Red Moscow

  Chapter 718 Fierce Eyes

  Sokov held his gun and sat motionless in the trench, listening to the gunshots, explosions and screams from the left and right. He knew very well in his heart that at this moment, no movement is worse than stillness, there is smoke everywhere, everyone's visibility is limited, and everyone is continuing to fight by relying on their own instincts. If he stood up recklessly and was killed by stray bullets, it would be too wronged up.

  Although he didn't want to add to the chaos in this situation, he still heard someone running towards him along the trench. He concentrated on looking in the direction of the footsteps, and instinctively aimed the gun in that direction. Not long after, he saw a shadowy figure break into his line of sight, and it took less than a second for Sokov to see clearly that what the person was holding seemed to be a submachine gun, so he did not hesitate He pulled the trigger and knocked the opponent down in the trench.

  Before Sokov took the lead in the charge, he saw that almost all the soldiers on the ground were using rifles with bayonets. Only Gladshev and Samoilov were using submachine guns. Therefore, he felt that the people who used submachine guns in the trenches were almost all enemies, so he shot so decisively. As for other soldiers picking up the German submachine guns, or Samoilov and the two of them being knocked down by him as Germans, there is no way. After all, this is on the battlefield, and any short hesitation will ruin him. life.

  The sound of gunfire and explosions stopped soon. I don’t know whether the Germans were all wiped out, or whether the two sides were afraid of accidental injury and threw their hands at the mouse, temporarily stopping the fighting. As soon as the gunfire stopped here, the mortarmen in the distance also stopped firing smoke bombs here. The smoke covering the trench gradually became thinner under the blowing of the river wind. Sitting in the trench, Sokov could clearly see the corpses lying seven or eight meters away and the wounded still struggling.

"Stop shooting, stop shooting!" Soon, Gladshev's shout came from nearby: "The enemy has been eliminated by us, don't shoot again, so as not to cause accidental injury!" Although the shooting had stopped long ago, the major To be on the safe side, I still yelled over and over again.

   Sokov sat on the ground for a while, and Samoilov came to find him. As soon as he saw Sokov sitting on the ground, he immediately walked a few steps quickly, bent down and asked nervously, "Comrade commander, are you not injured?"

   "Have all the enemies been wiped out?" Sokov stood up while leaning on the trench wall, looked at Samoilov and asked, "Are there any serious casualties?"

   "They should all be wiped out." Samoilov replied with some hesitation: "Both sides are wearing the same uniform. In such a chaotic situation, there is really no way to tell them apart."

   "Comrade Second Lieutenant," Sokov felt that after the melee just now, there must be some Germans who survived, but the troublesome thing is that they are all wearing Soviet uniforms, and it is really impossible to recognize them at a glance. This force is the guard battalion of the headquarters. If one or two Germans are really mixed in, just throw a grenade at the room where Chuikov and the others are staying, then the 62nd Army may fall into chaos due to losing command. So Sokov felt that the remaining Germans should be eliminated immediately, so he told Samoilov: "Let Major Gladshev gather everyone, and I will help identify whether there are Germans among them."

   Regarding Sokov’s statement, even Samoilov, who has always admired him, is still skeptical: “Comrade commander, can you identify hidden enemies from people wearing the same uniform?”

"Yes, I have a way to identify." Sokov said, pushing Samoilov on the shoulder, and urged: "Go to Major Gladshev, it's too long, I fear some Germans will slip away."

  After Samoilov left, Sokov suddenly remembered that something seemed to bump into his abdomen when he was charging, so he lowered his head to check. At first glance, his face showed surprise, and he saw two or three holes in the coat. At first he thought it was scratched when he fell into the trench, but when he looked carefully, he found that the holes were The edges are all scorched marks, proving that they were not scratched, but pierced by bullets.

  In order to find out why he was hit by a bullet and why there was only a hole in the military coat, but he didn't feel any pain at all, Sokov quickly untied the military coat and carefully inspected the part where he was shot. It was found that there were a few small white spots on the metal armor worn inside, which should be the position where it was hit by bullets.

  After seeing it clearly, he couldn't help but gasped, thinking that the armor that the person from the parallel space gave him was really made of vibrating gold, and could actually block the enemy's bullets? Hearing the sound of footsteps, he hastily buttoned up his clothes. Such a treasure should not be seen by others.

