Chapter 132: unsuccessful sneak attack

  Chapter 132 Unsuccessful sneak attack

  Sokov led his troops to the vicinity of the transfer station and joined the reconnaissance team staying here.

When Christopher saw Sokov appear, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute him, and reported in accordance with the regulations: "Comrade Battalion Commander, Christopher reports to you that the reconnaissance team has successfully completed the reconnaissance mission, please instruct !"

  But what happened next not only surprised Christopher, but also surprised the commanders and fighters around him. I saw Sokov stepped forward, raised his fist to hit Christopher on the shoulder, and punched him hard a few times, knocking him staggering. Just when everyone was confused, they heard Sokov pointing at the other party and said angrily: "You took the reconnaissance team to the enemy's rear, why didn't you contact the battalion headquarters, so I thought you died."

  When Christopher was punched by Sokov, he was also a little confused. He didn't know what he did wrong, but he let the battalion commander beat him as soon as he met. But when he heard Sokov's voice change due to excitement, and saw the other party's hand stretched out, he immediately understood that the other party was worried about his own safety, not really angry with him. His eye circles were red, and he grinned and said to Sokov, "Comrade Battalion Commander, I'm fine." After speaking, he took the other's outstretched hand.

   Sokov grabbed Christopher's hand, slammed it into his arms, and gave him a warm hug. The reason why Sokov lost his composure was because Christopher was one of the first people he met after he came to this time and space. In the battle of Khimki, among his comrades who fought side by side, only Seryozha, Oleg and Christopher survived. Therefore, Sokov, who cherishes this friendship in battle, will have trouble sleeping and eating every day when Christopher leads the team deep into the enemy's rear and there is no news for a long time. It wasn't until he received the telegram from Christopher that the stone in his heart fell to the ground.

After the hug was over, Sokov took a step back, and asked Christopher with a straight face: "Have you figured out the situation at the German army transfer station?" Hearing, "Company commanders, come to me." Andrei and Vasily were in the crowd, and when they heard Sokov's shout, they squeezed out quickly.

   Several people found a secluded place to squat down. Christopher held a flashlight in one hand and drew a sketch of the transfer station on the snow with the other, explaining the distribution of German troops and firepower configuration to everyone in detail.

Sokov waited for Christopher to finish introducing the situation, pointed to the sketch map on the ground, and assigned combat tasks to the two company commanders in a normal tone: "... There are only more than forty enemies in the transfer station, and half of them are at the moment. The enemy is sleeping, so the second company has to deal with at most 20 enemies... The machine gun company is divided into two groups, ambush on the roads on the east and west sides of the transfer station, and block the enemies who may come for reinforcements. "

  After assigning the task, he raised his head, looked at the two company commanders and asked, "Do you have any questions?"

  Andrei, who was in charge of the sneak attack on the transfer station, already knew the situation of the target after listening to Christopher's narration, so when he heard Sokov's question, he immediately shook his head and said, "I have no problem."

   Vasily, who was in charge of the blocking mission, asked Christopher a series of questions to learn more about the distribution of German forces, suitable ambush locations, and so on. After getting the answer he wanted, Vasya also raised his head and said to Sokov: "Comrade battalion commander, I have no problem."

   "Commrades company commanders," Sokov stood up and said to the two company commanders: "Now that the mission is clear, let's prepare for battle. I will stay here and wait for your good news."

  The two company commanders also stood up quickly, straightened their backs, and replied loudly: "Yes!"

  Sokov would like to personally participate in the battle to seize the transfer station, but considering that the troops are fighting in an unfamiliar environment at night, chaos is likely to occur, and there must be a person in the middle to coordinate and command. Therefore, he could only stay in place with regrets and wait for the final result of the battle.

   A platoon leader, Griza, led a dozen soldiers, cut through the barbed wire, and got into the area where supplies were piled up. They cleverly avoided the German searchlights, hid in the shadows that the searchlights could not reach, and carefully observed the surrounding environment. Five sentries with guns walked listlessly back and forth in the aisle among the goods.

  Grisa designated a target for each of his subordinates, and then stroked his neck with his index finger, signaling to kill these sentries with a knife. Several soldiers around, after seeing Griza's gesture, nodded, one by one, carefully avoiding the light of the searchlight, approaching the sentinel.

  The Germans probably never dreamed that there would be a sneak attack here, so they were not very vigilant. It took the soldiers less than a minute to deal with all five sentries in the cargo yard. Seeing that the sentries in the cargo yard were eliminated, Griza focused on the two sentry towers next to the cargo yard. The searchlights on the two sentry towers swept back and forth, so that the road to the German soldiers' residence was always under the light of the lights.

  He called the other two soldiers to the front, and ordered them in a low voice: "One of you is in charge of a sentry tower, and go kill the German soldiers on it. Remember, don't shoot."

  The sentry tower on the left was quickly occupied. But when capturing the sentry tower on the right, something happened. When the soldiers climbed up the wooden ladder, they alarmed the sentries above. The sentry raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was not time for the guard to change, so why did someone come up. Out of curiosity, he casually asked below.

  Unexpectedly, the soldier who was climbing up could not understand German. When he heard the sentry yell, he thought he had been discovered, so he quickly pointed the submachine gun hanging on his chest at the sentry and fired a short burst. Although the sentry fell in response, the sound of gunfire in the dead of night was magnified countless times. The sentry at the entrance of the transfer station heard gunshots from the direction of the sentry box, and immediately realized that something was wrong, quickly hid in the sandbag fortification, and fired a warning shot into the sky.

  The German soldiers sleeping in the wooden hut heard the gunshots outside and guessed that they might have been attacked. Many people rushed out with weapons without even bothering to put on their clothes. Unexpectedly, as soon as they rushed to the door, they were blocked by crossfire from the left and right guard towers, and four or five people fell down immediately. The rest were all retracted into the house.

  The Germans did not wait to die. After they retreated into the house, they smashed the window glass, stretched out their guns from the window, and fired aimlessly at the outside to prevent the sneak attacking Soviet army from rushing in. The German commander, a second lieutenant, picked up the phone hanging on the wall and tried to call for help from nearby troops. When he picked up the phone, he realized that there was no sound at all, and the telephone line had been cut off by the Soviet army who was attacking.

  The German troops blocked in the house by the crossfire from the sentry tower made them a turtle in an urn. Griza rushed to the window with the fighters, threw a few grenades in, and after a series of explosions, the resistance inside ceased. The German soldiers who were not killed hurriedly waved the white flag to surrender.

   Sokov, who was waiting for the news in the forest, couldn't help but feel anxious when he heard the intensive gunshots coming from the direction of the transfer station. He knew very well in his heart that such a big movement would definitely alarm the nearby enemies, and it would not be long before enemy reinforcements would come from different directions. The dangers of hugging dumplings.

  (end of this chapter)