Steel Soviet Union

After the recent defeat experience, Malashenko, who wanted to be on the safe side, did not want to see Alexi and his reconnaissance company suffer greater losses.

The current loss can be made up relatively easily, but if the entire reconnaissance company is wiped out, it will not be worth it. I will not do a loss-making business.

Having made up his mind, Malashenko once again raised the microphone in his hand and pressed the call button, and the unquestionable order blurted out.

"Tell Alexi to take his people and stay hidden outside the village. They are not allowed to act recklessly without my order! Wait until the large force arrives before starting action. His reconnaissance mission has been completed."

When Malashenko's order was clearly conveyed to Alexi, the captain, half of his arm was bandaged around his neck and hanging in the air on his chest, holding a microphone in his hand. Surprise written all over his face.

"Are you sure? Comrade Division Commander really said that? You will be responsible for mistransmitting orders!"

The sizzling sound of electricity accompanied the words before he finished speaking, but the voice on the other end of the communicator was indeed calm and calm as usual.

"Yes, Comrade Captain. Your mission has been completed. The next mission is to stand by where you are. The large force led by Comrade Division Commander will arrive soon. The call is over."

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Alexi, who had a black face, looked at the radio transmitter in his hand that only had the blind tone of electricity, and he threw the thing in his hand out of anger.

"Be gentle! Comrade Commander, if it breaks, we won't be able to contact you."

The microphone connected to the wire behind the butt was hanging in mid-air. Seeing this, the gunner on the side quickly grabbed the baby in his hand to prevent it from being damaged by bumping. At the same time, he also reminded the commander, comrade Alec. How important is this thing?

"No, we can't just wait and do nothing. At least we need to find out what's going on in the village before the big troops arrive."

Alexi has never been a person who keeps to himself, which is why he, a truly capable veteran who has lived from the early days of the Great Patriotic War to the present, endured so long during the war years to reach the position of captain. This is not without reason. .

If Malashenko hadn't favored promotion, Alexi would probably still be a captain today.

This is not to say that he is incompetent, but that his habit of "freely exercising" on "existing orders" is really bad, and he almost broke something big once. His immediate superior believed that such a person could not command too many troops no matter how powerful he was. This would cause big problems, but Malashenko was willing to give it a try knowing this situation.

Maybe he got carried away or was overconfident, or of course he was really confident.

All in all, Alexi once again planned to play the big game quietly, obeying the orders of his comrade, but still having to exercise a little freedom, for example, catching someone alive and questioning him first.

The accompanying infantrymen did not have radios, and the action orders were all issued by Alexi, who was the top commander of this small unit. Alexi, who had grasped this point, relapsed into his old habit and once again planned to slightly modify the order.

"Lieutenant Peskov, have you seen those Germans outside the village? Over there, the two at the corner of the wall near the entrance of the village."

Alexi, who had already got out of the car, had only one thing to do, find the target and then give orders to the infantry accompanying him. Pace, who led an entire light infantry platoon and was asked to obey Alexi's orders, Lieutenant Koff happens to be a very smart man.

"I saw it, Comrade Captain, they were those two bastards smoking by the wall."

Peskov, who knew what he was talking about, immediately replied.

"Very well, it's them two."

"Choose a few capable warriors with quick and sharp movements of hands and feet, and get at least one of the two Germans back. We need to figure out the situation in the village. I only need one, and you kill or drive away the rest. You can do whatever you want, you can do it on your own, can you?”

Lieutenant Peskov, who suddenly took on such a hot potato mission, did not rush to give an answer on the spot. Instead, he chose to stick his head out of the small snowdrift and took another look at the white camouflage cloak without being noticed. After a few glances, he took in all the terrain conditions and personnel distribution around him before he replied.

"Yes, but it is not easy to do, Comrade Captain. There are two Germans less than fifty meters away, but their backs are temporarily turned."

"Others are not sure about going there. I will take them there myself and I will definitely complete the mission."

The infantrymen who can be assigned to the reconnaissance company for coordinated operations will naturally not be idle. Alexi, who has great trust in Lieutenant Peskov's skills, nodded.

"Well, you must be careful and don't blow up the German guy! If it doesn't work, just come back. If you can't catch him, forget it."

"I understand, Comrade Captain, don't worry, leave it to me."

About three minutes later, Alexi, who was also wearing a white cloak and lying in the snow nest, holding a telescope in his hand, was staring intently at the low-lying German army's blind spot, crouching or even lying in the snow. The three people crawling inside had already reached a very close position, and Alexi, who felt like he could hear the heartbeat, knew that the critical moment was coming soon.

"Mikhailitch, start!"

The real action does not include any spoken words, only clean gestures, but the meaning is indeed that.

After receiving the gesture command, a soldier took out the prepared wooden branch from his waist, grasped one end in each hand, and broke it instantly with a crisp snap.

At this moment, there was almost no wind outside the village, and the timing was quite favorable to Lieutenant Peskov. The two Germans who had just finished smoking one cigarette and then took another one heard something strange about the strange noise, and immediately put their cigarettes in their mouths. He sighed, took off the rifle behind him, held his hands, and walked over.

The small cliff at the entrance of the village with a height difference of nearly two meters is an excellent location for an ambush. The two Germans who came forward to check with rifles had just reached the edge of the cliff. Before they had time to take a second look, they saw the cliff slope from the invisible blind spot. Two big hands suddenly shot out and grabbed the muzzles of their respective guns. They pulled hard and pulled the gun off in an instant.

"Gag your mouth, get on the rope, and move fast!"

The two Germans rolled down the slope with guns before they could realize what was going on. They were spinning as they felt a fishy and smelly thing being stuffed into their mouths. The smell was even more smoky than falling into a cesspool after going to the toilet. The smell was really indescribable and beyond words. The desire to retching instantly filled my mind, let alone uttering a word.

But the matter wasn't over yet. The big straps that were being ridden on her body began to linger all over her body. In the end, a big bag was put directly on top of her head, and the world turned off in an instant.