"This telegram was intercepted by the guerrillas who were stationed in our village. This news greatly encouraged..." the old man who was interviewed said quite scriptedly.

"Sorry please wait a moment"

Shi Quan asked, "When were you born?"

The old man was startled and his expression became a little embarrassed, "In 1948..."

"You continue"

Shi Quan politely said nothing and then quietly left the small museum.

"What's wrong?" Elena asked.

“How far is Lida from Minsk?”

"The ride..."

"No, no, no, straight line distance."

"About 150 kilometers." Elena was confused, "What did you find?"

Shi Quan secretly took a look at the green arrow in the map field of view, which was less than 5 kilometers away from him, and explained, "The telegram just intercepted was a radio message sent by the German Army Group Center from 150 kilometers away."

"You mean this message was intercepted using that communication vehicle?" Elena's eyes lit up.

Unexpectedly, Shi Quan shook his head, "I don't know much about radio communications, but as far as I know, to be able to intercept messages, at least there must be a corresponding radio channel, and since it can be received, at least it means that the guerrillas here are using radios.

The equipment’s reception capability is very strong, or it is very close to the German radio relay station, and it is even one of the relay stations itself!”

"That communications vehicle?" Elena shouted in a low voice with her eyes shining.

"Go and ask for information about the intercepted radio. If you can't find it, you have to change your mind."

Elena nodded and started a new conversation with the town residents who gathered around to watch the excitement.

This kind of chatting with people around you to collect clues is often the least efficient, but once you find a valuable clue, there is a high chance of getting a big harvest.

But after all, so many years have passed, and the children who still have memories of that battle have now become senile old people, and many of them have even left this world.

Elena took photographers and reporters and asked almost the entire town, and the clues she obtained filled several pages.

After taking the notebook and flipping through it, Shi Quan was quite disappointed, "It seems that no one still remembers the specific location of the radio stationed in this town."

"There are not many old people in their town who have experienced that war and are still alive. Those who know about it only remember that the intercepted message came from a guerrilla, but the guerrilla intercepted the message

He was captured by the Germans on the same day.”

Elena pointed to the square in the center of the town and said with a slightly pale face, "That's where the German army killed the guerrilla.

He was tied up at the door of the church, with many cuts on his body and sprinkled with salt and vodka. According to the memories of the surviving villagers, he was tortured for two full days before he died. At that time, some guerrillas also organized

They were all rescued, but they were all caught and killed by the Germans ambushing nearby. They all died in the same way..."

"Hiss..." The photographer hiding behind the camera couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, this is already killing!

Shi Quan silently opened the satellite map printed in advance and drew a circle along the guerrilla village, "Elena, although the clues are broken, at least we can make a guess."

After hearing this, Elena took back her own notebook and waited for Shi Quan's analysis.

"First of all, the guerrilla was captured on the day the message was intercepted. If we assume that he is the radio operator who intercepted the message, how did the German soldiers capture him?"

"Radio tracking?!"

Reporter Mark blurted out, "I was a radio correspondent before I retired. If he just received radio signals, he would not be discovered, but if he sends out radio signals, it is easy to determine the approximate location through triangulation."

"We assume that the German army used the method Mark mentioned to track the approximate location and then captured the radio operator."

Shi Quan randomly drew a triangle on the map, "This is near Lida, the original control area of ​​the German Army Group Center. Although this army group has been surrounded by the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd Fronts of the Soviet Army, this

The guerrillas were also surrounded and blockaded by the German army, so as a radio communication operator behind enemy lines, he had no reason to place the radio station too far away, as it would be too easy to be exposed."

"At the same time, he also needs to find a high enough position!"

Mark seemed to have completely forgotten his identity as a reporter. He sat down next to Shi Quan, grabbed a pencil on the table and a contour map and simply drew a few strokes, "This is the only place with relatively high terrain around this town.

Four positions.”

"Mark, are you interested in changing your career?" Shi Quan asked with a smile.

"Um..." Mark picked up the microphone he had left beside the table again, "Forget it, I'll just be a reporter. I love this profession so much now."

"Haha! Remember to tell me if you change your mind."

Shi Quan picked up the contour map and compared it with the military map and the printed satellite map. "This point is too far away. The straight-line distance exceeds 10 kilometers."

"This is unlikely."

Elena pointed at the scenery outside the RV window, "If my ability to read pictures is correct, I should be talking about the hill here, right?"

Together with the camera lens, everyone looked at the small hill that was vaguely visible outside the window. There was a high-voltage power transmission line on the top of the small hill. It was very easy to find the traces of light reflected in the sunlight.

