Chapter 12:

Chapter 12

So Shulka had no choice but to set his sights on the approaching tank, although he was very reluctant.

Tanks, the most important thing is of course tanks. This is the greatest advantage of the German army. As long as it is eliminated, the Soviet army will have a way to survive.

But how to solve it? You must know that it is a tank, and at the same time, the Soviet army lacks anti-tank equipment. Is it necessary for Shulka to blow up tanks like the "demolition team"?

Let’s not say that Shulka dare not, even if Shulka dares, and can escape the bullet rain of the German infantry and approach the tank... But grenades, explosives, etc. will not stick to the tank armor, you must also ensure that they will stick to the tank Explosions under the tracks or under the chassis, which usually meant Shulka himself was killed.

Suddenly, a picture flashed in Shulka's mind, a movie picture... Soviet soldiers lacking anti-tank equipment threw Molotov cocktails at German tanks one by one, and then miraculously, the majestic tanks were paralyzed on the battlefield like this Unable to move.

Yes, Molotov cocktails!

Army fans commonly call it…the "Molotov Cocktail".

Shulka suddenly found that Molotov seemed to be his savior, although Shulka had never seen him and had no relationship with him.

"Wine bottle!" Thinking of this, Shulka stopped hesitating. He retracted his head and shouted at Okunev who was shooting out nervously: "Where's your vodka?"

"What?" Okunev pulled the trigger and fired the last bullet in the rifle, then retracted his head and responded with some dissatisfaction while filling the ammunition: "Are you crazy, Shulka, you are still here at this time Think vodka!"

"Give it to me!" Shulka grabbed Okunev.

"Okay!" Okunev threw the entire satchel to Shulka, and said, "It's yours, but save some for me, I want to taste a few more before I die..."

As he spoke, he pointed his head again and shot in the direction of the German army.

The wine bottle was not difficult to find. Shulka turned it out without much effort, then opened the bottle cap and dumped it while running towards the gasoline barrel. Immediately, Okunev's yelling came from behind.

"Hey, you bastard!" Okunev even forgot about the German on the opposite side, he shouted at Shulka angrily: "That's my wine, you can't do that!"

Shuerka ignored him, and ran all the way with the cat on his back, and came to the place where the gasoline barrel was before... Luckily, it was lying there in good condition without being ignited.

Time was running out, Shulka unscrewed the fuel tank cap, and clear and pungent gasoline gushed out of it quickly.

Shuerka carefully turned the mouth of the bottle to it, trying not to let the gasoline splash on himself, because Shurka knew that this would put him in danger, especially when lighting the fire.

After a while, half a bottle was filled... This amount should be about the same. If there is more, it will be difficult to throw it out, and it seems unnecessary.

The next thing you need is a strip of cloth.

Shuerka fumbled in his satchel. He originally wanted to use the bandages in the first aid kit, but he found that he didn't have any first aid kit at all.

After thinking about it, Shulka cut a piece of cloth on the uniform with a military thorn a few times... Soon Shulka regretted it, because it left a piece of flesh in his belly, and every time he lay down on the ground and crawled forward, the sand And gravel will rub that part sore and painful.

This is the consequence of inexperience, Shulka can cut a piece of rag from the military uniform of a dead body.

It's just that at this time Shulka has not fully adapted to this battlefield, and he still has the idea that the dead are the greatest in his mind, although doing so is not even considered disrespectful to the dead.

Shulka stuffed the cloth strip into the bottle and plugged the bottle tightly. The lower half of the cloth strip was submerged in the gasoline, and the upper half was exposed outside the bottle mouth... A simple combustion bottle was completed in this way, and the gasoline would flow along the cloth strip. Permeate on the top, which makes the cloth strip like the wick of an oil lamp, and the flame will burn quietly outside the bottle mouth.

After doing this, Shulka poked his head out carefully and looked out. A tank happened to be driving nearby, facing him sideways, and it was turning its turret and firing wildly with coaxial machine guns, and jumped out of the trench. The Soviet soldiers who fell on it... This gave Shulka an opportunity. The charging Soviet soldiers attracted the attention of the German tanks, including the German soldiers behind him who were responsible for covering.

The problem is that the distance is a bit far.

After thinking about it, Shulka gritted his teeth, put down the rifle in his hand, and slowly crawled out of the trench with a low body...

"What are you doing?" Major Gavrilov happened to pass by here to see all this.

"Come back!" Major Gavrilov ordered Shulka, who at first thought Shulka was going to surrender to the Germans... It was a bit like that, Shulka didn't have a gun.

Until Shulka carefully turned around and raised the Molotov cocktail in Major Gavrilov's hand, the major understood.

Major Gavrilov certainly knew what it was.

In the Soviet-Finnish War a year ago, the Finnish army, which lacked anti-tank equipment, used this simple incendiary bottle to cause heavy casualties to Soviet tanks. Major Gavrilov participated in the Soviet-Finnish War, but he just didn’t expect to use the same method Against German tanks.

This can also be said to be a kind of irony... The battlefield situation at this time seems to have reversed roles from the previous Soviet-Finnish war, and the Soviet Union has become the party with weak equipment.

But of course Major Gavrilov would not think so much at this time, he nodded to Shulka and said, "Go, boy, I will cooperate with you!"

Major Gavrilov did what he said. He immediately organized two machine guns to suppress the German infantry behind the German tanks from the flanks... This is one of the reasons why the German tanks are more difficult to advance. The trenches are curved and uneven. Yes, the closer the tanks are to the trenches, the easier it is for the infantry behind the cover to be suppressed by side fire. Unless the German army has enough tanks to push them flat, they have to move forward step by step.

Major Gavrilov's cooperation gave Shulka a lot of help, which allowed him to get closer to the tank bit by bit.

This is a very scary thing, because it is a killing machine, a monster, as long as it finds out and shoots it around... a row of bullets will shoot out from inside and smash Shulka into a sieve.

This idea made Shulka want to give up for a while, but in the end he mustered up the courage to continue climbing because he knew that he had no other way to go.

Finally, Shulka climbed to the side of the tank, and the distance between the two was only a few meters. The "clack" sound when the turret turned seemed to be right above his head, and the sound made Shulka feel his bones go weak.

(end of this chapter)