Chapter 582

An hour later, our team, disguised as German wounded, set out in the captured German truck.

We had two trucks, each with ten drivers. In order to look more like us, we were carrying all the captured German equipment.

I dressed up as a German woman health worker and sat in the first truck. Before getting on the bus, busmanov, disguised as a German lieutenant, wanted me to sit in the cab. I waved my hand and answered, "Captain busmanov, please pay attention. You are posing as a German lieutenant, and I am just an ordinary health worker. There is no reason why a health officer should sit in the driver's cab while a second lieutenant should sit in the carriage. If he sits like this, our disguise will be seen through by the German army. " After hearing what I said, basmanov didn't insist and sat down as co pilot.

Due to the difficulties and dangers of this trip, I did not take lieutenant razumeyeva to the station this time, but one of her soldiers, Shula. Like me, Shura disguised herself as a female health worker and packed her telephone in a wooden box marked with the Red Cross.

As we crossed one of the shejerikov's regiments and entered the area where the German army was active, it was getting light.

Seeing the improvement of visibility, a soldier sitting next to me with bandages on his head asked nervously: "Comrade division, you see, it's all morning, so that the Germans can find us all the way."

I looked at the panicked soldier discontentedly, and then said lightly, "Comrade soldier, don't you see that we are all dressed up as wounded soldiers of the German army? Even if we meet the Germans, we are not afraid. They will never dream that we will dress up as wounded soldiers and go deep into their rear at such a time. "

"But what if they see through?" The soldier asked anxiously.

"What else can we do?" I photographed the submachine gun that I was afraid to put in the carriage, and said with disapproval: "then take up arms and fight with them, either they are destroyed by us, or we are all sacrificed." See me say so, that garrulous and timid soldier obediently shut up.

I looked at the soldier in front of me and asked curiously, "Comrade soldier, you look familiar. Have we met somewhere?"

"Yes, sir," the soldier wanted to stand up and answer my question, but I raised my hand to stop him, so he continued to sit in the carriage and reported to me, "have you forgotten that you asked me to chop trees in the forest some time ago?"

When he said that, I immediately remembered that in the special training before attacking the residential area, I asked a soldier to chop down the birch tree by the guard of Gulag concentration camp. As a result, the soldier cut down the tree with an axe.

Thinking of this, I was surprised and said, "it's you, comrade soldier." After that, I looked him up and down, and then asked, "by the way, I don't know your name yet."

"Sir, his name is Boris. You've never seen him fight. That's really tough. " Without waiting for the soldier to answer, a wounded man lying next to him had already given me a preemptive answer. "When attacking the residential areas, he used an axe to chop down eleven Germans. During this period of fighting, he killed at least 30 Germans on his own. "

When I heard that he had killed more than 40 German soldiers by himself, I looked at him with new eyes. I didn't expect that this seemingly timid soldier was so brave in the battlefield. I can't help but move the idea of transferring him to the guard camp. After all, a brave soldier like him is a hot commodity no matter where he is.

After making up my mind, I said to the soldier, "Comrade Boris, I want to ask, would you like to come to my guard camp?"

As soon as my words came out, several soldiers, including Boris, were silent. No one spoke. They just looked at me with strange eyes.

It seems that he would rather stay in the front-line combat forces than come to my guard camp. Thinking of this, I asked with a little dissatisfaction: "Boris, don't you want to go to the guard camp?"

After a moment of silence, the soldier who answered for Boris looked around for a moment and said hesitantly, "don't you know, sir?"

"What do you know?" I asked in a misty way.

"It's not that Boris doesn't want to go to the camp, it's because we're all soldiers in the camp."

After the soldier's words, several soldiers around also nodded, indicating that what he said was true.

Only then did I know that I was making a joke. When I asked basmanov to find 18 people to accompany us on the mission, I should have thought that he was looking for soldiers from the guard camp.

Just want to say a few words, ease the awkward atmosphere, Boris suddenly roared: "everyone quiet!" When all the people in the carriage did not speak and turned their eyes to him, he added: "listen, there is the sound of a car motor in the distance."

