The Reichev Battalion of the Parachute Brigade successfully crossed the river without any accidents.
The river water comes from the melted snow water in the upper reaches. It has to be said that the river water is very cool. The Russians seem to be naturally not afraid of the cold. After the soldiers came ashore, they washed the mud off their feet with the riverside and took off their pants to wring out the water as much as possible.
After landing, the Soviet troops took ten minutes to change their clothes and the march continued.
"Everyone, please hold on, follow my guide, and we will reach our destination soon!" Reichev greeted his people. In fact, he did not know where the guerrilla camp was.
Denipla Swamp is a triangular swamp area. Its environment is very similar to the core area of Pripet Swamp, that is, woods and ponds coexist, and there are many small waterways in the process.
The area here is not large, but the roads are very winding. There are even no clear roads here. Even so, Ivaniko still knows the way very well.
Now, the sun has set and the sky is dark. Tepunov looks at his watch and it is already half past eight in the evening!
Tepunov caught up with Ivaniko who was leading the way: "We have already spent too much time, how long do we have until we reach your camp?"
"About half an hour."
"Okay, let's hurry up and get on our way."
Tepunov was following behind the guerrillas. There was still half an hour left? His legs kept stopping and his mind was spinning rapidly. He suddenly asked: "It was almost eight o'clock when we landed. Is your camp?
It’s less than an hour away from the Sori River? The Germans can’t find you?”
"Of course!" Ivaniko said proudly: "You should have noticed that the road I took you is very tortuous. There are almost no roads here. The enemy does not know the fastest path to our camp. Besides, we also
Some sentries have been deployed. If an enemy situation is discovered, report it immediately, and the residents of the entire camp will evacuate quickly."
"I see."
"Besides, the last time we were attacked was in spring. Since then, if we didn't provoke the enemy, the enemy would not attack us. If we hadn't run out of food, they wouldn't have left the swamp.
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Now, Tepunov finally understands the attitude of this group of people. They once took large-scale proactive actions, but after being strangled by the enemy and some of their personnel being massacred, the entire guerrilla brigade fell into a trough. After all, they were still willing to fight, but in the struggle
You must fill your stomach before.
The boots of the Soviet army caused quite a stir. Hundreds of people suddenly appeared in the swamp, which not only frightened some waterfowl, but also was discovered by the sentries of the guerrilla brigade.
During this time, the roar of cannons in Loev City and the thick smoke rising in the direction of the city made the refugees in the Dnipra swamp not far away worried.
Who is at war with whom? They don't know, and because the team that went to grab food has not returned yet, the people in the camp can't help but worry about their own safety.
The Soviet troops who went deep into the swamp were discovered by guerrilla sentries. In the dim light, the sentries could not see the identities of these people. However, when the sentries saw that most of these people basically wore boat-shaped hats on their heads, they were massacred by puppet troops in the past.
The horrors came to mind one after another!
In the afterglow of the setting sun, the guerrilla sentries made a serious misjudgment. They could not understand that the visitor was wearing an earth-green military uniform, and simply and crudely defined him as an enemy.
Here at the Soviet Army, the vigilant Tepunov suddenly heard some rustling. He quickly consulted: "Squad leader, is it time to arrive at your camp?"
"Yes. Sir, please be ready."
Take some rustling sounds, which are the abnormal noises caused by the sentries running wildly in the grass. At this time, in the guerrilla camp, the residents are preparing today's dinner.
The sentry ran over with a frightened expression and shouted: "Everyone, run! Those traitors are coming to kill us!"
For a moment, the women screamed one after another, and the men grabbed sticks.
The guerrilla brigade captain, who was also the original village chief. This sixty-year-old man named Ivansky raised his arms and shouted: "Everyone, hurry up and go to the next shelter! Don't bring anything with you. It's important to save your life! Men, take cover."
Girls and children. People with guns, stay behind and cover me!"
The guerrilla camp exploded, some people ran away, and some were still reluctant to part with the few bottles and cans they had.
Their noise aroused the Soviet army's idea, and Tepunov immediately ordered a platoon to investigate directly without following the guerrillas!
The Soviet soldiers ran in the direction of the sound. The noise gradually disappeared and was replaced by the smell of food, specifically fish.
They soon arrived at the guerrilla camp.
This is a camp located in a small forest. The bonfire is still burning, and there are some clay pots and even glass bottles scattered on the ground. There are also some shacks built with branches, and even the trees are still hanging.
A clothesline with many rags hanging down on it.
The platoon leader felt that there was something strange here, and he immediately ordered the entire team to squat and stand by until the large troops arrived.
Seeing the scene of empty buildings, Tepunov was momentarily confused.
"Ivaniko, this is your camp? Where are the people? Have they all run away?"
"This..." Ivaniko was of course even more confused. He analyzed: "Perhaps our noise was too loud and scared everyone away? We are indeed very cautious!"
"Damn it!" Tepunov stomped his feet and complained, "I was ordered to take you away from this damn barren swamp, but you all ran away! We are not Germans! Ivaniko!"
"Sir, you called me?"
"Yes. Now tell me, where will your people flee to? Look, the bonfire here is burning brightly, and the fish soup in some clay pots has not been eaten yet. They have clearly just escaped! Otherwise, there are bottles and jars here.
I have to take them all away."
"I think they can't run far." Ivaniko analyzed, "However, they are likely to run to another shelter. I just explained to you that we have multiple shelters. This is how we avoid being killed.
key."
"I don't care so much! I have to carry out my mission. Now you can find a way to find them out for me. Our army must recruit your team according to the law!"
"Okay, I'll give it a try. I hope there's still someone nearby watching us secretly."
"I also hope they won't shoot me!" Tepunov pinched his waist and continued to scan...
Just as Tepunov feared, some gunmen were indeed ambushing in the grass. The light was too dim. Furthermore, these armed civilians had been short of food and clothing for a long time. Due to malnutrition, their night vision was very poor.
There are more than 400 people in the guerrilla brigade, and more than 50 people have to hide because they are running slowly or are reluctant to part with their belongings. They don't dare to be exposed rashly, especially a few women with children, let alone the gunmen.
They dared to open fire rashly. Everyone prayed in their hearts, hoping that these "enemies" would leave after smashing them, because it would soon get dark.
Ivaniko estimated that his compatriots must be hiding in the surrounding grass, so he ordered his people to shout loudly, and he himself shouted even more vigorously.
"Don't be afraid, everyone, I am Ivaniko, and I have brought our Soviet Red Army in! They are going to take us out, and we will no longer have to worry about food and clothes in the future!"
Similar shouts came one after another, and then the nearby grass remained unmoved. It seemed that there was no one hiding there at all.
They had been shouting for several minutes, but Tepunov did not want to waste time. He urged: "If it still doesn't work, I will have to ask the troops to search! My patience is limited. If I can't find it, I can only think that they
They all fled. I had no choice but to survey the environment here myself."