BXBX NOVEL Chapter 13: matches
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Shuerka collected himself and took out a match from his coat pocket.
But Shulka soon realized that something was wrong... the matchbox was soaked in blood and squashed. He just crawled all the way under the cover of the corpse, but didn\'t notice it.
Shulka hurriedly wiped off the blood on the matchbox, took out a match from inside, and tried to ignite it with trembling hands, but it was in vain. The matches were severely damp, and only one of them emitted a wisp of blue smoke after rubbing several. It went out quickly.
This even gave away Shulka\'s position... People on the battlefield are particularly sensitive to things like smoke and fire, because it often means that someone is shooting at this position.
Most of the German soldiers were veterans, and a few of them quickly noticed this place, so a row of bullets "clacked" towards Shulka\'s position.
"Fuck it!" Shulka cursed, he never thought that he would be stumped by a small match in the end after all his calculations.
The situation continued to deteriorate. A grenade was thrown nearby and smoked. Shulka hurriedly rolled and hid in the nearby crater.
With a "boom", broken mud fell from the sky like raindrops, with a few rags and pieces of meat in it.
Seeing this situation, Major Gavrilov hurriedly directed the firepower to implement cover. The major, who was not aware of the situation, anxiously clenched his fists and shouted at Shulka: "What are you waiting for, throw the Molotov cocktail!"
Shuerka was bitter for a while, although there were flames everywhere on the battlefield, but there were no flames on his side. At this time, there was only a little spark, just a little.
Turning his head, he saw a corpse lying on his side. Shulka didn\'t think much, and immediately checked his jacket pocket.
The results of the search disappointed him: there were no matches, only a Soviet soldier\'s card and a Bakelite cylinder.
As a Soviet soldier, Shulka knew what was contained in this finger-sized Bakelite tube...According to Order No. 138 of the People\'s Commissariat of Defense, every soldier must carry an identity card along with his soldier\'s card.
The so-called identity card is two rolls of kraft paper stuffed in a bakelite tube, on which the basic information of the soldier is recorded.
Its function is: if the soldier died in battle, before the burial, one of the kraft papers will accompany the dead soldier, and the other will be sent to the relevant departments to count the casualties of the Soviet army and report the situation to the family.
This is equivalent to the identity card that European and American soldiers hang around their necks and can be divided into two.
The method of the Soviet Union is obviously not efficient.
Shuerka unscrewed the lid of the rubber tube casually, and was surprised to see that the inside was not kraft paper, but matches...it was matches!
Actually, this is Shulka\'s fuss.
The identity card is said to be carried by everyone, but because it is used for statistics after death, Soviet soldiers generally resist it. Soviet soldiers usually call it the "Punishment Medal"... When you die, Xunfa will be buried with you.
Because of superstition, many soldiers threw away the kraft paper inside, and the plastic tube was used to store sewing needles, matches, shredded tobacco, etc.
Shulka was lucky, he got a match holder.
At this time, Shulka was not nervous anymore. He believed that it was God\'s will, which gave him a lot of confidence.
So, Shulka took out a match and lit it and lit the Molotov cocktail, then made a fake move and then retracted immediately... A few bullets flew over his head in an instant.
The moment the gunfire stopped, Shuer Katen jumped out of his hiding place and ran towards the tank.
"Da da da..." The bullet almost followed Shuerka\'s footsteps all the way.
Shulka didn\'t intend to do this at first. His original idea was to get as close to the tank as possible and throw the Molotov cocktail, just like Major Gavrilov shouted.
But just now, at the moment when he found the match, Shulka changed his mind.
Shulka made a simple analysis of the situation: the incendiary bottle does not mean that it can be burned by throwing it anywhere in the tank, it must be thrown near the tank engine or exhaust pipe, so as to overheat the engine and destroy it. ignite.
And I am on the side of the tank, from Shulka\'s position, I have to throw the Molotov cocktail in a perfect arc so that it goes over the tank turret and lands on the rear armor accurately...Obviously, it is not easy to do this. Easy, although Shulka is a solid pitcher in modern times.
On the other hand, Shulka only has one Molotov cocktail in his hand, which means he only has one chance.
If you can\'t do it, the only thing waiting for Shulka is death.
The reason is very simple. After the incendiary bomb, German soldiers and tanks will undoubtedly turn their attention to Shulka.
If the tank fails to blow up, the chances of Shulka surviving are very small.
Another option is that Shulka overcomes the fear of the tank and runs directly to it, and throws the Molotov cocktail on the rear armor of the tank at close range.
In doing so, the chances of blowing up the tank are greatly increased.
Secondly, there is no machine gun position on the side of the German "No. 3" tank... Its three machine guns are located on both sides of the main gun and the co-pilot position in front of the vehicle. On the other hand, the reaction speed of the tank is slow. Cannot quickly rotate the tank to deal with it.
In other words, the tank, a killing machine, is an iron lump to Shulka in a short period of time.
Again, the tank body was tilted at an angle to block part of the sight of the German soldiers behind it. As long as Shulka was fast enough, it was entirely possible to use the cover of the tank body to escape from the guns of the German soldiers after throwing the incendiary bombs. .
So Shulka chose the latter.
Facts have proved that Shulka\'s choice is correct.
Under the surprised eyes of the soldiers of the Soviet and German armies, Shulka ran all the way to the tank in the hail of bullets like a magic trick, and then almost stuck to the tank and threw the Molotov cocktail to the rear armor...
With a sound of "Peng", the Molotov cocktail burst into flames on the tank body, and a German soldier followed Shulka\'s figure and emerged from the side. As soon as he raised his gun, he was surrounded by flames splashed by gasoline. He frantically waved his arms and ran around with a scream.
This just gave Shulka time, he didn\'t dare to stay for a while, turned around and ran towards the direction of the Soviet trenches under the cover of the tank body and the flames behind it...Compared with the German army behind him, Shulka was more worried Which Soviet army rookie knocked him down with a single shot.
Just thinking about it, he suddenly staggered and fell to the ground.
Taking a closer look, Shulka couldn\'t help but cursed. A corpse next to him stretched out a leg and tripped him. He was actually tripped by a corpse! !
As a result... the tank spun its turret towards Shulka, the black muzzles of its two machine guns pointing down at him.
Shuerka closed his eyes helplessly, thinking to himself that it was over.
At this moment, there was only a "boom", and a black smoke burst out from the rear of the tank, and then the black smoke quickly turned into a ball of flames.
(end of this chapter)