Chapter 134 Guerrillas, our own people?
Armed men in civilian clothes on both sides encountered each other in front of the cave.
There are three people on He Chi's side, and a five-person team of four men and one woman on the other side.
"Davari! Are you from Kiev? Great!" The tall man in the lead on the other side walked over excitedly and wanted to hold He Chi's hand.
He Chi shook hands with the other party and said, "Who are you?"
"We also came from Kiev. There were Germans everywhere. Everyone was scattered. Is there anything to eat? We haven't eaten for a long time." The other party's face was covered with dust when he spoke, and it looked like he had driven away a lot of people. road.
"Yes, please wait a moment." He Chi turned back to the cave, took out the black bread and distributed it to several people, but quietly hid the dried meat.
The leader took the black bread and tore off a large piece of it, chewing it "Thank you! Davari, we have been dealing with the Germans all day, and we haven't rested yet."
< br>Several other people also took the black bread, but the food was not so sweet, especially the female soldier who only tasted a small piece and stopped eating.
“Comrade, how is the situation over there in the 26th Army?” He Chi asked casually.
"It's too bad. When we arrived, the Germans had already surrounded the 26th Army. We couldn't get in at all, so we had to go back through here." The other party replied while eating.
"We are going back too, do we want to go together?" He Chi took the initiative to invite.
"That's great. With experienced warriors like you, the road will be much safer." The other party extended his hand again, "Get to know Nukhamolenko, the guerrilla captain."
"Fortunately Yes, He Chi, sergeant of the Fourth Guards Regiment."
"Where are the other two ladies? Why don't you speak?" The other party looked at Tanya and Leah in the cave.
"They are not soldiers, they are just civilians I met by chance on the road. I plan to take them back with me."
"So that's it, you really worked hard." Nukhamolenko breathed a sigh of relief obviously, and then He glanced at the Ruger P08 pistol in He Chi's hand. "Davari, you have a good gun!"
"This is a trophy. I spent a lot of effort to get it. " The Oriental said with some satisfaction, and casually handed the gun to the other party and let him play with it, and said, "Please be careful not to misfire, there are bullets."
Nukamolenko held the gun and praised it. A few words, and then said to the people behind him, "Okay, everyone, spread out and take a rest. We will be on the road in a while."
The remaining four people spread out to find their own places, and gathered around them intentionally or unintentionally. The outside of the cave.
"Oh, by the way, I have something here. I got it from the Germans. You must be interested." The Eastern man seemed to suddenly remember something, touched his arms and stretched out his hand in front of several people.
Two people came over subconsciously, and someone asked casually, "What is it?"
"It's..."
"Tickets on the River Styx!!!"
He Chi suddenly rose up and slashed the two people in front of him with the sharp blade in his hand.
One person's throat was cut directly, and the other reacted a little faster and stretched out his arm to block it.
Poof!!!! Blood splattered, and someone suddenly grew a few centimeters taller, but it was only part of the body.
The accident happened so suddenly. As soon as the others reacted, Nukhamolenko raised the Ruger pistol in his hand and pulled the trigger at He Chi. Then he froze.
The gun chamber is empty.
Before he could draw the weapon again, the Easterner swung his right hand, and a bayonet flew out and penetrated Nukhamolenko's shoulder, knocking him to the ground.
"He has no weapons! Come on! Kill him!" The wounded man who fell to the ground shouted, covering his shoulders.
The strongest man in the team jumped forward and pulled out a dagger in his hand. But less than half a meter away from the two people, a silver-white dagger appeared from nowhere in the Oriental's hand. The revolver was pointed at the man's open chest.
Bang! ! ! ! A huge sound rang out, and the nearly 1.9-meter tall man was beaten back, leaving a big bloody hole in his chest.
The only remaining woman could not care less about accidental injuries and raised the Tokarev submachine gun in her hand.
Bang! ! ! !
There was a flash of fire in the cave, and a cloud of blood appeared above the head of the female submachine gunner. She swayed twice, and then fell straight to the ground.
All five people were knocked down in an instant.
Unlike Tanya who picked up the guy to help, Leah was obviously at a loss when faced with the sudden gun battle. She looked at He Chi, who suddenly turned into a murderous god, with a horrified expression on his face: "This What happened? Why did you shoot?"
"That's what I have to ask him." He Chi turned his gun and pointed it at Nukhamolenko who was lying on the ground.
"You should indeed be the guerrilla captain, but I'm afraid you're not from Kiev, right? Let me guess, Ukrainian Liberation Army?"
Nukamolenko sat on the ground, panting heavily and did not answer, but his expression But it was the default.
During World War II, Ukraine had a very special force, the Ukrainian Liberation Army. Their characteristic was their special "rigidity".
They were composed of local Ukrainian nationalists and were funded and trained by the Germans.
At first they were a bit similar to the domestic "Royal Association Army", cooperating with the Germans to attack the Soviet Union and engaged in the work of leading the party and screening local resistance elements. They looked like the so-called "Soviet traitors".
But by 1943, as the Germans plundered resources in Ukraine, especially food, they discovered that the Germans were also invaders, so while attacking the Soviets, they also began to attack the Germans.
At the same time, the two major opposing military powers in the world went to war. At the same time, it was impossible to find another such "rigid" armed organization.
"How did you tell?" Nukhamolenko asked through gritted teeth, big beads of sweat streaming down his head.
“I have dealt with the Germans a lot. People who have received German training will have some traces in their tactical movements. Although you have changed to Soviet-made weapons, it is still not difficult to see the habits in your movements. ”
“Because of this?”
"Of course not. Your people are used to eating the food supported by Germany, and the black bread is a little hard to swallow." He Chi pointed at a few guys who fell on the ground.
"The most important thing is, when did a guerrilla captain get the news that the 26th Army was surrounded? Unless the Germans themselves told you."
"You know So what? I won't say anything!" Nukhamolenko turned away with an uncooperative attitude.
"I don't need your cooperation." He Chi began to rummage through the contents of the fallen man's pockets.
He took out a certificate.
"Oh? You can speak four languages, and you also work part-time as a translator in the army? I didn't expect you to be a high-level talent." The Oriental man said in a teasing tone while holding his ID, then picked up a knife and approached the other party.
Nukamolenko gritted his teeth, only to find that the other party was not here to torture him at all, but to gently shave off his facial hair.
He Chi picked up something and fiddled with it. After a while, a face that was at least 60% similar to his own appeared in front of Nukhamolenko.
"Who are you?!" Nukhamolenko asked in surprise.
“Guess what?”
"Are you one of those Cheka bastards?!" Nukhamolenko roared emotionally.
The Easterner smiled mysteriously but did not answer him.
(End of this chapter)