I listened, and sure enough, there was a sound of the motor coming from a distance. At this moment, Boris got up, rushed to the front of the car, and slapped his hands hard on the roof of the bridge. Basmanov poked his head out of the car window and saw that it was an ordinary soldier. He asked unhappily, "Comrade soldier, what are you doing?"

Boris pointed forward and said in a loud voice, "Comrade battalion commander, don't you hear the sound of the motor coming from the front?" Although basmanov sat on the bridge, he did not see the German cars at all because the earth slopes on both sides of the road blocked his view. Hearing what Boris said, he quickly listened.

After a while, busmanov, who was alert, asked me, "what should we do, sir?"

"Don't panic, let the driver keep calm, continue to drive forward, even the German, will not find that we are fake."

Basmanov, who received the order, answered softly and firmly, "yes!" Then he locked his half body out of the window.

I also said to the soldiers sitting in the car: "everyone is ready to fight. When you see something wrong, you will shoot decisively."

"Yes The soldiers in the carriage agreed in good order. They grabbed the weapons and held them tightly in their hands.

When I saw the truck 20 or 30 meters behind us, I turned around and asked the soldiers around me, "which one of you can signal the trucks behind to keep calm and prepare for battle?"

"Comrade teacher, let me take care of this little matter." Boris said. He got up from the car, pulled out the red and green flags on his back and waved them to the truck behind.

After a while, a soldier stood up on the truck behind him, waving two flags like Boris. Boris crouched down and reported to me, "Sir, the car will come back. They are ready to fight. As soon as you give us an order, we will fire at the German army immediately."

"Very good!" Although I'm ready for a firefight, I still hope that if I don't fight, I'd better not. After that, I stared nervously at the road ahead, waiting for the German troops to emerge from the corner of the hillside.

The first thing I saw was three trucks full of soldiers, and there was a machine gun on the top of the bridge. Seeing the sudden emergence of the German army, my heart beat faster. Judging from the number of German troops, they are at least twice as many as us. If there is a real fight, we will surely be the ones who will be destroyed.

Seeing the truck getting closer to us, I coughed because I was nervous. But the soldiers in the carriage misunderstood me. They thought I was giving a battle alarm, so they pulled the bolt one after another, raised the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at the German soldiers on the opposite truck, waiting for my firing order.

I saw the soldiers holding up their guns, ready to fight, and quickly lowered their voices to stop them: "whatever you want to do, put down your guns for me. If you look like this, even the blind can see that you have problems. Remember that you are all seriously wounded now. Lie down for me. "

The soldiers who were scolded by me took a resentful look at the approaching German soldiers, reluctantly lowered the muzzle of their guns and obediently lay on the stretcher in the carriage.

As the German truck passed us, I tried to squeeze a smile on my face, raised my right hand and waved to the wary German soldiers who were staring at us.

The German soldiers on the opposite side saw a female health worker waving to them. They also raised their right hands and waved to me. Two brave soldiers even whistled at me.

When the three German trucks drove out for tens of meters, I could not help sighing. At this time, I felt that the back of my uniform was wet with cold sweat.

Seeing the departure of the German truck, Boris got up from the stretcher, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said happily, "it's very dangerous. My finger has been on the trigger just now. If I want to see the German army stop us, I will shoot them decisively. I didn't expect that the division commander would be able to wave to them with a smile when he saw so many enemies passing in front of him, which would dispel all German doubts. "

"Yes, the teacher is wonderful!"“ What a great teacher Several other soldiers in the carriage also echoed him.

I didn't speak. I just laughed at a few people. At that moment just now, I felt so nervous that my heart would jump out of my chest. If I met it twice more, I would have a heart attack sooner or later.

Shortly after we relaxed, busmanov leaned out of the car window and nervously said to me, "Comrade division, there is a German checkpoint in front of us. What shall we do?"

"Don't panic, drive ahead. If the Germans ask, you will say that we are the medics of the 371st infantry division and are being ordered to evacuate the seriously wounded. "

"I understand." Busmanov agreed and drew back.

When I saw the temporary checkpoint in the middle of the road, I wondered why verol's motorcade did not encounter German interrogation when they passed the road last night?

