Red Moscow

Thanks to armored vehicles, Sokov and the others soon came to a village.

The car stopped at the entrance of the village. Christopher opened the door and asked Sokov for instructions: "Comrade Brigadier, how should we conduct a search?"

"Use the most stupid method, search from house to house!" Sokov looked at the wooden house with a yard outside the car, and ordered decisively: "Start searching from that house."

Except for the driver, Wamko, who stayed inside and outside the car, the rest got out of the car, pushed open the concealed courtyard door and walked in. Before and after the door, Sokov winked at Christopher, motioning him to knock on the door. Christopher nodded in understanding, then knocked on the door vigorously with his fist, and at the same time shouted loudly in German: "Open the door, open the door!"

Soon, there was a light in the window, and then a voice with a hint of panic asked, "Who is it?"

When Christopher heard the voice from inside, he couldn't help hesitating for a moment, and stopped his hands unconsciously. Seeing this, Sokov quickly reminded him in a low voice: "Comrade lieutenant, don't forget, you are a German now, and you can't understand Russian at all. Keep knocking on the door."

The door opened, and a middle-aged woman in a nightgown appeared at the door. She was holding a candlestick with two white candles stuck in it. With the help of the light from the candles, she saw four Germans standing at the door. He asked in a panic, "You... what are you going to do?"

"A Russian soldier hid in the village. We... want to search!" Sokov waited for the woman to finish speaking, and said in poor Russian on purpose: "Your, get out of the way!"

"There are no Russian soldiers in my house," the woman replied somewhat flusteredly, "I live alone."

Sokov ignored him, and shook his head at the three standing aside, signaling them to go in and search. Christopher pushed away the middle-aged woman blocking the door, broke into the house first, and searched around. And Samoilov, who followed closely behind, searched around the house from the moment he entered the door to see if there were any clues to be found.

Christopher searched back and forth in the house, returned to the door, and shook his head at Sokov, saying that he found nothing. For such a result, Sokov already knew in his heart that if the female scout was really hiding here, she might have escaped through the window from behind, and would she still be standing here foolishly waiting for you to catch her?

His gaze turned to Samoilov, wanting to see if he had any clues. When Sokov saw Samoilov shaking his head at him, he realized that the family had no connection with the female scout at all, and immediately turned his head and left.

When they were walking towards another house, Christopher caught up with Sokov and asked in a low voice: "Comrade Brigadier, I don't think this kind of search will be effective. Even if our female scouts are hiding in it." A certain family, after hearing the noise we made, will definitely flee outside and hide."

"Lieutenant Christopher," Sokov replied, "Don't forget, Second Lieutenant Samoilov was originally from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Finding someone can be regarded as a professional skill for them. If the female detective The policeman really lived in that house, as long as he goes in and walks around, he can find useful clues."

Hearing what Sokov said, Christopher couldn't help turning his head to look at Samoilov behind him, and asked curiously, "Comrade Brigadier, how did he do this?"

"I don't know." Sokov replied bluntly, "I never asked him."

Then, the four of Sokov and the others used this method of scaring the snake away, and searched four or five families in a row, but they still found nothing. Christopher said with some disappointment: "Comrade Brigadier, it seems that the female scout has never been to this village."

"Lieutenant Christopher, don't draw conclusions lightly." Sokov slowed down and said to Christopher: "The task given to us by our superiors is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack, and we can only find people through this stupid method." .”

"But...but," Christopher said hesitantly, "we can identify ourselves, which may help us find the female scout."

"Comrade Lieutenant, tell me, how do we tell the villagers?" Sokov looked at Christopher and said, "Tell them that we are not Germans, but are disguised by the Soviet army? Let alone whether they believe it or not." , even if you try your best to convince them that we are our own, don't you worry that someone in the village will inform the Germans?"

In this way, they walked from the east of the village to the west of the village, searched more than forty houses, but still found nothing. Just when Sokov decided to let everyone stop and rest for a while before continuing the search mission, a person suddenly rushed out from the shadows by the side of the road. "Who?" Seeing a black figure appearing in front of him, Sokov raised his gun and shouted at the same time: "Hands up!"

"Don't shoot, don't shoot!" Hearing Sokov's shout, the black figure immediately shouted: "I'm here to help you."

Sokov lowered his gun, and only after the man approached did he realize that it was a bearded man. He couldn't help frowning and asked, "Where did you come from, aren't you worried about my gun going off?"

Unexpectedly, after he finished speaking, the bearded man actually laughed along with him, and asked flatteringly, "Your Excellency, I think you must understand Russian, right?"

The bearded man's words aroused Sokov's vigilance. He suddenly remembered that his group was wearing German uniforms, and this man was so flattering to himself. Could it be that he knew something inside and planned to tip off the Germans? So he said calmly: "Yes, Russian, I understand, what's the matter, you?"

Sokov deliberately used the wrong grammar to say this, so as not to arouse the slightest suspicion on the other side. But the bearded man didn't notice Sokov's strangeness at all, and instead said in a low voice: "I want to report to you that there are guerrillas hiding in the village."

"Guerrillas?" Sokov couldn't help but secretly delighted, wondering if the guerrillas he was talking about were the female scouts we were looking for? Then he hurriedly approached Ernst's ear and whispered pretendingly. After making some nonsense, he looked at the bearded man and asked, "What's your name? Where is the guerrilla?"

"My name is Eugene." The bearded man replied: "The partisans are hiding in the house in front. The owner of the house is Dworkin, and his two sons are fighting with you in the army."

"Stop talking." Hearing this, Sokov immediately judged that the person in front of him was a damn Soviet traitor, so he interrupted what he was saying, and pushed him hard on the shoulder: "Hurry up!" Take us."

