Struggle in Russia

Lucien looked at Claude and seemed to understand something. He blinked and nodded again.

The team continued on the road, with Claude leading the way as before, and Bertrand at the back. The only difference was Lucien. He was like an impatient giant monkey, always looking around involuntarily, and from time to time. I glanced at Bertrand a few times. If it hadn't been completely dark, I'm afraid he would have defeated the gang.

Claude is very calm, just like a person who is fine, and there is no way to see what he wants to do.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and it was almost impossible to see the five fingers of one's hand. The team was moving slower and slower. Gradually, Bertrand realized that something was wrong.

"What's going on, where is this?" he screamed.

Only then did Lucien realize that the surrounding environment was so strange, and Claude actually brought them to a strange forest.

Surrounded by towering trees and dense grass, you can still faintly hear the howls of wild wolves.

The dense woods obscured everything, and there was no trace of human habitation at all.

Lucien was a little dumbfounded. He had never seen such a dense forest since arriving in Turkey. To be honest, he couldn't find the direction.

Bertrand screamed: "Claude, what the hell are you doing! What the hell is this place! How did you lead the way!"

Claude seemed to have come back to his senses this time. He looked around and replied apologetically: "Oh my god, where is this? I...I got the wrong direction. I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"

Claude seemed to blame himself. He kept apologizing and apologizing. The look of panic made Bertrand so relieved that he started to get angry more and more:

"Damn, you idiot, what can you do if you don't know the road... Do you know how much trouble you have caused us? Damn you idiot, tell me what you can do!"

The way he yelled and scolded was very ugly, which made Lucien furious. In his opinion, he just took the wrong way and went in the wrong direction. This is not a big deal, so why make such a fuss?

Besides, Claude had just saved them, so he shouldn't be angry at him.

Lucien couldn't bear his impatience anymore. He pushed Bertran and staggered him:

"What's the name? What's wrong with taking the wrong road? Who hasn't gotten lost yet! Just curse again!"

He was so evil that he was afraid of violence. Bertrand's arrogant arrogance had no way of doing anything when it met Lucien, a villain. He didn't even dare to let out a fart until his face turned blue.

Claude, on the other hand, was very humble and continued to apologize while holding Lucien: "Lucien, calm down! This is indeed my fault. I should be scolded. I deserve it."

Claude apologized repeatedly and held Lucien tightly to prevent him from having an attack, which made the big man quite depressed.

After struggling like this for a long time, the sky was so dark that it was impossible to find the direction at this time. A group of people could only look at each other and stare at each other.

"What to do? Which way to go?"

"God knows, these damn trees are so tall they're blocking everything!"

And Bertrand condemned Claude as always: "This is all your fault!"

Claude continued to apologize and suggested: "I think we should keep walking forward. I feel that that way is southeast!"

Before anyone else could say anything, Bertrand was the first to object: "No, we must not continue to move forward. You can clearly tell the direction, and it is definitely not the southeast direction!"

Lucien naturally wanted to help his good friend: "It's not the southeast direction? Then what direction do you say it is? I believe Claude, we should keep moving forward!"

Bertrand immediately sneered: "Although I don't know the specific direction over there, I firmly don't believe Claude, a road idiot. What if that side is the territory of the Russians? Then aren't we throwing ourselves into a trap? I think we should stay calm before deciding the direction, and it is best to take action after dawn!"

I have to say that Bertrand is not very good at fighting, but he is extremely smart in such small things. At least what he just said makes sense.

Many soldiers agreed with his opinion. Although they did not say it explicitly, their expressions betrayed their hearts.

Even though Lucien continued to speak for Claude, he felt that it might be better to wait until dawn.

"It is indeed safer to wait until daybreak to identify the direction," Claude said cautiously, "but would it be bad if we stayed out all night? The regiment commander might not be happy, and if we really reach the territory of the Russian army, I'm afraid they will find out immediately after dawn, which seems to be more dangerous..."

Claude's voice was weak when he said these words, and his words were full of uncertainty. He was very unconfident, but his words deeply affected everyone.

Even Bertrand, who had always been against him, stopped talking. He was not afraid of meeting the Russian army, but he was more worried that the regiment leader would be unhappy.

As long as he thinks that the mission assigned to him by the captain today has not been completed, and then he has not returned without a trace, if he does this, I am afraid he will never be a real company commander.

As for the other soldiers, they were more afraid of the Russian army. As Claude said, if they encountered the Russian army at night, they might be able to get away with it in the dark. But it is impossible to have such luck after dawn, and you will really have fallen into a trap at that time!

"We should move on!"

The soldiers started shouting one after another, but Bertrand remained silent. After a while, everyone unanimously agreed and continued to move forward.

However, the direction in which to go was not so unified. Bertrand was determined not to trust Claude's sense of direction. And he himself couldn't come up with any convincing opinions.

"What if we bump into the Russian army?" he said angrily, "He will kill us!"

Lucien was immediately unconvinced: "Only you will kill us. If you don't want to go with Claude, then you can stay here alone and wait to die!"

Seeing that these two people were about to fight again, Claude quickly smoothed things over: "Lucien, don't get excited. What the company commander said makes sense. You really have to be careful. If we run into the Russian army, we will be finished!"

He thought for a moment and then suggested: "How about this. Let's divide into two teams. Lucien and I will explore the way in front, and you, company commander, will follow behind. Even if we encounter the Russian army, we won't be completely wiped out!"

This suggestion immediately won the approval of everyone, except Lucien. The big man was confused and increasingly confused about what Claude wanted to do.

"What exactly do you want to do? Why do we rush ahead? Even if we want to explore the road, we have to let that bastard Bertrand go. Why should we risk it for him?!"