As we approached the checkpoint, a tall, thin German Lieutenant raised his hand and stopped our car. After seeing our car stop steadily by the side of the road, the lieutenant came with two soldiers.

Seeing the German Lieutenant coming, I can't tell which army he belongs to. If he belongs to the 371st division, then we're going through the gang, aren't we? I can't help thinking about it.

The German Lieutenant came up to our truck, grabbed the side baffle, stepped on the tire, and stood parallel to me, squinting his deep eyes, looking at the soldiers lying on the stretcher in the carriage.

"What's your name, hygienist?" The lieutenant asked me abruptly.

Before I set out, I found a soldier who knew German and asked him to teach me a few simple words of German to deal with possible emergencies. Although I read these words in my heart all the way, I suddenly heard that the real German told me about the German army, and I was at a loss for a moment.

Seeing that I didn't answer, the lieutenant frowned and repeated the question "female soldier, what's your name, why don't you answer me?"

I just barely understood that he was talking about my name. "I'm corporal Kalla, the health officer of the 371st infantry division," he replied in a vague voice

After listening to me, the German Lieutenant seemed to nod reluctantly, but he didn't get out of the car immediately. Instead, he pointed to Boris, who was lying on the stretcher beside me: "sergeant, what's your name?"

When I heard the Lieutenant's question, my heart went up to my throat. It was like when the teacher stood by and asked your deskmate questions in class, there was no way to prompt. My hand has quietly touched the submachine gun I put beside me, and I intend to shoot decisively once it shows. As I have just observed, there are only ten officers and soldiers at the checkpoint. They are armed with a pistol, three submachine guns and six rifles. With our strength, it is no problem to eliminate them in a short time.

At this critical moment, Boris, lying on the stretcher with a clip, replied in fluent German: "report, Mr. lieutenant, I'm Sergeant winkle from the 4th heavy machine gun platoon of the 371st infantry division. During the battle, my machine gun position was hit by Russian mortar shells, my co shooter and ammunition man were killed on the spot, and I was seriously injured. Now the health camp is taking us back to the rear. " At this point, I don't know if it's to match the effect or other reasons, he coughed heavily.

The lieutenant nodded, let go, jumped out of the tire, shook his head at the two German soldiers standing next to him, and walked back to the truck.

Instead of asking why Boris spoke such fluent German, I stared nervously at the German lieutenant who was walking towards the truck behind me, hesitating whether to open fire immediately and kill the damned lieutenant.

At this time, someone in the carriage was impatient and said impatiently, "Sir, the number of damned Germans is less than ours. Let's kill them. I promise you, it will be over in a minute. "

"Don't worry," I said in a low voice to the anxious soldier and to all the soldiers in the carriage, "keep calm. Although the German army is small, we will be exposed once the gun is fired. If we bring in all the Germans around, we can't get away. "

"The teacher is right. Let's be patient." even if I didn't look back, I could recognize that it was Boris's voice. "There are no fewer German speaking soldiers in the car behind us than in our car."

As he spoke, there was a violent explosion in the distance. Even we who stay in the car can feel the vibration of the ground. The soldiers were dazed when they heard the explosion, but I looked happy. Needless to say, yegonovich's artillery must have opened fire and destroyed the train with only half a wagon of ammunition.

It seems that there are a lot of weapons and equipment on the ammunition train. Even if half of them have been unloaded, they still have such terrible explosive power when they explode. From this we can see how many weapons and equipment were on the train. If so many weapons were supplied to the German troops at the front, they could strengthen their attack on our army in a short time.

The German lieutenant, who had been walking backward, stopped in a hurry and looked around in a panic when he heard the explosion. Then he turned and ran quickly to the checkpoint, followed by the two soldiers.

The disheartened Lieutenant ran to the inspection station, yelled at the soldiers in a daze, and then took them across the hillside to the direction of the explosion.

Seeing the empty checkpoint, basmanov leaned out of the window and asked me, "Sir, what shall we do next?"

When I heard him ask this question, I really want to give him a slap. All the Germans are gone. Don't you know what to do? I angrily scolded: "you're blind. You don't see the Germans in the inspection station are gone. If you don't move the obstacles quickly, we'll continue on our way."

