Chapter 697

Before I could express my opinion, shaykin rushed out with his gun. Then there was a gunshot outside, followed by a barrage of gunshots, loud shouts, and approaching footsteps.

Judging from the footsteps coming in from the outside, there are still a lot of German troops outside. When I heard a few footsteps running outside the cave and disappeared, my heart was cold. My heart said that it was bad. Did the Germans find us hiding here? If they want to kill us, they don't have to come in at all. They just need to throw a grenade into the hole or shoot a few bullets, which is enough for Oleg and me to see God.

I turned my head and looked at Oleg. In the dim light, I saw him holding the pistol in his hands and pointing to the hole. It seemed that he would shoot mercilessly whenever any moving object appeared in our view.

Before someone appeared at the entrance of the cave, I heard the German soldiers outside yelling, and then a violent explosion came from the outside. The flash from the explosion made the cave bright for a moment, and then fell into darkness. Outside the cave, there was a dull sound of human body falling to the ground, followed by the German soldiers chirping a few words, and then I heard several footsteps leaving the cave and running to the distance.

Hearing the enemy leaving outside the cave, my heart, which had been beating rapidly, gradually returned to normal. After wiping the sweat on my forehead, I turned to Oleg and saw that he was no better than me. He stood back against the wall and gasped heavily. Seeing that I was looking at him, I laughed awkwardly and said, "Sir, the grenade just now must have been thrown by sergeant shaykin. Fortunately, he drew the enemy to other places, otherwise we would be in danger. "

He listened to the movement outside, and heard that the sound of gunfire and grenade explosion had gradually gone away. After taking a deep breath, he proposed to me: "Comrade division, while there is no enemy outside the cave, let's hurry to move." See me nod to show the same, he immediately hands and feet and use the ground to climb out.

When I saw him climbing out of the cave, I wanted to follow him out. Suddenly, he came back in a mess and said with a depressed face: "hell, there's a team of German soldiers coming outside."

When he said this, my heart, which I had put into my stomach, hung in my throat again. My heart said: it's over. Am I really going to be blocked in this hole by the enemy today? It's a pity that I didn't take my submachine gun with me when I set out today. Otherwise, I could have killed at least a few more enemies in the encounter just now with my shooting skills. As long as I kept on working in the trench for more minutes and fighting for a reaction time for those soldiers nearby, they could understand what had happened, and they would not have died at the gunpoint of the German detachment when they came out of their hiding place after hearing Oleg's cry.

With the step closer and closer, my heart beat faster and faster. Although I can't hear the specific number of people, I can probably guess that there are 20 or 30 people on the other side. I thought in my heart: if the other party didn't find our hiding place, they might escape; If they find this blast hole and come in to search, Oleg and I will have to do our best. As for resistance, I never thought that we only had a pistol that Oleg was holding in our hands. If we fired back, people from outside would shoot at me one by one, and I would be beaten into a hornet's nest.

The group of people came to the cave and ordered to stop. Then German, which disgusted me to the extreme, came in from the outside. I prayed in my heart that they would leave quickly and go to the front to find their companions, or our reinforcements would come quickly, so as to save Oleg and me from this dangerous place. It's really hard to wait to die.

Oleg suddenly approached me and said in a low and firm voice: "Sir, it seems that the enemy has found this hole. Maybe the next moment they will rush in, or throw grenades or use submachine guns to shoot inside. Just let me take the risk to rush out, kill a few German soldiers, and lead the rest to other places, so that you can get out of danger safely. "

"No, not at all!" I resolutely stopped Oleg's absurd idea. Even if he successfully rushed out, he would not be able to lead all the enemies away. As long as there is an enemy outside, I can only stay in the cave honestly before our troops arrive. I gave him a cold smile and said to him without moving my face: "commander Oleg, don't take such a risk. You may be killed by the enemy's random guns before you can shoot out. Now we can only gamble on our luck to see if we are first discovered by the enemy or rescued by ourselves. "

Having said that, I really hesitated in my heart. Do I really sit here waiting to die, waiting to be a German prisoner? Oleg seemed to see through my mind, and whispered: "Comrade teacher, are you willing to stay here as a prisoner?"

Originally, I was afraid to speak too much and would be heard by the German outside the cave, so I didn't want to speak any more. I didn't expect to hear Oleg say that. I was immediately confused. I was angry and desperate and said, "Comrade commander, what do you think? Besides the proposal to rush out and let the enemy beat you and me into a beehive, do you have any good suggestions? "

Oleg shook his head and said nothing more, and the cave fell into silence.

"Is this from your camp?" Suddenly a woman's voice came from outside.

A moment later, a man replied, "no, I'm very familiar. I'm sure it's not from our camp."