Under the leadership of Eugene, the four of them soon came to a wooden house not far ahead. Probably in order to show off in front of Sokov, Eugene raised his foot and kicked towards the closed door. There was a loud bang, and the door was actually kicked open by him.

As soon as the door opened, Christopher rushed in with a gun in one hand and a flashlight in the other, followed by Samoilov. After a while, Sokov heard the sound of fighting coming from inside, he groaned inwardly and rushed in.

With the help of the flashlight, he saw a middle-aged man being pinned to the ground with his hands cut behind his back by Christopher, while Samoilov was holding a submachine gun and pointed the muzzle at a pair of elderly people standing by the wall. couple.

"I'll help you." Before Sokov could speak, Eugene ran in from the outside, took a bundle of ropes from the wall, and said flatteringly, "I'll help you tie him up." After finishing speaking, he The person who will be subdued by Christopher is tied tightly.

After Christopher and Eugene lifted the middle-aged man from the ground, Sokov walked up to the middle-aged man and asked, "Who are you?"

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man just snorted heavily, then turned his head aside, not bothering to talk to Sokov at all. The middle-aged man didn't speak, but Eugene next to him took the initiative to introduce to Sokov: "I know him, he is the deputy captain of the guerrillas. He hid here to recuperate after being wounded by your besieging troops yesterday."

"Eugene, you bastard." The middle-aged man heard that Eugene had leaked his identity to the Germans, and immediately raised his foot and kicked at Eugene. Fortunately, Eugene was quick and avoided the attack. kick. When the middle-aged man saw that his kick was empty, he said angrily: "When the guerrillas come back, they will definitely kill you."

"I don't think you'll see that day," Eugene said triumphantly, "because you're about to be dragged outside by these Germans and shot."

The middle-aged man sighed softly, and said, "If I hadn't been injured, it would not have been so easy for these Germans to deal with me."

Sokov waited for Christopher to light the candle, and with the help of the candlelight, he saw clearly the middle-aged man standing in front of him, wearing a white military shirt and with a thick bandage wrapped around his abdomen. It may be that the struggle just now was too intense. There was blood oozing from the bandage.

"I think his best ending is to be hanged." Sokov said with a sneer: "Now take him back to the headquarters."

"Mr. Officer." Although Sokov was only wearing the uniform of an ordinary soldier, Eugene still looked at him and asked, "What about these two old bastards?"

"Let them stay here." After Sokov finished speaking, he shook his head at Christopher, signaling him to take the injured guerrilla out.

Seeing that Sokov and the others were about to leave, Eugene became a little anxious, and he quickly asked: "Mr. officer, what should I do? You know, if they know that I am helping you, I will definitely not survive. You still put me Take it away."

"There's no room in the armored vehicle." Sokov gave a reason that the other party couldn't refute. He raised his hand and patted Eugene's shoulder, and said coldly: "You just stay here and continue to collect intelligence for us, and I will send someone to protect you as soon as possible."

Just like that, Eugene watched as Sokov and the others took the guerrillas into the armored vehicle, and then walked away. When he turned around, he saw the Dworkin and his wife walking towards him step by step with a wooden stick in their hands, and said in a panic: "Dworkin, there are some misunderstandings in this, I believe I can explain it clearly to you."

Before he finished speaking, the wooden sticks in the hands of the Dworkins hit him on the head and face. For a moment, the room was filled with the muffled sound of wooden sticks hitting the body, and Eugene's screams like killing a pig.

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After the armored vehicle drove out of the village, Sokov told Christopher: "Lieutenant Christopher, help this guerrilla comrade untie the rope."

"Yes!" Christopher agreed, pulled out the dagger, and tried to cut the rope that bound the middle-aged man.

After the middle-aged man was brought into the armored vehicle, he thought that the Germans would drag him outside the village and shoot him, because that's what the Germans did in the past. But at this moment when he heard Sokov giving orders, he couldn't help but feel a little confused. He thought to himself: Strange, how can these Germans speak Russian when they talk?

Just when he was puzzled, Christopher had cut the rope and tore off the broken ropes from his body one by one. Sokov offered him his hand and said in a friendly manner: "Comrade partisans, you have suffered!"

Although the middle-aged man had heard Sokov calling him comrade, he still maintained enough vigilance. He didn't hold the hand that Sokov extended, but asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

Hearing the middle-aged man's question, several people in the car looked at me and I looked at you, and then everyone suddenly laughed together at the same time. Especially Christopher, who had personally subdued the middle-aged man, laughed even tears. Everyone's laughter confused the middle-aged man, and he repeated the question just now: "What the hell are you?"

Sokov waited until the laughter stopped, shrugged his shoulders, and said to the middle-aged man: "I'm sorry, comrade of the guerrillas, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Sokov, the commander of the 73rd Infantry Brigade. Principal, we were ordered here to perform a special mission."

What Sokov said made the middle-aged man's breathing heavy: "You, are you really...really your own?"

"That's right, comrade." Sokov nodded vigorously, and said, "If we were real Germans, we might shoot you straight away when we dragged you out of the room, or should we let you get into the car?" Sokov glanced at the wound on his abdomen, and added, "Your injury doesn't look serious. When we return to Stalingrad, we will send you to the military hospital."

"My name is Gumyev, and I'm the deputy captain of the guerrillas." The middle-aged man said solemnly: "My troops are active nearby. If there is anything that needs my help, just ask, and I will definitely cooperate with you. .”

"Comrade Brigadier, this is really great." Hearing what Gumyev said, Christophe's face immediately showed a joyful expression: "I think that mission, if we can get the help of the guerrillas, maybe we can do it." Get twice the result with half the effort."