"Hans, except for being too soft on women, at other times, you are simply a genius." In the tent, listening to the clattering sound of cars in the distance, Battalion Commander Mark couldn't help but sigh.

When Hans dared to take someone to the tank factory to grab the tank, he made Battalion Commander Mark admire him in his heart, although he scolded him on the surface, he still liked this young man who was not afraid of tigers in his heart.

And today, teasing the Soviets is even more pleasing.

"Now, can we wrap it up?" Coote said.

"Of course, now they are in the open field, we can outflank them in all directions, enough to completely destroy them, but these Soviets will definitely be trapped and fighting, and we can't take care of those prisoners, it seems that we have to kill those prisoners and these fake ones." Speaking of which, Hans is a bit of a pity.

People are always the most valuable resource in the world, which is what Ciric often says, so the German army never kills prisoners, nor abuses them, but throws them directly into the mines, and the labor that Germany needs is too perfect to rely on prisoners of war to solve.

Now, Hans said this, I am afraid that he is still taking pity on these women, who could have lived, but now, they all have to die.

"Hans, it seems you have something else in mind." Battalion Commander Mark said.

The others were still snoring, all pretending, of course, and they were all looking at Hans.

"These Soviets can't run away, and if they're stupid enough, they're afraid they'll steal our other transports, or even come and borrow them from us." Hans continued.

In fact, when their car broke down, they should know that it was definitely not an accident, but if they wanted to complete the task of rescuing these women, then they would definitely think of other ways.

They can't leave without a car.

Battalion Commander Mark nodded, it was true, they had to continue the adventure.

"But we don't have any other trucks here, so we're all going back to haul fuel and ammunition, and there's only one 82-barrel truck, which we'll lend them if they need it." Hans said: "Tie the female captives with ropes and drag them behind the 82-barrel cart, and let them follow. ”

A game of cat and mouse sounds like a lot of fun.

The snoring continued.

Major of the Main Directorate of State Security, whose real identity is Yezhov of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, was ordered to support Odessa, and his lover was Yelena, when he heard that Yelena was captured, he immediately took action, pretending to be a German secret policeman, and he almost succeeded.

Ethnically, the Slavic peoples were the names used by the ancient Germanic peoples themselves after they began their mass migrations with the Scythians.

Many non-Slavs in Eastern Europe are also Slavized and are the largest ethnic group in Europe. The western part of Poland, the eastern part of the Czech Republic and Slovakia were occupied by the West Slavs. Belarus, Ukraine, and Russia in eastern Poland are Eastern Slavs, and southern Poland is mainly in the Balkans and South Slavs. The Slavs and their left neighbors, Poland to the south and west of the Baltic Sea, were the birthplaces of the Germanic peoples.

Although some Ukrainians are still somewhat similar in appearance to Germanic people from ancient times to the present, Yezhov is the kind of person who looks very similar, especially because he is fluent in German. Pretending to be a German, he has a strong psychological quality, but he has not exposed any flaws at all.

His clothes, which were copied by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, were made to facilitate the performance of tasks, but the industrial base of the USSR decided that they did not have stainless steel buttons, and could only replace them with iron buttons, and as a result, this little difference was discovered.

It turned out to be a mess, and his car couldn't move.

I can only grab one!

He knew that once he really grabbed it, the movement would be big, and if it wasn't good, none of his people would be able to get out, but now that he had no other chance, he had to be fast!

It's just that, when I look at it, my heart sinks, the rat tanks are big enough, but they can't be used, even if they are grabbed, they can't be driven away without training, it is said that they are all-electric propulsion, and the operation mode is completely different.

In addition to these rat tanks, there was only one 82-barrel car left, right next to the tent of the Germans, and it was impossible to get this car without alarming the Germans.

Gritting his teeth, he made up his mind and said, "You guys are waiting here!" ”

Taking a step, Yezhov walked towards that side, the ground was a little soft, a foot deep, a foot shallow, and finally, he came to him.

"Battalion Commander Mark, are you in there?" Yezhov asked.

The arrangement of the Germans is typical of tight on the outside and loose on the inside, with Romanians standing guard outside to prevent attacks on this side, because the surrounding area is very empty, there are no suitable sniper points within a thousand meters, so this side is very safe.

Inside, the Germans were very casual, and outside the camp where they slept, there was not even a sentry.

"Battalion Commander Mark?" Yezhov continued to raise his voice. His eyes were on the 82-barrel truck, and now he really wanted to drive straight over, and he tried to suppress the urge.

Cars in this era have begun to ignite the key, and in the war, for convenience, all the car keys are not pulled out, they can be started at any time, even if there is no key, tear off a few wires on it, and it can also be ignited.

The people inside slept really comfortably.

Finally, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and the sleepy-eyed Battalion Commander Mark poked his head out: "What's the matter?" ”

"Well, our car is broken, can I borrow this car of yours?" Yezhov said that his hand had unconsciously grasped the pistol on the armed belt in front of him, and if he could take Battalion Commander Mark as a hostage and force him with a gun, he might be able to retreat with his whole body.

"No problem." Apparently unaware of the danger, Battalion Commander Mark said, "You guys can use it. It's just that this car can't fit those prisoners! ”

After speaking, Battalion Commander Mark seemed to be awake: "You wait." ”

Battalion Commander Mark threw a bundle of rope from the tent and said to him, "Take this rope, tie the captives together, and take them with the cart, and that's it." Hmm, would you like to help? ”

Before Yezhov said that he didn't need to help, the battalion commander Mark had already begun to greet in Romanian: "Hey, you guys, go over and help, tie the hands of those female captives and tie them into a string!" ”

Yezhov secretly screamed badly. The Romanians have a reverence for the Germans, he is now pretending to be a German, so he can easily pass through the area controlled by the Romanian army, and no one dares to check him, and now, as soon as the battalion commander Mark said this, several Romanian soldiers standing guard in the distance immediately ran over.