Chapter 909 Night Ambush
"Tonight, we are going to give the Soviets a big feast." In the woods, more guerrillas gathered, with excitement on their faces.
Their main force is the Mountain Division supported by Germany, and the 27JR Infantry Regiment of the 9th Infantry Division of Finland. Some time ago, they dispersed into small teams to perform guerrilla missions, and this time, thousands of people gathered, Still the first time.
Royce looked at the Finns. When the squad was active, no one knew how many people there were, but now, this is the first assembly, which immediately shows how large the guerrillas are operating nearby.
From a professional point of view, the military appearance of these fighters is not so neat, and they must not even be able to walk forward. However, this does not mean that their combat effectiveness is not high.
The ninth division was a temporarily recruited unit. Most of these units were hunters, just like Aalto who fought side by side with Royce, an old hunter.
At the same time, their weapons are also equipment adapted to severe cold areas. For example, not far from Royce, he saw a dog sled, a dozen cold-resistant huskies, sticking out their tongues, although In later generations, it was named Erha, but at least it shows that this kind of dog is quite intelligent, and the smartest dog will commit Erha.
And on the sled behind, there is a water-cooled Maxim heavy machine gun. This thing is definitely a weapon for killing people, and in the cold Finland, Maxim can give full play to its advantages. Snow is enough, and as the shooting continues, the snow gradually melts into water.
Such equipment, which exists in large numbers in the Finnish army, is even warmer than the iron-clad tanks and armored vehicles.
"Now, we need to assign tasks." Lieutenant Colonel Yo-McKiniemi, the commander of the 27th Infantry Regiment, said: "We have delayed the actions of the Soviets during the day, and now we need a strong blow to let the Soviet Union People know that they have been surrounded by our main force. Our 27th Infantry Regiment mainly dealt with Soviet armored vehicles and their infantry, logistics convoys, and volunteers mainly dealt with Finnish tanks."
Lieutenant Colonel McKinniemi is a fierce general, and the 27th Infantry Regiment is the most effective. The division commander, Colonel Arma Silaswuao, and the division chief of staff, Captain Alpomatinen, are all famous generals from this regiment.
Therefore, their regiment's equipment is also the most advanced. For example, more than 1,800 people in the entire regiment are equipped with Sumi 1931 submachine guns. In the woods, this weapon is quite effective.
Moreover, the bulky Maxim heavy machine guns they carry, combined with armor-piercing bullets, are enough to penetrate those armored vehicles, but they still do not have suitable weapons to deal with the tanks of the Soviet infantry divisions, and these tasks need to be handed over to the Volunteers.
It is still a secret that the German army joined, so the current German mountain division has completely changed into the clothes of the Finnish army. At the same time, their name is still called the Volunteer Army.
The 75mm recoilless gun they had on hand was the best weapon against a tank.
"Okay, no problem," said the volunteer commander.
"Let's set off now, secretly ambushed near the Soviets, attack together at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and retreat three minutes later." Lieutenant Colonel McKinniemi said: "Now let's check the table."
Nights in Finland are extremely cold. After moving on for an hour by the snow light, Vinogradov finally changed his mind about moving on.
On such a cold night, the march was a tragedy.
"Stop moving, rest on the spot, and make a fire to keep warm," Vinogradov said.
At night, fires are easy targets for snipers, but without fire they'll freeze into popsicles, which is better.
Of course Vinogradov knew this common sense, and at this time, he had some regrets.
If I knew earlier, I would not have rushed there so impatiently. At least I had to wait for the winter clothes to be issued, after I had clothes and tents to keep out the cold!
Now, they simply don't have that equipment.
Vinogradov watched the convoy stop, watched his men, jumped out of the car tremblingly, and searched for firewood in the snow, and branches to make a fire.
"Master, some of our comrades have frostbitten feet." An adjutant said to him. At this time, a tent was temporarily set up in a dry ditch next to the road.
Vinogradov walked into the draughty tent and listened to his deputy's report, his brows already furrowed.
They are still wearing summer leather boots, not frost-proof! Temperatures drop further as night approaches.
How to do? return to? Of course not, the military orders are like mountains, and if you go back because you don't have the equipment to keep out the cold, isn't that a shame to Marshal Voroshinov?
"Find more firewood and let the soldiers gather around the bonfire to keep warm." Vinogradov said: "Also, send more sentries to prevent surprise attacks."
What happened during the day is still vivid in his mind. He has lost hundreds of soldiers, and now, at night, it should be a good opportunity for the guerrillas to attack, and the Finns will not let it go.
After getting through this evening, until tomorrow, my troops will be able to join the 163rd Division.
"Yes." The deputy stepped back.
The night in Finland is cold. A cold wind blows, rolling up countless snow on the ground and blowing in everyone's necks. They feel their hearts tremble.
The firewood has been lit, but it is not warm at all. They feel their feet gradually lose consciousness. At this time, they are all thinking about the night in Ukraine.
Time passed little by little, the temperature continued to drop, many people fell asleep, and many people would never wake up again.
There are piles of bonfires burning next to the road. If you look at it from the sky, it must be a very beautiful picture, which is more romantic.
It's just that, right now, no one feels that way.
As time passed, the entire army became lifeless, many people fell asleep, and even the firewood was extinguished, and no one went to join.
By the end, even the Sentinel was numb from the cold, and crawled down on top of his machine gun.
The later in the night, the deeper one sleeps.
They didn't know that around them, a pair of eyes were already paying attention to them.
Royce looked at the watch on his arm, the hands were ticking, it was almost 12 o'clock!
In the sky, the stars twinkled.
"Fire!" a voice shouted.