The battle ended quickly. After a battle, all the soldiers were panting and everyone's body bones were very warm.⊥,
"All of you immediately start cleaning the battlefield and collect everything that can be used. Escort all the prisoners to me!" Yang Mingzhi ordered.
The battle ended at 4:30 in the morning, several hours before the sun rose.
After Yang Mingzhi handed over the mission, he sat on the snowdrift by himself. The soldiers had already gone to perform the mission, and he estimated that there would be almost no casualties in this battle.
The radio operator was called to his side. "Send a report to your home immediately and tell the division commander that we have achieved great success! The enemy has been completely annihilated!"
At this moment, Yevlov was also very anxious. The battle was bound to start that night, and he was waiting for news of the victory of the troops. So he waited in the telegraph room, waiting for a coded telegram, or simply a plain language broadcast.
Because of the victory, the radio operator was extremely excited. When Yevlov heard the report in Russian, he couldn't help showing a happy expression.
Yelentina was also waiting for news. She lay on the table to rest. Yevlov gently patted her awake.
"What? Is the battle over?"
"That's right, a great victory. Those were a bunch of local chickens and dogs. We used a little trick to annihilate them all."
Yelentina's heart was relieved. She was really worried about the military operation that was carried out at more than ten degrees below zero. At such a low temperature, the blood flowing in the blood vessels of the compatriots was not antifreeze oil. Unexpectedly, they still overcame the difficulties with strength and defeated
enemy.
She raised her body and stretched her muscles, her face slowly showing warmth. "Then, they will be back soon."
"Yes, Berekov will definitely solve the battlefield quickly and return. And..."
"And what?"
"They are likely to capture some prisoners of war, and we can get some intelligence from these people," Yevlov said.
As the enemy tried to infiltrate into the swamp, its composition was known to the scouts. There were defectors and German soldiers. The two were very easy to distinguish. The defectors were completely in civilian clothes, dressed like ordinary citizens wearing shuba.
, the Nazi armband on his left arm confirmed his identity as a Nazi accomplice.
As for the German army, they are still waiting for German-made steel helmets. The very strange thing is that these guys are even wearing neat gray military uniforms, which are the winter military uniforms of the German army. It is already snowy here, and they seem to be deliberately exposing themselves, or they are being stereotyped.
Honor. Dressed in gray, it is very easy to expose oneself in the white snow.
After analyzing this information, Yevlov and Yelentina were completely convinced that these guys were the pathfinders. After everyone saw it, there was actually a powerful guerrilla force in the swamp, and the Germans should be fully aware of it. After all, it had been months.
Since then, the 284th Division has carried out many major operations, and the German army should be aware of this.
This time the enemy is here to explore the way, so eat them in one go.
Yelentina couldn't help but fell silent after listening to Yevlov's words.
"There are also Soviets in the enemy's ranks, traitors to these countries." She frowned and clenched her teeth.
Yevlov's expression was not so ferocious. He poured two glasses of hot water and put them on the table. "My political commissar, you don't have to be too angry. Those people's positions are problematic, and their handling will be in accordance with our regulations.
But you don’t have to be angry with yourself, it will hurt your body.”
"I still can't accept it." Yelentina's voice was loud. "If it weren't for the great motherland and Ulyanov, these guys would have been killed by the White Army. It was the Red Army that gave them a new life. But the invaders came
They burned, killed and looted, but they were willing to become the enemy's accomplices to massacre their former compatriots. How hateful this is."
"Just an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. Jelentina, when Belekov brings the prisoners back, you can set up a court and sentence those bastards to death. But you also have to think longer term, I'm afraid the prisoners won't
There are many of them, and there may be Germans inside. How to deal with these invaders, whether to kill them or to keep them, you need to decide."
Yelentina calmed down. It was true that as a political commissar, she had great power outside of fighting. She had to think further, because it was very simple to sentence these prisoners to death. The key was how to make use of them.
On the other hand, Yang Mingzhi used his rest time to eat some solid food.
In this battle, his two female snipers demonstrated the qualities of a sniper. They were hiding and firing cold shots, and many enemies had no idea who had shot them.
"I hit twenty this time! I used up three magazines," Natasha said.
"So, I shot less than you, with three magazines hitting fifteen. Sure enough, it's because I don't train too much." Star Tao sighed slightly.
Yang Mingzhi pinched the little faces of the two girls. He could tell that Natasha was a little unhappy, and Yang Tao was indeed in high spirits.
"You two are both heroes. If you train more in the future, you can become the new Simon Haye."
The two of them didn't know who the name was, and Natasha thought it was a Soviet. Unexpectedly, that man was indeed an enemy of the Soviet Union, but as a sniper, his record of 500 kills was astonishing.
"There is actually such a person who killed five hundred Red Army soldiers with just a Mosin-Nagant without a telescope. Such a person is really scary. If I hit him, wouldn't I be a hero?"
Natasha looked shocked and envious, even a little eager to try.
"Girl, please don't worry. That man has been injured and can no longer go to the battlefield. That man is the same as the two of you. They are both hunters and are born with farsightedness. It's dim tonight, but you can still achieve such a result.
At least two bullets hit an enemy. In this environment, hitting the torso will definitely kill the enemy."
Yang Mingzhi explained to them the issue of how many bullets to kill an enemy. At least in World War II, it took 20,000 bullets to destroy an enemy.
"Heavy machine guns can cover the enemy's positions with firepower, so that the enemies dare not raise their heads, because everyone knows that a hasty charge of flesh and blood equals massacre. And snipers often only have one chance." Yang Mingzhi pointed to the girl's SVT rifle, "Yours
A semi-automatic rifle can be used as a sniper rifle, but it is only a precision rifle at best. At a long distance, it is not as effective as the Mosin Nagant. The difference is that if you miss a shot, you can quickly make up for it, while the Mosin Nagant
Gan can complete a thousand-meter sniper attack, but he only has one chance."
The two were enlightened by what they heard. Yang Tao warned the two of them some written sniper skills from later generations, and they were left to think about the rest.
The soldiers searched among the corpses and took away everything of value. They checked each corpse, stripped off their clothes, and opened all the pockets. Pens and watches were the most desired, but they found the most
It's still bullets.
This is also a good thing. The more bullets, the better, and the more firearms, the better.
The soldiers captured some people who were pretending to be dead, and several soldiers even found a still warm body among the dead.
"I bet this guy is not dead. The other corpses are already like lumps of ice, but this one is still warm. What do you think, Ivan?"
"You can kick him. Lebed, you can kick him there. If this guy is pretending to be dead, a kick from there will definitely make him scream like a slaughtered pig."
The soldier named Lebed smiled evilly and kicked the "dead corpse" on the crotch.
Henschel still thought that he could get away with it and prayed that all these enemies would leave, so he got up and ran back. As a result, they kicked him in the crotch, which was extremely painful.
"Ah!" Henschel said with a long voice, his body was not controlled by his consciousness at all, and he immediately curled up into a ball and wailed.
"Let me tell you, this guy dressed as an officer is just pretending." Soldier Ivan winked, and several soldiers immediately brought this guy to Yang Mingzhi. (To be continued.)u