Chapter 2748 Subway 1945 (Part 2)

Based on the principle of foreseeing the enemy, Alsim's first expectation must be that there is a group of Nazi bastards hiding behind the corner. In the worst case, they may have discovered their arrival, set up firepower, and prepared to attack them by surprise.

But when Alsim heard the woman speaking, he realized that the situation might not be what he imagined, and took a step further, without the illumination of a flashlight, he carefully leaned out along the wall and saw the scene within his field of vision.

Everything in front of him still made Alsim feel a certain degree of surprise, and Alsim temporarily lifted his high alert combat preparations.

"They are German refugees, a group of old, weak, women and children"

The empty subway tracks are empty, and the subway trains that used to run every few minutes are now gone.

The platform, which was usually crowded with people, has now changed. It's not that there is no one, but the large and small bags of luggage and even small tents are piled together casually, and there is a fire on the platform to burn firewood and coal to keep warm and eat hot food. It is indeed a bit surprising.

"What is this? A family picnic for Germans? In the subway tunnel?"

The most iconic "features" of the Alsim Company are unruly and full of soldiers. This elite combat engineer company with 80% veterans will be weird if it doesn't make a few sarcastic remarks from time to time.

"Look, all women, old ladies, young wives, little girls, and little girls of a few years old, etc. There's a baby in her arms over there. I bet it's also a woman. A bottle of vodka, anyone want to follow?"

The German women sitting on the platform in groups of three or five could not understand what the Soviet soldiers were saying, but the fear in their eyes was real.

Seeing the deputy company officer coming forward, a woman in her early thirties who was closest to her immediately hugged the child in her arms. The rags wrapped around her like rags could not cover her trembling. The fear of something in her heart had been concretely manifested and unrestrained.

Moreover, the deputy company officer who came up to her could also guess what the woman was afraid of, but he and all the comrades behind him had no such plan from the beginning.

"Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you, we just have a few questions."

"Who is in charge here? Is there a leader? Have you seen the Nazi troops passing by here? Or know where they are?"

If it were Alsim, he would definitely not waste time on these German women. He is used to talking less and doing more. He is also not good at interpersonal communication, let alone communicating with hostile forces, even if it is just a group of war refugees.

But the deputy comrade plans to try, maybe he can ask something useful. It would be best if he could get some useful information in this dark subway tunnel.

"It's me, Mr. Officer. Please don't make things difficult for her. You can see that she is very scared now. I know something useful for you."

"Hmm?"

Alsim, who had no hope, was looking at the tunnel in the distance at the edge of the platform. After hearing the old voice coming from behind, he subconsciously turned his head and saw an old woman with a dog hugging her back, supported by a young girl, talking face to face with her deputy brother.

"Why are there only women here? Where did the men go?"

It's true that you can guess the possible answer, but it would be the best if you can get confirmation. Anyway, it's just a matter of a sentence, just as an opening greeting to get closer.

"The answer is on the ground, not here, officer. You should have seen before you came here that most of the men in this city were either captured, or hiding from being captured, or on the way to escape. Some have been killed by you or are about to be killed."

""

The old woman's answer was straightforward and direct, not only the deputy comrade who was talking directly, but also Alsim felt that some useful information might be obtained next.

"Are there Nazi soldiers here? Or when did they pass by here and in which direction did they go?"

The old woman, who even needed someone to help her walk, raised her crutches and pointed around. Although she was old, she spoke clearly.

"Look, does it look like there are Nazi soldiers here? There are only a group of old, weak, women and children who have lost their fathers, husbands, sons, and brothers. They are bloody wastes that can't even be squeezed out of surplus value in the eyes of the Nazis."

""

Every time the old lady said a word, Deputy Lian's cognition was refreshed, as if among all the Germans he had met since he came to Berlin, there was no one who lived more clearly than the old lady in his seventies in front of him.

"Let me think about it. Yesterday, a group of Nazi soldiers passed by. They gathered on the platform and stayed for a while. Then when the subway came, they quickly got on the train and left. There were about seventy or eighty people. Everyone had a gun in his hand, just like you."

"Today, no Nazi soldiers came here. We didn't have much food, and a few young girls discussed going up to take a look and try their luck, and then you came. This is the whole story."

Comrade Lian's premonition was not wrong. The old lady's words just now had provided very valuable information.

The subway system in the area under my feet is still functioning, at least partially. Just as Malashenko suspected earlier, the Germans' obviously unusual speed of dispatching reinforcements in the past few days really relies on the rapid force delivery support provided by the subway system.

The underground subway network that extends in all directions can ensure that the German garrison can quickly deliver troops to the nearest block to the battlefield to support the battle.

Even if heavy equipment cannot pass, the simple delivery of infantry reinforcements by head can play a big role.

After all, in an environment like street fighting, as long as you put a team of infantry into a building, it will be an earthen bunker turret, which can at least delay the enemy's offensive for a while and create more or less trouble.

This is the purpose of Alsim's mission this time, but now it seems that the necessity of the mission is more clear.

The hub of the subway network must be blown up, otherwise who knows how many reinforcements the Germans will quietly bring from under the crotch of the leader division. It would not be a good feeling to let the enemy run around under the crotch.

Thinking of this, the deputy company officer who wanted to go further was ready to ask again, which might be the last question.

Unexpectedly, Alsim, who had been watching the scenery from the side and did not like the deputy company officer's behavior, suddenly walked up to him and spoke quietly.