"If no one is injured, we will use the anti-tank gun's bullets as the time to retreat. No matter who is in charge of the anti-tank guns on both sides, they will retreat as soon as the bullets run out."

Vinia paused and continued, "If anyone is injured, they need to retreat immediately. We cannot lose more people."

Having said this, Vinia looked at Father Doferro and said, "Dad, when there are casualties, our animals should be used first to take away the wounded. It doesn't matter if the weapons are hidden here.

Yesterday Victor and I seized a lot of landmines. When the time comes, we just need to place the mines where the weapons are buried, and we can come back to pick up the weapons later.

Victor, it’s up to you to finish Bray’s work.”

"Okay." Wei Ran and Father Dofero responded in no particular order.

“The rest is the same as before”

Political Commissar Vigna finally said, "If I die, the command will be handed over to Father Doferro. If there is an emergency retreat, I will use a flashlight to send a signal. The deputy shooters in each position will pay attention to my signal. Okay, next

Distribute weapons."

“First comes food.”

Father Doferro said, and in groups of two, each of them was given a German can of meat and half a pack of cigarettes. Then, each of them was given a boiled potato that was only the size of a fist and a potato that was only the size of a palm.

smoked fish.

After everyone put the small amount of rations into their bags, the old man gave Yeremey and his deputy shooter Alyosha 11 anti-tank gun bullets and six homemade Molotov cocktails.

This is also the only weapon they have left that can be used to deal with tanks. As for what to do after this battle is over, Political Commissar Vinia did not say anything, and the others seemed to have forgotten and did not ask any more questions.

"Is it time to take pictures next?" Wei Ran asked after collecting his own rations.

"It's really time to take pictures," Vinia agreed, "Let Father Dofero do it first."

Upon hearing this, Wei Ran immediately opened his backpack and handed the notepad and his pen to Vinia.

Under his guidance, Father Doferro, who had no chance to take pictures yesterday, stood next to the heavy machine gun that was about to participate in the battle and took a single photo. Then he wasted another five minutes and took a photo of the heavy machine gun.

He set up his gun and took a group photo of everyone in a somewhat hasty manner.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! First, he helped David and Alyosha push the heavy machine gun to the gap in the barbed wire that was opened yesterday. After Wei Ran helped them point out the location of the mines that had been laid in advance, this

Only then did he take Sasha, who was carrying the anti-tank gun alone, and Alyosha, who was carrying ammunition and food, to the position he had dug yesterday and pointed out the safe passage he had marked with pine branches.

Climbing through the barbed wire fence into the gap under the wreckage of the No. 2 tank, Wei Ran pointed to the bunker on the other side of the barbed wire fence where only one person could squat and hide, and said, "Sasha, Alyosha, the terrain here is very low.

, if you feel the situation is not good, don’t fight and retreat immediately.

Also, remember not to hide in the bunker I dug, it is for the Germans, I will lay mines in it later,"

"We remember"

As Alyosha spoke, he had already put the ammunition and supplies he had brought over into categories. Sasha also dug out a fist-sized hole in the floating soil that blocked his view, and carefully observed what might be hidden in the thick fog outside.

enemy.

Without wasting too much time, Wei Ran took out his camera and hurriedly clicked the shutter button towards them. He immediately turned around and walked back. He planted two S-shaped mines in the reserved position in the bunker dug yesterday, and then immediately ran towards them.

He reached the high ground more than 100 meters away, carefully passed through the minefield, and crawled onto the protruding high ground.

Political Commissar Vinya had dug a trench here that was large enough for two people to squat side by side and hide in it. In front of the trench was the white birch tree that was only thigh-thick.

Not far away, on the south side of the highland, there is a machine gun position. This position is also large enough for two people to squat and hide in it. There is even a traffic trench less than half a meter deep, but enough to crawl out of here safely.

