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In the days that followed, the fighting had left the area, except for the hordes of Denikin's men.

Comparatively speaking, the duties of the political commissar in the Red Army made the military discipline of the Red Army better than that of Denikin's subordinates. At first, Denikin's subordinates who came here were mostly combat troops, and the military discipline was okay.

But then, things don't go as it should. In particular, when the light division of "Thunder International" occupied the Donbass, everything became even more terrifying to ordinary people.

"Peng, Peng......"

There was a loud knock on the door, and she was visibly panicked, her black eyes flashing. Next to the bed was her son, who cowered at the sound of the door.

Wounded, Rajolev was still able to lie in bed. Although her injuries have improved a lot under the care of the black-eyed young woman, she is still unable to move freely.

"Oh my God, I'm worried they'll find those ......"

"Natasha, don't be afraid to open the door. Everything will be fine, I promise! ”

Rajolev took the black-eyed young woman's hand and gently comforted her.

The black-eyed young woman nodded slightly, her heart was still afraid, and her hands exuded a chill. But in Rajolev's hands, it was slowly warming.

"Bang Bang ......"

The sound of these boots kicking the door shows that the people outside the door have run out of patience for waiting.

"I'll come when I go!"

Natasha, a black-eyed young woman, left the bedside, and Rajolev and Natasha's son listened quietly to what was happening outside the door.

At this time, there was hope in his heart, and like the other special forces, they also carried a radio locator that used dry batteries. Although the scope of this thing is a little smaller, Rajolev understands that as long as his brother is nearby, he will definitely come and check it out.

If there is hope, then this is his only hope now.

"You ...... Sir, you are all right, this is the last little food in our house! Open your eyes, O God, and see what these people have done! ”

Natasha's pleading voice rang out, followed by a loud thump that echoed with the sound of the woman screaming and her body falling.

Lying on the bed, Rajolev could almost imagine what it was like outside.

The woman grabbed the pockets of the grain, not just so that Rajolev could take a sip of gruel, because there was a boy in the house.

"Tell your mother, don't fight, let them take it all!"

When Rajolev speaks, he is like a husband, and he is worried about his wife's safety.

However, there have been so many vicious people in recent days, so the boy's body seemed to freeze in the sound of fighting outside the door. He gasped with his mouth slightly open, his eyes wide with horror.

"Help me up, help me up!"

Anger burned in his chest, and at the same time he knew that the course of the war must be going according to the predetermined plan.

Then Denikin's troops must have lost their supplies of food and ammunition, although there is still some surplus in the forward base, but those food must be reserved for the infantry on the front line. As for the fast troops returning to defense, I'm afraid they will have to figure out their own way in the area of food!

This is also the origin of his hope, blowing up the bridge is one of the means to delay the enemy's rapid return to defense. Therefore, he turned on the switch of the locator, hoping that the people of "Thunder International" who went to the nearby mission could receive it.

The initial call did not bring the boy back from his terror. It wasn't until Rajolev cried out, ignoring the pain in the wound, that the boy seemed to understand.

There was some expression of shame on the pale face.

"Don't, don't be such a child. Find a place to hide with these things. Whatever you see, don't make a sound. Until you meet someone wearing the same military uniform as me, you can show him what I gave you, understand! ”

When people are in danger, the desire to survive can often prompt more power to be born. Now that he is facing a battle of trapped beasts, Rarolev can no longer ignore it.

When he straightened his body with the support of the boy's immature shoulders. After a little dizziness, he finally managed to stand firm. In his hand, he is his own military card, and the other is the radiolocator.

"Oh, no...... You brutes...... Brute ......"

The sound of messy tearing sounded, and Rajolev knew that if there was any action, it would have to be faster.

With difficulty, the re-torn wound was dripping with blood, drenching through his nightgown. However, these things can no longer be taken into account at this moment. In particular, at this time, Rajolev's heart had given up everything, including hope of escaping with the help of his brothers.

There is no danger to the hopeless. However, the desperate warriors are the most ruthless force. When there is no way out, people often burst out with courage that surprises everyone.

The "M-2 Assault Rifle" has a cold and smooth body, and the body of the heavy responsibility seems to have infinite power. It's too late to put on armor and hang other equipment on your body.

