Chapter 1836 Snow Razor

After that incident, Alsim had a special title widely circulated and praised by his comrades: Snow Razor, who specializes in shaving the heads of Finnish ghosts and killing people without being seen.

After the end of the Soviet-Finnish War, Alsim continued to choose to stay in the army and became a platoon leader.

Later, Alsim also participated in the military operations against Poland, and witnessed with his own eyes the special moment when the Red Army troops and the German troops rushing over from the opposite side successfully joined forces, linked shoulders, and called each other brothers in laughter and joy.

Alsim did not express any opinion on this, but just smoked, squatted in the trench, and watched silently from a distance.

His intuition told him that the Germans had too much hostility, and the fierce light in their eyes was not limited to the land and border under their feet, just like wild Siberian wolves of different ethnic groups would fight for territory. The fierce light in the Germans' eyes reminded Alsim of the beasts he had hunted with his own hands.

It cannot be said that the looks of the two were exactly the same, as there is a difference between the eyes of animals and humans, but only this inexplicable feeling can be understood by Alsim, who has been hunting with his father since he was a child.

Moreover, he is a man of few words and likes to do more than talk, and he does not intend to share his thoughts with others. He intends to use time to witness with his own eyes what these Germans will do in the future, and just watch silently.

What happened later was as expected. The Germans did cross the border and invade and attack not long after. 【6】【9】【s】【h】【u】【x】【.】【c】【o】【m】

Arsim, who was affiliated with the Western Front, experienced many life-and-death experiences in 1941. He was almost surrounded and killed by the Germans in the Smolensk pocket. In the end, he managed to escape in the dark with the only three soldiers left by his side due to the chaos on the battlefield and the loose encirclement of the Germans. However, he did not expect that after finding friendly forces, he was interrogated by the NKVD and was arrested as a shameful deserter who had voluntarily left the army.

"I am not a deserter! My mother is a herdsman, my father is a hunter, and I was born and raised in Siberia! I joined the army in 1936, and fought against the Finnish devils for Comrade Stalin in 1939. I also fought against Polish pigs! Now I am facing the Germans again! I shed blood and died for my motherland without hesitation. You can't do this to me! I want to see General Grenov. You have arrested the wrong person!!!"

After hearing these words, the NKVD people remained calm on the surface, but they were secretly surprised in their hearts.

Right now is the darkest moment of the motherland. All the front-line troops are in chaos and collapsed. One after another, bad news keeps flying from the battlefield like snowflakes in winter. Now is the time when elite soldiers are most needed.

The NKVD officer in charge of the trial did not dare to neglect it. He ordered his men to continue the interrogation and stabilize the people first. He hurried down to check whether the content of the suspected deserter was true, and who the "General Glenov" he was shouting to see was.

After checking, I found out that what this guy said was indeed true, and his enlistment and combat experience were all true.

As for General Glenov, he was a commander of the Western Front with the rank of major general.

After looking up the numbers of the subordinate units of this army, it turned out that this general comrade was the superior commander of the infantry division where the suspected deserter was. After going back and asking the suspected deserter, I found out that General Glenov had known the suspected deserter long before he confronted the Finnish devils. He said that he had personally awarded him a medal and commendation. At that time, he was only a colonel and a division commander.

He wanted to check with General Glenov whether the situation was true. After all, with such a big shot as a witness, it would only take a simple sentence or a telegram to get everything clear and investigate the more difficult case in his hands.

But what was unexpected was that the NKVD officer in charge of the trial received the news that "General Glenov had died for his country and died on the battlefield a week ago, and he and the army he commanded were surrounded and annihilated." This result was really too unexpected but reasonable.

In the end, the NKVD officer, who felt that he had no time to drag it on, decided to trust his intuition and take a gamble. He used his own name as a guarantee to release the suspected deserter. What was infuriating was that this little bastard named Alsim didn't even say thank you when he was let go, which made the NKVD officer who vouched for him feel like he was being ignored.

The story that followed was that like most of the grassroots commanders and fighters of the Red Army, he returned to the battlefield and continued to defend his country. Alsim was also quickly promoted because of his repeated achievements and honors.

But when Alsim heard that if he moved up to the battalion commander, he would generally not be able to charge into battle with the soldiers with a gun in hand, and fight side by side, and had to spend more time and energy on commanding the troops.

Alsim refused, and he would never do those boring jobs that he didn't want to do at all, and he thought he couldn't do them at all.

Alsim's regiment commander talked to him at first, and also pulled the political commissar to come together for in-depth exchanges and "round bombardment". In the end, he almost wore out his lips and his voice was hoarse.

However, Alsim is a stone in the toilet, stinky and hard. No matter how nice you say, I will not be the battalion commander. The company commander is over. Besides, I can't read and can't command so many troops. Anyway, I won't compromise. If you think it's not okay, just deal with me. Use the method you think is appropriate. I'm ready.

The regiment commander and the political commissar saw that they really had no way out. If you really get angry and dismiss him, it will definitely be a big loss of talent. It's like helping the Germans. Besides, this guy didn't do anything wrong. This kind of "strange bird" who would rather die than give up a great promotion opportunity is really rare in a century.

In the end, there was no other way, so they could only promote others to be battalion commanders, and Alsim continued to be the company commander he loved the most.

This situation lasted until 1943. Alsim, who jumped out of the bloody mouth of Stalingrad alive, was ordered to be transferred to the newly formed 1st Guards Heavy Tank Brigade because his original unit was basically wiped out. He continued to fight and lived until the 1st Guards Heavy Tank Brigade was promoted to the 1st Stalin Guards Tank Division.

When Malashenko ordered the formation of the leader division's own combat engineer battalion, the head of the infantry regiment, Valosha, found this "old team" veteran who had fought side by side with him in Stalingrad and survived.

Valosha did not expect Alsim to come out of the sun and be willing to serve as the commander of the crucial combat engineer battalion. This weird guy would never be the battalion commander and rejected the job as early as 1942. Valosha had heard about it a long time ago. This is a weird guy who is not only higher than himself in terms of seniority and experience, but also higher than the division commander.

But you have to admit that the infantry company he led was extremely powerful. Even if he was placed in the elite Red Army's top elite division, he was definitely an infantry company commander with the best command and team-leading ability.

"How about giving you a combat engineer company with the best equipment, the most veterans, and the strongest combat power?"

Alsim responded to Varosha's question with practical actions, and the SN-42 plate armor bulletproof vest he wore the next day was proof of that.

Now, Alsim, who led the charge with a battle-tested body, ushered in another fierce battle. After leading the team into the waiting hall of the railway station, the scene of the Germans pointing their guns at the same time has already jumped into his eyes and is close at hand. A brutal infantry close combat has already come with a bloody storm.