Chapter 1544 Anton’s Top Confidant

"So, we are going to completely wipe out those Ukrainian bandits now? Is that right?"

When Iushkin, who had originally planned to return home and embark on his way back, heard the news brought by Malashenko, he was even a little bit unbelievable.

Iushkin thought that the bandits he had dealt with were all his strength, because they were really numerous and strong. The general bandits, let alone the scale of 300 or 400 people, even the weapons in their hands were far inferior to those of these Ukrainian traitors.

Various Tsarist-era light weapons, homemade cannons, and even homemade hunting rifles and truncated rifles used as pistols, all kinds of strange weapons can be seen.

As a result, these Ukrainian bandits had all the standard weapons of the Soviet and German armies in their hands. Some of the weapons were even very new. It was obvious that they were well maintained and not often used on weekdays. It was estimated that they would not be willing to use them until the critical moment. The condition of many of these guns was even better than that of the Red Army's infantry divisions. The light weapons of the Red Army infantry divisions that fought all day were still in a relatively poor condition.

So such a powerful bandit group is only a part of it, not all of it. Iushkin was so surprised when he heard the news that he could stuff an egg into his mouth.

"I still can't believe that this group of Ukrainian bandits is so powerful. You know, this is under the noses of the Germans and on the territory occupied by the Germans. These Germans were willing to die when fighting with us, so why are they so lenient with these bandits? Aren't they afraid of raising a tiger and getting themselves into trouble in the end?"

Of course, Iushkin is not the only one who is puzzled. Seryosha and Artyom, who are cleaning guns and loading ammunition next to the tank and checking the anti-aircraft machine gun on the roof, are also puzzled.

At least before coming to Ukraine, I have never heard of any bandit group that can be so big and strong. Strictly speaking, this combat effectiveness is almost as strong as an ordinary Red Army infantry battalion.

That is to say, they have no towed artillery and have a technical equipment shortcoming. If these bandits also have towed artillery, it is hard to say who can beat whom when facing an ordinary Red Army infantry battalion. After all, these bandits are indeed numerous and powerful, and these days, having more people is still a bit advantageous on the battlefield.

"I have only seen such a powerful bandit gang in books. That was when the motherland was just built and the remnants of the White Bandits were everywhere in the country. Many officers of the White Bandit Army led their own teams to become bandits. I didn't expect to see such a scene after returning to Ukraine today. Why didn't those Germans eliminate them? These guys will definitely threaten the rule of the occupied areas, right?"

Iushkin and Artyom brothers sang the same tune and held the same views. Seryosha sat on the turret and wiped the anti-aircraft machine gun carefully with a rag in his hand without interrupting. Only our old comrade Ma had a relaxed and calm face, and only cared about putting the tank cap on his head and preparing to get on the car. Ye Yan

"You may have a chance to see stronger bandits in the future, but that will not be in our motherland, but after we drive the Germans out of our motherland and fight abroad."

"There are stronger bandits???"

Looking at Malashenko, who had already put on his tank cap and tied his hat rope, Iushkin, who looked unbelievable, obviously had never seen the world. He couldn't believe that there were stronger bandits than this group of Ukrainian bandits.

"How can you be sure? No one knows the situation abroad. The countries occupied by the Germans have been ruled for several years. Will there be stronger bandits? I don't believe it."

From common sense, Iushkin's words do make sense. A region that has been occupied for a long time and is peaceful and has no large-scale wars may not have too large a scale of bandits, at least that's what most people think in this era.

But Malashenko knew clearly that the group of Popos whose natural skill is to die are an exception. If the Germans don't deal with them, they may feel itchy.

At the last moment before the Red Army was about to arrive in the existing history, all the armed forces in Poland rushed out, thinking of beating the Germans, who were in trouble. The number of people far exceeded the resistance forces of any completely occupied country in the German-occupied area. All the bandits and guerrillas had everything they wanted, which was simply a carrot meeting.

These Polish people were even able to fight a large-scale street battle with the Germans in their own capital, which showed their strength, but they just killed themselves in the end.

The larger-scale bandits that Malashenko referred to were naturally these Polish people, and there would be a chance for Iushkin to see them in the future. And Malashenko really didn't like these Polish people who were called "Europe's stepping cloth, and the powers stepped on them first when they went out."

Whether it is the distant future of the 21st century or looking back at the past of history, the Polish people's ability to kill themselves is unmatched in the whole of Europe and even the world.

A country the size of a palm is dreaming of a great power that is wilder than the Tsarist Russia. There is no sympathy for such a group of people who keep committing suicide and repeating the cycle. There must be something hateful about pitiful people. There is a reason why the Bobo people have been destroyed again and again.

Now, Malashenko, who has no time to talk nonsense with Iushkin, has to hurry up.

If the bandit leader named Anton runs away, it will be difficult for Malashenko to explain to Vatutin, the "victim", after all, this bastard almost took Vatutin's life.

At the same time when Malashenko officially set off and led the team on the journey again, Anton, who had just driven back to his old camp, was in a mess and looked exhausted. The lingering fear of fear still lingered in his heart.

"Water, give me a glass of water! I'm thirsty, hurry up!"

Even if he was defeated and escaped with only a few guards, Brother Anton still had the confidence and prestige he had accumulated over the years, so as soon as he sat down and yelled, his subordinates immediately brought warm water up.

It only takes one unlucky guy like Shouhou who is used as a gun by Brother Anton. If there are too many people who secretly hate Brother Anton, it will threaten to shake the foundation of his rule. If he is not careful, he will be killed by his subordinates. Anton, who is always careful, certainly understands this.

Gulp——

Gulp——

"Puha——Hu——"

He drank all the water in the quilt in one gulp. Feeling his heart still beating, Anton could not care too much now. Nothing was more important than saving his life. He had to find a way to escape first.

Thinking of this, Anton naturally thought of a person, the fat guy who was speechless by the skinny monkey before, who looked like a butcher selling pork.

Unlike the skinny monkey, the fat guy has always been devoted to Brother Anton and obeyed him unconditionally. He would never go west if you told him to go east. So even if this person is a little stupid and his brain is not as fast as the skinny monkey, Anton still prefers to use the fat guy. After all, this person is reliable and trustworthy, which is the most important principle of trusting people.

"Go, call Barannikov to me quickly and tell him to run over to me! No matter what he is doing now, even if he is taking a shit, go!"