Hearing Guchakov's question, Luzsky raised his eyebrows, "Comrade Lieutenant, can you be more specific?"
"For example, the enemy's command, military camp, warehouse, etc.," Guchakov asked carefully: "Are there any of these military facilities nearby?"
Luzsky thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "No. The location of our village is relatively remote. Without the military facilities you mentioned, otherwise the Germans would not have left a group of Ukrainian soldiers in the village."
When Guchakov learned that there were no important military facilities nearby, he showed a disappointed expression on his face. He felt that he had chosen the wrong direction and led the team to a place far away from the important military facilities.
Just as he was disappointed, a guerrilla suddenly said to Luzsky: "Comrade Vice Captain, why have you forgotten that there is an enemy airport in the northwest?"
"Enemy's airport?!" The disappointed Guchakov heard the guerrillas mentioning the airport, as if someone had given a shot of a cardiotherapy. He immediately asked impatiently: "Where is it?"
"It's a little far away from here." Luzsky scratched the back of his head and replied, "In the northwest of the village, it's about forty or fifty kilometers away from here."
If it is an ordinary team, you will definitely give up when you hear such a long distance. After all, it will take at least a day to walk on two legs. However, the team is equipped with three armored vehicles, and this distance is not a big deal for them, and they can arrive in at most two hours.
Guchakov grabbed Luzsky's arm and asked excitedly: "Comrade Vice Captain, is there really an enemy airport in the northwest?"
"Yes," Luzsky nodded and replied affirmatively: "It is a newly built field airport, with about twenty or thirty anti-aircraft aircraft, which take off early in the morning and fly to the city for bombing."
After confirming that there was an airport nearby, Guchakov couldn't sit still. He quickly asked: "Comrade Vice Captain, can you send us a guide to take us to the enemy's airport?"
"Yes, I'll let Tolb lead you." Luzsky pointed at the guerrilla who mentioned the airport first. "He has been there before, and it's best to be a guide for you."
"Comrade Tolb," Guchakov turned his head and looked at the young guerrilla, asking in a friendly tone: "I wonder when you can set out?"
Tolb cast inquiring eyes at Ruzsky. Seeing the other party nodding slightly to express permission, he spoke: "Comrade Commander, the enemy's airport is too far from us. Even if we set out now, we will have to wait until tomorrow evening to reach our destination as soon as possible."
"We have armored vehicles." After Guchakov finished speaking, he said proudly: "It can arrive in just forty or fifty kilometers at most in two hours."
"But, you may encounter enemy checkpoints and patrols on the way." Tolb's reaction was a little slow. Guchakov had already said this, and he was still chattering: "How should we deal with it then?"
"Don't worry, Comrade Tolb." Guchakov said with a smile: "You haven't seen that we are wearing German uniforms. At such a distance from the front line, I think their vigilance should not be too high, and we can easily get through it."
"Comrade Lieutenant, since you are sure to arrive at the enemy's airport in a short time, that's great." Luzsky was very dissatisfied with seeing Tolbu Moji's appearance, and quickly interrupted, "If possible, you can set out overnight and reach your destination before dawn."
Guchakov called Samoilov aside and said to him: "Comrade Lieutenant, I will bring two armored vehicles and fifteen soldiers over, and the rest will stay here with you."
"No problem." Samoilov knew that Guchakov planned to use this place as a stronghold and there were not enough people to stay. The other party was afraid that the other party would not be relieved, so he replied casually: "I will keep here." After pausing for a moment, he asked tentatively, "Do you need to report this to the division headquarters?"
"Not for the time being." Guchakov shook his head and replied: "Now we are just listening to the comrades of the guerrillas saying that there is an airport nearby, but we still know nothing about what the situation is. For the sake of safety, we will not report this to our superiors for the time being."
Samoilov did not object to Guchakov's proposal. After nodding his agreement, he reminded Guchakov: "Comrade Lieutenant, what should these three comrades in the guerrilla team be dealt with?"
Samoilov's words reminded Guchakov that, except for one of the three comrades who were his own guide, the remaining two would definitely want to return to the guerrillas as soon as possible. If they were allowed to tell other members of the guerrillas that the Germans staying in the village were actually disguised by their own people, they would probably leak the news.
He thought for a long time and said cautiously: "Lieutenant, why don't we keep them here first and discuss how to deal with them after we come back from the enemy's airport?"
"I'm afraid this is inappropriate." Samoilov shook his head and said, "If they don't return, the comrades in the guerrillas would definitely think that something happened to them and might send someone to try to burn the barn. Tavlin and I can catch them, which is a great part of luck. If another group of people throws a mob here, I don't guarantee that there will be no casualties."
"What should we do?" Guchakov frowned: "The components of the guerrillas are too complicated. Who knows if there are any spies who have been involved? If the news about our here is revealed, we will not be able to stay here."
"Leave this matter to me." Seeing that Guchakov was helpless, Samoilov volunteered: "I will handle it properly."
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Guchakov took fifteen soldiers and took two armored vehicles, led by his guide Tolbu, and headed towards the airport in the distance. Before leaving, Guchakov found a German uniform and asked Tolbu to change into it. In this way, even if he encountered a real German patrol, he would not easily reveal his flaws.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the armored vehicle arrived at the entrance of the village, it met the German corporal and two Ukrainian soldiers. Seeing that the armored vehicle was about to leave the village, the German corporal blocked the car's way, raised his hand to salute Tavlin, and asked respectfully: "Mr. Lieutenant, it's so late, where are you going?"
"We just received the notice," Tavlin stood up and said to the German corporal standing in front of the car: "We found Russian guerrillas not far away from home. We were ordered to clear them. Make way quickly and don't delay our mission."
