Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 303: Crazy Wolf (10)
"We still have a chance." The SS sergeant pointed to his chest.
"This is crazy, Sweinbach." Robin shook her head and said, she immediately understood what the German sergeant was thinking.
"Although I don't know what happened, it is certain that there must be a mess on the border now." Sweinbach said.
At this time, two SS soldiers walked into the room, and the sergeant pointed his finger at the suitcase in the corner: "Put the goods in the car, and you will also wait in the car." The next sentence was to the driver. of.
"The border guards will definitely raise the alert level, send out mobile patrols, and set up sentries on the highway." Nightingale interjected.
This is a delicate-looking Polish girl, only seventeen years old this year, with beautiful long black hair like silk.
It is said that the girl’s father is a major of the Polish border guards, and once led his men to participate in the battle outside the town of Shatesko.
In that blocking battle, the Polish border guards defeated a Soviet tank company in one fell swoop, and at the same time caused more than 200 casualties in the Red Army. Although the loss of personnel in Poland was slight, it consumed too much ammunition in the battle.
While retreating to the west bank of the Burg River, this Polish border guard was attacked by Soviet tanks in Melnik. They resisted stubbornly and were forced to attack the Soviets until they ran out of ammunition and food. surrender.
Then the Red Army shot the captured Polish officers and non-commissioned officers on the spot in front of all the Polish soldiers, including even the slightly wounded.
Nightingale became an orphan since then, and her mother died when she was very young. Eventually she followed the convoy transporting family members and retreated to Sedelce, where the remnant Polish troops surrendered to the Germans.
After the Germans singled out the Jews in the army, the rest were thrown directly on the street.
Nightingale has never mentioned to others what happened to her in the days after that. I only know that just when she was about to fall into the abyss of despair, Robin picked her up in the garbage dump in Warsaw.
"The frontier guards can't react that fast." Sweinbach seemed confident about this.
At this time, almost every inch of the Soviet command system exudes an atmosphere of bureaucracy. In this sensitive border area, any action must be approved by the superior.
No one dared to bypass the superior and make a decision without authorization. Even if he is proved to be correct in the end, the commander will inevitably be sent to a military court.
For border conflicts like this, the commander will never easily issue a full guard order before the superior headquarters understands what happened, unless he really doesn't want to eat this bowl of food.
Before Moscow has clearly expressed its dissatisfaction with Germany, anyone should take into account the idea of that comrade steel. If the leader feels that he has provoked a border conflict, then 90% of them may be sent. Go to see Bukharin.
"Judging from their past reaction speeds, we still have at least half an hour of buffer time, especially now it is the end of the year, the time may be longer." Sweinbach raised his wrist and looked at his watch.
"I have no right to make decisions for you, Sweinbach, I hope you can be responsible for yourself and your subordinates." Robin stood up.
"I know the consequences of failure, Robin, but I still want to try it." The SS sergeant showed his white front teeth.
The robin walked up to Swainbach and grabbed the opponent's collar with a hand.
"Promise me" Robin said: "If you find that you can't safely break through, destroy the goods immediately. This is related to the lives of several outstanding agents."
"Don't worry, I will..." Sweinbach's next words were blocked by a pair of soft lips.
"Don't think about it, this is just a blessing." Robin loosened the flushed face of the SS sergeant and brushed the front of his coat indifferently.
"This...waiting for the next meeting...I..." Sweinbach felt that his tongue was about to knot, and he couldn't help but complain to himself that he was really useless, wouldn't he be quite rustling.
Don't look at the mature and steady appearance of the SS sergeant. In fact, he is only 27 years old this year, and he has never really fallen in love.
This is not his first kiss. His first kiss was taken away by a precocious chick when he was in elementary school. The childhood sweetheart later married an American businessman. I heard that his family lives in Los Angeles. It was very moisturizing.
Sweinbach: Obviously I am the first to kiss or hug...Karma! Σ(;?д?) (A Ferdinand crashed over.)
Just as a pink bubble burst into the SS sergeant's heart, Sergeant Krent ran in suddenly, and he loudly reported to Sweinbach: "Sergeant, the squad is ready, you can Go."
Immediately, Krent saw the cruelest look he had ever seen in his life.
"Then, I'm leaving." Swainbach's two-leg boots hit him, raised his right arm and put **** together, and saluted the robin with a Polish military salute.
"I wish you a good journey, sergeant." Robin also straightened up and returned the same military salute.
Two SS non-commissioned officers walked out the door, and their subordinates were already seated in the carriage. Driver Greif started the engine, and the exhaust pipe of the Steyr truck was spraying out white smoke.
"Wait a minute, Sweinbach." A hundred-tongued shout came from behind, and the SS sergeant turned hurriedly.
"The Robin asked me to give this to you, I hope you won't use it." Hundred tongues held a Jeggarev DP machine gun.
"Thank you Robin for me. I'll give you two more next time." Sweinbach is also welcome, they are currently lacking such automatic firepower.
"That's right, I want MG34." Bai Tong said as he handed the canvas bag with the spare cartridge to Krent next to it.
"No problem." Sweinbach replied, patting his chest.
"Take care and have a smooth journey." Hundred tongues pressed the SS sergeant's shoulder hard.
"You have to evacuate here as soon as possible. Nightingale is right. The border guards will definitely start a search." Sweinbach turned his head and walked towards the truck.
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"Fifty meters to the left." Corporal Haynes announced the parameters loudly.
"Fifty meters." Boll, the superior soldier, adjusted the ruler skillfully, and the deputy shooter Blair put a high-explosive grenade into the mortar barrel.
"Hit, the next target, a distance of six hundred, seventy to the right." Haines searched for another valuable target.
"Okay, the second squad rushed up." The corporal said excitedly with his binoculars.
"Hurry up, comrades, pack up our weapons, and we will move on." Seeing the gesture made by the commander in front of him, the corporal turned his head and issued an order.
"This is the seventh target." Leaning on the machine gun bunker built only with a cement shell, Lieutenant Max unfolded the military map.
"Next we will go east and try to solve number ten."
"East? Will it be too close to the Brest Highway? You may encounter Soviet reinforcements~ IndoMTL.com~ Lieutenant Cole reminded.
"Coul, Sweinbach should have completed the mission and is on the way back to the border." Max folded the map and tucked it into the front of his uniform.
"Yes, Lieutenant." Cole didn't understand why he would mention this suddenly. Didn't I say that I was not going to reinforce the red team?
"Although there is no way to run over to pick them up, we can steer them away from the danger." Max drew a P38 pistol from his holster.
"Leave two people to blow up this stuff, and keep going with me for the rest!" The lieutenant raised his pistol and commanded loudly, receiving a burst of cheers.
"Actually, you just want to make a big fuss." Cole saw through the lieutenant's true intentions at a glance.
"But, perhaps, as he said, it can attract the attention of the Soviet army." Lieutenant Cole rubbed his face vigorously, and then raised his Browning: "All follow, pay attention to both sides. , Each class keeps a distance!"
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