The infiltration operation of Task Force 141 began two weeks ago.

The infiltration troops landed in the airplanes within the range of the Turks' power and advanced towards the rear of the Russian army with Turkish guides. Their task is to attack the communications facilities of the Russian army after the offensive begins, cut the telephone lines laid by the Russian army, snipe the communications troops, etc., etc. Lin Youde, who formulated the operational plan, attached extraordinary importance to the army's battlefield communications, and correspondingly, he also attached great importance to striking at and sabotaging the enemy's communications, and the entire operational plan of the task force was based on Lin Youde's personal wishes.

Although he was now lying unconscious in his hospital bed, the ghosts he had sent were still faithfully carrying out their mission.

So at noon on the day of the attack, the divisional headquarters of the Russian army suddenly found that their telephone lines were not connected - there was no problem with the telephone from their headquarters to the subordinate units stationed nearby, but the telephone communication with other divisions and higher command headquarters was all cut off, and some divisions were also cut off from the regimental headquarters stationed far away.

The Russian army lacks radio equipment, and the reliability of the only radios is very poor, and if the telephone is not connected, they can only rely on telegraphs to communicate with each other.

Of course, the level of communication between the conventional armies of various countries in this era is relatively poor, and only Lin Youde, who has returned from the future, will be so frustrated to equip the infantry platoon with walkie-talkies.

The Russians immediately sent in maintenance personnel, but all of them lost news, and none of them returned by the evening, and of course the telephone lines had no intention of recovering at all.

Correspondingly, the Russian commanders received reports from some of the patrols that they had found traces of the battle, but the bodies were hidden, and there was no trace of the attackers.

In the evening, the headquarters of the Third Army of the Russian army, which is responsible for rear defense, sent an armed inspection team to search and advance along the main telephone line of the military headquarters on horseback to check the situation.

An entire cavalry company was transferred to carry out this task, and the army's communications unit also transferred nearly 30 sturdy communications men.

The Russian army, a large force of almost 300 men, set out from the headquarters of the Third Army set up in Saraj, quickly disappeared into the sunset on the peninsula.

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Scholes put down his walkie-talkie and said to several squad leaders beside him: "The Russian army has sent a patrol force, maybe three hundred people, and they are all on horseback. ”

"It's easy to defeat such a force," the captain of the Jackal squad immediately stated, "but it will be difficult to wipe them all out without them getting the word out." ”

Several of the other squad leaders nodded.

"Yes," Scholes agreed with his subordinates, the squad leader of 141 is a veteran of the battle formation, and they will not exaggerate their combat effectiveness or overestimate the enemy, "so we can only start from another aspect." How many flash grenades do you have? ”

"Hardly ever used." Said the captain of the Hound Fox Squad. The other squad leaders also nodded together, it seems that today's battle is not difficult, the members of 141 feel that there is no need to consume shock bombs, this is a new thing specially ordered by Mr. Lin to develop, the effect is great, but the amount is small.

"Very well, we hid in the shadows, blew them up, and then retreated unnoticed." Scholes looked pleasant, "so that when they go back to report the news, they will definitely make a nonsense and completely confuse the Russian commander." ”

"We also stole some mines from the enemy." The Jackal Squad Captain said, "I bet the Russians will love them." ”

"Then bury it, we can also come with some trippings and surprise the Russians. Now face the table, and complete the ambush preparation in thirty minutes. ”

"Is it just here for an ambush?"

"The Russians will patrol along the telephone line, this one on the side of the road, they will definitely come, let's go."

So the crowd disappeared into the approaching night.

The Russians arrived later than Scholes had expected, presumably because they could not ride fast horses at night in unfamiliar areas. As the Jackal Squad, at the very front of the ambush area, reported the discovery of the cavalry column on a walkie-talkie, Scholes looked down at his intricately crafted Swiss watch by starlight. At 10:15 p.m., it was a good time to attack—but in Scholes's concept, every moment was a good time to attack, the difference was only in the method of attacking.

The cavalry entered the ambush zone unconsciously, and then the cavalry at the front of the queue tripped over the tripwire of the mine.

At the same time as the explosion sounded, Scholes jumped up from his hiding spot and threw the stun grenade at the horse team in front of him.

Loud noises and bright lights came and went, and Scholesdu's ears, which were quite far away, were shaken to a certain buzz. Many of the horses were instantly frightened, raised their front hooves and straightened up, throwing the unprepared rider off their horses. Frightened horses scurried around in the caravan, causing great chaos.

Scholes shouted in Turkish, firing wildly at the horses with a submachine gun with a muffler.

