Because the grass on the ridge is too dense, the traces of people sitting and lying down are obvious. This is to be eliminated, and cannot be left to the enemy to discover and make a numerical judgment.

The barking of the dog just now alarmed the village patrol. There were also enemies tracking from the ridge, almost two combat squads, wide-brimmed hats, and yellowed military uniforms. If you can't get everyone to be wiped out in the vicinity of this village, you must not mess up now.

The dogs in the village below kept barking, which made people panic. The people on the ridge seemed to be in a hurry, dropped the branches, took their guns, and several people began to descend the mountain in turn.

Fortunately, the enemy could not see the situation here from the ridge over there. The trail down the mountain is too difficult to walk, and it is difficult to get friction on the soles of your feet when you step on the grass. All that is needed now is speed, and there is not so much control, everyone slipped down, and in the blink of an eye, they went down for about fifty meters.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a distance of more than 100 meters from the entrance of the village, and I saw that most of the men and horses led by the battalion commander had already reached the entrance of the village with the barking of dogs, and several were passing through the open field. Several dogs barked very hard at the entrance to the village, and they all wanted to bite people, eager to try their looks.

Ma Xiaobao yelled at an enemy, and everyone didn't understand a few words. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the enemy soldier put down his gun. Ma Xiaobao scolded a few more foul words when he walked over, and the enemy soldier saw that these people were extraordinary, and he was also frightened by Ma Xiaobao, so he was confused, and looked at everyone a little ignorantly.

This effect is what everyone wants to see. Ma Xiaobao spoke fluently, and he was quite good at responding to opportunities, and he stared viciously at the guy who was bluffed by him, and scolded him, not giving him a chance to react.

Knowing that the other party had a squad stationed here, Ma Xiaobao asked him if he had heard any news about the Einsatzgruppen coming from the crossing.

When the kid heard that Ma Xiaobao claimed to be from the special forces of the Army Headquarters, and was chasing the enemy special forces that were crossing the border, he immediately said that there was a public security tun nearby, and a platoon of the People's Army, which were stationed at the top of the valley mouth mountain in front, and they could be called to help.

Seeing that Xiang Qianqian and other follow-up people had followed, Ma Xiaobao asked the other party to quickly call someone to guard the entrance of the village to prevent the other party from entering the village and destroying it.

A thick fog rose and poured into the village at once, and the white mist was cold to the face.

Everyone rushed through the village.

When the village garrison heard the report and learned that the Einsatzgruppen was going to infiltrate the village, they hurried to the entrance of the village to set up an ambush. As soon as they saw a team of people coming in the fog, they immediately opened fire and started fighting first, and did not listen to the other party's shouting and explanation pretending to be their own people.

The real Einsatzgruppen was far away by this time. After passing through another valley, he ran a few steps forward, passed several comrades, and followed the battalion commander in front. The valley is sometimes wide and sometimes narrow, and gradually becomes more steep. The white fog was cloudy, and the visibility was less than 30 meters, so it was impossible to judge the terrain at all.

The whole team ran forward in this valley for a while, and finally a fork in the fog appeared in front of them, and a mountain full of trees crossed in front of them. Seeing that there was a fork in the road, a stone fell to the ground in my heart to move forward, and I finally got on the right path. If you haven't forked in the road yet, you don't know how long you'll have to run down and where you'll get there.

Out of this valley, the traces of human and animal activity on the left trail are quite obvious. If you are not mistaken, there is a village nearby.

Everyone could clearly hear the barking of cows and dogs.

This is not good, after the thrill just now, everyone is nervous again. The barking of the dog was very rapid, getting closer and closer, and everyone judged that the sound was coming from the foot of the mountain in front, so they quickly turned to the right, and followed the grass at the junction of the two mountains.

The run did not stop until it reached a very steep mountain, and there were mountains on top of it, and there were small hills everywhere, one after the other, and I didn't know where to go. Everyone had to estimate and follow the direction of the compass and choose the nearest trot at the junction of the two mountains.

The grass is getting denser, but signs of human and animal activity are becoming scarcer. There are bird calls everywhere, and some are startled, and it is estimated that there should be no danger in the barren mountains and mountains here.

Everyone reached the foot of a grassy slope and nestled in a hollow to catch their breath. Just now, I ran all the way, up the hill and downhill, and the physical exertion was very great. The battalion commander ordered to check the equipment, fasten the straps, and especially those that can make a sound.

The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and visibility can't be lower. This kind of weather is quite conducive to infiltration, and the so-called heaven is beautiful.

A gust of wind blew the fog away, and the layers of white silk cloth were pulled apart for a moment, and I looked forward to see that the hillside in front of me was full of trees.

Through the binoculars, he saw signs that the forest had just been cut down. But don't let the enemy have troops stationed here, if they do, it will be bad luck.

When going down the mountain, the battalion commander was slid down from the side by Zhang Wenwen and grabbed the front.

Everyone went all the way down, moving fast, and in the blink of an eye, they reached the foot of the mountain. Although you can't see anything in the dense fog, I feel that the terrain should become wider, and it is no longer as narrow as just now, with mountains and mountains, and every part of the junction is so narrow.

When we arrived at a place with low terrain, there were still grasses and bushes, and everyone had to be quite cautious when walking in it. The air seemed to be very heavy, and everyone did not speak, and could not speak, which was discipline. Unless it is a report of the enemy situation or a password, the voice must be soft, not loud, and generally based on gestures.

Due to the unfamiliar terrain, no one knows the situation here. The battalion commander ordered everyone to form a straggler line and pull out the ranks. In this way, there will be no heavy casualties in the event of a sudden and dense fire attack.

Moving forward, the people who still led the infiltration team took the lead to explore the way, and Zhang Wenwen walked beside him. The two men held guns obliquely in their hands, in a search-alert style, and explored the way. The rest of the infiltration group spread out on both sides, covering their way.

The wind blew in the open field, and there was some strange smell in the air, it stinked. Zhang Wenwen was the first to smell it, opened his nostrils, sniffed hard, and then turned his head to look forward to see if he smelled anything. Forward, of course, smells the smell too. This smell is very familiar, familiar to every soldier on the front line, not just him.

The smell of dead bodies!

Soon most of the warriors behind this smell smelled it, and they all sniffed their noses and looked around, judging the direction from which the smell came from.

On a dirt slope 30 meters away, the grass was in a mess, the lodging phenomenon was serious, and the newly dug soil was scattered around. He glanced forward at Zhang Wenwen, and then stretched his chin towards the small dirt slope.