Chapter 903: Pursuit

"Stop!" Not far from the burning tank, Victor ordered his convoy to stop. Following his order, the crawler artillery tractor stopped first, and on the trailer behind, a named Soviet soldier, jumped down.

"Damn!" Here, Royce couldn't help cursing in his heart.

Originally, the plan was to open fire while the other party was approaching, and one shot would kill the soldiers on the trailer behind them, but they stopped before they reached the preset ambush area car.

Royce's gunner didn't have time to change his target, so he watched the opponent jump down.

"Wait." Royce whispered.

"Boom!" At this moment, a huge explosion sounded from the rear of the convoy.

Another recoilless gun has fired! Due to the relatively long distance, they did not see the situation here, and when they saw the Soviet convoy stopped, they fired unceremoniously.

"Fire!" On this side, Royce could only give an order.

When the explosion came from behind, Lieutenant Victor was shocked, and he guessed right, these guerrillas did not leave!

"Prepare to fight!" he shouted loudly, looking at his men, raising their guns one after another, and running towards the back.

"Boom!" The second explosion sounded from in front of him, he looked over, and the tractor on his side was already billowing thick smoke! Several nearby soldiers, hit by debris, fell to the ground screaming and rolling around.

"At three o'clock, there are five or six Finns! Kill them!" Victor shouted loudly, holding his PPD38 submachine gun and shooting at the people over there!

This submachine gun is an improved version of the PPD34 submachine gun. The design concept mainly comes from the German MP18II submachine gun. The structure and performance are quite similar. At the same time, some design concepts of the Finnish Somi submachine gun are also adopted in the design, such as the use of drums.

Because the design and manufacture of the Type 1934 submachine gun was too elaborate, it did not meet the requirements of the Soviet Red Army for mass production and widespread use of weapons at that time. So there is an improved type, which is rough in workmanship and convenient for mass production.

After all, it is a weapon with bursts, the amount of equipment is not large, and there is nothing commendable in general. Now, only Lieutenant Viktor has such a weapon, and most of the rest are M1891 rifles.

Just as he opened fire, the person on the opposite side also opened fire! What surprised him was that all the people on the other side were using burst weapons!

"Da da da!" The other party's bullets were strafing towards this side. In an instant, several Soviet soldiers screamed and fell down. The rest of the people quickly found a place to hide, and no one dared to rush forward. .

Victor also lowered his head, and the thick cotton hat flew from his head. He felt a burning sensation on his head, and with a touch, it was actually painted!

If he were a little taller, there would definitely be a big hole in his head, which did not frighten him. As a soldier who had participated in the civil war and chased after the white bandits, he was quite brave. The submachine gun fired.

Useless.

The visual distance has exceeded 200 meters. At this distance, it is already beyond the effective range of the Tokarev 7.62mmP Missile Bullet. Even if it flies over, it does not have much lethality. He can only see Following these Finns, they began to retreat to the back.

"Chase, chase me, catch up with them, and avenge our sacrificed comrades-in-arms!"

At this time, he has already forgotten his superior's order, don't touch that damn forest, where there are not enough people to die!

Chase! After getting his order, the Soviet soldiers jumped out without fear of death, and chased the front. They must catch up with the opponent, and they must kill these guerrillas!

The snow on the road was pressed very hard, but when they left the road, they found that they had stepped into half-meter-deep snow, and they had to pull their legs out of it with every step they took. It's quite strenuous to get out.

And those people in the distance don't seem to be walking fast. Now, they have more perseverance than anyone else!

Catch up!

Holding his submachine gun, Victor almost ran ahead. In his field of vision, he could always see the Finns in the distance, but he couldn't catch up.

They came with anti-tank guns, moving slowly and definitely not going far! This is Victor's judgment. The other party can't throw it away with one shot, and he will definitely bring it with him.

In the past, there were no more guards in the convoy. Even if they were attacked, they had to endure it, but now it is different. This platoon is to protect the convoy. Now, chase up, keep chasing, and beat the guerrillas. Afraid, they dare not come!

Front.

"Don't row too fast!" Royce said, "We have to wait for the Soviets behind us. If we go too fast, it's easy to throw them away!"

If they wanted to break away, they would have broken away long ago, but not now, they want more results, they want to lead the Soviets into their own ambush circle.

Aalto in front suddenly slowed down, he turned his head, and said to Royce: "Don't be too slow, when we find that the Soviets are far away, we can take a break, wait for them, fire a few shots, and then Walk."

Aalto is indeed a veteran of guerrilla warfare, which is simply toying with the Soviets behind him.

"Okay, then do that."

"Platoon commander, they seem to be far away!" A soldier shouted beside Victor, who was a little tired from walking.

"Work harder, we are tired, they are even more tired, they still have guns!"

If it was daytime and Victor could see that the other party was using a sled, he might stop chasing, but now it was night, although there was snow light, he could only see the silhouette of the person, but he couldn't see the specific situation.

Moreover, after entering the woods, it is even more difficult to see. What's more, Victor was also rather careless and didn't look at the snow pits on the ground. Those snow pits were relatively shallow, but they were actually faked on purpose by the people in front, just to attract them to chase.

"Platoon commander, I can't seem to see them anymore," shouted one of the soldiers, who stood up and stared hard, as if there was nothing left.

"Bang!" Then, they heard a terrible gunshot. With the gunshot, a bullet hole appeared in the soldier's chest, and blood spurted out, melting the surrounding snow.

He fell backwards weakly, he felt extremely cold, the temperature of his body was dropping sharply, and soon, he would turn into a hard corpse.

A few figures appeared in front of them, and they left the trunk where they were hiding and continued to flee.