It was Gladshev himself who came over. After seeing Sokov clearly, he quickly stood at attention, straightened his body and reported, "Comrade Colonel, my troops are gathering not far away, please go over and help us identify Are there any enemies?"

  Sokov nodded, carrying a gun and followed Gladshev to the place where the troops gathered. As he walked, he asked: "Comrade Major, do you know everyone in the battalion?"

This question caused Gladshev to show an embarrassed expression on his face. He replied with a bitter face: "Comrade Colonel, people in my guard battalion are transferred or sacrificed every day, and people join in every day. I really don't think so." Find a way to recognize them all." After a pause, he asked tentatively, "Do you have any good methods?"

  Sokov did not immediately satisfy his curiosity, but replied casually: "Comrade Major, don't worry, you will know when you get to the place."

The two soon arrived at the place where the troops were assembled. Sokov took a look. There were still about twenty soldiers surviving, neatly lined up in two rows. It seemed that their casualties were not high in the battle that just ended Big.

   Sokov came to the front of the queue, but did not speak, but scanned each soldier one by one with his eyes. It may be that Sokov took the lead in the charge and won the respect of the soldiers, but when Sokov met their eyes, he could see curiosity and admiration from the faces of these soldiers watching him; and the eyes of two soldiers They seemed to be dissociated, and they looked forward blankly, but when Sokov looked at them, they immediately turned their eyes elsewhere.

   "Comrade Colonel," Gladshev came to Sukov's side and asked in a low voice: "Can you recognize those impersonators from the Germans?"

  Sokov didn't answer him, but pointed at the two soldiers whose eyes were wandering, and raised his voice, "Those two soldiers, please come out!"

  The two fighters he had named came out of the crowd reluctantly and stood in front of Sokov. Sokov winked at Samoilov who was standing aside, signaling him to keep an eye on the two. Seeing Sokov's wink, Samoilov nodded understandingly, and immediately pointed their guns at the two with several subordinates.

When the two men saw that several soldiers under Sokov were pointing their guns at themselves, they asked preemptively: "Comrade Colonel, what's going on? Why are they pointing their guns at us? Are we Is it German?"

  Sokov ignored the two men, but asked the soldiers, "Comrades, do any of you know these two men?"

  Hearing Sokov's question, the team fell silent, and no one spoke. Gladshev thought that the soldiers hadn't heard Sokov's question clearly, so he also took a step forward and asked, "Comrade Colonel, who knows these two people?" The answer to him was still silence.

  Under such circumstances, no matter how stupid Gladshev was, he knew that there was something wrong with these two men, so he quickly called two familiar soldiers in the front row to disarm the German soldiers in Soviet uniforms. Then he said to Sokov in an admiring tone: "Comrade Colonel, you are so powerful that you were able to catch the Germans pretending to be us so quickly."

Sukov felt that there might be more than these two surviving Germans, so he continued to ask the soldiers in the queue: "Comrades, there may be Germans hiding among you, please look to your left and right, and see if you know the people around you?" people?"

  Gladshev didn't expect Sokov's methods of identifying the enemy to emerge so endlessly, and he quickly shouted: "Have you heard what the colonel said? Take a closer look at the people around you, are they comrades you know?"

  The soldiers in the queue, upon hearing the orders from Sokov and Gladshev, all looked around to see if they were comrades who were fighting side by side with them. In this way, within a short time, another hidden German soldier was found out.

   Gladshev looked at the three German soldiers who had been taken out, and asked Sokov for instructions: "Comrade Colonel, how should we deal with these prisoners?"

"Major," Sukov said lightly, considering that this is not his territory, and it is not his turn to dictate how to deal with the prisoners, "they are your captives, and it is up to you to decide how to deal with them. I I have to rush to the headquarters immediately, I guess the commander is waiting in a hurry."

  Hearing that Sokov was about to go to the headquarters, Gladshev quickly asked respectfully: "Comrade Colonel, do you need me to send someone to guide you?"

   "No." Sokov waved his hand and said to Samoilov: "My guard platoon leader knows the location of the headquarters, let him guide me."

  When Sokov led Samoilov and the others towards the headquarters, Samoilov asked curiously: "Comrade commander, tell me about the cow, what will Major Gladshev do with these prisoners?"

"Enemies wearing our military uniforms should belong to spies." Sokov smiled lightly and replied, "In war, spies are dealt with directly and are sentenced to death." As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came from behind him. A few gunshots made the best comment for what he said.

  (end of this chapter)