Chapter 732

Another bullet went into the shooting hole. This time, the Soviet veterans were not so lucky, because the bullets that flew in this time were not from the German sniper in the distance, but from the ordinary German infantry flying from the low by luck. The bullet flew in from the veteran's forehead and out of the back of his head with blood and brain. It sprayed on the ceiling and dyed it red. The Soviet veteran fell down slowly with his eyes open, his face was not willing, but he didn't even have time to shout“ With a plop, the Soviet veteran fell to the ground and splashed some dust. Another Soviet machine gun shooter bit his teeth and pushed up without hesitation.