The person who came with the motorcycle convoy was a squadron leader of the SS Level 2 Commando. He came to the first car and said to the officer sitting on the bridge with a stern face: "Mr. Lieutenant, your ID!"
Seeing that it was the SS who stopped him to check the documents, the officer quickly took out the documents and handed them over respectfully. After reading the documents, the SS officer handed them back to him casually, and asked, "What is the one in your car?"
"It's ammunition!" said the officer with a smile: "We are ordered to transport ammunition to Gorodice Town!"
The SS officer snorted and then asked, "What happened ahead?"
"A truck coming from you was crushed on the road with mines buried by the guerrillas. The driver on the lorry was killed on the spot." When the thought of the guerrillas being driven away by him, the officer couldn't help but take the credit on himself: "But the guerrillas that attacked us have been driven far away by us."
The SS officer looked back and asked again: "Are the cars behind you all with you?"
The officer did not know that the truck Grissa and his friends were riding had already been transported into his convoy, and nodded quickly and replied: "Yes, Mr. Captain of the Second-level Commando, the cars behind him were all with me."
The SS officer nodded, went to the side, and made a gesture to the motorcycle riders standing in the middle of the road, signaling them to make way for the convoy. Seeing the boss' gesture, the motorcycle riders quickly moved the motorcycle to the side of the road and made way for the convoy.
When the truck drove past the motorcycle convoy parked on the side of the road, both Corporal Aino sitting on the bridge and Grissa sitting in the car were ready for battle. Unexpectedly, the SS standing on the side of the road did not stop their cars to check their documents, instead a SS officer was still waving his hands on the side of the road, signaling them to speed up.
After the truck left the motorcycle convoy far behind, the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief. Yelizavita also asked Grissa in a low voice: "Comrade Lieutenant, what's going on? Why didn't the enemy stop us?"
Although Grissa did not hear the conversation between the SS officer and the officer in the front chariot, he also vaguely guessed what was going on. At this moment, he heard Yelizavita ask, and he also replied in a low voice: "I think these SS officers and soldiers may regard us and the enemies of the ammunition convoy in front as a group."
Yelizavita looked at the SS soldiers standing on the roadside and said with regret: "Comrade Lieutenant, what a good target. I can knock down at least five or six in one stroke. But it's a pity that you don't allow us to shoot casually."
"Comrade Sergeant," Grissa said to Yelizavita with a stern face, "Have you ever thought that if you shoot now, our identity will be exposed. We may be destroyed by the enemy. Once we are all dead, who will complete the task assigned to us by our superiors? In order to kill a few enemies, the task of the superiors was delayed. Even if we die, we will not become martyrs."
Seeing Grissa speaking to him in such a stern tone, Yelizavita immediately realized his mistake and quickly admitted his mistake to Grissa: "I'm sorry, comrade Lieutenant, I'm all wrong. I mainly saw these damn SSs, and I remembered our comrades who died in the prisoner-in-arms camp..."
"Power-of-war camp?" Grissa immediately asked alertly when he heard the word, "Have you ever entered a German prisoner-of-war camp?"
"No!" Yelizavita replied in a panic: "I have never entered the German prisoner-of-war camp, but one of my neighbors has been in the German prisoner-of-war camp. He said that when they were escorted to the prisoner-of-war camp, they would fall to the ground and not get up for more than a long time, and the SS soldiers who escorted them would shoot them in the back of the heads."
"Why?" one soldier asked in confusion: "Is it not a good thing for the Germans to have more prisoners of war? This will allow more free labor to work for them."
Yelizavita snorted and sneered, "The Germans were worried that these prisoners of war who fell to the ground would be hosted by nearby guerrillas after they left. Instead of fighting with these prisoners in the future, it would be more convenient to solve them with one shot." After pausing for a moment, he continued, "If one day I also capture a group of German prisoners, I will use the same method to deal with them."
"Okay, stop talking." Grissa was afraid that Yelizavita's words would cause excitement. Then the German driver who was driving would be troubled and stopped everyone: "Don't forget, the driver who drove us was German." Grissa's words immediately made the carriage quiet again.
The convoy arrived in front of a bridge, and there was another German checkpoint here. There were sandbags piled up at both ends of the bridge, and each had an MG34 machine gun mounted on the sandbag fortifications. Two German machine gun shooters were vigilantly staring at the arrival of the convoy. Fortunately, the German officer on the front car knew each other and the officer guarding the bridge. After chatting through the window, they moved the wooden railings and let the convoy go.
After the convoy passed through the bridge, Grissa looked at the gradually moving bridge through the gap in the tarpaulin and frowned. He thought to himself: According to the distance, this river should be a distance away from Gorodice Town. Now the weather is cold, and it is difficult for the soldiers to cross the river without the tools to cross the river. They can only use rockets to attack the enemy's ammunition depot on the other side of the river. But can they accurately hit the target at such a long distance?
Since the truck Grissa and his friends were riding was closely following the ammunition convoy, they successfully passed one level after another and entered the town.
After entering the town, the driver parked his car at a fork in the road and said apologetically to Aino: "Mr. Lieutenant, I will turn at the intersection in front, so I can only send you here."
Ainuo didn't expect that he could enter the town so smoothly. He really didn't care where he got out of the car. He heard the driver say this, and nodded, took out a pack of seized German cigarettes from his pocket, handed them to the driver, and said, "Thank you for sending us back to the town. This is a little bit of a concern, just accept it."
The driver didn't expect that the second lieutenant who was riding a ride would give him a pack of cigarettes before getting off the bus. He quickly nodded and thanked him, and asked casually: "Mr. Lieutenant, I don't know when you will leave the town, I can send you out."
Chapter completed!