"Stop!" Not far from the burning tank, Viktor ordered his convoy to stop, and with his order, the tracked artillery tractor stopped first, and on the trailer behind, a Soviet soldier jumped down.

"Damn it!" Here, Royce couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Originally, they planned to take advantage of the other party's approach to open fire again, and they could kill the soldiers on the trailer behind them with one shot, but they actually stopped and got out of the car before they reached the preset ambush site.

Royce's gunners didn't have time to change the target, and just like that, watched as the other side jumped down.

"Wait." Royce whispered.

"Boom!" At this moment, a huge explosion was heard at the rear of the convoy.

The recoilless gun of the other car has already fired! Due to the distance, they did not see the situation on this side, and when they saw the convoy of the Soviets stopping, they opened fire unceremoniously.

"Fire!" Here, Royce could only give orders.

When there was an explosion from behind, Captain Vic was immediately shocked, and he guessed correctly, these guerrillas didn't leave!

"Prepare for battle!" He shouted loudly, looked at his men, picked up their guns, and ran back.

"Boom!" The second explosion sounded in front of him, and he looked over, and his tractor was already billowing smoke! Several nearby soldiers, hit by splinters, fell to the ground screaming and rolling around.

"At three o'clock, there were five or six Finns! Kill them! Victor shouted loudly, holding his PPD38 submachine gun, shooting at the people over there!

This submachine gun is an improved version of the PPD34 submachine gun, the design concept is mainly derived from the German MP18II submachine gun, the construction and performance are also quite similar, and the design also adopts some design concepts of the Finnish Suomi submachine gun, such as the use of drums.

Due to the fact that the design and manufacture of the 1934 submachine gun was too fine, this did not meet the requirements of the Soviet Red Army at that time for mass production of weapons, as well as for widespread use. As a result, an improved type appeared, with rough workmanship and convenient mass production.

After all, it is a burst weapon, the amount of equipment is not large, and there is nothing commendable about it in general. Now, only Captain Vik has such a weapon, and the rest, most of them, are M1891 rifles.

At the moment when he just fired, the person opposite also opened fire! What surprised him was that all the people on the other side used were burst weapons!

"Da Da Da!" The other side's bullets were densely strafing this side, and in an instant, several Soviet soldiers fell screaming, and the rest of the people hurried to find a place to hide, and no one dared to rush forward at all.

Victor also lowered his head, and the thick cotton hat flew from his head, and he felt the heat on his head.

If he had been a little taller, there would have been a big hole in his head, which did not frighten him, as a warrior who had participated in the civil war and chased the white bandits, he was quite brave, half-bent over, and the submachine gun in his hand opened fire.

It didn't work.

The visual distance has exceeded 200 meters, and at this distance, it is already outside the effective range of Tokarev's 7.62mm P-type missile, even if it flies over, it is not too lethal, he can only look at these Finns and start to retreat towards the back.

"Chase, chase me, catch up with them, avenge our sacrificed comrades!"

At this time, he had forgotten the orders of his superiors, don't touch that damn forest, where there are not enough people!

Pursue! Having received his order, the Soviet soldiers jumped out fearlessly and chased forward, they must catch up with each other, they must kill these partisans!

The snow on the road was very solid, but when they left the road, they found themselves stepping into the snow half a meter deep, and with each step, they had to pull their legs out of it, which was quite strenuous.

And those people in the distance don't seem to be walking fast, and now, they are more persevering than anyone!

Catch up!

Victor was almost at the front of the line with his submachine gun, and he could always see the Finns in the distance, but he couldn't catch up.

They came with anti-tank guns, they moved slowly and definitely couldn't go far! This is Victor's judgment, the other party can't throw it away with a single shot, and he will definitely take it.

In the past, the convoy did not have more guards, and even if it was attacked, it had to endure, but now it is different, this platoon of our own side is just to protect the convoy, and now, catch up, keep chasing, and the guerrillas are scared, and they dare not come!

Front.

"Don't go too fast!" Royce said: "We have to wait for the Soviets in the back, if we are too fast, it is easy to throw them away!" ”

If they wanted to break away, they would have done so a long time ago, but not now, they wanted more results, they wanted to lure the Soviets into their own ambush circle.

Alto in front of him suddenly slowed down, he turned his head, and said to Royce: "Don't be too slow, when we find that the Soviets are far away, we can rest, wait for them, come and shoot a few shots, and then leave." ”

Aalto is also a veteran of guerrilla warfare, which is simply playing with the Soviets in the back.

"Okay, then do it."

"Platoon commander, they seem to be far away!" Beside Victor, a soldier shouted, he was already a little tired.

"Work hard, we're tired, they're even more tired, and they're still carrying cannons!"

If it was daytime, Victor could see that the other party was using a sled, and maybe he would stop chasing, but it was night, and although there was snow, he could only see the figure clearly, and he couldn't see the specific situation.

Moreover, having entered the woods, it is even more difficult to see. What's more, Victor was also more careless and didn't look at the snow nests on the ground, those snow nests were relatively shallow, but they were actually deliberately faked by the people in front of them, just to attract them to catch up.

"Platoon commander, I don't seem to be able to see them anymore." A soldier shouted, and he stood up and looked forward vigorously, as if there was nothing left.

"Bang!" Then they heard a terrible gunshot, and with the gunshot, a bullet hole appeared in the soldier's chest, and blood gushed outward, melting the snow around him.

He fell backwards weakly, he felt a special cold, the temperature of his body was dropping dramatically, and soon, he would be a hard corpse.

Several figures appeared in front of them, and they left the trunk where they were hiding and continued to flee forward.