"Please reconfirm." The woman continued.

"I can answer you with certainty. I'm not one of my men." The man replied firmly, "I can name almost all the commanders and fighters in the camp, and this man is definitely not my subordinate."

"What are they talking about? Why can I understand them?" I was puzzled and thought, all of a sudden, I was shocked, suddenly realized: they speak Russian, outside is their own people!

At the first moment, I almost went out regardless of everything, but then I thought that I just heard someone speaking German outside. Who are these Russian speaking people mixed with German?

I gently touched Oleg with my shoulder and asked him in a low voice, "Comrade commander, did you hear the people outside just talking in Russian?"

Oleg didn't answer my question. Instead, he looked outside, and then I heard his breathing get short. Just when I couldn't figure out the situation, he suddenly said out loud: "it's verol, it's verol commissar!" Then he jumped up, because the top of the cave was too low, and his head in the big cornice hat hit the top heavily, so painful that he had to bend down. I just wanted to ask him if he was hurt. He held his hand against the wall and yelled out: "Hello, is that political commissar verol out there?"

"Who?" Accompanied by the sound of pulling the bolt, is a woman's harsh questioning. After hearing this woman's voice, I grinned silently, because I finally recognized that the person speaking outside was verol, political commissar of the second regiment.

"Yes, comrade commissar, I'm commander Oleg." Oleg answered aloud.

It was Oleg's voice. There was a moment's silence outside, and then verol's voice came again. She asked with concern, "Comrade commander, is the division in?"

"Yes, yes," Oleg replied excitedly, "Comrade division is by my side." After he finished shouting outside, he turned around and said to me excitedly, "Sir, it's all my own people outside. Go out first."

When I climbed near the hole, I saw seven or eight hands sticking out of the hole, all of them trying to pull me. I didn't care to take a close look. I grabbed both hands and with their help, I left the shelter.

Seeing a large number of people standing in front of me, both in German uniform and our uniform, immediately confused me. I pulled verol over and asked her in a low voice, "what's the matter? Where did so many German soldiers come from?"

Verol looked at me blankly and asked in surprise, "ah, comrade division, have you forgotten that this unit in German uniform is the one you sent to scout behind the enemy?" Then he pointed to the side with his hand. "That's the commander of the team, former German lieutenant gretka and Comrade safchenko of the first battalion."

Greteka came up to me, raised his hand and said, "Comrade division commander, second lieutenant greteka, report to you that the reconnaissance team has successfully completed its task and returned to our army. I'm waiting for your order. Please give me your instructions."

At this moment, I don't care to ask them what kind of achievements they have made in reconnaissance. I point to the other side of the trench with my hand and command him: "Comrade second lieutenant, there is a German detachment disguised as our army. It is fighting with our soldiers in the trench in front of us. I command you to lead your men immediately and destroy them all."

"Yes Lieutenant gretka gave a resounding promise, calling on his men to rush along the trench, along with two of verol's soldiers.

With the help of safchenko, Oleg climbed out of the hole. He walked up to us and said to veroll with embarrassment, "sorry, comrade political commissar, when you just came here, I thought you were German, so my teacher and I hid in the hole again."

I looked down at the body lying not far away and asked verol, "has that body been searched?"

Verol nodded and replied with a sad face, "I've searched him. He doesn't have any identification on him. What's more, as like as two peas in the dress, it's not like any commando troops, and they are tied up with a towel on their arms. I am very curious about how they identify the enemy and the enemy in battle.

When verol said that there was no identification mark on the enemy's body, I looked curiously at safchenko's arm and saw that his left arm was wrapped with a white towel, which might have been used by our sentinels when he returned to the position. When I was about to ask him a few questions, there were fierce gunshots and explosions in the distance, which distracted me.

I looked at veroll and the five or six soldiers around her and asked curiously, "Comrade veroll, can you send more troops to support lieutenant gretka?"

Without waiting for verol to reply, safchenko had already preempted and said, "no, sir. Lieutenant gretka, their combat effectiveness is not weak. On the way to our mission, we quietly killed several enemy patrols. What's more, they are now wearing German uniforms. If reinforcements are sent up now, it is easy to misunderstand them. "

As we were talking, the intense gunfire in front of us suddenly stopped. Oleg looked in that direction and asked in surprise, "what's the matter, what's the matter, why did the gunfire stop?" However, no one present could answer his question, because everyone could not figure out what was going on in the trench ahead. When verol asked a soldier to check the situation ahead, he saw a soldier in our uniform running towards us. Maybe we were frightened by the German soldiers in our uniform, so when we saw the soldier suddenly appeared, everyone's first reaction was to find a place to hide and point their weapons at the comer.