On the same night, while Lieutenant Windenburg was fighting on the Neva River southeast of Leningrad, Lieutenant Konings of the Blackwater Special Reconnaissance Regiment was in a hurry to rest on the northern outskirts of Leningrad, thirteen kilometers away in the western part of the city of Tokovo. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Since Army Group North began to plan Operation Sledgehammer to capture the city of Leningrad, Chen Dao issued an order to the three subordinate special forces units to telegraph to the special operations detachments that were wandering in the Soviet-occupied areas to make a destructive advance in the direction of Leningrad in order to cooperate with the implementation of Operation Sledgehammer.

The special operations detachments made a destructive march in the direction of Leningrad, and Lieutenant Konings also led his subordinates to advance in the direction of Leningrad, putting down a number of telephone poles along the way, cutting telephone lines for several kilometers, sniping at hundreds of Soviet troops with black guns, and ambushing four convoys.

Of course, Lieutenant Konings did not know that his greatest achievement and his men's greatest achievement was to send Zhukov back to Moscow with a half-dead.

After a series of battles, the number of special operations teams led by Lieutenant Conings was reduced from twenty to eleven.

Operation Sledgehammer was postponed because of the Minor Purge, and all special operations units stranded in Soviet-controlled areas faced a thorny problem: a shortage of food and ammunition they carried.

Lieutenant Conings lost nine of his men when he ventured into Soviet-controlled villages and looted ammunition.

Having obtained enough ammunition, Lieutenant Konings led his troops to the north of Leningrad and soon found a field airfield surrounded by forests.

In the dead of night, the noise of planes taking off and landing was so loud that Lieutenant Conings and his men could not afford to pay attention to the airfield.

Using the forest around the airport as a cover, Lieutenant Conings and his men approached the airfield, only to find that the airfield was too large for eleven of them to solve.

The special operations team had limited combat effectiveness, and Lieutenant Conings had to turn his attention to the roads outside the airfield.

The supplies in the airport had to be transported out of the airport, and the materials from the outside had to be transported into the airport, all of which had to be transported through convoys, and Lieutenant Connings had set his sights on these convoys transporting supplies.

Just as Lieutenant Conings was about to make a few big deals around the airport, the weather suddenly changed and it began to rain continuously.

It rained for most of the day before it stopped, enough to turn Lieutenant Conings and his men into chickens.

At this time, it was the late autumn season, and the special combat team members were wearing soaked military uniforms, and they could not resist the clammy cold on their bodies, and soon two of them developed high fevers.

Compelled by difficult circumstances, Lieutenant Konings led his men to a small village on the western outskirts of the city of Tokovo without Soviet troops.

During a night attack, Lieutenant Cornings occupied a house on the outskirts of the village and captured four of its owners.

At this time, the owner and his wife, under the watchful eye of two special combat personnel, were cooking for the special combat personnel.

Lieutenant Conings, with the medics, requisitioned two sets of clothing from the man of the house, first put them on the two feverish scouts, and then took their wet military uniforms and roasted them.

The medic boiled some boiling water and gave cold medicine to the two sick men.

After a hot meal, the Scouts reinvigorated.

Everyone lined up and took turns to bake the fire by the stove.

When resting, time always flies by, and most of the night flies by.

At three o'clock in the morning, Lieutenant Conings woke his sleeping men.

After politely thanking the couple and their two children, and apologizing for the interruption in the middle of the night, Lieutenant Conings and his men tore up the couple of bed sheets, tied them with strips of cloth, and stuffed rags into their mouths.

After stuffing the couple and their two children into the bedroom, and once again expressing his sincere apologies to the couple of owners, Lieutenant Conings led his men to push the door and leave.

Sandwiched between the village and Tokowlo, the Soviet airfield was sandwiched between the village and Tokolo, and Lieutenant Konings and his men walked back to the airfield in the darkness of night.

An accident stopped the advance of the troops.

The accident came so suddenly that Lieutenant Conings's mind went blank.

"Stop, hands up."

"Lay down your weapons."

"Password."

A group of men burst out of the forest on the side of the road and surrounded Lieutenant Conings and his men, dozens of guns pointed at Lieutenant Conings and his men.

Lieutenant Conings, like his men, looked nervously at the enemy around him, his scalp tense.

There was an ambush・・・・・・ huh? What is he shouting? He's asking me for the password?

After a moment of panic, Lieutenant Conings was summoned to a calm state by a series of inquiries.

A Russian officer-like man walked up and down Lieutenant Conings and his men, looking at them and asking them for their passwords in German.

Lieutenant Connings recalled the scene for a moment, and immediately remembered that when the ambush soldiers rushed out, they were shouting in German and Russian, and the German accent was purer.

Turning his gaze to the left arm of the Russian officer who had shouted the order, Lieutenant Connings involuntarily clenched his fists.

The Russian officer's left arm wore a bright white armband.

These guys are their own people, but I don't know which unit it is?

He was captured by his own people!

If the people of the Blackwater Special Reconnaissance Team were okay, they would be ridiculed by other comrades after the mission was completed.

If you meet 101 people, you will be in trouble, and you and your subordinates will be disgraced and thrown into the Air Force.

When the Russian officer shouted the order again, Lieutenant Conings shouted: "Leningrad, return the order." ”

The Russian officer walked up to Lieutenant Cornins and said, "St. Petersburg, give me your number." ”

"I'm Lieutenant Conings of the Blackwater Special Reconnaissance Group, who are you?"

"I'm Captain Shayl of the 101st Special Air Service Regiment, Black Iron Brigade, and it's a pleasure to meet you."

I wasn't at all glad to see you・・・・・・ Lieutenant Conings said insincerely, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Captain. ”

The two teams converge into one team and hide in the forest.

Soon, Lieutenant Connings's mood became sunny again.

Captain Shayl said, "Are you going to that airport too?" We had the same goal, and I was worried that there were too few people to take out that airport, but now with you, it's different. ”

"How many of you are there?" Lieutenant Connings asked.

"Twenty-six, what about you?"

"Eleven."

"Thirty-seven people, that's enough." Captain Shayl said.

"What are you going to do?"

"Rush to the Russians' airfield, take out the planes and buildings at the airport, take out another airfield guard, and leave." Captain Shayl said.

"How are you going to take out those planes and throw grenades into the cabin?" Lieutenant Connings asked.

"This method can also be used, but the efficiency is too low, and it is not as efficient as the anti-aircraft artillery to hit the aircraft." Captain Shayl said.

"You have anti-aircraft guns?" Lieutenant Conings was taken aback.

"No, but the Russians do, have you ever seen an airfield that is not guarded by anti-aircraft guns?"

Lieutenant Conings was taken aback again.

"Are you going to rob the anti-aircraft guns of the Russian airfield?"

"Yes, are you interested?" Captain Schearle asked.

At this time, you can't be timid, otherwise you will be looked down upon by this friendly force from the Air Force.

Driven by the honor (face) and reputation (son) of the soldier (dead), Lieutenant Conings nodded and said, "Okay, I want to try." ”

"We're running out of time, let's go." Captain Shayl said.

As if sensing Lieutenant Conings's thoughts, Captain Shayl whispered mysteriously: "Don't worry, I will give a gag order for the specific process of meeting you today." ”

Lieutenant Conings clenched his fists again and whispered a word.

"Thank you."