It was the darkness of the night, and Scholes couldn't see how many enemies there were, and he shot at every wriggling tall shadow, raining bullets at random.

After firing one magazine, he switched to another and retreated as he fired, and his teammates followed suit.

The battle lasted less than thirty seconds, and the various squads of the task force that had completed the attack retreated quickly.

At the same time, the Russians had been beaten to the ground, and they had no idea how many casualties had been inflicted on the road, and many of them, seeing that as soon as they had just regained their strength, they saw the frightened horses breaking away from the line and galloping in the direction from which they came, so they followed without saying a word. The three-hundred-man horse team was thus dispersed, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

After confirming the retreat of the Russians, Task Force 141 returned to the scene and began to process the Russian soldiers who were still alive on the battlefield one by one, while searching the bodies of the officers for valuable documents or orders.

Fifteen minutes later, the entire battlefield was cleaned up, the task force quickly withdrew, and when the nearby Russian troops arrived half an hour later, only dead people were left on the entire battlefield, and occasionally a few horses that were not yet dead let out a wail, adding a bit of strangeness and solemnity to the entire battlefield.

The Russian troops who fled back to the headquarters did not know what had attacked them, and insisted that they had been bombarded by artillery.

But the problem is that neither the surrounding Russian supply units nor civilians heard the sound of artillery.

Then the commander of the Third Army ruthlessly ordered a regiment of the Fifth Amur Division of the Third Army, which was guarded by Saraj, to drive to the place where the patrol team had been attacked, and join the 1st Don River Infantry Regiment, which had already arrived there.

The whole thing went into trouble until the early morning of the next day, when the command of the Third Army received a report that there were no traces of shell explosions at the scene.

The commander of the Third Army was furious, and the commander of the cavalry company, Petro, who had fled in disarray, was shot.

**

Similar to the situation faced by the command of the Third Army, the command of the Russian First Front was also trying to figure out what was going on throughout the day.

Judging by the telegrams, they knew that there was a battle near Silivri, but then they could no longer contact the radio of that division, and they did not know at all whether the division had been annihilated or simply a radio malfunction (in fact, the headquarters of that division had been terminated after a round of dive bombing).

At the same time, they also lost contact with the 25th Infantry Division, which was deployed in Jorlu, and the infantry division disappeared more completely, without a word at all, and the Front Command did not realize that the division might be in trouble until half an hour after the scheduled time of contact for each day had passed.

It was clear that the international columns, which had been massing their forces, had launched an offensive, but the Russian generals had no idea in which direction the enemy was attacking.

In their previous judgment, the intention of the international column was to outflank the Russian troops besieging Istanbul, then the Germans should be advancing towards Qatarga. But no one dared to pack tickets, and the direction of the defense of the 25th Division did not encounter problems.

The Russians had a reserve of warriors who could immediately go into battle to stop any attack, but where to use this force was a big question.

In desperation, the commander of the Russian Front, Boris? Shaposhnikov ordered the troops to remain motionless for the time being, and to dispatch the air force and ground reconnaissance units early tomorrow morning to find out the situation.

This order deprived the Russian army of the most precious twenty-four hours in the face of an offensive.

**

At the same time, in the command vehicle of the armored group of the international column, a young officer was yelling at his subordinates: "Don't stop moving!" In order to evade the Russian warriors, we must advance faster than their command anticipated! Fighting the formed Warrior Princesses will cost us a lot of money! It is very likely that we will not be able to achieve the goals that your Excellency has given us because of this! So drive forward for me, even if you turn on the headlights, it doesn't matter, move forward! ”

"But that would have allowed us to be discovered." The officer's deputy was worried, "and our troops have been marching all day, and they need time to rest......"

"Before the Buddha dawned, they would have had time to rest, now they just need to move forward."

The adjutant was from the Wehrmacht, and he was obviously a little dissatisfied with this commander, whose ancestors had only received the rank of infantry lieutenant, but the combat engineer unit and these field tractors were Lin Youde's heart, and he was naturally a Wehrmacht officer who did not dare to make more mistakes, so he could only salute the temporary commander and say: "Yes, Mr. Heinz, turn on the lights and continue to advance." ”

"Good." The young officer, known as Heinz, nodded, but he stopped the adjutant who was about to leave the herald, "Let the staff officers study what time in the morning it is better to let the troops rest, and note that at that time the troops should be in a position that is not easily detected and attacked by the enemy." ”

The Russian army has only one army with only a shelf in the rear, and some of the four divisions below have only one regiment, so the troops are quite scattered, and the armored corps is now embedded in the largest of these gaps, so it is inevitable that they will be worried.

The adjutant saluted Heinz again: "I'll inform them, sir. ”