After Becoming a Little Sister

But today... It can only be said that the poor organization was too clever, but encountered a humanoid cheat passing by.

It really made people unable to help crying for the Great Demon King——she wiped the corners of her eyes hypocritically, and looked at the situation on the big map that had stabilized, somewhat relieved, feeling that she had survived this wave.

The battle line of the large corps on the map has stabilized. The 13th Army marched to Vilnius before Huot, interrupted the opponent's cutting action, and turned to defense on the spot, waiting for follow-up military support.

If calculated by the time in this illusion, the speed of the 13th Army is probably only a few hours faster.

This is a bit like the rapid march of the Republic on the peninsula battlefield, and it took 5 minutes to grab the taste of the third place-the Republic was interspersed with 14 kilometers in 72.5 hours, directly cutting off the rear of the opponent's Ninth Army. This time it was The 13th Army interspersed 60 kilometers and took the lead in winning strategic points.

Sister Shenxian built a trap card and ended her rendezvous.

Although there is currently residual blood, there are no cards in the hand, and even an unknown card like the 13th Guards Division has been drawn, but if these individual disadvantages are integrated, plus the opponent's "Your name is already like Candle in the wind', but stabilized.

Xiong Luoli stood up contentedly: "Three days... three days... Des Moines, why don't we find a chance to take the opposite-"

In the middle of speaking, the stretched Xiong Luoli slipped and fell directly from the chair.

But at the same time, a heat wave almost brushed the back of her head, blasting a small hole in the wall brick not far away.

A full second and a half later, there was a gunshot that was so slight that it was almost inaudible, and it seemed to drift over with the wind.

"!" Xiong Luoli's hair immediately pricked up: "Sniper?!!"

Bai Dongcheng's voice sounded almost simultaneously: "Where? Did you encounter a sniper?!"

"I, I don't know!" Xiong Luoli's throat rolled, and she rolled and crawled against the wall, leaning against the window sill of the church: "There should be a sniper! But why did it appear here?"

"Could it be those who raided the headquarters of the division last night, maybe there are still remaining fighters on the other side."

The three major victories of Germany in the Battle of Minsk in 41 inevitably caused the stragglers to fight guerrillas everywhere in the enemy's rear. It is not impossible to intersperse a small group of troops in a huge battlefield. There were many such troops in World War II. A case in which a reconnaissance sharp knife hit the enemy headquarters.

There are even Italian Air Force Marshal Balbo, the unlucky guy who was killed by his own air defense firepower...

Vatutin is probably the most famous in Maozi's side. After encountering a small group of guerrillas, this buddy was directly pierced through the neck by a stray bullet and died. Not from Germany, but from Ukraine.

At that time, Ukraine was still part of the Soviet Union, so it was another case of being killed by one's own people...

Xiong Luoli was not so big-hearted that she thought it was an accidental injury by her own people. She gritted her teeth and shrank her head: "If I have a security force directly under me, Aunt Bai, have your guards been connected yet?"

"It should still be on the way, and it may take a few hours to arrive. If the opponent is a sniper, there is a high probability that they will not try to forcibly attack the command post. You should hide first and wait until the guard company arrives before coming out!"

"I understand!" Xiong Luoli picked up a large piece of bar next to her, hunched over and ran under the window sill, all the way to the depths of the ruins, only showing a small half of her head to look at the collapsed church door.

It won't be discovered here, unless the other side is in the mood to turn over the entire ruins and check it out.

She also agrees with Bai Dongcheng's point of view, if she is a sniper, she can rest assured, but she still needs guards - what? ! !

Xiong Luoli stared wide-eyed, watching a small group of enemies sneaking in from outside the church, she barely dropped the weapon Da Lieba in her hand to the ground.

What is this? !

The other party was wearing the standard German military uniform of the third airborne army, which consisted of blue overalls and gray-green trousers, and an airborne jumpsuit on the outside. He also wore the famous Type 38 paratrooper helmet on his head. On the side there is the insignia of the head, which is characteristic of Tokuzo's paratrooper helmet, as opposed to the eagle insignia on the uniform.

There is a lemon-yellow collar patch on the inner collar of the other party. There are two flying wings on it, which means that this is a second-class soldier. The gas mask bag specially designed for paratroopers looks like a battle-hardened elite.

But these are not important, what is important is the face of the other party - the skin and flesh of the other party's face is sunken and withered, like a layer of skin sticking to the bone.

Or rather, it looks like tree bark...

A total of seven paratroopers, holding MP38 submachine guns in their hands, came in quietly with short bodies.

The paratrooper at the front raised his hand to greet his teammates behind him, but did not speak, but made a tactical gesture that Xiong Luoli did not recognize—maybe this was their own internally agreed tactical sign language. The teammates separated tacitly and moved slowly along the two sides of the church gate.

Xiong Luoli shrank her head back, silently counting down, watching the other party getting closer to the place where she was originally staying.

"3...2...1—"

Accompanied by Xiong Luoli's silent countdown, an airborne soldier who only wanted to check the things in front of the map subconsciously looked down at his feet, and an inconspicuous silk thread was pulled up by his movements, pulling a certain The ring tore away and landed gently at his feet.

"Booby trap!!"

He reacted quickly, yelled, and flew towards the only gap on the side.

【boom----】

There was a muffled sound, and the flames and smoke exploded behind the flying paratrooper. The explosion and fragments only scratched the opponent.

But Xiong Luoli didn't mean to be annoyed by the other party's quick reaction, instead she just raised her hands to cover her ears, shrunk her neck and closed her eyes.

【boom------】

A louder collapse sounded, deafening.

