The city of Buzeu is located entirely on the south bank of the Buzeu River, but it is not right next to the Buzeu River, and the northern outskirts of the city are separated from the river by a field of land ranging from one to two kilometers in width.

After the Germans swept the Soviet troops on the perimeter, the distance from the city to the river became a hole in the Soviet defense system in Buzeu.

Ryabishev was well aware of the holes in the defensive line, and the Germans could attack from the east and west ends of the field at any time, and completely cut off the connection between the city and the rear after occupying the field, so he sent two battalions of troops to block the entrances to the east and west ends of the field to prevent the Germans from taking advantage of the weakness.

However, Ryabesev forgets that the biggest harm of playing away from home is unpopularity and unfamiliarity with geography.

It was also an away battle, but the Germans played as a savior, which was deeply supported and welcomed by the Romanians.

With the great assistance of the Romanians, especially refugees from the city of Buzeu, the Germans were able to overcome the difficulties of fighting away from home in the shortest possible time, and even had an unexpected gain.

In the southeast of Buzeu City, in the misty night, the convoy of the first battalion of the Blackwater Special Reconnaissance Group slowly stopped on the side of the road.

The rear curtain of the third Opel truck in the convoy was lifted from the inside, and Sergeant Gustav jumped out of the car first, then looked around with an STG42 assault rifle.

Behind him, a group of soldiers jumped out of the carriage one after another and rallied around him.

On the east and west sides of the road, Gustav saw faint figures swaying, and heard soft conversations and clicks.

Eight soldiers lined up to pass them by the convoy, and Gustav recognized them from the style of their uniforms as men of Hitler's Youth Division, who had taken control of the place. Trenches are being dug overnight. Construction of fortifications.

Gustav withdrew his gaze to either side of the road. He led his subordinates to meet the platoon led by Platoon Commander Fisher, and then followed the whole platoon into the night.

The company commander walked seven or eight meters in front of Gustav, and from time to time the voices of Romanian and German were heard in the wind.

"Are those two Romanians reliable or not? Can they take us around the lines of the Soviets? ”

Hearing Gustav's question, the deputy squad leader Fleischer said: "After all, they are natives here, and they are familiar with the geographical environment, maybe there is really a road that we and the Soviets do not know to bypass the Soviets' defensive line." ”

"Don't talk, be quiet." Platoon Commander Fisher said.

Gustav and the two men shut their mouths and followed the group through a large area of charred grass to a depression.

Dirt slopes along both sides of the depression. Gustav and his men carefully slid to the bottom of the depression, and with the help of the light of the flashlight, they saw a hole that was almost perfectly round, more than two meters in diameter.

The entrance of the cave is surrounded by a giant mouth made of concrete, which looks like a monster in the night, trying to devour the special forces in front of it.

"I should have thought that we were a 'Blackwater' unit, of course we had to go down the sewers, no wonder the platoon commander informed us to carry gas masks." Fleischer said as he took off the gas mask around his waist and put it on his head.

A few minutes later, Gustav received an order from Fisher's platoon commander.

Platoon Commander Fisher pointed to the map and said, "As you can see. We are going to cross the enemy's line of defense from the sewers. Then we will be here, north of the city of Buzeu. The east side of the road leading to the river. I've already talked about the other tasks before I set off, so I don't need to go into details. Gentlemen, put on your gas masks, the smell of the sewers will surely make you unforgettable. ”

In less than five minutes, the figures of the special forces disappeared into the dark sewers.

A group led by Gustav was sent to the front of the line, followed by two guides and interpreters as pioneers.

During the conversation, Gustav soon learned that the two guides were underground pipe repairers at the sewage treatment plant in Buzeu, who had led their families to flee the city before the city was occupied by Soviet troops, and then joined the rebels and were sent to serve as guides in the Blackwater special forces.

The eldest of the two was surnamed Basescu.

Basescu, with a gray beard two or three centimeters long, had been working as a maintenance worker for nearly twenty years, and in his words, he could find the outlet of every sewer in Buzeu with his eyes closed.