When he heard that the Second Lieutenant and the others were going to carry out combat missions, the German corporals did not dare to delay and quickly dodged to the side to make way for the armored vehicles. When the armored vehicles drove past him one by one, he raised his hand to salute the people in the car.
After the armored vehicle left the village, Tolb turned his head and looked at the back, and said to Guchakov with lingering fear: "Comrade Commander, I was scared just now. I have never seen living Germans so close to me."
Taflin's words aroused the curiosity of Tufflin. He asked in surprise: "Why, Comrade Tolb, have you never fought head-on with the Germans?"
"I'm not afraid of you making a joke," Looking at the young soldier in front of him wearing the German lieutenant's uniform, Tolb didn't know what the other party's rank was, but his position was probably not low, so he replied respectfully: "Our guerrillas' activities behind enemy lines are mainly to bury mines and destroy telephone lines, bridges, and railways. Although everyone has weapons, at least half of them have never fired a gun." At this point, his face turned slightly red, "I have never fired a gun, otherwise my reaction would not be so slow when you pointed a gun at my head."
Tolb's words caused a burst of laughter in the car, and Guchakov quickly stopped everyone: "Quiet, comrades, please keep quiet! It's late at night, and the sound that doesn't sound obvious during the day can be heard from a distance at this time. You don't want to be discovered by the Germans even though they are still far away, right?"
After the car returned to calm, Guchakov said to Taflin in a serious tone: "Comrade Sergeant, your task is to deal with the possible Germans. Besides that, I hope you can keep quiet. Do you understand?"
Tavlin, who was criticized by Guchakov, realized that he had made a mistake. Chatting in the car was so unscrupulous that it would be easily discovered by the Germans hiding on both sides of the road, which would cause a catastrophe to the squad. He quickly blushed and replied, "I understand, Comrade Lieutenant."
Under the guidance of Tolb, the armored vehicle drove for an hour and a half and then arrived at a place two kilometers away from the airport. Tolb pointed his hand at the place with the lights in front and said, "Comrade Commander, there is the German airport in the distance. You can't walk forward anymore, otherwise you will be discovered by the German police force."
Knowing that the enemy's airport was right in front, Guchakov quickly stood up and raised his telescope to look into the distance. He quickly saw clearly that the brightly lit airport was filled with various types of aircraft on one side of the runway, and the German ground crew were busy adding fuel and mounting bullets to the aircraft to prepare for the attack after dawn.
When Guchakov was observing the airport, Tolb said from the side: "Comrade Commander, you can see clearly. The enemy is very cautious near the airport. Some time ago, we had a sabotage team, trying to lay mines on the roads entering and leaving the airport, but was discovered by the guards. All five members of the sabotage team were sacrificed, and none of them could escape."
"Comrade Tolb," Taflin, who was standing beside Guchakov, whispered: "What the hell do you want to say?"
"Since you already know where the enemy's airport is, can we go back?" Talflin asked in a low voice: "Anyway, we can't do anything we stay here."
As soon as Tolb finished speaking, he saw Guchakov put down his telescope and turned around. Just when Tolb thought Guchakov would give a retreat order, he unexpectedly heard the other party say: "Comrades, build the launch position here. Four launch tubes, each launching three rockets, must destroy all the planes on the airport."
"Starting position?!" After hearing Guchakov's words clearly, Tolb was stunned. When he turned his head and tried to ask Taflin what kind of launch position to build here, he saw soldiers on two armored vehicles jumping out of the vehicle and put two tripods more than ten meters away from the vehicle. Two launch tubes were fixed on each tripod.
"Comrade Commander," Tolb saw the busy soldiers under the car, grabbed Guchakov and asked curiously: "What are they doing?"
Guchakov had no time to popularize science for Tolbu. He just smiled faintly and said lightly: "Comrade Tolbu, be calm and you will understand soon."
A few minutes later, the gunner reported to Guchakov, who was standing in the carriage of the armored vehicle: "Comrade Lieutenant, the target has been locked, and all the launch cylinders are ready for launch."
Guchakov looked at the airport in the distance, then nodded, and issued a launch order to the gunner: "Flash!"
Four rockets whizzed out of the launcher, dragging their long flame tails and flew towards the airport far away. Before the rocket hit the target, the loaders stuffed the new rocket into the launcher and recalibrated and aimed.
The German ground crew busy at the airport heard a strange scream from the air, and couldn't help but stop working in their hands and looked at the flying objects in the air curiously. Before they could react, the rocket landed on the ground and exploded. In the rising flames, the planes near the explosion were blown to pieces. The bombs and gasoline barrels were detonated, and the flying shrapnel cut down the soldiers around them and smashed the planes into a sea of ​​fire. The burning gasoline turned the surroundings into a sea of ​​fire.
Guchakov and others have seen such scenes many times and can remain calm, but as a guide, Talkbu has seen these things, and he was stunned by what happened in front of him. After a long time, he spoke tremblingly: "Comrade Commander, I really didn't expect that you have weapons that can strike the enemy so far, which is simply great!"
"Continue to launch! You must destroy the enemy's airport in the shortest time!" Guchakov shouted at the busy soldiers below, then stood up and said to Tolbu: "Comrade Tolbu, if you have seen how we used to sneak attack on the enemy, you will not be surprised."
After a series of rockets were launched, the enemy's airport turned into a sea of ​​fire, and all the planes parked on the runway were destroyed, and no one in ten ground crews in the airport were left. The troops serving as guards around the airport found that the airport was attacked and immediately rushed towards the airport, trying to extinguish the sky-sky fire inside.
Chapter completed!