Basmanov was so scolded by me, he quickly agreed to push the door open, jumped out of the car, and yelled at the car: "two people, go and remove the obstacles on the road."

In fact, it was totally unnecessary for him to shout like this. In the carriage, Boris had already stood up. Almost at the same time, he had jumped off the side of the truck.

After moving the obstacle in the middle, we drove on. At this time, I thought of asking Boris: "Comrade Boris, you speak German well. Where did you learn it?"

Hearing my question, Boris shivered and looked around warily. I saw that he had worries in his heart, so I quickly comforted him and said, "don't be afraid. If you tell me the truth, no one will report to the interior department."

After hearing this, Boris gave a embarrassed smile and then replied, "Mr. reporter, I used to be a teacher in the school, and I was responsible for teaching German. After the Great Patriotic War, I was arrested as a German spy and sent to the Gulag concentration camp. "“ And you? Comrades of the soldiers, "I saw the sad past of Boris. In order not to make him sad and distract his attention, I deliberately asked other soldiers," what did you do before? "“ I'm a fitter! "“ I'm an electrician“ I'm a sailor The soldiers replied with a lot of tongue. When Boris heard the reply from his comrades in arms, he said to me with a bitter smile, "Sir, they are all from Gulag concentration camp, just like me." When I heard that these soldiers were all from Gulag concentration camp, I would not ask any more, because I knew in my heart that most of them were wronged. The reason why they were sent to the concentration camp was that they said the wrong words at the wrong time and place, and even they didn't have any fault. Instead, they were implicated because of the crimes committed by their relatives and friends. Just then, Boris suddenly said in surprise: "you see, there is another German checkpoint ahead. After the checkpoint, a few hundred meters ahead is the station of abganerovo. " Hearing the name of the station, I knew it was the end of the line. Looking up at the checkpoint on the road, I can't help wondering whether the soldiers in the checkpoint are German or our soldiers? Seeing that the checkpoint was sending a flag to our vehicles to stop for inspection, I stood beside the bridge, leaned down and whispered to busmanov, who was sitting in the co driver's seat, "Comrade captain, please pay attention to the fact that the people in the checkpoint in front of me are German or our soldiers. Don't make a mistake."“ Yes, sir. We will find out. " When the car stopped ten meters away from the checkpoint, I saw the German captain with two soldiers swaggering by. My face couldn't help smiling. I stood up, supported the top of the bridge, and yelled at him: "Hello, Lieutenant mihayev, is that you?" The fake captain was walking forward when he heard someone calling out his name. He was a little flustered and instinctively put his hand on the holster at his waist. But when he looked up and saw that it was me who called him, he quickly came to attention, raised his hand to salute me and said, "report to division commander, engineer company commander, Second Lieutenant Mikhail yev, report to you and wait for your order." Since the inspection station is full of its own people, the soldiers on the train will no longer play the role of German wounded soldiers, pick up the weapons around them, jump off the truck one after another, help me out of the car, and then walk towards the station with me. Before I got to the station, Oleg and veroll had come out with a large crowd. While saluting me, verol asked in surprise, "Comrade teacher, why are you here? You know, it's behind the enemy. As the head of a division, you can't take risks! " I waved my hand and said, "come on, do you think I can be at ease if I stay in the headquarters with one of my troops behind the German army?" When I spoke, I found a tall German officer standing behind verol. When the other officers and men saluted me, he did not move, but looked at me curiously. I asked him curiously, "Comrade verol, who is the officer behind you?" When I asked this, I was murmuring in my heart, especially from the Ministry of internal affairs. In that case, our future actions will be tied up. After listening to my question, verol quickly took one side of his body and let out the officer behind him. He introduced himself to me with a smile and said, "Comrade division, let me introduce you. This is the commander of the station's original garrison, Captain Grimes It turned out to be a German. My hand touched the holster on my waist, but it was empty. Then I remembered how I could carry a pistol with me when I dressed up as a health worker. I took my hand back and asked, "why is he here?" The implication is, why don't you lock him up and let him walk around, so you're not afraid that he will run away? Villol saw what I was thinking and explained, "Captain Grimes has defected to our army, and he, he's a social democrat."