The Red Army soldiers of the 65th Guards Regiment jumped off the T54 tank cleanly. This action is so familiar, but it is the same scene at different times, especially the German residents of the Soviet Red Army who were facing the Soviet Union. Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" A little girl in a red top tightly held the corner of her father's clothes. The most reliable father in the little girl's heart has always been the one who can protect herself the most. But today she was very nervous, as if she remembered something very terrible. Seeing that many middle-aged people around her had this expression.

"Nothing, baby!" The middle-aged man comforted his child with composure and looked at the opposite side of the barbed wire. One Soviet Red Army soldiers jumped off the tank after another. He had seen this situation. Fourteen years ago, the same troops rushed into Berlin, and even the soldiers sitting on the tank had the same posture. When he was a teenager, he had seen countless Red Army soldiers sitting directly on the tank rushing into Berlin. Now the scene is reappearing, but the T34 has become the T54, and the military uniforms of the Soviet Red Army soldiers are a little more decent than they were at that time.

This situation was because the Soviet Red Army lacked armored personnel carriers at that time. For mobility, many soldiers sat directly on the tanks and acted together. The reason why the Guards 65 Tank Regiment made the scene reappeared was because of the emergencies on Selov's side, so they immediately gathered tank troops to come. Selov didn't know that this scene had caused psychological shadows to many Germans, but one thing he knew was that when there were such incidents, the cement ground in Berlin should be renovated...

The Guards 65 Tank Regiment has been organized with 94 T54 tanks and 46 armored personnel carriers. Of course, the armored personnel carriers did not appear here, but the 94 T54 tanks that appeared here are obviously more threatening than armored personnel carriers. Especially compared to Mr. Sherman, who is on the verge of elimination on the opposite side of the barbed wire, the T54 tank shows more all-round advantages.

"What are you doing? West Berlin is managed by the Three Kingdoms occupying forces, which was recognized by the Soviet Union. Do you want to overthrow the status quo? Aren't you afraid of causing a world war?" To be fair, Berlin was not hot in March and April, but Stevenson's white shirt seemed to have just been fished out of the water. The two Shermans did not threaten Selov, but he clearly felt the threat of the T54 tank main gun.

"If I remember correctly, it seems that you used the Sherman tank first! Even if the responsibility for the world war is caused by the United States, let alone... you can't win at all..." Sherov's light words came along the loudspeaker, "Why must we go against the Soviet Union in a field you are not good at?" Unlike the Soviet Red Army soldiers who jumped off the tank, Sherov climbed directly on the tank and stood on it to face Stevenson not far away.

Ignoring the opposite of the barbed wire, Selov turned his back to Stevenson and stood on the top of the T54 tank. Looking at the Soviet Red Army soldiers around him, these young Soviet soldiers may not have experienced the war, but the spirit and fighting spirit contained in it are not inferior to those of the predecessors. Selov can clearly feel this.

More than 40 years ago, this army conquered the Winter Palace, and fourteen years ago, they conquered Berlin. The years have changed, and the mission of the Red Army has not changed. Defend the country and protect the people! This is the army of the people. Some people who betray their faith are slandering them all the time until they destroy the protection in the hearts of the Red Army, and they can easily dismember the country.

"If I give you two hours, can you conquer West Berlin?" Serov's words changed drastically, and the faces of all the Russian-speaking people changed drastically. This was especially true for the journalists surrounded by this torrent of steel, but everyone was silent and dared not speak.

"Of course we can do it!" From a tank not far from Selov, a colonel wearing an armored soldier hat pushed the top cover and walked down, responding loudly. The man was not tall but very strong, with a strong figure that was not very coordinated with his height. His military uniform seemed to be smaller. This man was Oleg, the commander of the Guards 65 Tank Regiment. Oleg walked to Selov and saluted about five meters away, introducing himself, "Captain Oleg of the Guards 65 Tank Regiment, Colonel Oleg..."

"Comrade Oleg, thank you for your quick reaction!" Shelov thanked first and shouted loudly, "Are you communist soldiers? Are you willing to die in battle for the ideal in your heart?"

"I swear to be loyal to the Soviet motherland, people and government. As a soldier of the Soviet armed forces, I am always ready to defend my motherland, the Alliance of Soviet Socialist Republics." Colonel Oleg used the enlistment oath as his answer.

"I am always ready to defend my motherland, the Alliance of Soviet Socialist Republics!" All the Red Army soldiers present shouted in an orderly manner.

"General Selov, if there is a conflict between the two sides, you are the sinner of world peace!" Stevenson listened to the conversation of the translator next to him, and an unprecedented sense of tension enveloped his whole body. At this time, he remembered the words of the old consultant. Selov never knew what threats meant. It would be better to expect Selov to retreat. It would be better to rely on the Soviet Union to transfer him back.

Shelof slowly turned around and looked at Stevenson, with the expression on his face as if he was looking at a clown jumping up and down, and said contemptuously, "As the defender of the free world, Mr. Stevenson, why don't you try to order the Sherman tank to knock down the wire? Maybe I dare not order an attack?"

When talking, Selov raised his right hand high, like a prelude to a commander's attack order. As Selov's gesture was the slowly turning T54 main battle tank main gun, as well as the standard shooting movements of the infantry behind the Soviet tank.

As long as Schellov gave his order, the next moment, two old Shermans, who were of the same age as the T34, will definitely become brilliant fireworks and live up to the reputation of his large lighter.

Stevenson was like a wild dog forced into a corner, fighting fiercely in his heart, and he wanted to fight to the death but was scared first. His tightly clenched fists showed that he was really unconvinced. For a moment, he really wanted to order the Sherman tank to knock down the barbed wire that didn't look very strong.

"Stevenson, there is an irrational person opposite. This person is a secret policeman, not a diplomat! You are different, you cannot bear the consequences of the conflict!" The translator next to him reminded loudly, afraid that he would actually knock down the barbed wire after a heated head. Shellov had already said that he would definitely kill them on the spot.

"Mr. Selov, there are misunderstandings in this, we can talk about it!" Stevenson said with a ugly face. He must get rid of this difficult situation and find a way out for himself with a decent look.

"No misunderstanding, the current situation reflects our most real relationship! As for negotiations, there is no need to reimburse the fuel expenses of the 65 guards tank this time. If not?" Selov's face turned angrily and shouted, "Then go back to West Berlin, don't challenge the Soviet Red Army overestimate your ability. The occupying army stationed in West Berlin, and be a hostage is your destination..."
Chapter completed!