Iron Germany

"Damn it, this German convoy actually has machine guns?" Vasily's face was so dark that it seemed to be the bottom of the pot.

Seeing the guerrillas stumbling towards the road, and then being shot by the Germans, his heart felt as if bleeding. These are their brave guerrillas! It is a pity that he was killed by the Germans like this.

"Uncle Vasily, what should we do? The Germans' firepower is too strong." Ivan could not conceal the panic on his face.

He was originally just an ordinary farmer, when had he experienced such a fierce battle. He was also frightened when he saw his comrades fall one by one.

"Ivan, take some people and go around to the other side of the road to attack the Germans." Vasily ordered.

"What? Uncle Vasily, you let me go?" Ivan was frightened. No matter how you look at it, this is a narrow escape!

"Why don't you let someone else go?" Ivan was obviously frightened.

"Coward! You bastard, do you want to disobey the order? If you succeed, I can send a bag of wheat to Elena's house!" Vasily said.

Ivan hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I'll take someone there right away. Uncle Vasily, remember what you said!"

Elena is Ivan's girlfriend in the village, and his parents have died in the war. Therefore, Elena and her family have become his only relatives.

Because of the war, every household in the village is short of food. If an extra sack of wheat can be obtained for Elena's family, maybe they can survive this cold winter. For this reason, Ivan is willing to risk his life.

The battle has entered a stalemate. Although the number of guerrillas is large, their combat effectiveness is too bad. In addition, the German army also had machine guns, which made the guerrillas suppressed on the icy snow. German soldiers, hiding behind trucks, are clearing these guerrillas with precise marksmanship. Although they are small in number, if they are lucky, they may really be able to clean up these guerrillas.

Of course, if you're lucky, you might be able to hold on until reinforcements arrive. In that case, they are saved.

On the other side, Ivan was leading some guerrillas, stumbling and running on the snow. In order not to let the German army find out, they had to make a big circle on the snow. This is a huge test for the physical strength of the guerrillas. Many people are already tired and out of breath.

"Hurry up, hurry up! The Germans are shooting our teammates." Ivan urged.

The longer it drags on, the worse it will be for the guerrillas. Once the German reinforcements arrive, the consequences will be even more serious. At that time, not only will they not be able to grab the supplies from the Germans, but they may even take them all in.

After more than ten minutes, the guerrillas led by Ivan detoured to the other side of the road.

Ivan lay on the ground, aiming the rifle in his hand at the German machine gunner who was firing.

"boom!"

The gunshot rang out, the machine gunner was shot in the back of his heart, and the whole person fell to the ground without a sound.

The guerrillas led by Ivan also fired.

The rear was attacked by the enemy, which made the German army somewhat chaotic.

"Good job! Ivan and the others succeeded! Charge!" Vasily shouted happily.

The originally suppressed guerrillas jumped out of the snow and rushed towards the road.

Under the attack from both sides of the guerrillas, although these German soldiers were very brave, they were still outnumbered.

"Surrender, I surrender!" Seeing that all his comrades around him were dead, a young German soldier quickly threw away his rifle and raised his hand to surrender.

Ivan walked up to the surrendered German soldier and looked at him with contempt.

"Bah! Damn Germans! You killed so many of us and want to surrender. It's too cheap for you, isn't it?" Ivan stabbed the German soldier fiercely with the bayonet-tipped rifle in his hand.

The bayonet pierced the German soldier's chest, and the screams sounded immediately.

When Ivan pulled out the bayonet, blood spurted out, spraying all over his face. However, Ivan didn't care.

Other guerrillas climbed into those trucks and moved out the supplies transported inside.

Bags of flour, and tins, and some winter clothes.

"Haha, a lot of food, enough for us to eat for several months."

"God! There are still cans of beef. These Germans are living a good life, aren't they?"

"Whoever has a cotton coat, give me one quickly. This damn weather is really too cold."

The guerrillas cleaned the battlefield with smiles on their faces. The supplies found in these trucks will be life-saving winter supplies for them.

"Okay, everyone, hurry up and move these materials away. Otherwise, it will be too late!" Vasili also showed a smile on his face.

Although, in this battle, the loss was a bit big. But somehow they won. After these materials are brought back, it is enough for the guerrillas to survive this winter. They can even use the captured weapons to recruit more people to further strengthen their strength.

Several sleds were pulled out of the forest, and the guerrillas moved the supplies from the trucks to the sleds and transported them to the stronghold deep in the forest.

Soon, all supplies were taken away. The guerrillas also quickly withdrew from the area.

The heavy snow covered all the traces they left very well, which made them not worry about being chased by the Germans to find them.

It was not until more than an hour later that the German reinforcements arrived here.

Two tracked armored combat vehicles and five half-tracked armored personnel carriers arrived at the site of the attack.

The German officers and soldiers in thick winter clothing got off the armored vehicles. A captain officer in the lead looked at the destroyed truck and the soldiers who had been killed with a livid face.

The guerrillas not only killed these soldiers, but even stripped them of their clothes, not even their underwear. It can be seen how clean these guerrillas have cleaned the battlefield.

"Sir, all the supplies have been removed by the Russians. Judging from the analysis of the situation, they have retreated into the forest. However, the heavy snow has covered up all their traces, and there is no way to continue the pursuit." A The second lieutenant officer reported.

The captain officer nodded. He was very angry at the frozen and blue corpses of German soldiers. He wished he could kill all those Russian guerrillas.