Five hundred and ninetieth eight chapters guerrillas
Chapter 598 Guerrillas
"Terrible Russians! Kill these horrible thugs!"
On the front page of the newspaper, there was a headline like this, and in the article, reporters who had personally experienced a terrible incident recorded everything they saw with their truest feelings.
Then in the middle of the article, there is a photo.
In the photo, a Chinese military policeman is lying there quietly. He has been blown to pieces and his original appearance is no longer distinguishable...
Yang Fangyun threw away the newspaper in his hand, a trace of sadness appeared on his face, but he quickly regained his composure.
A soldier died, which is very sad, but there is also a good thing. From then on, many of the killings of the Squadron in Russia can be covered with legality...
Recently, the number of shootings of prisoners and even civilians has increased. Those Chinese soldiers who are under the threat of death all the time are obviously a little tired of the constant harassment by the Russians. Once their tense nerves are broken, it will be much harder to control them.
There is another troublesome thing. There is a rumor recently that Heitie, the commander of the Führer Division trusted by the President, killed a group of prisoners. Of course, this is just a rumor and there is no evidence.
Now the death of a Chinese military policeman can calm some opposition voices.
Thinking of this, Yang Fangyun felt a little cold-blooded.
"What's your name?" Yang Fangyun glanced at the mustache standing in front of him.
"Report to the Director, Liao Huiqi."
"Liao Huiqi? Strange Qi or Qi's Qi?"
"Qilin's Qilin."
"This name is auspicious." Yang Fangyun nodded: "Has anything been found on the Russian woman who was caught?"
"It was found out. She is the liaison officer of the Russian Zollov guerrillas. She has just made contact with the Malev Battalion of the Soviet Red Army. She is planning to launch an attack on our unit tonight through external cooperation, trying to open a breakthrough and respond.
The Malev regiment stands out."
"How many troops do we have there?" Yang Fangyun quickly cast his eyes on the map.
"Here, there are about three of us who can echo each other." Liao Huiqi was obviously very familiar with the situation, and he pointed at the map and blurted out without having time to think.
Yang Fangyun pondered for a moment: "You have been dealing with the Chlov guerrillas for some time. So, you should immediately go to the front line, find the troops there, and cooperate with them to eliminate the Chlov guerrillas. I will report this situation to the military.
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"yes!"
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"Guerrillas? Damn guerrillas!" Tao Zhiwei cursed: "How are they going to respond?"
Liao Huiqi spread the prepared map on a stone in front of him: "Here, the guerrillas are preparing to launch a surprise attack on us at night, and the Malev Battalion will also attack at the same time."
"Damn it!" Dou Dasheng couldn't help shouting: "We only have one company. Have the nearby 7th and 9th companies been notified?"
"Notified, everyone has been notified," Liao Huiqi said.
"Company commander, regimental headquarters order!" The signal soldier sent an order to Tao Zhiwei.
Tao Zhiwei looked at it and muttered something: "The regiment ordered us to ambush. Once the guerrillas come, we will attack them immediately! Tell the brothers, you all will ambush me, and we will be brutal."
Fight those damn guerrillas!"
Tao Zhiwei, like his brothers, hated the guerrillas to the extreme.
These people seem to be like flies, always "buzzing" in your ears, and you can't drive them away.
It turned out that Tao Zhiwei and his brothers captured a few prisoners and sent them to the back. However, as the battle progressed, firstly, they were short of manpower, and secondly, these guerrillas were too annoying. From then on, in the 8th Company, they
It’s hard to see the captives anymore…
Where did the captured guerrillas go? No one knows.
A company of Chinese soldiers is quietly lurking on both sides!
They are patiently waiting for the arrival of the Russians...
The dark night makes people feel a little scared. Maybe when they ambush, another enemy will come around from behind them and then give them a fatal blow...
When will this damn war end?
Liao Huiqi looked at the table and saw that the time for the Russian census was very close.
"I'm coming......"
"Get ready, get ready..."
The soldiers raised their muzzles and quietly unscrewed the cap of the grenade...
Several Russian explorers began to appear. The soldiers were silent and no one paid attention...
After a while, the Russians who were sure that the place was safe began to call out night birds, and then large groups of Russians began to appear. Some jabbering Russian words that no one could understand floated into the ears of the Chinese soldiers...
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Tao Zhiwei raised his hand...
"Kill them!"
With a violent roar, all light and heavy weapons roared at the same time!
The Russians did not expect to be ambushed here at all. They were left in a mess of casualties and casualties. They fought back desperately while looking for a place to hide in panic.
