In Victor's eyes, the other party turned around and shot in order to delay his own actions, and wanted to make his own side stop chasing, if he didn't chase him, then he would be in a bad position!

Catch up, kill all these guerrillas, and if they escape to a certain village, then kill all the people in that village!

There was anger in his eyes.

Chase, keep chasing!

When they chased for an hour, they were all exhausted, and Victor suddenly found that after chasing all the way, the other party turned around and shot several times, not to stop the pursuit, but to attract himself!

At the same time, he finally noticed a terrible fact, the snow nest on the ground, disappeared!

Will the other party fly in the snow? Of course it can't be, it can only mean that the other party is using a sled!

This is an open field in the woods, and in the forest in front of it, I am afraid that there are more hidden risks, if you set up an ambush there, you can easily be killed in this open field!

It's not good, it's a trick!

"Quick, go back!" Victor said.

Although it was nighttime, although it was unfamiliar in the woods, Victor was not worried about getting lost, because the series of footprints behind him would guide them to the way back, and it would be no problem to follow their own footprints.

Thinking of this, he patted his head again, damn, his task is to protect the convoy, and now, he is attracted to it, and the convoy, I don't know what happened?

"Go back, go back!" He shouted loudly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a terrible sight.

In the woods in front, sure enough, tongues of fire emerged.

Burst weapons, they actually use burst weapons! It's horrible!

Before he could shout, the soldiers beside him screamed, and they were hit one by one and fell in a pool of blood, and the snow was stained red with blood, and soon, patches of blood turned into a large pool of red blood.

Victor lay on the ground, he didn't dare to show his head.

"Ahh The screams of a soldier were heard again, and he keenly saw a flickering tongue of fire in front of him, it was a rifle firing, and in addition to the repeating weapons on the opposite side, there were snipers!

Victor didn't dare to move, as long as he moved, he would be killed by the other party.

The screams around him became less and less, and Victor's heart was already beginning to be afraid, he turned his head and looked at his side, there was no longer a single soldier alive, they were all dead.

"Clearance, bring more grenades, let's go take out that convoy." At that moment, the wind blew, and he clearly heard the words of the other party, not in Finnish, but in German!

No wonder the Finnish resistance was so strong, the Germans were no longer satisfied with the support of the volunteers, weapons support, and actually sent their troops directly!

Victor picked up a life, but this is a shame for the rest of his life, his men are dead, and he is the only one who goes back alive, but he must live, and he must tell his superiors about this discovery.

It's a pity that he went back too late.

Royce in the woods was anxious to re-carry more grenades and kill the convoy, so he didn't go to inspect the battlefield, in this kind of weather, there is no need to collect the corpses, those corpses will freeze hard, and they can't collect the corpses, because the ground has long been frozen, and there is no way to dig a pit.

He took the fighters who had just learned to ski, and with everyone, and struck again.

On the battlefield in Finland, there were too many small detachments like Victor to count, and although they were broken into pieces and carried out guerrilla warfare activities, they destroyed quite a lot of enemies.

They operated on the enemy's transport lines, so that the Soviet soldiers, who had already penetrated deep into Finnish territory in front, were miserable, because their logistical supplies were often interrupted, especially the 163rd Division, which was running at the front, was isolated in Suomusalmi.

The commander of the front, Chuikov, was quite anxious, and a telegram for help was sent to Moscow.

At this time, Moscow was also icy and snowy, and the Kremlin's tall conference room, although the fireplace was lit, was still very deserted, and the Soviet high-ranking people in military coats were discussing the military situation at the front.

"Chuikov, this idiot, has only advanced more than twenty kilometers after such a long time!" Khrushchev did not hide his anger in the slightest: "Compared with the German troops, our army is as slow as a snail. ”

Originally, after overcoming the Finnish defense line in one fell swoop, they thought that the advance to Finnish territory would be extremely smooth and the battle would end in a month, but as a result, the facts taught them another lesson, blitzkrieg, not everyone can play it.

"The environment in Finland is not the same as in Western Europe." Budyonny spoke, as a veteran, he still has a vision: "It's freezing there, the effectiveness of tanks and other equipment can't be developed, especially the need for a lot of fuel, which drags down our logistics." ”

Those present nodded, indeed!

However, as soon as the conversation changed, he finally got to the point: "So, I have always suggested that we should not concentrate the use of tanks, we still have to develop cavalry, and cavalry is the most suitable type of troops!" If we had thrown all the cavalry into this war, we would have fought it a long time ago! ”

As an old seniority, Budyonny admired the most, and always the proudest Cossack cavalry!

Hearing Budyonny's words, Voroshinov on the side couldn't help but speak: "Is it? Then it was time for the cavalry to attack the Mannerheim Line? ”

This sentence is full of irony, if it were not for the application of a large number of tanks, then the Finnish defense line would not have been broken through now, let alone an offensive in depth.

Let the cavalry go to the defensive line? I'm afraid I'll have to fall in the way of the charge.

"Okay, we're going to talk about how to deal with this situation." Stalin spoke, stopping the pointless arguments of his men: "We have to continue to send reinforcements. ”

Originally, I thought that the Leningrad Front would be enough, but who knows, until now, it is not enough at all, reinforcements have already been transferred once, and they have to be transferred a second time!

"I propose that the 44th Infantry Division be transferred up, and they will definitely be able to successfully complete their mission." Voroshinov said.

This unit is Marshal Voroshilov's own "housekeeping unit", from the marshal's hometown of Ukraine, won the title of "Kiev Honorary Division" in the Russian Civil War, and won the Order of the Red Banner in the All-Union Military and Political Competition in the early 30s, both equipment and training are first-class.