After Sokov and others left the guerrilla camp, they walked out of the woods, preparing to find the armored vehicles parked there, and send out the information Maria received as soon as possible using the radio station.
As they approached the edge of the woods, they suddenly heard someone in front of them asking, "Comrade Brigade Commander, is it you?"
"Yes, it's me." Sokov heard that the person who was asking was Vamko, and quickly replied: "We're back."
Everyone came to the armored vehicle, and Sokov said to Maria: "Comrade Maria, there is a radio station on the car. You can send a message to the Group Army Command directly." Then he ordered everyone, "Christov helps Maria, and the rest should be alert."
When Maria started sending a message, Christopher illuminated her with a flashlight so that she could see clearly what was written on the note in her hand. Sokov sat aside, crossed his hands in front of his chest, staring quietly at Maria who was sending a message. He was thinking to himself: Is this kind of vague information really useful to send it back? You must know that the troops of the 62nd and 64th Army have suffered heavy losses now. I am afraid that even if Paulus's combat plan is placed in front of Cuikov, he will be helpless without enough troops.
After Maria finished sending the telegram, Sokov picked up a spare German uniform and handed it over to Maria, and said to her: "Comrade Maria, put on this German uniform, so that we can help us pass through the German defense zone smoothly." Maria thanked Sokov and took over the German uniform.
When Mariya changed her clothes in the car, everyone, including Sokov, got out of the car. Christopher asked Sokov for advice: "Comrade Brigade Commander, where will we go next?"
"Where else can you go," Sokov glanced at Christopher and said strangely: "Of course, it's back to Mamayev. Don't you know that the large-scale German attack on the city is about to begin?"
"But, comrade comrade, didn't you say that the weather was cold and you wanted to get a batch of leather jackets back?"
When Christopher mentioned the leather jacket, Sokov immediately remembered the wooden slumbers that Gumiev said. He was considering taking them back for the soldiers on duty at night. Thinking of this, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Forget it, without Gumiev leading the way, none of us can find there, so don't think about these things."
"Comrade Lieutenant Colonel," Maria, wearing a German helmet, poked out half of her body from above the carriage, and said to Sokov outside: "I have changed my clothes, can I set off?"
Sokov looked up and then said to the others: "Comrades, get in the car!"
Just as everyone got into the armored vehicle and Vamko was about to start the vehicle, he suddenly heard someone shouting in the distance: "Wait a minute, comrade commander, please wait a minute."
Sokov heard the shout and quickly ordered Vamko: "Vamko, it seems that someone is calling us." After that, he stood up, held the side wall of the carriage with his hand, and looked in the direction where the sound came.
A guerrilla trotted out of the woods. He came to the armored vehicle, looked up at Sokov, and said in a angrily manner: "Comrade Commander, Hello! I am a guerrilla health officer."
Sokov nodded to the health officer and asked, "Comrade Health Officer, is there anything wrong?"
"That's right," the health officer quickly explained: "When I just helped Comrade Gumiev change the dressings, I found that the wound was already inflamed, and he also had symptoms of a high fever. If he was not sent to the hospital for treatment as soon as possible, he would probably be in danger of life. Therefore, I would like to ask you to send Comrade Gumiev to the hospital in Stalingrad."
Sokov thought that if Christopher broke his wound while fighting and Gumiev and did not deal with it in time, there would definitely be no wound inflammation and high fever that would not go away. He would be obliged to send Gumiev to the hospital. Thinking of this, he hurriedly asked the health officer: "Where is Gumiev?"
"Our warrior is carrying him here." The health officer replied, "I'm worried that you will leave, so I come and greet you first." Sokov heard this and thought to himself that it was not true. When you called us in the woods, Vamko was about to start the armored vehicle. If you came later, you wouldn't be able to see us.
While waiting for the four guerrillas to come to the armored vehicle with a stretcher, Kristov and others got out of the car and helped carry Gumiev into the car without waiting for Sokov's orders. After Gumiev was settled, Sokov waved his hands to the guerrillas under the car and said, "Comrades, don't worry, I will definitely send your deputy captain to the hospital safely."
After the armored vehicle started, he drove forward along the road that came. More than ten minutes later, it was already dawn and a fork appeared in front of him. Wamko was about to take the road on the left and try to return to the city soon. Unexpectedly, before he could turn, he heard Gumyev in the back say, "Let's walk on the road on the right."
"Go to the right?" Sokov looked at Gumiev and asked in confusion: "Comrade Gumiev, if we walk the road to the right, we will be further and further away from Stalingrad."
"Comrade Commander," said Gumiev, trying to squeeze a smile on his face, "Didn't I say that there are still a batch of finished clothes stored in the fur factory where I used to work? Since we have come, we might as well bring those clothes back to the city."
"Comrade Brigade Commander, we cannot let Comrade Gumyev down." Before Sokov could make his statement, Christopher took the initiative to say: "Why just go there?"
Seeing that several subordinates in the carriage had looked at him with anticipation, and Sokov was also interested in the finished fur, he did not object, but nodded and said, "Since that's the case, then let's go the road to the right."
The armored vehicles turned on the road to the right and drove four or five kilometers forward. Sokov suddenly found that the road seemed to be particularly slowing down. German tanks, trucks with artillery, were slowly moving forward along the road. The infantry teams were walking on one side of the road, giving way for the tanks and trucks.
"What a hell." Seeing this, Sokov couldn't help feeling shuddered. He had unknowingly broke into the Germans. He thought with guilt: "If an officer passing by, he stopped his armored vehicle and checked it, wouldn't everything be wrong?"
