Chapter 889: The big retreat (medium)

Ivanov hurriedly drew his head behind the wall.
"See the ghost!"
"They can't cook all of us, sir!"
A blue-eyed soldier moved low behind Ivanov. His name was Vadogin, and he worked as a servant in the choir before joining the army.
It's hard to see now: his face is covered with gritty scars, and the scene of purity and perfection in the cathedral is almost completely unaffected.
But the young man's eyes were still clear and bright.
"I mean, sir, if we go together."
Watkin continued:
"I think most people can rush into the door."
That kind of war damage is terrible.
Ivanov frowned, but did he have a choice?
Others agreed with Wadukin’s proposals, and Aluno was among them.
"I counted a total of five streets leading to the buildings over there. If we charge from different directions at the same time, we can at least win fighters for ourselves. Just now, you said, sir, time is not waiting for people."
"Sounds"
Ivanov's words were interrupted by the sound of the kick door, and then came the thick Ok dialect that was shouting orders.
He carefully peeped out from the corner
A group of green skins rushed out of the main entrance, about seven or eight, all around the building.
As always, the thick accented Ukrainian is difficult to fully understand, but it is not confusing, and the green-skinned tone sounds very anxious.
"He is not sure."
He suddenly told Aluno.
"Sir?"
Ivanov turned to him.
"That miscellaneous green skin, I can hear it is very nervous, they did not expect to be attacked here, the gang of thought they had controlled the entire area, they thought that the cover with heavy weapons would be foolproof, listen We are faced with green fish skin, not with
What do you think of the blood axe soldiers, Aluno? Do you want to make a bet? "
"Okay, sir."
Aluno smiled and shook his head.
"If I gamble and drink, I'm the only one, but if I don't have to deal with infantry and machine guns at the same time, I can raise it, otherwise we will be abused."
After thinking for a while, Ivanov nodded in agreement, and after a moment of contemplation, he said:
"We can send two classes around to the east to pretend to attack. If they feel that the east needs manpower, it should not be difficult to lead them away from the main entrance, then only machine guns will be left. Once we reach their fire dead zone, we can kill them. Come back from there."
"Sounds like an idea, sir."
Ivanov's eyes stayed on the dead soldiers' bodies for a while. They were all lying in dark red blood pits. The steam in the wounds was gone, and the bodies were becoming stiff.
He knew he would lose more before the power station was firmly held in his hands.
"Yelian!"
The head, who was as irritable as the boss of Ok, turned his head and said aloud:
"Golenov! Move your ass!"
The two squad leaders creeped over, trying not to expose their bodies too much outside the safe area.
Among them, Yelian was a little older and was a small body, but the marksmanship was scary.
Golenov on the other side is a brown eye, wide face and an excellent troublemaker.
This makes them the best candidates for implementing the plan.
"Take your people, hide on the other side of the target, pass the back alley, don't be aimed at by machine gun! I want you to let these green skins know how to go to once they are in place, without having to hit any specific targets, I just need you to draw the green skin on both sides of the main entrance away from this end, you must let
They believe that the east side has been attacked by concentration. This should not be difficult to do. Once they get there, you can strike them casually. Is that clear? "
"A feint, sir!"
Yelian nodded.
"Count me, sir."
Golenov grinned, showing his yellow teeth.
"Very good, what are you waiting for? Go!"
The two squad leaders left and took their respective teams to the other side of the power station. Ivanov continued to face the others and said:
"The rest of you know what we are going to do, and it will be dangerous to rush across the open area, spread out along the line to find cover, and prepare to run like your mother is pushing you! The attack signal is a burst of my pistol. Understand?"
"Yes, sir!"
Everyone responded in unison.
"Go."
Ivanov nodded and watched him spread out in front of him.
So far, so good.
With the two roundabout teams in place, Oak's firepower began to shift, and the gunshots repeatedly sounded on the far side of the power station, and was severely countered by heavy machine guns turned to the east.
As Ivanov expected, the green skin became irritable.
The rumble of explosions was added to the chorus of rifles and machine guns. The roundabout soldiers were using the grenade they carried to attract the attention of the defenders, and the effect seemed to be remarkable.
As the explosion rang, Greenskin began to be convinced that the attackers had detoured to the east and launched a full-scale attack there.
After leaving three or four boys, the leader left in a hurry with the remaining troops.
"Are you ready?"
Ivanov looked at Aluno, while the other shook his hand grenade and smiled:
"Okay, sir, the first person to come to the door has a bottle of red wine, right?"
"Yes."
Ivanov raised his pistol.
"When we return to Sval, I will treat you."
"I am looking forward to the sir."
Both of them know that this is a promise that will never be fulfilled.
Along the entire street, Ivanov's soldiers crouched behind the bunker, waiting for a signal to attack.
"charge!"
As Ivanov's pistol lightly popped out of a brass cartridge case with a loud bang, soldiers in black uniforms swarmed out of the cover and rushed in a serpentine route, desperate to avoid the enemy Rays.
The remaining Oakes suddenly panicked and shot blindly towards the front.
Ivanov also began to sprint with all his strength, too late to look around the situation of his men.
He could see the flash of light from the muzzle of every dark aperture in the high wall of the power station.
"Run me to death!!"
He shouted to his people, using all the power he could on his legs to get the fastest speed.
His muscles became hot, and cold wind poured into his lungs, making them feel as if they were burning.
Bullets of various calibers fell around him like a blizzard ~EbookFREE.me~ but nothing was hit, no pain, no strong impact...
"Uh!"
Then someone on the left side of Ivanov yelled, but he turned his head away and looked at it, and he would definitely die if he stopped at this time.
"Continue to run! Rush up!"
He shouted, and afterglow saw many soldiers marching forward, rushing towards the safety zone under the wall with all his might.
At this time, another unexpected machine gun appeared. It sprayed a torrent 20 meters above the left side of the crowd, and the rain of bullets stirred the ground.
Some are embedded under the white slate, and some are bitten into the living.
Ivanov continued to run, glancing through the obstacles he encountered, screaming from his right, and someone shouting behind him.
"No! 20 meters left! 4, 3"