Seriously wounded, Rajolev held his assault rifle in his hand, and in addition he pulled out a grenade and pinched it in his hand.

"Since this is the case, I have to fight to break the net, I hope ......!"

The boy stood there stunned with the military badge that Rajolev had given him.

"Good boy, listen to me and do what you have to do!"

As Rajolev walked outside with his assault rifle in hand, he whispered to the boy again. It was only then that the frightened boy fully understood. He put what he was holding on his body, opened the back window and got out.

Seeing that the rear window was closed, Rajolev relieved half of his heart, and then equipped the assault rifle with a silencer, if he could quietly deal with the problem at hand, or if he would not attract more enemies.

"Good boy, may God bless us all!"

When he came to the door, he had to admit that he was surprised by what he saw. He almost never imagined that people could be so shameless.

Natasha had been pinned to the ground by three of Denikin's soldiers, and her skirt had been torn open, revealing her white body between the torn skirts.

She had struggled so hard, and her struggles had made the soldiers angry. So their thick palms had already beaten Natasha to the point of blood all over her face.

In Rajolev's eyes, sleeping with women is not a big deal. Among the soldiers who don't know tomorrow today, there are always many playboys.

But the force of the soldiers, who had to rely on it, forced him to have a physical relationship with a woman, was something he would not accept no matter what.

"Hey, you guys, don't you feel that this is a shitty thing! If I were to, I'd let her go now, find my weapon and get out of here! ”

He didn't step out of the door, half of his body was hidden behind the door, and the muzzle of the "M-2 assault rifle" in his hand was only a little exposed at the door frame, pointing at the three people who were committing the murder.

His eyes looked around for a moment, but he didn't see any other soldiers, which gave him some hope for escape.

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His voice made the three people outside the room realize that they might be in danger, and the "sperm brains" guys didn't even see the muzzle of Rajolev's gun sticking out of the door frame.

They stood up, their eyes staring at the porch, which looked black in the strong sunlight outside, and the three of them glanced at each other, then denied the possibility that they were in danger.

"Hey, you, the guy hiding in the shadows is still out of ......!"

The first one had just said half a sentence, and the two people who were traveling with him obviously wanted to laugh at this man who was hiding at home and did not dare to show his face.

"Oh God, I wish I could hit the target!"

Seriously wounded, Rajolev was a little worried about whether his shooting skills would suffer.

"Poof, poof......"

The muffler drowned out most of the sound, and when firing, all that could be heard was the faint sound of some metal crashing.

The long training was not in vain, and despite the heavy responsibilities of Rajolev, his shooting was still not up to par. After the last shot, the muzzle of his gun moved a little because of the pain of the wound, and the bullet tore the ear of one of the soldiers.

The other party had probably been on the battlefield for a long time, and despite the pain in his ears, he quickly rolled a few times underground, and hid in a place where Rajolev could not see, and then he heard the sound of his shouting.

"Natasha, quick, quick, let's get inside!"

At this moment, Natasha, whose face was covered in blood, rose from the ground, one hand covering her slightly sagging white and plump breasts. A few steps to Rajolev's side, he carried him back into the depths of the house.

Because of Rajolev's strength, she had to let go of her breast-covering arm and tug hard at Rajolev's arm on her shoulder.

Alyosha ...... Alyosha ......"

She trembled her lips and cried out loudly, calling out to her only relative, her dearest son.

"Don't shout...... They will know...... I've made him jump out of the window...... Ran out! ”

As a result of the shooting, there was a heart-wrenching pain in the wound, and Rajolev spoke intermittently.

At this moment, there was a jumble of footsteps in the courtyard outside the house, accompanied by shouts in Russian. But for some reason, Rajolev's originally nervous body suddenly relaxed.

Natasha couldn't hold his heavy body anymore, and the two of them fell to the ground together, gasping for breath.

"No...... It doesn't matter...... You've got to go first...... Find a dress ......! ”

Lying on the ground, Rajolev suddenly noticed Natasha's almost naked body lying on top of him, he thought to himself.

"Sasha can't be allowed to see this, or he'll be talking nonsense!"

Why do you think so, because the sound coming from outside the door is exactly the kind of small broken steps that are commonly used by special forces when they launch a squad combat mode.