Red Moscow

In this way, with the help of an unwitting German lieutenant, Grisa and his reconnaissance team left the town of Gorodisheh smoothly in an enemy truck. When the car arrived at the site where it was attacked, only the truck that had been burned into the frame had been pushed to the side of the road, and the corpses in the car had been cleaned up.

After the car stopped by the side of the road, the German corporal sitting next to the lieutenant pushed open the door, leaned over to Ainuo who was in the car and said, "Mr. Second Lieutenant, you have arrived!" They all get off!

While the soldiers were in formation, Ainuo came to the bridge and said gratefully to the German lieutenant sitting inside: "Mr. Lieutenant, thank you. If it wasn't for your help, my subordinates and I would probably still be here at this moment." Marching on foot."

The lieutenant waved his hand at Ainuo and said, "Second lieutenant, I leave it up to you to wipe out the guerrillas. I wish you good luck!" After finishing speaking, he ordered the driver to drive!

Playing a full set, although the German convoy had already driven away, Griza and the others still pretended to climb up the hillside. Then squatted at the top of the hill, quietly waiting for the convoy to go away.

"Sergeant Yelizaveta," Griza asked Yelizaveta, since he couldn't leave here for the time being, and he was idle, "you are the most accurate rocket bomber in the company." Man, tell me, how sure are you of killing the enemy's ammunition depot?"

"Comrade Lieutenant," Elizaveta asked rhetorically, without immediately answering Griza's question, "at what distance do you intend me to shoot?"

"There is a river outside the town. The enemy has checkpoints and fortifications on the bridge. We may have difficulty passing through at night." Griza said thoughtfully: "I think it is possible to launch rockets on the right bank of the river. How sure are you?"

"I have visually measured the distance to the town, and it is at least 1.5 kilometers away from the town." Elizaveta replied, "When fired at such a long distance, I think the chance of killing the enemy's ammunition depot is less than 20%."

"What, is the hit rate so low?" Grisa frowned, and asked a little puzzled: "Comrade Sergeant, I remember shooting at such a long distance before, and your hit rate was as high as 60% or more."

"The enemy's open-air ammunition depot is located on the church square in the middle of the town. Due to the obstruction of the building, the chance of hitting the target will be greatly reduced." Elizaveta said to Griza: "Comrade Lieutenant, we must get closer A little bit, it is possible to destroy the enemy's ammunition depot."

Grisa thought for a while, and replied: "Since this is the case, then you will take two soldiers and cross the river to the left bank to establish a launch position. At a distance of 1,200 meters, attack the enemy's ammunition depot."

"No, it's still too far away."

"One kilometer?!"

"Too far!"

Hearing that the two attack distances proposed by him were denied by Elizaveta, Griza asked with some displeasure: "Sergeant Elizaveta, tell me how far it is. Is the distance right?"

Elizaveta stretched out a palm: "Five hundred meters! At this distance, I can increase the chance of hitting the ammunition depot to more than 80%."

Regarding the distance proposed by Elizaveta, Griza shook his head and said with a strong attitude: "No, Sergeant Elizaveta, you cannot establish a launch position at this distance."

Elizaveta felt that setting up a launch position at this distance would have the highest chance of destroying the enemy's ammunition depot. He didn't understand why Griza objected, so he blurted out the question in his heart: "Why?"

"The mortars we equip have a firing range of about 500 meters. In order to prevent the ammunition depot from being attacked by us, the Germans will definitely place the guard post 500 meters away." Griesa looked at Ye with a serious expression. Lizaveta said: "You set up the launch site five hundred meters away from the town, isn't it self-inflicted?"

"Comrade Lieutenant," hearing what Griza said, Yelizaveta was immediately startled into a cold sweat. If the Germans really put the cordon 500 meters away from the town, they might not have established a launch position yet. , was surrounded by enemies. He asked with lingering fear: "Then where should we set up the launch site?"

"One kilometer is too far, and five hundred meters is too close." Grisa thought for a while, and said decisively: "You just set up the launch site at a place 800 meters away from the town, and I will send a few more Soldiers to cooperate with you."

"Comrade Lieutenant," Ainuo saw that the German convoy had disappeared, and quickly reminded Grisa: "See if we send someone back and call all the comrades hiding in the valley." Ainuo said this because He didn't want to walk a few more kilometers, rush back to the hidden valley, and then rush back again before he could catch his breath.

"I'll go!" "I'll go!" As soon as Ainuo's voice fell, before Griza could speak, the soldiers expressed their willingness to go back and call back all the soldiers hiding in the valley.

"No!" Unexpectedly, Griza shook his head and said, "It's not dark yet. If a person walks on the road and is spotted by a passing German army, he will either reveal his identity or be arrested as a deserter. In my opinion, it is still Let's all go back together."

Everyone heard what Griza said, and after thinking about it carefully, they felt that what the lieutenant said was really correct. If only one person was sent back to report the news, even if he was wearing a German uniform, it would arouse the suspicion of the passing German soldiers.

The reconnaissance team went down the hillside and walked along the road to the hiding place. Although the soldiers walked for a day, no one raised any objections because Griza had already explained to everyone the stakes. During their march, from time to time, vehicles with full or empty loads passed by them. When the Germans in the car saw this small force on the side of the road, they still thought it was a special highway patrol team, so they continued to drive forward without slowing down the speed of the car.

After more than an hour of marching, Griza and the others finally returned to the hiding place of the other fighters. Seeing Griza and the others come back, a staff sergeant who was left in charge rushed up to meet him and said to Griza, "Comrade lieutenant, you are back."

From the other party's tone, Griza could tell that something serious must have happened, and asked quickly, "Did something happen?"

"During your absence," the sergeant replied, "the division has sent us fifteen telegrams, all with the same content, asking if we have found the enemy's ammunition depot."

"Call back to the division headquarters." As soon as the sergeant finished speaking, Grisa said confidently: "We have confirmed that the enemy's temporary ammunition depot is located in the town of Gorodisheh after reconnaissance. We will Take action tonight to destroy the enemy's ammunition depot. Comrade Sergeant, this telegram is urgent, send it immediately, don't make the division commander wait in a hurry."