Almost at the same time, the ambush of the Russian Malev Battalion by the 7th and 9th companies also started at the same time!
The Chinese soldiers of the 8th Company fired the bullets from the barrels of their guns with expressionless faces, and threw the grenades one by one with expressionless faces.
The "rumbling" explosion and the burning fire illuminated the place as if it were daytime.
Cherlov never dreamed that he would encounter an ambush here. In his opinion, his brave intelligence agent, no matter how difficult it was, would definitely be able to send the information out and escape safely. But judging from the current situation
Look, obviously my intelligence agent has been exposed...
The guerrillas can only use sneak attacks. When it comes to armed equipment and the combat quality of the soldiers, it is obvious that they cannot be compared with the regular army.
Many guerrillas fell to gunfire and grenade explosions. The Chinese soldiers began to emerge from their hiding places and slowly approached the positions where the Russian guerrillas were stubbornly resisting.
Inferior weapons cannot stop the Chinese from advancing...
Many Russians died. Some guerrillas dropped their weapons, turned around and tried to run away, but were soon killed by fatal bullets...
Cherlov was a little panicked. He tried his best to encourage his guerrillas to fight to the end, while at the same time quietly observing the surroundings for the possibility of a breakout.
But he was disappointed, the Chinese had taken control of this place...
In less than half an hour, almost half of the guerrillas fell to the guns of the Chinese soldiers, and Chlov and his guerrillas were completely desperate.
Surrendered, must surrender now. If they choose to fight to the end, there is only a dead end for them. Surrender, maybe there will be a chance in the future...
Cherlov asked one of his soldiers who understood Chinese to shout "surrender" loudly, but the Chinese seemed not to hear it at all and continued to shoot at the guerrillas.
"White cloth, white cloth!" Zlovu thought of this internationally accepted method of surrender.
A piece of white cloth was hung on the gun and started to be waved...
"Company commander, the Russians seem to be surrendering." Dou Dasheng pointed to the front and said.
"Really? Why didn't I see it?" Tao Zhiwei said indifferently, and then glanced at Liao Huiqi beside him: "What about you, Agent Liao, did you see anything?"
The death of the military police sergeant was still appearing in front of Liao Huiqi's eyes. He said without even thinking: "No, it's really dark. I can't see or hear anything!"
Tao Zhiwei smiled with satisfaction: "The Russians resisted stubbornly and continued to annihilate!"
The surrender of the guerrillas was refused.
So all that awaits them is death...
Since then, the Russians have become more and more panicked. No matter what, Zhilov could not imagine why he would face such an ending?
At this time, the Chinese soldiers began to use grenades to gradually eliminate all Russians in sight.
The constant sound of explosions seems to be playing the Russian funeral song there...
Everything happens for a reason...
The number of guerrillas decreased rapidly there, and soon, there were only about twenty people left around Zhelov. At this moment, Zhelov's heart was filled with sadness.
The Zollov guerrillas, who once had a glorious tradition and were praised by Comrade Stalin, were about to suffer a devastating blow here.
And those Chinese, after annihilating the neighboring guerrillas, finally completely surrounded these...
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When Chulov woke up, he was surprised to find that he was not dead yet, but there were Chinese people everywhere around him.
Liao Huiqi stared at the guerrilla captain in front of him, subconsciously took out a pack of cigarettes, and first handed one to Dou Dasheng next to him, just like the military police sergeant giving one to himself.
Liao Huiqi lit a cigarette, took a puff and spit it out: "I have a very good brother, his surname is Ma, he is a military police sergeant, and he has two children at home."
"What now?" Dou Dasheng asked smoothly.
"Dead, died in the hands of these Russians..." Liao Huiqi sighed: "As soon as I close my eyes, I can think of my brother, and I always feel that he should not have died so early.
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"Me too. Several of my brothers died at the hands of the Russians. I always dream about them now." Dou Dasheng had the same feeling in his heart: "By the way, do you have a gun?"
"Yes." Liao Huiqi replied.
"Let's use mine..." Dou Dasheng handed the rifle in his hand to Liao Huiqi.
Liao Huiqi smiled, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, took the rifle, and skillfully pulled the bolt. Then, the black muzzle pointed at Chu Luofu.
Zhelofu looked at the muzzle of the gun in horror and kept shouting something, as if begging to be spared.
Liao Huiqi didn't understand a word he said, and he didn't want to figure out what the Russians were talking about. In fact, it had nothing to do with him at all...