After saluting the military salute, Natasha felt better. But when she continued to inspect the wreckage of the tank, she suddenly discovered a small section of a broken finger under a broken road wheel.
"It's his finger!"
Natasha lost control of her emotions again and couldn't help but kneel on the ground and cry again.
Is she lucky or unlucky? Natasha recalled a lot. Her survival to this day largely depends on the sacrifice of her comrades. Natasha has witnessed too many people who sacrificed their lives for the survival of their comrades. Some people and her
The relationship is quite good. The cruelty of war is shown in the most straightforward form, and life and death are indeed in an instant.
After all, she is a girl who is barely seventeen years old, and girls of this age are sentimental. After Igor comforted her, Natasha's mood finally recovered. Because the webmaster was still going on, she had to adjust her mentality and continue fighting.
After the large forces arrived here, Lavrenti ordered the troops to inspect the battlefield again. He himself contacted the headquarters and reported the situation here and some analysis of the troops.
After reading the telegram, Yang Mingzhi had reason to believe that the German army was setting up defenses in the woods. There might be resistance to the raid on Loev. However, any resistance was not an excuse to delay the action. Due to the current situation, Yang Mingzhi insisted on the order. After giving them
In the call back, it was clearly stated: The attack time cannot be advanced or postponed!
After reading the commander's reply, Lavrenti couldn't help complaining to deputy commander Yevgeny: "The commander ordered us to act according to the original time. It's really bad. In the past, if we act in advance, we will get his performance, but this time it is really forbidden."
"The commander should have other considerations."
"Maybe, the commander always thinks too much, and sometimes this is not a good thing. Just like this operation, the commander is still too conservative."
Yevgeny shook his head: "As soldiers, we should not have too many opinions about ourselves. We must carry out the commander's orders."
"Yes, let's move on. First of all, we have to make sure there are no enemies blocking the front, because our Shark Rocket Launcher can't reach three kilometers at all."
The Soviet army resumed its march. Starting at 9:30 in the morning, the previous marching column was gone and replaced by an offensive formation. The chief and deputy regimental commanders each led two battalions, forming a parallel "big triangle". As the vanguard, Balzena
More than a hundred people were reminded that the possibility of finding enemies ahead was extremely high.
In fact, despite Lavrenti's nagging, Balzen had already acquiesced that there must be enemies ahead. The long battle had even given him a sixth sense that could predict the enemy's presence.
"The enemy must exist!" Natasha thought silently in her mind. She held the steel gun with the safety on tightly. She could enter combat mode in a second, and she was authorized to shoot immediately if she found any abnormality.
All the scouts had their backs hunched and their eyes staring straight ahead. The forests in the cold temperate zone were very dense, but there were very few shrubs on the ground. They groped their way forward along the road hit by the German tanks, and their marching speed slowed down.
Slow. They had no reason to move quickly. They still had seven kilometers to reach the limit of the shark rocket's attack range, and six hours before the prescribed attack time. They had plenty of time to wander.
But the German army does exist!
Suddenly, the far-sighted Natasha saw a suddenly shaking black figure in the distance through the gap between the tree trunks. Although it only flashed past, she instinctively felt that there was danger. She quickly fell to the ground, and the others.
"Igor, no! It's the enemy!"
"Enemy?" Igor quickly picked up the telescope, shook his head and said, "Dear, I didn't see anything."
Because it was discovered that one group suddenly stopped advancing, three nearby groups stopped one after another. In just ten seconds, the entire reconnaissance battalion stopped moving.
Balzen, who was leaning back, guessed that Natasha must have noticed something unusual. He carefully sneaked to the first row and rushed to the position where Natasha was lying on her stomach.
I saw that the girl at this moment had already set up her rifle, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the passage created by the tank.
Balzen raised his telescope, but like Igor, he saw nothing.
"Natasha, have you found the enemy?"
"I'm not sure, but I saw the moving shadow."
"Shadow? Could it be some wild beast? Grizzly bears or wild boars are also common in Belarusian forests. For example, if you kill a particularly huge one, I ate ten kilograms of pork leg meat." Balzen still said this with a smile.
, but his words did not cause any psychological fluctuations in the girl.
Natasha said calmly: "The commander warned me that sniping is an act, and sometimes it can be achieved with a pistol. The most important thing for an excellent sniper is not only marksmanship, but also battlefield awareness. It may be the sniper's intuition, or a woman
Instinctively, I thought what I was seeing was a German scout."
"Okay. If it is really the German army, we will find out soon." Balzen called a few soldiers: "You guys, inform each team and prepare for battle. Tell the soldiers to leave a few alive for interrogation.
"
What Natasha saw was indeed a German reconnaissance unit. Specifically, it was a reconnaissance platoon of the division-affiliated reconnaissance battalion of the 634th Division, with only forty soldiers. This small group of German troops was ordered by the division commander to follow the SS59 Regiment.
traces of tank tracks, looking for their final destination. They learned that they might encounter Soviet guerrillas, so they were naturally cautious in their actions when searching south.
But no matter how careful he was, even if he wore green and black camouflage uniforms and his helmet was covered with a camouflage net, he still could not escape the eyes of the Soviet scouts.
Gradually, Balzen also saw those shaking figures. He couldn't help but cling to the ground and muttered: "What the hell, they are indeed Germans. These guys are still wearing camouflage uniforms. Are they some kind of elite force?"
Natasha remained unmoved. She had already aimed at a target and whispered: "Batalion Commander, I can shoot. Please give me the order."
"Don't worry yet." Balzen placed the telescope on the moss at the root of the tree again. Thanks to the cloudy day today, no one will worry about the reflection of the lens. "The soldiers are waiting for my order. When I tell you to fire, everything will happen."
When the camp fires."
Balzen deliberately brings his enemies closer to annihilate them quickly, but battles don't always go his way.
Murderous aura, a very mysterious thing, sometimes really exists, causing the dozens of figures who were advancing cautiously to suddenly fall to the ground.
Balzen was shocked: "Oops, are we exposed?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a bullet flew over. Natasha reacted almost instantly, cleverly turned around and hid behind the big tree. The bullet hit the trunk of the tree hard and splashed
Got a lot of sawdust.
"Ah...ah! I almost got killed!" Natasha held the steel gun tightly and gasped. Her heart rate increased instantly, causing her whole body to tremble.
Igor was also lying down to tighten his crown: "Natasha, could it be that we were exposed?"
"Exposed? How is that possible?!"
Natasha gritted her teeth, took off her helmet, and breathed a long sigh of relief: "It seems that the Germans also have powerful snipers. They encountered a tough situation this time."
Balzen turned his face sideways and asked nervously: "Natasha, can we kill this enemy?"
"It should work, just use this helmet as bait!"
However, the girl was holding a steel helmet filled with grass and looking at the surrounding environment from the corner of her eyes, and suddenly an idea came to her mind.
She slapped the helmet hard and cursed.
"Natasha, there's no point in swearing in this state."
"Igor, I'm so stupid! Really! I'm so stupid. It was us who exposed the whole camp. The grass on the helmets is the reason. We are in a dense forest, where can there be such tall grass!"
Hearing this, Igor Balzen suddenly realized that it was so abnormal that green grass appeared at the roots of the big tree!