One of the younger "leading the way" was more modest, holding a diagram of the construction of the sewers in his hand.

Behind Gustav was a platoon led by Second Lieutenant Fisher, who made their way forward, painting white arrows on the sewer walls with fluorescent paint along the way to show the way forward for the follow-up troops.

Following Basescu and the others, Gustav and his comrades walked through the sewers in a labyrinth.

Every once in a while, the company commander would stop to judge the direction.

Using the compass, the commander of a company confirmed that his troops were advancing westward.

Counting the time and the speed of the advance, their own troops should have by this time already crossed the ground forces of the Soviet army and inserted themselves behind the Soviet lines.

After walking in the underground labyrinth for an hour and a half, stepping on countless cockroaches and bugs, encountering rats a few times, and resting twice, the two Poserstin, who were at the front of the line, suddenly stopped again.

Gustav thought that Bossstein was going to rest again, but he heard Bossstein say: "Seeing that there is no intersection in front of you, turn right, and walk less than ten meters to our destination." ”

Gustav raised the flashlight in his hand and shone it forward, and sure enough, he saw that the sewer was in the shape of a cross more than twenty meters in front of him.

Finally able to get rid of this hellish place, finally to take off the smothering man's gas mask, Gustav excitedly quickened his pace and rushed straight to the crossroads.

Turning sharply to the right, Gustav looked at the wall on his right as he walked.

After walking seven or eight meters away, he saw a ladder made of steel embedded in the concrete wall, and a circular sewer manhole cover was on it at a height of twelve or thirteen meters.

A long line of Fisher separated the crowd and walked to the ladder, looked up at the manhole cover overhead, grabbed the ladder without hesitation, and climbed under the manhole cover with his hands and feet.

"Don't worry, this manhole cover opening is on the east side of the road, next to an abandoned highway checkpoint." Bossstein said.

"Don't talk, there's someone outside." Captain Fisher said hurriedly.

Gustav hurriedly reached out and covered Bossstein's mouth.

Second Lieutenant Fisher listened sideways for a while, then took out the stethoscope he had prepared and attached it to the manhole cover, and clearly heard the sound of talking coming from outside, and the very familiar noise.

Outside the manhole cover, under the corner of the east wall of the highway checkpoint, Captain Honezel and a sergeant stood side by side in a stride position, holding a "water gun" in their right hand, and discharging water against the wall of the toll booth.

"Comrade Captain, there are still about two hours before dawn, and we can catch up on sleep when we return to the military headquarters. After daybreak, we can muster up the spirit to fight the Germans. The sergeant said.

"There must be a big battle waiting for us today, and we all have to rest well, so that we can have the spirit to teach the Germans a lesson." Schunezel said.

As he polluted the environment, he imagined how to kill his opponent in the upcoming battle, but he didn't realize that the enemy he had always dreamed of fighting was only three meters away from him.

After polluting the environment, the two of them quickly put away the "water gun", put on their pants and left the checkpoint, walked to the side of the road, jumped into the convertible and drove away.

No sooner had the roar of the convertible's engine died down, and three meters to the east of their discharge site, the sewer manhole cover clicked and lifted slightly, and Second Lieutenant Fisher's piercing gaze swept across the ground.

Confirming that there was no danger, Second Lieutenant Fisher pushed the manhole cover aside, dodged out of the sewer, and took three steps and two steps to the back of the checkpoint and stood against the wall.

Confirming that the checkpoint had been abandoned and that no threat existed, Second Lieutenant Fisher pursed his lips and let out two bird calls.

Gustav took the lead, and one by one the black shadows rushed out of the sewers, and then quickly rushed into the field east of the checkpoint.

From time to time on the road, Soviet troops passing by the south into the city, or the north on the banks of the Buzeu River, interrupted the movement of the company four times.

It took half an hour for all the troops of the first company to jump out of the sewers and disappear into the vast night.

After confirming that all the personnel had left the sewers, Second Lieutenant Fisher lifted his alert posture, re-placed the sewer manhole covers, and led his four subordinates to chase in the direction where the large force had disappeared. (To be continued......)