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Chapter 409 Crossing the River (1)

Although such an order to forcibly cross the river in broad daylight and then immediately launch an attack on the important positions guarded by German sticks just sounds a bit unreliable.

But Hu Biao knew very well that on the battlefield, tasks are tasks, and bargaining is not allowed. Even if these tasks are wrong, they must be carried out.

Especially the Maozi family during World War II was such a magical place.

If he dared to disobey orders? Hu Biao was very sure: in the previous second, he could still affectionately call himself, "Comrade Hu Biao, Acting Platoon Leader".

He would not hesitate to take out the T33 pistol from the holster on his waist and directly enforce battlefield discipline on himself.

Then, no matter whether Hu Biao resists or not resists at that time, this system mission will be considered complete.

Therefore, Hu Biao could only start to join in the process of greeting with the soles of his feet and forcibly waking up all the team members and recruits with a belly of depression.

Nothing else! These exhausted personnel have now fallen asleep, and there is no way to wake them up by shouting.

And after forcibly waking up Xu Feng, AT, Jason and others with the soles of their big feet.

After Hu Biao thought of something, in the ears of these people who were still in a state of confusion and were not very awake, he explained like this...

About half an hour later, Hu Biao and the rest of the group appeared on the pier in shock.

On such a pier, which can be said to be full of craters due to long-term bombing by the Germans, they saw a scalp-numbing scene.

For example:

There were mottled bloodstains everywhere on the dock, as well as the pungent smell of blood, and big-headed flies that screamed "buzzing~"; God knows! How many times this place has been attacked, and how many people have died here.

Among them, in the surrounding positions, on the positions of anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns, the Maozi family soldiers nervously looking at the sky can illustrate something.

What worries Hu Biao and the others even more is on the river.

Not only were there a large number of tattered corpses and broken limbs floating on the river, showing how dangerous such a process of crossing the river was.

More importantly, these people saw their future tool for crossing the river.

Some wooden boats can only rely on paddles. The larger ones can only accommodate dozens of people, while the smaller ones can only accommodate five or six people.

There are a lot of wooden boats like this, and they are lined up for a long distance on the pier.

Seeing such a posture, Hu Biao understood that the Maozi people were not in control of the surrounding areas. As long as they were boats that could float on the river, these people found them.

What the heck! There aren’t even some coal-fired steamships among them.

So the question is? When they cross the river in these slow wooden boats and face air attacks by German soldiers, will their little preparation be of any use?

As for what their preparations are? The answer will come soon.

When Hu Biao and his group gathered from nowhere, they basically looked like new recruits, with at least more than 2,000 people in their ranks.

Amidst the shouts of those big trumpets, they surged towards the ship.

Suddenly, someone directly stopped the Zhongzhou team that was moving together.

It was a bearded Warrant Officer Mao Zi who raised an arm and shouted at Xu Feng and others: "Soldier, stop! Put down these rags in your hands, otherwise they will be too heavy and the ship will not be able to carry many people.

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The preparations that Hu Biao and his team made were just the preparations they made when they came all the way.

Some steel products were found from some bombed-out cars and houses; because time has passed in a hurry, these things do not look very decent.

Because they are all car doors, iron pots, steel plates, etc.

The purpose of bringing them is, of course, to block bullets after an air raid arrives.

Even Hu Biao actually knows that the bulletproof functions of car doors and iron pots are really not very good, and they only have a little psychological comfort effect.

But then again, it’s better than nothing, right?

The problem is that judging from the current situation, if they don't have any means, they can't even use this unreliable method.

In his eagerness, Hu Biao frantically groped around on his body, and in the end he could only take out the pack of 11 sand cigarettes left.

This thing seems to be the most valuable material currently on Hu Biao's possession.

On the way here, Hu Biao smoked tobacco that he got from touching corpses, rolled it into a trumpet with cigarette paper, and smoked it.

I instinctively saved this pack of cigarettes, and now it’s time to put this pack of cigarettes to use.

After stuffing such a pack of cigarettes into the opponent's pocket, Hu Biao hurriedly said:

"Comrade Warrant Officer, after bringing these things, each ship will carry a few fewer people; but if it encounters an air attack by the Germans, more people can survive, which is better than nothing."

It’s more cost-effective to bring.”

I don’t know, but it was the half pack of sand cigarettes disguised as the famous brand ‘Lucky Strike’ that had a good effect.

Or maybe it was the string of explanations from Hu Biao's mouth that allowed Warrant Officer Mao Zi to figure out a simple math problem.

Anyway, after hesitating for a few seconds, he finally put down his hand that stopped everyone, and shouted in his mouth: "Follow me, let us find a big ship."

Then, they rushed towards a large boat that could seat about fifty or sixty people on the left side of the pier.

But when they boarded the ship, Hu Biao and the others found helplessly that the Zhongzhou team had to separate.

Because there are already about forty people sitting on such a ship, no matter how many people there are in the Zhongzhou team, they can only squeeze in half of them.

Hu Biao looked around and saw that there didn't seem to be any ships nearby that could accommodate everyone in the team.

Finally, under the impatient urging of the warrant officer, Hu Biao yelled at Yang Dongli: "Lao Yang, take half of the people to the boat next door and greet them as well as you can."

When Yang Dongli nodded, Hu Biao was already following Xu Feng and others, jumping towards the ship in front of him one by one.

After the last one chased the wind, he reluctantly squeezed into this boat.

Several boatmen operating wooden boats hastily untied the ropes tied to the dock and allowed such a wooden boat to leave the dock.

Come to think of it, they also know very well what such a daytime crossing means.

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The sound of splashing water, "wow, wah," was the movement of hundreds of oars from hundreds of wooden boats, driven hard by the boatmen.

For a moment, it seemed that the only sound left in the ears of Lang Qing, who was sitting halfway on the boat.

As a military fan, he is certainly aware of the current embarrassing situation for people like him.

Sitting on such a broken ship without any anti-aircraft firepower, once encountering an air attack by German gunmen, it can be said that it is like being put on a chopping board. The situation is even worse than the previous situation in the train car.

The ferry crossing on the Volga River in front of us, although it is in a relatively narrow area in a long stretch of river.

But at this speed of the wooden boat, it would take at least ten minutes to complete the crossing.

So after realizing the above situation, he could only silently hope for one thing in his heart: God bless him, and the German air raids will definitely not come.

The problem is that based on his knowledge, as long as the German players have normal IQs, they will not give up such a good attack opportunity.

Therefore, instead of hoping that the German planes will not come, it is better to rely on the mobile bunker in his hand:

Such a pitch-black cauldron was an object he temporarily pulled out from a collapsed house.

When it came time to encounter an air raid, he didn't know if it would be useful.

But when the time comes, if it is nailed to the skull, it can always give you some psychological comfort, right?


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