At this time, Yeremei had already mounted the German MG34 machine gun that needed to be controlled by the defense fire on the parapet aligned with earth. Next to the machine gun, there were only two 50-round ammunition chains and a

A Mauser rifle.

On the other hand, Yeremey, who was carrying a submachine gun, was already nesting in the anti-tank gun trench with Viniya, and was observing the situation at the intersection through the gaps between the bushes. Judging from his serious expression, it seemed as if his sight could penetrate the road.

Like passing through the icy thick fog.

With a rare opportunity, Wei Ran took the risk to stand up, took a photo of the two men's backs, and then ducked into the machine gun position he was responsible for.

Squatting down in the not-so-spacious position, Wei Ran leaned against the damp wall and took out the boiled potatoes he had been given not long ago and took a bite. Then he put the rest into his pocket and lit one.

While smoking the cigarette, he put his other hand into his backpack and touched the armor-piercing bullets inside that could be used for his anti-tank gun, secretly wondering if there was any chance of using these armor-piercing bullets.

After a while, as the cigarette burned out, Wei Ran crushed the cigarette butt and poured a large mouthful of warm boiled water into his mouth, then closed his eyes and took a nap.

By the time he was shaken awake by Yeremey, the thick fog had dissipated, but the weather was gloomy and there was a cool breeze blowing.

“It looks like it’s going to rain.”

Yeremei, who was squatting side by side with Wei Ran in the camp, whispered, "I woke you up because I was worried that you would catch a cold."

"Thanks"

As he spoke, Wei Ran carefully climbed up and looked through the gaps in the roots of the bushes to observe the fork in the road more than a hundred meters away.

Although the weather was gloomy, the visibility seemed to be pretty good, so even without a telescope, he could still vaguely see the three tanks at the intersection as before, and even the bonfire lit last night had not been extinguished.

At this time, the crew members of the three tanks were warming themselves around the campfire, and there were even several tents set up beside the campfire.

"The soldiers in these three tanks were sent here because they offended their leaders, right?"

Wei Ran muttered secretly, this job of guarding the intersection is indeed leisurely, but it is not necessarily much safer than the front line.

For example, now, Wei Ran and others have already targeted them. In other words, these few people are just like guard dogs for early warning.

Withdrawing his gaze, Wei Ran retracted into the trench, only to find Yeremei leaning against the wall, staring at an iron key in his hand in a daze.

"What is this?" Wei Ran sat down next to the other person and asked in a low voice.

"key"

Yeremei replied subconsciously. When he came to his senses, he added in a calm tone, "The key to my house, but my house has been burned down by the Germans with flamethrowers."

When he said this, Yeremei couldn't help wiping the corners of his eyes, "Those Nazis said that our family is Jewish. They also kidnapped my sister. She is only 16 years old and she just agreed to date Sasha."

Wei Ran opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say to comfort the young man.

"Those traitors also said that our family is Jewish"

Yeremei's young face showed a hint of mad despair, "It's really ridiculous. Why didn't I know that our family is Jewish?"

The person who answered this question was not Wei Ran, but Political Commissar Weniya who was hiding in another bunker not far away. "If we don't drive away those fascinators, they might point at us in the future and say, look, those

It’s the law that sucks silk, and we must eliminate them for justice.”

"You're right..." Wei Ran sighed secretly in his heart, feeling that the world was so monotonous that there weren't many new tricks to play.

"My hometown was also occupied"

Political Commissar Vinya in another trench sighed almost to himself, "Everything that has happened here and everything that will happen has already happened to us.

If we don't drive them away, the same tragedy will happen in Stalingrad, Saratov, Moscow and Irkutsk."

"Political Commissar, are your family still alive?" Yeremey asked in a low voice, leaning against the damp wall.

In the trench on the other side, Commissar Vinya, who was also leaning against the wall, looked at the small photo frame in his palm. After being silent for a long time, he replied at a loss, "I don't know. I have lost theirs since it was occupied."

News.
Chapter completed!