Fortunately, the things that everyone was worried about did not happen. After driving for a while, a fork road leading to the side appeared. Gumev whispered to Sokov: "You can reach the fur processing factory where I used to work."
When the armored vehicles drove onto the fork and were far away from the marching German troops, the whole vehicle was blowing a long sigh. Christopher smiled bitterly and said, "When so many German soldiers passed by us just now, I was holding a cold sweat in my hands. I wanted to be discovered by the Germans, and I would immediately shoot without hesitation. Kill one of them to death, and kill two of them to death.
In order to activate the atmosphere in the car, Sokov deliberately said to Gumiev: "Comrade Gumiev, I think you have seen it too. How big a risk we are taking here. If we get to the place later and don't find the fur clothes we want, we will be in a big loss."
"Don't worry, comrade commander." Gumiev said with a red face: "I promise you that no matter whether you can enter the fur processing plant or not, I will not let you go in vain."
Listening to Gumiev's speech with such confidence, Sokov couldn't help but start to wonder: Did Gumiev secretly hide a batch of clothes in advance, otherwise he would not dare to say such confident words.
The armored vehicle drove forward for a while and a small village appeared in front of him. Before Sokov could ask, Gumyev said loudly: "Don't enter the village, go around outside the village, and you will soon see the fur processing factory."
After walking around the village, everyone saw a processing factory surrounded by red brick walls in front of them. Perhaps to prevent someone from going in and stealing, there was a barbed wire fence on it. Before the car could get closer, Sokov knew in his heart that it would be harder to take out the more than 100 fur wooden piers to the warehouse of the processing factory.
Perhaps it was because a certain level command organization of the German army took a fancy to this processing plant and changed it to a command center. In addition to the crossbar and sandbag fortifications at the entrance of the factory gate, there were two groups of German soldiers patrolling with military dogs outside the wall.
When the car passed by twenty or thirty meters in front of the factory gate, Sokov asked Samoilov: "Comrade Lieutenant, what kind of command do you think this is the German army."
"There are four antennas on the roof." Although the armored vehicles passed by the factory gate for a short time, Samoilov still observed many useful details: "There are two small cars and several tricycles parked in the yard. In my estimate, there is at least a division-level command here."
"What, is there a division-level command here?" Christopher couldn't help but lit up when he heard this, and then suggested to Sokov: "Comrade Brigade Commander, since we have arrived here, why not take the risk and rush in at full speed and take down the German command."
Sokov didn't say anything, but reached out to touch Christopher's forehead. Then he said, "Comrade Lieutenant, I think you don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense?" He snorted softly and added, "Do you think the German division headquarters is so easy to fight? You don't even look at it. We only have a few people to attack the command center with nearly a hundred people guarding, so that's going to die, do you understand?" Christopher, who was criticized by Sokov, could only shut up obediently.
Samoilov, who was standing beside him, nodded and said, "The brigade commander made a very accurate judgment. According to the area of ​​the processing plant, the German police force had at least one company. Not to mention that we were riding in armored vehicles, even if we were driving tanks, we might not be able to attack."
"Oh, it's a pity." Sokov turned his head and looked at the processing plant that was getting farther and farther away, and said with great regret: "I really didn't expect that the Germans actually regarded this place as a command center. It seems that our plan to get the wooden pier is completely ruined."
"Comrade Commander," Gumev replied embarrassedly when he heard Sokov say this, "Actually, I still have some wooden piers hidden elsewhere, ready to be used by the guerrillas. But judging from the current situation, I may not be able to return to the army for a long time, so I think I will give you all these wooden piers."
When Sokov learned that Gumiev had actually hidden a group of wooden piers, he was overjoyed and asked quickly: "Comrade Gumiev, don't you know where those wooden piers are now?"
"Just in the small village I just passed by, I was hiding at an old lady's house at the east end of the village." Gumev said to Sokov: "Don't turn around the armored vehicle, continue driving forward. After passing a small river, turn right and drive along the road, and we can return to the small village we just now."
After the armored vehicle followed Gumiev's guidance, he returned to the east end of the village and stopped at the entrance of the village. Seeing that the car stopped steadily, Gumiev said to Christopher beside him: "Comrade, please help me get out of the car."
Christopher and Samoilov helped Gumiev get out of the car, one left and one right. Gumiev pointed to a wooden house not far away and said, "It's that house."
Several people came to the front of the house. Gumyev pushed open the empty wooden fence gate with his hands, walked in staggeringly, and then shouted weakly: "Gina, is Gina at home?"
"Who?" As Gumiev shouted, an old voice came from the room.
"It's me, Gumiev." Gumiev quickly replied, "Aunt Gina, I'm here to find you today."
The door opened and an elderly woman as strong as a cow walked out from inside. When she saw a group of Germans standing in the yard, she was shocked. Fortunately, Gumiev greeted her in time: "Aunt Gina, it's me."
After hearing the familiar voice, Aunt Gina carefully looked Gumiev for a long time before she recognized that the other party was indeed Gumiev. She asked in surprise: "I said Gumiev, why are you wearing German military uniforms?"
"We are carrying out special tasks." Gumev briefly explained, and then continued: "Aunt Gina, we are here today to get the wooden pier that was stored here last time."
Aunt Gina heard Gumiev say this, waved her head and said, "Since Germans often come to the village, I was worried that they would find my clothes, so I hid them in the woodshed. Come with me!"
Gina brought everyone to the door of the woodshed. She turned her head and said to Gumiev, "The clothes are behind the pile of chopping wood, you can take them yourself."
Chapter completed!