the German soldiers were silent after hearing this. They understood what Yu Zhigan was telling the truth, but they were just soldiers and did not change the situation on the battlefield.

"It's just a battle, we can continue if we lose!"

"Yes, it's just a battle. If this battle is lost, the confidence of the Soviets will rise, and the remaining wars will be more difficult to fight!"

Yu Zhiqian did not tell these soldiers that they would definitely lose in the future, but only shared his views on the Battle of Stalingrad. After hearing this, many soldiers lowered their heads and stopped talking.

"However, winning or losing the war is not something we can care about. We just need to do what we should do. The premise is that we can survive. What do you think?"

After the soldiers heard this, their eyes lit up, and then they nodded slowly: "What the officer said is that we just need to survive!"

"Okay, don't talk about this topic. It won't be peaceful here at night. You can arrange the order of the vigil. If there is a situation, don't go out rashly, wake me up, and don't make any noise when you sleep at night, you know? They are all Soviet snipers, if they make too much noise, they may be discovered, and we may all be finished by then!"

"Yes!"

The German soldiers did not object to Yu Zhigan's arrangement, and silently divided into groups. Two people formed a night watch team, while Yu Zhigan took his own things, found a corner, and lay down slowly.

It's very warm. Yu Zhiqian feels warmer tonight than last night. The fire is bigger than yesterday, and Yu Zhiqian has a quilt now.

This was found by a soldier from the ruins above. Yu Zhiqian did not force him to come here, but chose three cans and a coat to exchange with him. Compared with a tattered quilt, the name German soldiers opted for cans plus overcoats.

After Yu Zhiqian lay down, the whole of Stalingrad entered another rhythm at once, the Soviets started to move again, and another target of Yu Zhiqian, Yu Yang, also started to complete his task, hunting in the dark .

The night was not very peaceful, there were gunshots and shells falling around from time to time, Yu Zhiqian woke up several times a night, each time he would listen carefully for a while, and after making sure there was no problem, he lay down again, there was no other way, He dared not put his life in the hands of others.

When Yu Zhiqian woke up for the fourth time, the sky outside had already brightened, and the bonfire that had been burning all night was slowly extinguished at dawn, sending the last lingering warmth to the basement.

(End of this chapter)