Struggle in Russia

Maxime opened his eyes and stared directly at the company commander Lev Konstantinovich, because he felt thrilled just by hearing the description. If he encountered the same thing, he might have been scared to pee. At least he would hide under the bed and dare not move.

He couldn’t think of what kind of nerves could handle all this calmly. Those prickly pieces of wood felt pain just by looking at them, and they had to be pulled out of the flesh, tusk!

Maxim shuddered and looked at Lev Konstantinovic with great admiration. At this time, the company commander still looked at him with a smile, as if someone else was injured.

It was then that Maxim remembered his mission. He quickly organized a language report. After Lev Konstantinovich listened, he sighed and said: “Damn it, where is anyone here? Tell the old man. Ilya, keep holding on, I will try to find a way out of the battalion commander! But for the time being, we can only rely on ourselves. You can hear that shelling from other directions is also shaking the world, I guess it will be tight everywhere.”

While we were talking, the boom that had just subsided for a few minutes blew again. With bursts of sharp or dull howls, the veterans hissed and shouted on the ground:

“Shelling! Concealment!”

boom! boom! boom!

The loud noise caused Maxim to move faster than the rabbit. He hid in the corner with his hands and feet together, holding his head and covering his ears and couldn’t help shaking.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The half-collapsed company was hit again and again, and the solid bullet pierced four or five holes in the wall. An already deformed cannonball “jumped” and rolled in front of Maxim, still whizzing on it. With the heat, it looks hot!

Fortunately, these shells did not cause much casualties. Most of the people fell on the ground at the first time, and only the Chief Secretary was scratched by the splashing gravel on his forehead.

“Gentlemen, there is nothing terrible about this.”

Only Lev Konstantinovich sat in a chair calmly like an okay person, and he found it interesting to watch the men in a room run around like mice.

“It’s just a few solid bullets. Back then, we might have to charge intensively against the rain of bullets. At that time, there were no walls to help you block the cannonballs!”

Maxim couldn’t imagine what kind of picture it was like, facing the baptism of this shell? They also have to line up in a dense formation. Isn’t that shell going to penetrate a string of people?

As long as I think back to Vasily, who was singled out for a headshot, Maxim can’t help but shiver. Is it really good to rely on flesh and blood to contend with these big iron balls?

He looked at the company commander, Lev Konstantinovich grinned at him, and even put his hand to his ear, as if the violent shelling made him intoxicated.

But this was just the beginning, and then the intensive bomb rain overwhelmed the sky and the earth smashed over, and the sound of booming booming sounded constantly, like a group of giants smashing the wall with a hammer.

The wall shook more and more violently, and finally hit the house like a flat boat in the stormy waves. Maxim was afraid, he suspected that the house might collapse at any time and bury him alive. He really wanted to flee outside immediately, but the company commander was still calmly counting the shelling, and every time he counted, he laughed like a lunatic.

The Chief Secretary and the others also lay tightly on the ground, falling like dust and rain, and in a short while, everyone in the room was ashamed.

Maxim is no exception. As the wall shook more and more violently, he increasingly wanted to escape from the house. Just when he was about to be unable to bear it, there was a loud bang outside the door!

Maxim saw a fireball through the door, and then the smoke rolled into the room. The hot air washed away everything in the room, and the smell of sulfur made him cough.

Then, there was another bang, and then the scorching air wave came in again, and the smoke and dust poured over the mountains and washed him over and over again. He suspected that he would be choked to death by the smoke even if he was not killed by the shelling. Now he Almost suffocated.

I don’t know how long it took, and the second round of shelling finally came to an end. Maxim coughing and waving his arms to disperse the smoke and dust in front of him, it took him a while to barely see the situation inside the house.

The doors and windows are gone. There is a thick layer of ash on the ground. The big guy seems to have just dug out of the soil. There is dust on his hair, face, military uniform, eye sockets, nostrils, and ears. .

The company commander, Lev Konstantinovich, still sat there calmly, but he looked like a charcoal-burning man, and his whole body was dusty and charcoal. He shook his head and the dust fell sternly.

“Damn it, I took a bath only yesterday, and my new military uniform is all ruined!”

The company commander’s composure made Maxim a little relieved. He planned to take advantage of the shelling interval and quickly return to his position. He didn’t know what happened to the old Ilya, I hope they are all right.

As soon as he walked out of the company, Maxim was taken aback again. There was a half-broken corpse on the doorstep. He looked like a Turkish man dressed as a Turkish man. His lower body had disappeared, and his intestines were all over the floor, blood stained. The dust flows across.

What’s more frightening is that his eyes opened wide, as if shocked by what happened. Probably he did not expect that the coalition’s artillery fire not only failed to save him, but killed him.

Maxim didn’t dare to look more, he turned his head and hurriedly left, but there were similar corpses all over the road. There were Turks and his robes, there were old people and children, and there were still large cries vaguely heard. Sound, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is not difficult to imagine how much casualties this violent shelling by the coalition forces caused.

When Maxim struggled to climb back to his position, he was once again confused, because in that area there was no complete building, all the shacks had disappeared, and all the houses were left with ruined walls, even one side intact. Can’t find the walls.

“Ilya?”

“Mikhail?”

“Pavel?”

“Where are you?”

There was nothing in this empty area, no one answered, and there was no shadow of a living person. Maksim tried to carefully distinguish the location of the house that was originally stationed, but in the same ruins, it was futile to do so. .

He called out loudly. I rummaged through every broken wall, checked every beam, and even opened up rubble and stones, trying to find the traces of human beings.

But no one responded to him, and there was no sound of crying for help, except that the corpse was a broken corpse. He sat blankly behind a broken wall, holding his rifle again.