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Chapter 2838 Field Hospital

"Needless to say, after we were brought to the headquarters, we immediately identified ourselves to the commander and even showed him our ID." Zhu Kewen explained with a wry smile: "But the other party said that our ID was fake and even punched us a few times." As he spoke, he pointed to his left cheek, and sure enough, there was a bruise.

Sokov was so angry that the blood rushed to his head. He cursed angrily: "Nonsense, it's just nonsense. What is this Nazorov doing? I have repeatedly warned commanders at all levels that if they catch any suspicious persons, they must carefully check their identities and not deal with them arbitrarily. He actually treated his comrades with such a bad attitude."

"Comrade Commander, could there be some misunderstanding?" Seeing Sokov getting angry, Belkin standing next to him hurriedly persuaded him, "Look, your old subordinates were sent here with only minor injuries, which means they still obeyed your orders and did not arbitrarily deal with the captured suspicious persons."

Seeing Bobrikov standing not far away, Sokov waved at him, motioning him to come over.

Bobrikov walked quickly to Sokov, straightened his back and asked: "Comrade Brigade Commander, what instructions do you have?"

Sokov pointed at Zhukov and Zub and said to Bobrikov: "Captain, they are my old subordinates. Find a place to settle them."

"Yes!" Boblykov agreed, then turned to Zhukov and Zub and said politely: "Please follow me, both of you."

After watching Bobrikov leave with Zhukov and Zub, Sokov turned back to the tent, picked up the phone on the table and called the Third Battalion.

As soon as he heard the voice coming from the receiver, Sokov said loudly: "Third Battalion Commander? I am Sokov."

"Hello, Comrade Brigade Commander." Nazorov asked respectfully, "Did you see those two people?"

"Yes, I have seen it." Sokov said unhappily, "I called you to tell you about this. They are my former subordinates, but I just found bruises on one of them's face. It is said that he was beaten by your men. Can you explain to me what happened?"

When Nazorov heard Sokov say that the two men were actually his subordinates, he couldn't help but panic: "Comrade Brigade Commander, this is all a misunderstanding. The two of them appeared in our defense zone and their behavior was very suspicious, so something unpleasant may have happened during the interrogation."

Sokov just wanted to sound a warning to Nazorov, not to punish him, so he specifically reminded him: "Next time you encounter this kind of situation, first find out the other party's identity and don't take any action rashly. Do you understand?"

"I see, Comrade Brigade Commander," Nazorov replied somewhat awkwardly.

After Sokov scolded Nazorov, he put down the phone and said to Belkin and Karsokov: "Deputy Brigade Commander, Chief of Staff, let's discuss the issue of sending troops deep behind enemy lines at night."

"Comrade Brigade Commander," Karsokov looked at Sokov and asked, "Which troops do you plan to send, and how many people will there be?"

"Pick up a hundred men from the reserve to form a temporary company to carry out this mission," Sokov replied. "To ensure the success of this operation, it would be best if they wore German uniforms to avoid being discovered by the Germans too early."

"Who do you intend to put in command of this force?"

Sokov thought quickly in his mind and quickly ruled out the three battalion commanders. None of them spoke German. If he led a troop wearing German uniforms deep into the enemy's territory and encountered the enemy, and no one spoke German, wouldn't that be a mistake?

After repeated consideration, Sokov made the final decision: "I think I should lead this army."

Sokov's words startled Belkin and Karsokov.

Belkin quickly persuaded him: "Comrade Brigade Commander, you are the head of a brigade. How can you leave your command position at will? I think it is better to arrange other commanders to command this special force."

Sokov knew that Belkin said this for his own safety, but he still shook his head and rejected the other party's suggestion: "Comrade Deputy Brigade Commander, I understand what you mean. You are worried that I will be in danger. But I have thought about it carefully. I am afraid that no one can complete this task except me. Think about it, a troop wearing German uniforms, but no one can speak German. If they encounter the enemy, as long as the enemy asks questions, won't it be exposed?"

