Red Moscow

After the soldiers settled down, Guchakov left two soldiers standing guard at the door, and then called the rest of the soldiers in front of him, and said to everyone with a serious expression: "Comrades, starting today, we will We will stay in this village, and then send people to conduct reconnaissance in the surrounding area, looking for targets that are worth attacking."

Speaking of this, Guchakov intentionally paused for a moment, glanced at the soldiers one by one, and then continued: "But there is one thing I need to remind everyone. The enemies stationed in the village, except those who brought us here Except for that corporal, the rest are not Germans, but Ukrainians acting as lackeys for the Germans."

"What, are they Ukrainians?" Guchakov's words startled everyone. After a brief silence, everyone began to discuss: "These traitors to the motherland actually work for the Germans."

"I've heard that there is an Eastern battalion in the German army, and its members are all defected prisoners of war, or people who are willing to serve the Germans."

"This gang of damned traitors is a disaster if they stay here. Let's go and eliminate them..."

"..."

Facing the ferocity of the soldiers, Guchakov did not speak, but remained silent. After everyone gradually calmed down, he said: "Comrades, I feel the same as you. I learned that there are traitors working for the Germans in the village, and I wish to destroy them immediately. But no, comrades, we must kill them." They are quite simple, find a reason to call them all to the barn, and then use the machine gun on the armored vehicle to sweep them all out. But in this way, our whereabouts will also be exposed, to us The next steps are very unfavorable."

After Guchakov finished speaking, the soldiers fell into silence. They were all thinking hard about what Guchakov said, and found that what the lieutenant said made sense. It was quite simple to kill these traitors, but exposing their whereabouts would have a negative impact on the next action.

After a while, a staff sergeant in the team asked Guchakov loudly: "Comrade Lieutenant, what should we do next?"

"Since we are pretending to be Germans, we have to pretend to be a little bit." Guchakov thought for a while, and then said: "When I just entered the village, I took a closer look, and the village is almost full of old and weak women and children. In order not to To arouse the suspicion of the enemy, we can have the women of the village cook and wash for us..."

"Comrade Lieutenant, I am worried about one thing." Samoilov waited for Guchakov to finish speaking, and raised his own worried question: "You let the women in the village cook for us, if they eat for us What should we do if we spit in the soup we drink and even defecate?”

Samoilov's words caused a burst of laughter from around, but the soldiers quickly fell silent. They knew that the second lieutenant was not alarmist. As far as they knew, some women who were forced to cook for the Germans did so in private. They didn't want special condiments added to their meals or soup. .

"Comrade Second Lieutenant, tell me." Guchakov asked Samoilov with some headaches: "What should we do to be more like the Germans?"

"I think it's best not to deal with the people in the village." Samoilov said cautiously: "If the villagers give wine to our soldiers, they will also reveal their identities if they accidentally speak Russian after being drunk. Therefore The best way is to make the barn a restricted area, and drive away anyone who approaches."

"Okay, Comrade Second Lieutenant." Guchakov thought over Samoilov's words, and felt that they made sense. If the soldiers are really allowed to contact the villagers, there is a possibility of revealing their identities. The safest way is to let the soldiers stay in the barn to reduce the risk of exposure: "As you said, except for going out to scout The rest of the group stayed in the barn and was not allowed to go anywhere."

"Also." Samoilov continued: "I think the people in the village may have contact with the guerrillas outside. We also need to set up secret posts near the barn to prevent surprise attacks by the guerrillas."

Regarding Samoilov's worries, Guchakov disapproved a little: "Comrade Second Lieutenant, you are too cautious. If the guerrillas were to attack the garrison in the village, they must have come long ago. Don't look at the guerrillas. The combat effectiveness is not good, but it is not a problem to deal with the twenty or so Ukrainians."

"Is the elimination of more than 20 Ukrainians the same as the elimination of more than 20 German soldiers?" Samoilov said with a sneer: "Maybe someone has quietly left the village at this moment and reported to the nearby guerrilla camp. went."

Gutchakov originally planned to refute a few words, but when Samoilov finished speaking, he felt that what the other party said was very reasonable. For the guerrillas hiding in the forest, killing more than 20 Ukrainians was no problem. No matter how meaningful it is, it will lead to the suppression of the German army. But if they eliminated twenty or thirty German soldiers, the nature would be different. Even if they couldn't stay here any longer and they were forced to retreat to the city, this matter would still be a great achievement for them.

He asked Samoilov with a solemn expression: "Comrade Second Lieutenant, tell me, what should we do if the guerrillas really come to attack? We can't wipe them all out, can we?"

"We have three armored vehicles. As long as the guerrilla commanders are not too stupid, they will definitely not send a large force to attack. Because they lack heavy weapons to deal with armored vehicles, and if they can't eat us in a short time, the Ukrainians stationed in the village will kill us." They will rush over to help." Samoilov said with confidence: "So, I think they may only send two or three people to throw Molotov cocktails at the barn where we live and burn us to death."

"Yes, Comrade Second Lieutenant, you are right." After Samoilov's analysis, Guchakov seemed to see a few guerrillas crawling to the barn after dark, and then The scene of casting the Molotov cocktail decisively made him shiver: "If you want to deal with the people living in the barn, the Molotov cocktail is the most effective weapon."

He asked Samoilov again: "Then what should we do?"

Samoilov smiled lightly, and replied: "It's very simple, Comrade Lieutenant, we ambushed secret posts near the barn, and caught the guerrillas who attacked as soon as they arrived."

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After dark, Samoilov himself took Tavlin and lurked behind the stakes on the west side of the barn.

Tavlin asked Samoilov in a low voice: "Comrade Lieutenant, will the guerrillas really come?"

"Yes." Samoilov said affirmatively, "If you were a partisan and found out that a group of German soldiers lived in a barn, what would you do?"

