PS: I'm sorry, I'm too tired today, my eyes are swollen, I look at the screen, I can only write this, and the second one can only be made up tomorrow.

It was once the hinterland of the Republic of Poland, and along the Bug River and its tributaries, the Poles established large farmsteads.

Gleb felt that the landscape was no different from the countryside of Belarus or Ukraine, with verdant forests dotted across rolling plains, dirt roads that wind as far as the eye could see, and ancient villages that seemed to have fallen out of the pages of a history book.

The area is literally as vast and sparsely populated, with only a few inhabitants in small villages and eleven or twelve houses in large towns, and the hierarchical differences between villages and towns are distinguished by whether or not churches have been built. A church is a small parish, and in the Polish countryside, where spiritual life is extremely poor, religion has an unrivalled influence.

Although it is called a plain area, the actual ground is covered with undulating mounds, most of which are about 10 meters apart, and from a distance it looks like a wave peak in the sea. The view is often obscured by sudden hillsides or woods, so it's easy to get lost when traveling here if you can't see the road signs clearly.

Because it had been snowing heavily for several days, the fields were covered in snow.

Gleb knew that much of the farmland along the roadside was in a state of abandonment, and that many villages had been abandoned altogether.

At that time, the Soviet Red Army was approaching the Bug River, and the local Polish rich peasants and landlords were unable to resist, so they hurriedly gathered up all the property and savings they could take with them, and fled in the direction of Warsaw.

The war has severely damaged the country's vitality, and it may take years for the region to return to its former appearance if there is no other opportunity.

The Soviets themselves did not lack arable land, they now lacked agricultural labor like Germany, and the newly annexed Baltic states had not yet had time to digest them, so they could not carry out large-scale migration to the Polish occupation zone for the time being, and only the families of military and government workers, as well as a small number of Belarusian and Ukrainian farmers, had migrated to the vicinity of Brest in advance.

Most of the Poles who remained in these villages at this time were the old, weak, sick and disabled who could not afford to flee, or ordinary peasants who did not want to leave their homeland. There were also some strong-witted kulaks and landlords who remained, and were taught how to behave by the NKVD comrades.

To say that the quality of this Steyr pickup truck is really good, they produce a similar four-wheel drive chassis on the military off-road vehicle.

The truck was captured by the Soviets from the Polish Army, because in the corner of the dashboard was riveted an aluminum nameplate with the Polish military insignia and equipment number.

In the early thirties, the Polish National Academy of Engineering (PZIn?) signed an agreement with the Italian company Fiat to begin the domestic production and assembly of Fiat series cars for the exclusive supply of the Polish army. Since then, the Polish military's motor vehicles have been basically replaced with this type of "domestic car".

Steyr had previously produced Opel's P4 sedan under license, so in three or seven years they tried to convert the P4 into a half-ton pickup, but only 50 were trial-produced, all of which were sold to Poland, Switzerland and Spain, and this truck was one of those 50 trucks, probably requisitioned from a private company after the outbreak of war.

However, the Germans in the car were not interested in investigating the origin of the truck, and Sweinbach recognized Steyr's brand name as good, and all they cared about for now was when they would be able to reach their destination and how to complete the mission as soon as possible and return to their bases in the West Bank.

The task of the Sweinbach detachment was not as life-threatening as it might have been, and it should be said that there was no additional risk other than the fact that it was deep into enemy territory. This time they didn't need to carry out special operations such as sabotage or assassination, they just needed to arrive at the meeting point on the map at a predetermined time, and then deliver the "goods" mentioned in the plan back to Germany.

The biggest risk is that they are accidentally exposed or identified by others during the mission, but they have already prepared contingency plans for these situations.

No one can see through it and no living person can see through it, although there is only one word difference between the two, but they are completely different in terms of level realm, and the special forces of these werewolf battalions are usually the best at the second mode.

At this time, the Germans were in the Soviet occupation zone, and it was of course necessary to say that such a heavy place as the national border should be heavily guarded, even if it was three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, it was not excessive, but in fact, the Bug River was winding for hundreds of miles, and it was impossible to send troops to garrison every inch of the national border. So with the exception of a few transportation hubs and important ferry crossings, most of the riverbanks are unguarded at all.

The Soviet border guards arranged regular patrols along fixed lines along the banks of the river, depending on the area under the jurisdiction of each post.

After all, people are not fuel-drinking machines, and it is impossible to maintain strong physical strength and energy 24 hours a day. For example, the border patrol team that the Germans saw before crossing the river was patrolling for half an hour at a time, and then rotated every four hours.

Because it was winter, the Polish peasants were reluctant to go out after the heavy snowfall, and as long as they had firewood and food at home, they did not need to run outside to find guilt. At this time, there are not as many special drugs as in the 21st century, and it is really fatal after suffering from cold and cold.

"Over there is the church of Gavriel, and the chief priest is Dimitri. Yefutanovich. Fr. Lazali, I went there once for a service. Gleb pointed to the dirt slope in front of him, and he could see a small church standing alone on the top of the slope, and to the surprise of the Germans, the wooden façade of the church was painted pink.

"Don't you think this color is weird? That's because this color of paint was the cheapest at the time, and the village was willing to pay for it. The priest didn't think that color had much to do with God's beliefs, and the driver shrugged his shoulders, causing the Germans around him to laugh.

"What an interesting priest, I'd love to meet him when I had the chance." Sweinbach laughed as he lit a cigarette.

From a few minutes ago, houses and people gradually appeared on both sides of the earthen road, and they also met two farmers who were out working, and possibly a nearby lumberjack, only to see a truckload of internal affairs soldiers, who hurriedly lowered their heads and stepped to the side of the road, not even daring to look at these soldiers.

Lady Luck did favor the Germans, and they didn't meet a single patrol or sentry along the way, so they didn't give them a chance to use the submachine guns they carried with them.

"After this dirt slope, you will be in the village of Goringmiche, where you are going." Seeing that his destination was in sight, Gref also relaxed, and he was really worried that he would encounter a mobile patrol of border guards on the road.

He had always been a little strange before, the border guards seemed to have become very diligent these days, but after meeting this group of Germans today, all his previous questions were answered.