This booby trap was not set next to the map at all, but under the base of the half wall on the side. Xiong Luoli, who has been influenced by her sister's architecture, has never thought of using simple booby traps to reimburse the enemy, but wants to use it Terrain strikes back.

If the opponent really wanted to pursue him, he might be able to bury him directly inside with a single wave if he was lucky.

Accompanied by a loud noise, the half-collapsed wall crashed down, directly covering the two unlucky paratroopers next to it. Unfortunately, the opponents searched separately before, and only three of the seven people were killed.

After a while, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and the unlucky guy who still had half of his boots outside was motionless, he didn't even have room to twitch, and what was even more weird was that he didn't see any traces of blood. It's like a real treant, dry.

Occupying the pillars and corners, the other four paratroopers who were ready to fight back at any time felt like they were facing an enemy. One of them yelled something, and it took Luoli Xiong several seconds to translate the German with a strong accent in his head. .

Hmm, useless cursing words...

She curled her lips, and she didn't plan to have any falsehood with the other party, so she was going to squat here.

If the other party wants to search, she can see it at a glance, and her backlit corner is a blind spot from the outside.

Besides, she hid an exit behind her back. After going out from here, there is a pile of discarded equipment under the church wall. Those bits and pieces were blown up by direct artillery, and they are completely worthless, but hiding her is a problem. not big.

She really didn't believe that the other party could have the kind of temperament to stab everything a few times, if it really didn't work, it would be a big deal to die together.

She tightened her grip on a grenade in her pocket, and a look of hostility flashed in her big almond eyes—the little bear will bite if pressed!

The four paratroopers yelled a few times, but they didn't get a response, and they didn't receive a wave of blows. They looked at each other for a while, and separated two to dig out the bricks, trying to dig out their companions, while the other two were like this. Facing the enemy, guard the surroundings.

Xiong Luoli watched their actions, suddenly remembered something, and frowned.

The previous sniper should not be among the seven...

Just when she had this thought, the passage behind her suddenly opened, and the cold wind blew in.

Xiong Luoli's eyes widened suddenly, but a big hand reached out more quickly and covered her mouth.

The other party used great force to push her backwards——

"?!!"

PS: continue tomorrow

Chapter 1091 1071-The Fairy Sister's Round (3/3 more for the reward)

The sudden attack made Xiong Luoli's eyes widen suddenly.

who?who?enemy?that sniper? !

The muscles of Xiong Luoli's whole body were tense, almost subconsciously screaming, and the sound came to her mouth.

But a familiar voice that was suppressed to the lowest level suddenly came from her ear, which made her stop her movements——

"Shh! Don't make a sound!"

That voice was not soft, it was low and sandy, with a reassuring sense of power.

Xiong Luoli looked back in surprise, and looked down along the powerful muscles, the arms that were as thick as the thighs of adults, and the resolute figure.

The other party was half squatting, wearing only a sea soul shirt in the ice and snow, and his beautiful figure like a Greek sculpture could be seen at a glance.

This iron lump-like big butt!

Muscle sister expensive love song!

"you--"

Xiong Luoli opened her head subconsciously in surprise, and then quickly covered her mouth, Little Bear's head nodded and stepped back.

Muscular sister Gui Aige was vigilant to the left and right, making sure that there were no enemies around, so she fixed her eyes on the gap in front of her, and pressed the handle of the pistol at her waist.

On her waist is a Jeskikin submachine gun, which is outrageous-this gun was only designed by Igor Teskykin in 48, isn't it the world line in 41?

Xiong Luoli stared at this bug with rounded eyes, but when she thought that this was not science at all, but the world of metaphysics, she could only ignore it.

Maybe when their line is defeated and Tokusan rushes up, a hot woman will drive a big tree and fall from the sky...

After they exited the church through the gap, Xiong Luoli breathed a sigh of relief, lamenting the lack of subjective initiative on the other side.

The paratroopers in the church probably thought it was a trap set up, there were no enemies, and after a brief stalemate, they all ran to poach people.

Hearing the faintly discernible sound of moving bricks, Xiong Luoli dragged the muscular sister Gui Aige all the way to the edge of the corner, with a smile as bright as anything, leaned into her ear and asked in a low voice: "Why are you here?" What about the others? What about my sister?"

"Sister? Do you mean Comrade Division Commander?" Muscular sister Gui Aige frowned, "Comrade Katyusha, we were attacked and dispersed earlier. Where are the rest of the Division Headquarters?"

"……Eh?"

Xiong Luoli blinked, looking at the muscular sister Gui Aige who had a firm expression but her demeanor had become unfamiliar, her smile gradually disappeared.

"You—do you remember me?" Xiong Luoli pointed at her face.

"Of course I remember, Comrade Katyusha, political commissar of the 13th Guards Infantry Division, are you injured?"

Muscular sister Gui Aige stared at her head, with an expression of 'did your brain be hurt by the shock'.

"You and I--"

Xiong Luoli opened her mouth, and a sense of melancholy loneliness surged up like a tide.

Now she roughly understands Bai Dongcheng's feelings. The familiar people are by her side, but it's like a different soul.

The strong Xiong Luoli wiped away her tears: "You said the teacher is my sister? Is my sister not with you?"

"No, we were attacked by enemy paratroopers last night, and then..."

Muscular sister Gui Aige frowned, didn't go on, as if remembering something.

Xiong Luoli's eyes lit up, waiting for her to remember those wrong details, maybe she could find the inaccurate points in the absurd memories, and then re-anchor her cognition.

Waiting and waiting, for several seconds, seemed to be as long as hours.

But the muscular sister Gui Aige didn't speak, just reminisced in silence, and in the end even the expression of reminiscence disappeared.

"What..." Xiong Luoli lowered her head slightly, her shoulders also slumped.