"Needless to say," Taflin replied without hesitation, "I'm sure I'll send someone to kill the barn and burn all the Germans living in it."

"You're right." Samoilov waited for Tavlin to finish speaking, nodded slightly, and said, "I guess the nearby guerrillas must have the same idea."

The two were talking in low voices when Samoilov suddenly heard a sound in the distance, which seemed to be the slight clicking sound of someone stepping on a dead branch on the ground. He hurriedly gestured to Taflin beside him, and said in a whisper, "Shut up, the guerrillas seem to be coming."

Not long after, the two heard someone whispering not far away: "...you two go over, burn down the barn with incendiary bombs, and burn all the German devils living in it..."

After the man's voice disappeared, the clicking sound of the feet on the dead branches became clearer. It was obvious that someone was speeding up their steps towards the barn. After a short time, Samoilov saw two people in common people's clothes appear in his sight. The two stopped at a place more than 30 meters away from the barn, squatted on the ground, and one of them took out a Molotov cocktail. Another started striking a match, trying to ignite the rags around the bottle.

"Action!" Samoilov growled at Tavlin, and then rushed out with a submachine gun. He rushed in front of the two men quickly, pointed his gun at them, and said, "Put down the things in your hands, or I will shoot!"

The man who was striking a match heard someone talking behind him, turned his head and found a German soldier pointing a submachine gun at himself. He hastily threw the lighted match on the ground, but reached out to touch the pistol pinned to his waist belt. Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched the pistol, before he could pull it out, something cold was pressed against the back of his head, and then he heard a voice saying: "Remove your hand from the gun, or I will call you Your brain is blown."

The man was held to his head by Tavlin's gun, so he could only leave his hands from his waist obediently. He thought angrily in his heart: "Why is there a secret German sentry here? It seems that our mission has failed."

Seeing the two of them squatting on the ground obediently, Samoilov said to the man holding the Molotov cocktail: "Where is your leader, go and call him over, I have something to say to him."

The man looked up at Samoilov who was speaking, he couldn't help being shocked, and thought to himself: This German speaks Russian so well that it is almost impossible to confuse the real one.

Seeing the man squatting on the ground in a daze, Samoilov kicked him angrily, and urged: "Hurry up, go and call your person in charge. Don't make too much noise, so as not to be noticed by the enemies in the village." .”

The man was taken aback when Samoilov said about the enemies in the village, and then thought of a possibility, with a surprised expression on his face, he said excitedly: "You...you are...you are..."

"Go and call your person in charge. I have something to tell him." After Samoilov finished speaking, he turned to Tavlin and said, "Comrade Sergeant, put down the gun."

Only a minute or two later, the man who had just left came over with a middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap, an armed belt around his waist, and a carbine in his hand. The man came to Samoilov, looked him up and down, and asked, "Which part do you belong to?"

"This is not a place to talk, let's go to the barn." After Samoilov finished speaking, he made a gesture of invitation to the middle-aged man: "Please."

Three partisans followed Samoilov into the barn. Guchakov, who was assigning tasks to the soldiers inside, frowned when he saw Samoilov brought in three strangers, and asked, "Comrade Second Lieutenant, who are they?"

"Report to Comrade Lieutenant!" Samoilov reported to Guchakov: "These three guerrilla comrades were going to burn down the barn, and I brought them here." It was a guerrilla who was about to burn down the barn, and the soldiers surrounded him one after another, trying to see what the other party looked like.

The leading guerrilla raised his head and said to Guchakov: "Comrade Lieutenant, I am Ruzsky, the deputy captain of the guerrilla. Can you tell me your identity?"

"We belong to the 41st Guards Division," Guchakov saw that the three men were surrounded by his soldiers, and he didn't worry about the other party's escape, so he replied carelessly: "We were ordered to carry out the mission behind the enemy. Comrade Rudsky, I would like to ask, why did your partisans attack us?"

"It's very simple. The eyeliner we left in the village secretly came to report to us in the afternoon, saying that a group of Germans came to the village and lived in the barn." Luzsky looked around and saw that all the soldiers were staring at him. Staring at himself, he replied with a guilty conscience: "So the captain asked me to take two people into the village at night, burn down the barn with Molotov cocktails, and burn the Germans living inside."

After listening to Ruzsky's statement, Guchakov turned his head to look at Samoilov, and said in a grateful tone: "Comrade Second Lieutenant, your judgment is correct. The guerrillas really came to attack us tonight. If If you hadn't been guarding outside with Sergeant Tavlin, I think our group would have died in the flames."

"I'm sorry, Comrade Lieutenant." After Guchakov finished speaking, Ruzsky blushed and apologized to him immediately: "We didn't know that the people living in the barn were actually our own people. We were wrong. "

"It's okay, Comrade Vice Captain." Guchakov raised his hand and patted the opponent's shoulder twice, and said pleasantly: "You don't know that the enemy is our disguise. You did this to destroy the enemy, and moreover Fight against the Faxi Temple invaders."

After clearing up the misunderstanding, Ruzsky tentatively asked: "Comrade Lieutenant, I would like to ask, what are you doing here and what can we do for you?"

Guchakov looked at Ruzsky and thought for a while, thinking that since the other party was a guerrilla operating in this area, he must know the enemy's situation very well, so he asked with a smile: "Comrade Ruzsky, I would like to ask Ask, are you familiar with the nearby terrain?"

"It goes without saying," Ruzsky said proudly upon hearing Guchakov's question, "We are locals, and we are very familiar with the surrounding environment, even if we walk with our eyes closed, And you won't get lost."

"That's really great." Guchakov was overjoyed when he learned that Ruzsky was familiar with the surrounding terrain. He asked quickly, "Do you know any important facilities that the Germans have nearby?"