Chapter 1273: Catch Alive

After the recent setback, Malashenko, who wanted to be on the safe side, did not want to see Alexi and his reconnaissance company suffer greater losses.

The current loss can be easily made up, but if the entire reconnaissance company is wiped out, it will not be worth it. We, Ma, will not do a losing business.

Having made up his mind, Malashenko once again raised the microphone in his hand and pressed the call button, and blurted out an unquestionable order.

"Tell Alexi to hide and stay outside the village with his people. They are not allowed to do anything without my order! Wait until the main force arrives before starting the operation. His reconnaissance mission has been completed."

When Malashenko's order was clearly conveyed to Alexi, the captain, whose half arm was tied with a bandage around his neck and hung in the air in front of his chest, held the microphone in his hand with a look of surprise on his face.

"Are you sure? Comrade Division Commander really said that? Misrepresenting the order is a responsibility!"

The sound of the electric current accompanied the voice, and the voice on the other end of the communicator was calm and steady as usual.

"Yes, Captain. Your mission has been completed. The next task is to stay on the spot. The large force led by Comrade Division Commander will arrive soon. The call is over."

Zi--

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Alexi, with a black face, looked at the radio transmitter with only the electric current dead sound in his hand, and threw it out in a bad mood.

"Be gentle! Comrade Commander, if it breaks, we won't be able to communicate."

The transmitter with wires behind the buttocks was hanging in the air. Seeing this, the gunner on the side hurriedly grabbed this precious thing in his hand to avoid it from being damaged by bumps and bumps. He also reminded Comrade Commander Alexi how important this thing is.

"No, we can't just wait and do nothing. At least we have to find out what's going on in the village before the main force arrives."

Alexi has never been a law-abiding person. This is why he, a real veteran who has lived from the early days of the Great Patriotic War to the present, has endured so long in the war years to reach the position of captain. This is not without reason.

If Malashenko hadn't taken a fancy to the promotion, Alexi would probably still be a captain.

This is not to say that he is not capable, but his bad habit of "free play" on "existing orders" is really bad, and he almost ruined a big thing. His direct superior believes that such a person cannot command too many troops no matter how capable he is, which will cause big problems, but Malashenko is willing to try it on the premise of knowing this situation.

Maybe he forgets himself or is overconfident, of course, it may also be that he is really confident.

In short, Alexi once again planned to play big without making a sound. He obeyed the orders of the division commander, but he had to give it some freedom, such as capturing someone alive and interrogating him first.

The accompanying infantrymen had no radio, and the action instructions were all issued by Alexi, the highest commander of this small unit. Alexi, who had grasped this point, had his old habit again and planned to modify the order slightly.

"Lieutenant Peskov, do you see those Germans outside the village? Over there, the two near the corner of the village entrance."

Alexi, who had already got off the car, had only one thing to do, to find the target and then give orders to the infantrymen who came with him. Lieutenant Peskov, who led an entire light infantry platoon and was required to obey Alexi, happened to be a very smart man.

"I see, comrade captain, it's the two bastards smoking by the wall."

Peskov, who understood it immediately, replied.

"Very good, they are the two."

"Pick a few capable soldiers with quick and sharp hands and feet, and bring back at least one of the two Germans. We need to find out the situation in the village. I only need one, and you can kill or send away the other one, whatever you want, you can do it yourself, can you do it?"

Lieutenant Peskov, who received such a hot potato task all of a sudden, did not rush to give an answer on the spot, but chose to stick his head out of the snow pile, and took a few more glances under the white camouflage cloak on his body without being noticed. After figuring out all the terrain conditions and personnel distribution around, he opened his mouth to reply.

"Yes, but it's not easy to do, comrade captain. There are two Germans less than 50 meters away, but they are temporarily facing away."

"I'm not sure if the others can go, I will lead the people there myself and will definitely complete the task."

The infantry who can be assigned to the reconnaissance company to coordinate operations are naturally not just for show. Alexi, who trusts Lieutenant Peskov's skills very much, nodded.

"Well, be careful, don't provoke the Germans! If it doesn't work, come back, forget it if you can't catch them."

"I understand, comrade captain, leave it to me."

About three minutes later, Alexi, who was also wearing a white cloak and lying in the snow with a telescope in his hand, was staring at the three people who were crouching or even crawling in the snow from the low-lying blind spot of the German army's vision. They had already arrived very close. Alexi, who felt that he could hear his own heartbeat, knew that the critical moment was coming soon.

"Mikhailitch, start!"

The real action did not have any opening words, only clean and neat gestures, but the meaning was indeed like this.

After receiving the signal, a soldier took out the prepared branch from his waist, grasped one end with each hand, and broke it instantly with a crisp sound.

At this moment, there was almost no wind outside the village, and the timing was quite favorable for Lieutenant Peskov. The two Germans who had just finished smoking a cigarette and then smoked another one heard something wrong with the strange sound, and immediately put their cigarettes in their mouths, took off their rifles behind them, clasped their hands, and walked over.

The small cliff at the entrance of the village with a height difference of nearly two meters was an excellent ambush position. The two Germans who came forward with rifles just walked to the edge of the cliff and had no time to take a closer look. Two big hands suddenly jumped out from the invisible cliff slope and grabbed the muzzles of their guns. They pulled them down with force and force.

"Stop your mouth, put on the rope, hurry up!"

The two Germans who rolled down the slope with their guns hadn't reacted yet. They felt something fishy and smelly being stuffed into their mouths. The smell was even more pungent than falling into a cesspool when going to the toilet. The smell was really hard to describe, and the desire to vomit filled my mind in an instant, not to mention opening my mouth to speak.

But the matter was not over yet. The five-handed rope that was ridden on them was immediately lingering all over their bodies. In the end, a large bag was put directly on their heads, and the world went out instantly.