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Chapter 330: Lurking

"I didn't see any anti-tank guns or German tanks. Maybe they hid it deeper in the village or in the houses, but I really didn't see any of those things now."

After listening to the whispered words beside him, he lifted the hood of the white camouflage suit above his head and raised his head slightly to look towards the edge of the village. In the wind and snow, he could vaguely see several people who were still alive.

German sentries wearing iron-gray autumn uniforms were walking back and forth on the edge of the village. After confirming that the other party still knew nothing about the two of them, the Red Army veteran quickly made up his mind.

"Retreat, Sasha. The reconnaissance mission has been completed. Let our large army complete the rest."

After saying that, without waiting for the younger comrade next to him who was holding a telescope to observe, the Red Army veteran who had already made up his mind to retreat immediately began to slowly move his body backwards, slowly moving towards him like a caterpillar.

Retreat and prepare to avoid disadvantageous positions on the high ground where the Germans can easily spot you.

But in sharp contrast, the young soldier who still held the telescope tightly with both hands still had no intention of moving from his position.

"Damn it, Sasha! Are you deaf!? I said retreat! Did you hear that!?"

"Don't worry, wait, wait... Oh, that's... that's the German official! Wearing a big-brimmed hat on his head and long boots on the soles of his feet! Should we

Will you retreat after killing him?"

Compared with the cautious veteran who was leading the team behind him, the young Red Army soldier who only wanted to quickly prove himself on the battlefield and get a merit medal was obviously much more passionate and strong-willed.

After hearing these almost crazy words, the two of them froze together, and the veteran who only wanted to give this "little lunatic" a heavy punch to wake him up immediately became furious.

"We are here to investigate the German defense situation, not to carry out assassinations, Sasha! Retreat, this is an order!"

"But...."

"Nothing! If you keep talking nonsense, I will leave you here and retreat on my own!"

"...."

The German officer who had the complete picture in his binoculars took one last look and was a little reluctant to leave. It was equivalent to giving up an opportunity to make a meritorious service. The young soldier did not hesitate too much, and then just like the Red Army veteran

He crawled like that and successfully retreated down the snow-covered hillside under the cover of his camouflage clothes.

"The distance just now was only two hundred meters at most. You should really allow me to kill him. I am sure that I will be sure of it."

Hearing that the ignorant little guy next to him dared to mention the whims just now, the veteran who was nearly forty years old and had experienced many brutal fights and had abundant practical experience was immediately angry.

Snapped--

Before he could put his hand down after a slap to the back of his head that seemed painful but not painful, the veteran with an extremely annoyed expression on his face pretended to be angry and spoke.

"Perhaps you can really kill one German, but what are you going to do with the remaining Germans? Let the two of us deal with a hundred, two hundred, or three hundred? If you want to die, no one will stop you, don't take any

Just come with me."

While he reached out to caress the back of his head where he had been beaten, there was a look of disapproval in his eyes. This young soldier who had just been recruited from the rear and had only fought one final battle on the front line, then spoke in a low voice mixed with disdain.

"If everyone is like you, how can we drive away the fascist invaders? Comrade political commissars say that what our Red Army needs is steely courage and firm belief, rather than showing cowardice in front of the enemy."

After hearing such nonsense and slogan-like words, I realized that there was no need to argue with them anymore. While I was loyal to my beliefs and fulfilled my oath, I was also concerned about my relatives and children far away, and what I was carrying.

The veteran, who had far more responsibilities than this young soldier, immediately walked to the tree without saying a word, stretched out his hand under the snowdrift, and then pulled out two sets of skis, heading towards the tree still beside him.

The young soldier in a daze immediately waved and threw a pair over.

"If you have any long talk, we'll talk about it later. Now put it on and prepare to retreat."

With a wave of his hand, the Lieutenant General threw the Mosin-Nagant rifle over his shoulder and slung it behind his back. The Red Army veteran who had not finished speaking had just put skis on his snow boots and before he could let go, he heard something next

There was a sparse sound of conversation coming from far and near.

"Damn it! It's a German patrol! Sasha, hurry up, hide in the snowdrift behind the tree and be silent!"

Realizing that the danger was approaching, the veteran immediately threw himself on the cold snow with a standard dog-eating gesture as soon as he spoke. The young soldier on the side, who was slightly stunned due to lack of experience, had not had time to fully react, and he felt in his heart.

The veteran, who was so anxious that he wanted to kick the new recruit in the balls, immediately took action and grabbed his heels. His right arm suddenly exerted force and instantly dragged Sasha to the ground.

"Hush! They're coming!"

The crunching sound that reached my ears from far to near through the thick snow could be heard very clearly even from a hundred meters away. A German patrol with a large number of people, a squad of them, quickly entered the veterans.

vision.

"Damn it, Jing Ke, I feel like I'm freezing all over now! I originally thought that Napoleon's tragic defeat due to the severe winter recorded in the history books was just an excuse given by the French, but who could have thought of the damn Russian winter?

It’s really that cold.”

"I'm out of cigarettes, Friedman, give me one."

"You bastard, you keep saying that every time. You still haven't paid me back the two dollars you owed me last time."

"How come you still remember that kind of thing so clearly?"

"Didn't you remember not to return my cigarette? You idiot."

Little did he know that there were two Red Army scouts hiding in the snow under the trees less than ten meters away from them. This group of German patrols belonging to Gudri's armored group only wore a few layers of autumn clothes and were frozen.

It's terrible, these German patrols who only want to quickly complete their patrol mission and return to deliver their duties are basically just going through the motions.

I couldn't understand what those chirping German patrols were saying. The veterans who were patiently lurking under the trees without even daring to move were like a pile of rugged snow completely alien to their surroundings.

The environment blends into one.

"Damn it, I can't hold it in any longer, Fudman, I need to find a place to solve this problem."

"Be careful to freeze your treasure that conquers women. When we set out this morning, I heard that today's temperature was over 20 degrees below zero."

Looking at the German soldier not far away in front of him who was reaching under another tree to untie his belt, the veteran's eyes widened when he finally realized what this guy was going to do.

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