Odessa has not experienced a war for a long time, and even the Odessa Military District, one of the ** military districts of the Soviet Union, has not seen hostile militants with guns for more than ten years. As for the bankrupt peasants, who rebelled against the Soviet grain convoys with rudimentary farm tools, they were not at all real enemies in the eyes of the soldiers, because they were too weak.

But in front of the outpost on the edge of the Odessa Military District, there was a group of grizzled guys, with the decadence and horror of defeat on their faces, even the Mosin Nagant rifles on their backs were just dragged behind them very casually, not to mention the scattered formation.

They had already been spotted inside the outpost, and the ten sentries did not dare to be careless, holding the Mosin Nagant rifle in their hands, they instantly lay on the firing position made of sandbags, and looked at the group of guys cautiously. Even in the semi-permanent post made of cement and concrete, a "Degegarev" DP turntable light machine gun was ready, and the sentry squad leader in the post had already nervously picked up the phone and was ready to dial out at any time.

It was a standard outpost guard force, the size of twelve, with ten rifles and a light machine gun as firepower, and was also a basic Soviet squad combat unit. As a security post in this area, they also have a certain combat effectiveness, after all, this is close to the Romanian border, although there is no military conflict between the two countries, but due to the national system and land, the relationship between the two countries is really not good.

"Hey, people over there, looking at the way you guys, it seems that something bad has happened!"

Looking at the group of people who seemed to be the remnants of the defeated army, the deputy squad leader had the courage to lean out half of his body, but looking at the military uniform that was quite familiar despite being stained by dust, he couldn't help but wave his hand at the group of people, signaling them to look at him, and at the same time asked loudly: "Now please stop, this is the military administration area, if you are a comrade of the Soviets, please explain your number!" ”

But the group of people just stood still, did not continue to move forward, but did not say anything, and their faces were still full of panic. After waiting for a while, they clearly heard the sound of the bolt pulling, and they also reacted slowly, and invariably looked at the figure behind them who slowly walked out, with only a complicated look in their eyes.

"It's me!"

The figure slowly walked out, gently straightened his clothes, and a face that was also full of panic with unconcealable exhaustion was the platoon commander of Velistov. He slowly moved forward, the Mosin Nagant rifle in his hand was in his hand, he looked at the heavily defended post in front of him, sighed, and said, "I'm Velistov, I think we met before." ”

"What... What the? Comrade Velistov?! ”

The deputy squad leader was stunned for a moment, then looked at the familiar face and stood up directly, looked at Velistov carefully with some doubts, and then looked at those decadent soldiers, and suddenly said in surprise: "How is it possible!" Comrade Velistov, didn't you go looking for counter-revolutionaries? How... How did you get so embarrassed?! ”

Seeing Velistov appear at the door of the outpost, even the squad leader inside walked out of the outpost fortifications, looked at the group of people in front of him in a daze, and looked at the originally radiant, even almost arrogant figure in disbelief and exclaimed: "Comrade Velistov?!" Didn't you take your platoon with you to suppress the rebellious peasants? How so?! ”

"There was a little accident."

Velistov slowly lowered his head, he did not answer, or did not have the courage and face to answer, would he answer that he was ambushed, and instead of killing an enemy, he lost the lives of a dozen subordinates and fled back? But a figure behind him walked out, it was Joysky, he didn't have the slightest sadness and sadness on his face, just looked at the squad leader and smiled lightly, and said lightly: "I think, you don't seem to need to know a lot." ”

As Joyski spoke, he also walked forward, ignoring the gaze in Velistov's eyes behind him. Of course he knew what was in that gaze, but it wasn't what it used to be, the roles of the two of them had been reversed, and everything was completely different.

The infantry squad to which the post belonged put away its weapons under the orders of the squad leader and the deputy squad leader, and of course they knew Velistov in front of them, because just before they had seen the platoon commander driving three trucks with his men out to suppress the rebellious peasants, and at that time they had talked casually, and their faces were still clearly remembered.

"Comrade soldier, I need to use your phone."

Not at all polite, Joysky looked at the squad leader and said: "I need to contact the Odessa Military District and certain departments. As he spoke, he took out a document in his arms at the same time, and did not hand it to the squad leader, but directly opened it himself to reveal the bright red five-pointed star inside, as well as the long line of Russian below, and continued to speak: "This is not a request, but an order!" ”

He was subordinate to the secret police "Cheka", and it can be said that he had certain authority over all the armies in the Soviet Union, especially since he belonged to the relatively high-ranking secret police within the Odessa Military District, the leader of an infantry squad in a district, and he could not make his words respectful.

What's more, as he has an extremely keen sense of politics, Joysky has already mastered his own information in this game of life and death, he looked at the platoon commander Velistov behind him, who was no longer arrogant before, and the ridicule on the corner of his mouth became more and more high, if his guess was right, then his mistake could not only be made up, even if it was a battle with heavy casualties, he could continue to move forward!

"Please come in with me, Comrade Joysky."

The squad leader also swallowed and spat slightly, looking at the series of Russian words above, for an ordinary squad leader, he suddenly became a little flustered in his heart. He quickly saluted Joysky, then dodged out of the small door of the outpost, and at the same time stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, and hurriedly said: "The phone is inside, you can use it at any time." ”

"Good."

Joyski had a smile on his lips, and he enjoyed the feeling of being feared by him, which made him feel pretty good. But he didn't delay a moment, strode inside, came to the dark outpost, a telephone was placed on the table in the corner, he walked over to pick it up, quickly dialed into it, as the operator's voice came, he said slowly: "Hello, please transfer it to me..."

As the operator's voice came from the phone, the smile on Joysky's lips curled up more and more, and he called out the name of a unit, and the operator confirmed it and transferred it to him. After waiting for three or five seconds, a flat male voice suddenly came from inside: "Hey, hello." ”

"Hey, I'm Joysky, very important intel."

Although the male voice did not specify his place of work, Joysky was already familiar with the road, his face had changed to solemnity and solemnity, and at the same time, with a slight sadness and indignation in his tone, he opened his mouth and said urgently: "We have found counter-revolutionaries against Comrade Stalin, and they already have their own weapons, most likely through the troops!" ”

"Stay put, we'll be over in no time!" As soon as he finished speaking, the slightly hurried words of the male voice came from the phone on the other side. Before Joysky could react, the phone over there was instantly detained, and it seemed to be quite nervous and in a hurry.

"Very well, I guessed right..."

Joysky noticed the attitude on the other side of the phone, and his face had regained that faint mocking smile, but when he turned his head, there was a certain sadness and anger on his face, he looked at the squad leader who was waiting behind him, nodded and said, "Let that group of soldiers rest, someone will come over later." ”

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