"It seems we only have two spots left to check out. Should we look for them together or separately?" Shi Quan asked reporter Mark.

"Let's go together!" he said immediately without thinking.

"Women have a stronger sixth sense, so you choose which one to go first." Shi Quan threw the second choice to Elena.

Elena picked up the map and finally determined the location, stood up and walked out of the RV with her long legs, "Let's leave now!"

The three cars came and went in a hurry, but fortunately the place they were going to this time was not too far away, the straight-line distance was only a little over five kilometers.

"Swamps, lakes, forests, mountains, there are so many of them here." Mark said, pointing to the scenery in front of him.

"Let's go, gentlemen, let's go to the top of the mountain first, and then look down from the top of the mountain."

Elena put on a heavy camouflage uniform, and her entire face was covered tightly with a magic headscarf and polarized lenses, so that mosquitoes wouldn't have any chance to take advantage of her.

Shi Quan has experienced the terror of mosquitoes in the swamps in summer. Even if the weather is hot, he still wears the same clothes as Elena.

After reporter Mark and the photographer changed their clothes, Shi Quan sprayed everyone with vitamin B aqueous solution. This rich and somewhat disgusting smell was better than any mosquito repellent.

When everything was ready, the three of them each carried a metal detector and led the photographer away from the swamp and into the dense forest.

All that grows near this hill are patches of spruce. This ancient tree species is tall and upright. It was even used as the main raw material for many aircraft during World War II.

Walking on a mountain path that is damp and smells of water vapor and humus, you can see tall spruce trees with diameters thicker than your waist at any time. The roots of their trunks are generally covered with green moss. Several of them

There were huge scars on it. Except for the photographer, the other three people pulled out their guns in unison.

"Elena, are there bears in Belarus?"

Mark asked, holding the microphone in one hand and his Makorov pistol in the other. As for the metal detector, he had already slung it on his shoulder.

"Yes, but not too much."

The one held in Elena's hand was also a Makorov, but it was a very rare silent version. Especially the silencer that Elena was twisting on the muzzle of the gun made Shi Quan extremely excited.

"That's good, that's good. When I was a child, I was bitten by a young brown bear, and I still have psychological effects to this day." Mark unconsciously touched his thigh.

"Although there are few brown bears, there are many wolves." Elena said with a smile in her eyes.

"I would rather have more bears." Mark smiled bitterly and turned on the safety of the pistol. In contrast, he would rather encounter bears at this time, at least these things rarely move in groups.

"Don't worry too much, those were the marks left by the wild boar just now." Shi Quan bent down and touched the wound on the tree trunk, "It should be from yesterday."

"Are you still a hunter?" Mark asked curiously.

"I'm not a hunter." Shi Quan stood up and said, "Hurry up the mountain. It will be too dangerous if you wait until dark."

"I don't think you can find a communications vehicle on this mountain."

Elena pointed to the dense forest and moss-covered gravel road in front of her, "Even tanks can't drive up here."

"Let's look for it, maybe we can find some clues." Shi Quan pointed to the surrounding dense forest, "At least this is a good place for guerrillas to hide, isn't it?"

Elena shrugged, "As long as the salary is paid, I agree to whatever you say."

"Why is it so easy for people to misunderstand everything you say..."

Shi Quan didn't dare to quarrel with Elena. This girl was just a top-notch version of Vika. It was difficult to take advantage of her verbally. Of course, there was no chance in other aspects.

The group of people came to the top of the mountain and looked around. What they saw was a large... spruce tree.

This hill is too short. Standing on the so-called top of the mountain, you can only see the surrounding undulating terrain, and it is difficult to even see the sky.

"Would you like to climb up and have a look?" Elena asked, pointing to the spruce tree on the hill that was as thick as two people's arms.

"Don't talk about me, even the guerrillas back then couldn't climb up."

Shi Quan was too lazy to talk to Elena and turned on the metal detector.

"drop--!"

Damn it?

Everyone present looked at each other and unanimously turned their attention to the location covered by the exploration coil.

"So lucky?"

Shi Quan shook it back and forth in disbelief, and finally determined that it was not the reaction of the metal detector, and then quickly pulled out the engineer shovel fixed horizontally on his waist bag.

After shoveling it down, the damp soil was dug up. With the help of the metal detector, Shi Quan pinched out a long rusty iron sheet from the soil.

"Is this a magazine?"

Elena took it, took a look at it, and said affirmatively, "A magazine with 7.62x54mmr ammunition."
Chapter completed!