The early morning forest was filled with morning mist, the humidity was saturated, and many of the sleeping warriors were a little damp and there was some dew on the guns they clenched.

Yesterday, the soldiers received the task, everyone lurked in the ambush place, and most of them lay on their positions to rest. These Soviet soldiers always have the impression of being sloppy, but in fact the soldiers are very hygienic on weekdays. It's just that the poor battlefield environment, the soldiers have no more demands. If you can win the battle, sloppiness is acceptable.

Yang Mingzhi woke up, and he didn't sleep well. He knew that once he entered the battlefield, it was impossible for all the soldiers to live comfortably, and sleeping in the foxhole was already a great pleasure.

By the way, he brought up the two children around him, and star fruit and Natasha had to get their house affairs in order and be able to quickly prepare for battle.

"Is there a signal from headquarters?" Yang Mingzhi asked the telegraph operator, only to see the man nodding. Catfish Village just did a general correspondence, reporting to each other that everything was fine, and he immediately asked the scout, and the telegraph operator also said that everything was normal.

"Sir, it is true that no Germans pass through the road at night. You think, if they pass, the loud noise will wake us all up. ”

Yang Mingzhi patted his numb face from sleep. "That's true, you continue to stick to the radio."

There were no German convoys at night, it was already daytime, and the Germans were bound to appear. He saw the warriors get up, tidy up their covers, roll them up, and tie them to their knapsacks. There are already soldiers who have finished cleaning up their housework and are munching on dry food, bread cubes.

How's going on with the boy soldiers? Yang Mingzhi decided to go and see it for himself.

These children are currently auxiliary to the large army, and they are also in the process of reorganizing their internal affairs. Young Kharkov was appointed commander of the teenagers, he was only sixteen years old, a member of the Komsomol, and seventy children obeyed him.

These people, like everyone else, gnawed and skilled, and some were checking their weapons.

Yang Mingzhi was very satisfied, and now Kharkov was trotting all the way in front of him.

"All stand upright!"

The children immediately put down the buddy in their hands, and Yang Mingzhi waved his hand.

"Comrade Deputy Division Commander, all the members of the Youth Battalion have been assembled, please instruct!"

"Take a break." Yang Mingzhi looked around at these people, he didn't say anything more, but instructed Kharkov. "The ambush war is bound to begin today, and you will most likely be on the battlefield. Everything is under my orders, and when I order the reserves to go into battle, all of you must not be cowardly, otherwise military law will deal with it. ”

Kharkov stood up and saluted, and with the nervousness in his heart suppressed, he turned around. "Comrades, we're really going to the battlefield today!"

The crowd immediately stirred, and Yang Mingzhi smiled slightly. Presumably, this Kharkov has done some ideological work, and there were still some people who hesitated yesterday. Fortunately, in fact, Yang Mingzhi didn't feel that he had to send all the militia to participate in the battle, and the firepower density on the front line was already too luxurious.

Just as Yang Mingzhi was checking the appearance of the young soldiers, Yelian Jingna flew over.

"Berekov! You're actually playing with kids here?! Fast! German! Our ......"

As soon as Yang Mingzhi heard the word German, he immediately ran away and quickly ran towards the position.

Yerentina gasped for breath, holding her leg and screaming. "Berekov, it was the telegraph operator who called you. Really, why are you men in such a hurry. ”

In the end, the telegraph operator personally ran to the ambush where Yang Mingzhi was, and relayed what the investigator saw.

Yang Mingzhi nodded: "It's this enemy, as I thought, there are not many troops." You continue to keep in touch with the Scouts, and keep me informed of any new information. ”

Yang Mingzhi quickly gave the wrong flag to the other side of the road, and the small yellow flag waved regularly, which was to order the troops to immediately prepare for battle.

