"This is a premeditated ambush! They are a bunch of armed mutinous revolutionary guys! ”

A Soviet soldier shuddered behind the truck, clinging to his Mosin Nagant rifle, looked at the truck that had been reduced to scrap metal and charred corpses not far away, immediately closed his eyes, and howled as if it were the end of the world: "We are going to die!" We're going to die here! We're all going to die here! ”

And just around, there were many Soviet soldiers screaming miserably because of their injuries, and this pessimistic and desperate voice suddenly made the entire army begin to fall into a strange mood. In particular, most of the soldiers who were still intact were carefully hiding behind the truck, and only poked their heads out from time to time to shoot a shot, but they were only perfunctory, and the accurate head and the bullets fired had long been out of sight.

"Damn it! Shut up! Shut up! ”

The head of the secret police climbed out from behind the third truck, saw the Soviet soldier howling loudly as if he was having a nervous breakdown, and in a fit of rage, he pulled out the TT-32 semi-automatic pistol on his waist directly, and quickly walked over to his forehead, his face was full of hideous and angry, and he shouted loudly and angrily around: "Fight back for me!" Counterattack! ”

"You're not our platoon leader! Our platoon commander is dead! Damn it, who do you think you are?! ”

One of the squad leaders raised his head tremblingly, looked at the appearance of the head of the secret police, Joysky, and immediately stretched out his finger in horror and pointed at him, and said loudly: "We are the Soviet Red Army, and you are only a secret police, not a department at all, how can you order us?!" ”

The surrounding soldiers also saw this scene, but they were all frightened, and did not even react to the situation. Just curled up in the back of the truck, staring blankly at Joyski and his comrade-in-arms who seemed to be crazy, clutching his Mosin Nagant rifle and not knowing what to do next.

"Bang-"

As if the golden muzzle flame appeared in the pitch-black muzzle in an instant, and the brains and blood suddenly covered the side of the truck, Joysky, as a secret policeman, he had long been accustomed to seeing this kind of headshot by his own hands, without the slightest fear, just turned his head to look around, as if it was a threat, and shouted loudly: "Fire, counterattack!" I am a secret police appointed by Comrade Stalin, and I have the right to act as your instructor at such a critical juncture! ”

"You guys, you want to betray Comrade Stalin! Want to betray the Soviets! I want to betray my mother! To be a counter-revolutionary like over there?! ”

Joysky put his TT-32 semi-automatic pistol back into his pocket, but instead reached out and pulled the Mosin Nagant rifle in the hands of the Soviet soldier in front of him who had been shot in the head, skillfully pulled the bolt to load and check the ammunition, and then shouted loudly at the surrounding Soviet soldiers: "If you don't want to, then pick up a weapon for me and shoot me on the hill over there!" Shoot! ”

His face was already full of hideousness because he didn't want to die here. And just because the bomb just didn't kill him doesn't mean that he wants to be shot by those damned counter-revolutionaries next! Lying on the side of the truck, he aimed at the hill and pulled the trigger fiercely, while continuing to shout: "Heavy! Shoot me in the hills! There aren't many of them! ”

As if intimidated by his threat and hideousness, the still alive Soviet soldiers suddenly emboldened themselves and picked up Mosin Nagant rifles and began to fire back, although it was a sparse gunshot, but as they counterattacked, they found that there were really not many enemies on the hills.

"Bang bang-"

But before the ecstasy in their hearts settled down, they found that several more heads appeared on the hill in an instant, the same Mosin Nagant rifles, condescendingly shot directly at them, and for a while they suppressed their firepower again, so that they did not dare to continue to rise!

Although they had already mustered up the courage and even picked up the "Degegalev" DP turntable light machine gun to fire back, as long as the light machine gunner came up, it was as if he was being targeted, and he was shot in the head in an instant, and he could not exert the effect of light machine gun fire suppression at all!

"No, no, I can't die here!"

Although Joysky was still shooting, there was a little panic on his hideous face, although as a secret policeman, he had dealt with many peasant rebellions against the revolution, and even armed rebellions against the revolution he had eliminated many times. But he had never been hit by such a roadside bomb, which obviously made his heart fluctuate and he was a little afraid!

He was the secret police of the All-Russian Extraordinary Committee for the Suppression of Counter-Revolution and Sabotage, a member of the NKVD of the USSR, and a great political future awaited him! He didn't want to die here just like that, at the hands of that group of non-Russians that he had always despised and loathed!

"Joysky... Pull me out..."

Just as he gulped the air, a soft call appeared on the side, he turned his head, only to find that the previous platoon commander Velistov actually stretched out a hand, slowly lay down in the passenger seat of the truck, fell next to the wheel, stretched out his hand to him and reluctantly said: "Ahem... I seem to have been shot..."

Joyski frowned slightly, he saw the blood on Velistov's shoulder, but he didn't hesitate at all, instantly ran over to help him up, swallowed and spat at his ear and whispered: "Comrade Velistov, we are now ambushed!" ”

"Of course I do..."

Velistov leaned miserably on the truck tires, looking at the truck that was still burning not far away, there was already a strong smell of burning in his mouth and nose, he knew that it was the smell of burning corpses, and a kind of miserable smile appeared on his face, shaking his head and saying: "And I know, I'm finished..." ”

"Comrade Velistov, stop making trouble."

Joysky seemed to be a different person, without the previous look of awe and respect, but calmly reached out and pulled Velistov's hand down on his neckline, the smile on the corner of his mouth with a touch of mockery, just squatted down and said slowly: "This is your own idea, what does it have to do with me?" ”

Looking at Velistov's face in front of him, Joysky had a hint of a winner's mentality in his heart, slowly squatted down, and he whispered to the platoon commander who had his mouth open but couldn't speak: "Comrade Velistov, as a platoon commander, you have lost almost a third of your troops, maybe you should go to a military court?" ”

"You... What do you mean..."

But Velistov understood what he meant, and gasped deeply, not knowing what he should do. Of course, he knew that he would go to court-martial, but now, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he ignored the wound on his right shoulder, reached out to hold Joysky's hands, and asked in a loud voice: "What do you say?" What did you say? ”

"Comrade Velistov, my suggestion is that we immediately retreat, because we are now suffering from a large number of Ukrainian counter-revolutionaries who have formed armed partisans and are rebelling against Soviet rule!"

The smile on the corner of Joysky's mouth finally curled, he looked at Velistov with a longing look in front of him, and his keen sense of politics finally made him find a key point, and he said softly: "Go and report to the commander of the Odessa Military District, it seems that there are anti-Comrade Stalinist ideas spreading on the land of Ukraine, and Comrade Stalin's fighters have suffered a big loss!" ”

"You... You mean... Trotsky?! ”

Velistov swallowed hard, of course he also heard what Joysky meant, and of course he had heard some rumors in the party, which made him a little overjoyed, trembling hands clenched into fists, he looked at Joysky and nodded: "I understand!" I understand! ”

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