Chapter 901： Chase

"Stop!" Not far from the burning tank, Victor ordered his convoy to stop. Following his order, the tracked artillery tractor stopped first. On the trailer behind, a famous man The Soviet soldier jumped down.

"Damn it!" Here, Royce couldn't help cursing in his heart.

Originally, I planned to open fire again while the opponent was approaching. A single shot could kill the soldiers on the trailer behind. However, they actually stopped before they reached the preset ambush site. The car is out.

Royce's gunner didn't have time to change the target, so he watched the opponent jump.

"Wait," Royce whispered.

"Boom!" At this moment, there was a huge explosion from the rear of the convoy.

The other recoilless gun has already fired! Due to the long distance, they did not see the situation here, and when the Soviet convoy stopped, they opened fire unceremoniously.

"Fire!" Here, Royce can only give orders.

When an explosion came from behind, Victor was shocked, and he was right, these guerrillas did not leave!

"Ready to fight!" He shouted loudly, looking at his men, raising their guns one after another and running back.

"Boom!" The second explosion sounded from in front of him. He looked over, and the tractor on his side had already emitted thick smoke! Several nearby soldiers, hit by the debris, fell to the ground and screamed, rolling around.

"At three o'clock, there are five or six Finns! Kill them!" Victor shouted loudly, holding his PPD38 submachine gun, and shooting at the people over there!

This submachine gun is an improved version of the PPD34 submachine gun. The design concept is mainly derived from the German MP18II submachine gun. The structure and performance are also quite similar. At the same time, some design concepts of the Finnish Somi submachine gun are also used in the design, such as the use of drums.

Because the design and manufacture of the 1934 submachine gun was too sophisticated, it did not meet the requirements of the Soviet Red Army for mass production and widespread use of weapons. So there is an improved type, rough workmanship, convenient for mass production.

After all, it is a continuous fire weapon, the equipment is not large, and there is nothing commendable overall. Now, only Lieutenant Vic has such a weapon, and most of the rest are M1891 rifles.

The moment he just opened fire, the person opposite also opened fire! What surprised him was that the opponent's people actually used all burst weapons!

"Da da da!" The other side's bullets fired intensively toward this side. In an instant, a few Soviet soldiers screamed and fell. The rest of them hurriedly looked for a place to hide. No one dared to rush forward. .

Victor also bowed his head, and the thick cotton hat flew from his head. He felt the hotness on his head, and with a touch, it was actually colored!

If he were a little bit taller, there would definitely be a big hole in his head. This did not make him afraid. As a soldier who participated in the civil war and chased the white bandits, he was quite brave. He was half-bent over. The submachine gun fired.

Useless.

The visual distance has exceeded 200 meters. At this distance, it is already beyond the effective range of the Tokarev 7.62mmP missed projectile. Even if it flies over, it does not have much lethality. He can only watch. Following these Finns, they began to retreat towards the back.

"Catch, chase me, catch them, avenge our sacrificed comrades!"

At this time, he has forgotten the orders of his superiors, don't touch the **** forest, where there are not enough people to die!

chase! Obtained his order, the Soviet soldiers jumped out bravely, chasing forward, must catch up with the other side, must kill these guerrillas!

The snow on the road was very compacted, but when they left the road, they found that they stepped on the snow half a meter deep. Every step they took, they had to pull their legs out of it. It took quite a lot of effort to come out.

The people in the distance don't seem to walk fast, and now they have greater perseverance than anyone else!

Catch up!

Victor was holding his submachine gun and almost ran ahead. In his vision, he could always see the Finns in the distance, but he couldn't catch up.

They came with anti-tank guns, moving slowly, and definitely not far away! This is Victor's judgment, the opponent can't throw it away with one shot, it will definitely take it.

In the past, there were no more guards in the convoy. Even if you were attacked, you had to endure it, but now it’s different. The platoon of your own is to protect the convoy. Now, you catch up and keep chasing the guerrillas. Afraid, they dare not come!

front.

"Don't row too fast!" Royce said: "We have to wait for the Soviets behind. If it is too fast, it is easy to throw them away!"

If they wanted to escape, they would have escaped long ago, but not now. They want more results, and they want to lead the Soviets into their ambush circles.

Alto in front of him suddenly slowed down. He turned his head and said to Royce, "Don’t be too slow. When we find that the Soviets are far away, we can take a break, wait for them, and take a few shots. go."

Sure enough, Aalto was also a veteran of guerrilla warfare, and he was playing with the Soviets behind him.

"Okay, then do that."

"Platoon leader, they seem to be far away!" A soldier shouted beside Victor, who was already a little tired.

"Work hard We are tired, they are even more tired, they still carry guns!"

If it was daytime and Victor could see that the opponent was using a sled, he might stop chasing after him, but now it was night, although there was snow, he could only see the silhouette of the person, not the specific situation.

Moreover, having entered the woods, it is even harder to see clearly. What's more, Victor is also more careless, not looking at the snow nests on the ground. Those snow nests are relatively shallow. In fact, they are deliberately faked by the people in front, just to attract them to chase.

"The platoon leader, I don't seem to see them anymore," a soldier shouted. He stood up and looked forward vigorously, as if there was nothing left.

"Bang!" Then, they heard a terrible gunshot. With the gunshot, a bullet hole appeared on the soldier's chest, and blood spewed outward, melting the surrounding snow.

He fell backwards feebly, he felt particularly cold, the temperature of his body was dropping sharply, and soon he would become a tough corpse.

Several figures appeared in front of them. They left the hidden trunk and continued to flee.