The fighters responsible for pulling the mines wore huge straw hats and thatch sticks in the gaps of their clothes. These are thirty brave warriors lurking in the grass, waiting for an opportunity to pull hemp rope to detonate a mine. At the same time, these men were also grenadiers, with several grenades pinned to their waists.

Yerentina staggered to her feet, and her revolver was on board.

The woman sat next to Yang Mingzhi, and at this moment, star fruit and Natasha had also set up a sniper position.

Yang Mingzhi ignored the woman for the time being, but gave orders to the two girls, and the two girls he cared about the most were ordered to shoot the commander of the German army. "You have to aim at the officers with big-brimmed hats, they are very recognizable. The officers of the Germans, in accordance with their regulations, wore steel helmets except in exceptional circumstances. ”

Yerentina waited for a while, and she was angry.

Yang Mingzhi had already given the order to the soldiers, all the militia were in ambush in the rear, the three companies directly led by him were spread flat on the side of the road, everyone's gun safety had been opened, and only one hand trembled, and the machine guns would fire.

"Okay, do you have any questions now?" Yang Mingzhi turned around as if nothing was wrong and looked at the angry Yelenkina.

This made her lose her temper, so she had to say viciously: "Berekov, you have to at least listen to me before you run." I'm a political commissar after all. ”

"Well, Yerenkina, it's my fault. Now please also enter the position, the battle is about to begin.

"Okay. Give me a rifle. ”

Yang Mingzhi whistled, and such a soldier came with a semi-automatic rifle. "My comrade political commissar, I'll see your performance in a while."

Yerentina checked it, ten bullets. She closed the magazine and smiled in satisfaction, and her face became resolute.

At the same time, a German convoy was swaggering along the road.

"It's terrible! Roads in the USSR were also considered highways? "The German auto soldier Hans has complained many times. His co-pilot, Lawrence, was the commander of the convoy.

"Bear with it! You should be glad that we haven't reached the rainy season yet, and by the time we take Moscow and then attack east of the Urals, the roads will be muddy once it rains. You and I, including the Führer, will go crazy. ”

Hans shook his head helplessly, the Soviet Union is not like Germany, Nazi Germany at the moment has the world's earliest highway system. Of course, according to today's standards, it is equivalent to the level of a first-class highway.

On the Soviet side, the so-called Mozili-Lechtsa highway was actually a dirt road, and a very old one. It will eventually connect to the Ryazan Boulevard, which is the only way to Moscow.

Lawrence looked at the schedule, "Twenty drives, thirty wagons, a total of one hundred and thirty tons of supplies. Really, the front line is too badly consumed. In time, the Soviets were still stubbornly resisting. ”

"yes, it was unexpected."

Suddenly, the wheels clicked, and Lawrence's heart also clicked, and he shouted loudly: "Be careful, this car is full of heavy artillery shells, if something goes wrong, you will all be blown away." ”

Hans frowned and retorted. "I said a long time ago, the roads of the USSR were terrible! Besides, these shells, a little shaking can't detonate at all! After all, the fuses are packed separately. ”

Lawrence doesn't talk nonsense with him. "You drive honestly, keep an eye on it, let's drive in the forest."

"Well, I'll naturally keep an eye on the road, and if there's a dirt pit that can't be avoided, you'll scold, are you still worried that the Soviets will ambush us?"

Lawrence closed his notebook, a look of disdain. "The partisans of the Soviets, of course, there were. As you know, it's a bunch of stragglers, and they're just as annoying as flies. So my transport team is a battalion of troops rhyme, our division could have been on the front line, but it was assigned as a security division. The Führer he is not fair, what can I do? The brothers were very tenacious in their fighting, and they were easily defeated by the guerrillas. Moreover, during this time, everyone's convoy did not encounter intelligence from the armed men of the Soviets, and we basically did not encounter the enemy. You just drive well. ”

Hans shrugged, "Well, when I get to my destination, I'll have to rest well and find a Russian woman to be comfortable with." Now this potholed road, my ass is going to shatter! ”