My own war game

Chapter 152 Kidnapping the Admiral
The soldiers collected dead branches from the wild and built a bonfire. Twenty or so people used the only three remaining aluminum lunch boxes as pots and cooked some beans in them. The black bread was broken into small pieces and divided equally among everyone.

Boiled water, boiled beans, and black bread—this was the meal for the defeated army.

No one complained because it was the best meal anyone had had in three days.

A conversation was going on in the jungle not far away.

"He, I don't understand. Since we have found our own people, why don't we ask them for help directly?" Leia held the submachine gun with a puzzled look on her face.

"Okay, what are you going to say?" He Chi, who was sorting out his weapons, asked back.

"Um, I was saying..." Leah opened her mouth and suddenly got stuck.

"I walked over and told them that our people were injured more than 20 kilometers away in the opposite direction. Lend me your armored vehicle and hand over all the medical supplies in the vehicle. Do you think anyone would agree at this moment?"

Leia was silent. She was no longer the enthusiastic young woman who had just joined the militia. In such a time of total defeat, vehicles and medical supplies were very precious things. It was hard to imagine that the other party would agree to such conditions.

"Do we really need to use weapons?" Leah said hesitantly.

"Don't worry, as long as we act quickly we can grab the things and run away without hurting anyone." He Chi gestured with the "thing" in his hand.

After the meal, Kirponos leaned against a tree and took a nap. He will be 50 years old next year, and his physical condition cannot be compared with that of young men. He has been relying on willpower to persevere throughout the journey.

The autumn wind blows, and bursts of fragrance from wild flowers waft over, making people feel lazy, as if the fierce battle and escape a few days ago are already a very long time ago.

He wants to take a nap now...

wrong!

Kirponos woke up and opened his eyes suddenly. In front of him, he saw a black shadow tiptoeing towards the armored vehicle.

"There's an enemy!" Kirponos shouted and reached for his pistol, but the opponent was faster and was close to him in a moment.

The short blade pressed against the general's chin and held him hostage.

"Let go of the commander comrade!" The lieutenant who reacted first stood up and raised his pistol.

The other soldiers also stood up when they heard the sound and tried to pick up the guns on the ground.

Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da!
A string of bullets hit the ground, stirring up pieces of dirt, and the soldier was so frightened that he retracted his hand.

It turns out that there are enemies lying in ambush in the woods, and this place has been targeted.

"Gentlemen, please do not move for your own safety. I am just here to find something and do not want to see any bloodshed!" the man shouted to everyone present in standard Russian.

"Robber the regular army and you will be hanged for treason!" the lieutenant threatened with a gun.

"Really? But I remember that retreating without authorization despite orders is the most serious crime of treason, right?" The other party retorted in a sarcastic tone.

After hearing these words, many soldiers lowered their heads silently, their eyes flickered, and it was obvious that they were also worried about their future fate.

In fact, Order No. 227, known as the "No Retreat Order", was not issued until 1942. In the final stage of the Battle of Kiev, Stalin had allowed the front-line troops to retreat (although most of them were unsuccessful).
However, due to the chaotic situation, many of the final retreat orders were not conveyed to the grassroots soldiers, so many people here now have the psychological burden of being deserters.

The visitor's words caused the morale of the soldiers, who had just been calmed down, to waver.

"Let the commander go and take whatever you want!" For the general's life safety, the adjutant began to compromise.

"It would have been fine if the officer wasn't so alert." The attacker took Kirponos hostage to the armored vehicle and dug out a medical kit from the vehicle. He then said to the lieutenant, "Please send us there, officer. I'll tell you where to go on the way."

"You bastard!" The lieutenant was furious, but there was nothing he could do. For the admiral's safety, he had to do it.

So, in full view of everyone, He Chi forced the supreme commander of the Southwest Army Group to sit in an armored vehicle and set off on the return journey.

Ten minutes later, He Chi took the knife away from the admiral's neck. Leah had already got into the car, picked up the gun and looked at the lieutenant in the cab.

"There are only two of you?" Only then did Kirponos realize that he and his group seemed to have been fooled.

"That's enough, isn't it? Comrade Kirponos." He Chi sat opposite, fiddling with the MP40 submachine gun in his hand.

! ! ! !
The other party actually recognized him! Kirponos' heart sank.

"So you are on the German side?" Kirponos' face darkened.

"No, strictly speaking, I am not on either side of the Soviet Union or Germany." He Chi then raised the MP40 in his hand. "Oh, this is captured, please don't misunderstand."

Hearing that the other party was not a group of Germans, Kirponos's expression eased a little. "I felt sleepy just now, and the soldiers were not very alert. Did you do it?"

"Yeah," He Chi nodded and readily admitted, "The powder mixed with St. John's wort and Valencia pollen, blown in the wind, has the effect of helping you sleep."

He then added, "In fact, the effect is not that obvious. The fundamental reason is that you are too tired."

Kirponos looked at the other party and instinctively felt that the Oriental people on the opposite side were not simple. In the situation just now, if the people on the opposite side were determined, it would not be a problem to kill them all.

Therefore, the general had a hunch that what the other party said might be true. As long as he was not captured by the Germans, he was even a little curious about what the other party was trying to do.

The moon had risen. The armored vehicle drove down the path and into a cornfield. When the stalks on both sides were separated, the scene in front of him scared the general.

A sdkfz251 half-track light armored vehicle fell miserably to the ground, its top was black, obviously it had been hit hard.

The German corpses on the ground were piled up in various postures, and there were at least thirty or forty of them.

Among them, there were two human-like objects that were burned beyond recognition, which gave people all kinds of associations.

"these are……"

"Oh, my team encountered the Germans here and killed some of them."

Hiss~ Kirponos took a breath. Killing more than 30 Germans at one time can no longer be considered a small battle. This shows that the combat effectiveness of the opponent's team is very strong.

And how many people are there in a team?
Fifteen? Ten?

Looking at the girl in front of him holding a submachine gun, the general fell into deep thought.

Squeak~, the armored vehicle stopped, and two people came out of the stone house opposite. One of them was a tall and thin man who walked towards them quickly.

"He, you are finally back, Tanya..."

Then the man was stunned, a look of horror appeared on his face, and he immediately stood at attention and saluted.

"Comrade General! Why is it you?!"

(End of this chapter)