The battle ended quickly, and after a battle, all the fighters were panting, and everyone was hot to the bone. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"All of you immediately start cleaning up the battlefield and gathering everything you can use. Escort all the captives to me! Yang Mingzhi ordered.

The battle ended at half-past four in the morning, several hours before the sun rose.

Yang Mingzhi finished explaining the task and sat on the snowdrift by himself. The soldiers had already gone on their mission, and he estimated that there were almost no casualties in the battle.

The radioman was called to his side. "Now send a telegram home immediately and tell the division commander that we have been a great success! The enemy is completely annihilated! ”

At this moment, Yevlov was also very anxious, this night battle was bound to start, and he was waiting for the news of the victory of the troops. So he waited in the telegraph room, waiting for the telegram in code, or simply in plain language.

Because of the victory, the radio officer was very excited, and Yevlov could not help but show a relieved expression when he heard the report in Russian.

Yerentina was also waiting for news, and she rested on the table. Yevlov gently woke him up.

"What? Is the battle over? ”

"That's right, a big win. It was a bunch of chickens and dogs, and we used a little trickery to wipe them all out. ”

Yerentina's hanging heart was relieved, she was really worried about the military operation that was unfolding at more than ten degrees below zero. At such a low temperature, the blood vessels of the compatriots were not antifreeze oil, but I didn't expect them to overcome the difficulties and defeat the enemy.

She lifted herself and stretched her muscles, a slow warmth on her face. "Well, they'll be back soon."

"Yes, Berekov will definitely quickly settle the battlefield, and then return. And ......"

"And how?"

"It's likely that they've captured some prisoners of war, and we can get some intelligence from these people." Yevlov said.

Due to the composition of this force of enemies attempting to infiltrate the swamp, the scouts have been informed. There were renegades, and there were German soldiers. The renegade is entirely in civilian clothes, dressed like an ordinary citizen dressed as a lady, and the Nazi armband on his left arm confirms his identity as a Nazi accomplice.

As for the Germans, they were waiting for German steel helmets. Very strange thing, these guys even wore neat gray military uniforms, which were the winter military uniforms of the German army. It was already snowy here, and it seemed as if they were deliberately exposing themselves, or stereotypical honor. Dressed in gray, it is very easy to expose yourself in the snow.

After analyzing this information, Yevlov and Yerentina were fully convinced that this group of guys was the Pathfinder. As you can see, there is actually a powerful partisan force in the swamps, and the Germans should be fully aware of it. After all, in the past few months, the 284th Division has carried out many major operations, and the German army should know about it.

This time the enemy is here to explore the way, so eat it in one go.

Yerentina listened to Yevlov's words and couldn't help but fall silent.

"There are also Soviets in the ranks of the enemy, traitors to these countries." She frowned, clenching her teeth.

Yevlov's love affair was not so hideous, he poured two cups of hot water and placed them on the table. "My commissar, you don't have to be too angry. If there is a problem with the position of those people, it is sufficient to deal with them in accordance with our regulations. You don't have to get angry with yourself and hurt your body like that. ”

"I still can't accept it." Yerenkina was loud. "If it weren't for the Great Motherland, if it weren't for Ulyanov, this group of guys would have been killed by the White Army long ago. It was the Red Army that gave them a new lease of life. As a result, the invaders came, burned and looted, but they were willing to be accomplices of the enemy to slaughter their former compatriots. How hateful it is. ”

"An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth would be fine. Yerentina, when Berekov brings the captives back, you can set up a court and sentence those bastards to death. But you also have to think long-term, I'm afraid there won't be many prisoners, and there may be Germans among them. How to deal with these invaders, whether to kill or keep them, these are all up to you to decide. ”

Yerentina was discouraged, and indeed as a political commissar, she had a lot of power outside of the war. She had to think longer, because the death sentence for these captives was simple, and the focus was on how to use it.

On the other hand, Yang Mingzhi took advantage of the rest time to eat some dry food.

His two female snipers exemplified the qualities of snipers in this battle. That is, to hide and shoot cold guns, many enemies do not know who they are being hit by at all.

"This time I hit twenty! Ran out of three magazines. Natasha said.

"So, I hit fifteen less than you, three magazines. Sure enough, it's because I usually train too little. Star fruit sighed slightly.

Yang Mingzhi pinched the little faces of these two girls. He could tell that Natasha was a little upset, and the star fruit was indeed elated.

"Both of you are heroes, and with a little more training in the future, you can become the new Simon Heyer."

The two didn't know who the name was, and Natasha thought it was Soviet. I didn't expect that man was indeed an enemy of the Soviet Union, but as a sniper, his record of 500 kills was astonishing.

"There are still such people, who killed five hundred Red Army soldiers with just one Mosin Nagant without a telescope. Such a man is terrible, and if I hit him, I will not be a hero. Natasha looked shocked and envious, and even a little eager to try.

"Girl, don't worry, that person is already injured and can't go to war again. That person is the same as both of you, both of them are hunters, and they are also born farsighted. In the dim light tonight, you can still achieve such a record, hitting at least one enemy with two bullets. In such an environment, a hit to the torso, the enemy is bound to die. ”

Yang Mingzhi explained to them the problem of how many bullets kill an enemy, at least 20,000 rounds of bullets in World War II can destroy an enemy.

"Heavy machine guns can cover enemy positions with firepower, and the enemy who hits them does not dare to raise their heads, because everyone knows that a rash charge of flesh and blood is tantamount to slaughter. And snipers often only have one chance. Yang Mingzhi pointed to the girl's SVT rifle, "Your semi-automatic rifle can be used as a sniper rifle, at best, it is only a precision rifle, and at a long distance, the effect is not as good as that of Mosin Nagant." The difference is that you can quickly refill a shot if you miss, while Mosin Nagant can complete a thousand meters of sniping and only have one chance. ”

The two listened to the enlightenment, and the star fruit warned the two of them about some written sniping skills in later generations, and the rest was for them to think about on their own.

The fighters searched among the corpses, taking everything of value with them. They examined each corpse, stripped their clothes off their bodies, and opened all their pockets. Pens, pens and watches are the most desirable items, but the most common ones are bullets.

This is also a good thing, the more bullets the better, and the more firearms, the better.

The fighters captured some of the people who were pretending to be dead, and several of the fighters even found a warm corpse in the pile of dead people.

"I bet this guy isn't dead. The other corpses were already like ice mounds, but this one, the body was still warm. Ivan, what do you think? ”

"You can kick it. Lebed, you can kick there. If this guy is pretending to be dead, a kick from there will definitely make this person scream like a pig in pain. ”

The soldier named Lebed laughed evilly and kicked the "dead corpse" in the crotch.

Henschel also thought that he could get through the tricks, and prayed that the enemies would all leave, and that he would get up and flee back. As a result, they kicked their crotch, which was a heart-piercing pain.

"Ahh Henschel held up the long voice, his body not controlled by his consciousness at all, and immediately curled up into a wail.

"I'll just say. This guy dressed as an officer is simply pretending. Soldier Ivan made a look, and several soldiers immediately sent this guy to Yang Mingzhi. (To be continued.) )