"Doesn't your subordinate know German?" Belkin suddenly remembered Zhukov whom he had just met outside the tent, and said to Sokov, "You can let him command this unit."

"No, that won't do." But Sokov still rejected his proposal: "Lieutenant Zhukov does know German, but he is a junior officer in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. I am worried that he might make mistakes if he is asked to lead the troops to carry out missions behind enemy lines."

Seeing that Sokov was determined and his persuasion obviously had no effect, Belkin could only look at Karsokov for help, hoping that he could say a few words.

Karsokov saw Belkin winking at him, and after understanding what he meant, he said to Sokov: "Yes, Comrade Brigade Commander, you have a special status, how can you take risks easily? If something goes wrong, what should our troops do?"

Sokov had been thinking recently, if something unexpected happened to him, would he be able to return to the future? It was because of this consideration that he felt that no matter how dangerous the mission was, it was nothing to be afraid of, and at worst he would die.

"Don't worry, I know my limits." Sokov was worried that the two would continue to persuade him, so he quickly raised his hand to stop them: "You don't have to persuade me anymore."

"Chief of Staff," Belkin didn't want to persuade Karsokov anymore, seeing that Karsokov was not listening at all, he turned to Karsokov and said, "You go and select the men yourself, and follow the brigade commander to carry out the mission deep behind enemy lines."

When Karsokov was about to leave the tent, Sokov added: "Chief of Staff, remember to find the quartermaster Captain Ivan Popov and ask him to prepare camouflage uniforms for the soldiers."

"Yes, I remember."

By nightfall, all the 100 officers and soldiers who were to participate in the operation had assembled. Even Lieutenant Zhu Kewen and Lieutenant Zub, who had just arrived today, joined this special small force.

Sokov, wearing a German captain's uniform, walked among the soldiers in formation, checking their clothes and equipment to see if there were any mistakes.

Since these uniforms were collected from the battlefield, many of them had bullet holes and bloodstains. Fortunately, the operation was carried out at night, and the enemy would not easily find the flaws unless they got close to observe. As for German weapons, although everyone had a gun, the number of supporting ammunition was limited, which was not enough to support a medium-sized battle.

After discovering this problem, Karsokov whispered to Sokov: "Comrade Brigade Commander, the soldiers only have a limited amount of ammunition. If they run out of bullets, we will have no place to replenish them."

"Comrade Chief of Staff, don't worry." Seeing Karsokov's worried look, Sokov comforted him, "Since we are going deep behind enemy lines, we will naturally find a way to get enough ammunition. You don't have to worry about that."

Sokov called Zhukov to his front and said to him: "Comrade Lieutenant, now you are pretending to be a German lieutenant. When you march later, go to the back of the team. If you encounter the enemy, you will be the one to deal with it."

"Comrade Major," Zhukov waited for Sokov to finish speaking, then asked directly, "What is our mission behind enemy lines?"

"Our mission is simple, which is to attack the German army's camps and transfer stations to make them restless and disrupt their original combat deployment."

"Well, I understand." After learning about the mission behind enemy lines, Zhu Kewen quickly replied, "Leave the rear team to me. If we encounter the Germans, I know how to deal with them."

"Comrade Brigade Commander," Belkin came over and said to Sokov, "You are going to go deep behind enemy lines. Shouldn't you bring a radio with you? This will make it easier for us to keep in touch with you at any time."

Belkin's words reminded Sokov: "Yes, yes, Comrade Deputy Brigade Commander, you are right. We need to take a radio with us if we want to go deep behind enemy lines. This will make it easier for us to communicate." "Which radio operator do you plan to let go with you?" Belkin asked, "Morozova?"

Sokov shook his head again: "Morozova is an excellent radio operator. For her safety, let her stay at the brigade headquarters." He knew that this trip behind enemy lines was very dangerous and he was unwilling to take risks with a female soldier, so he rejected Belkin's proposal: "I think we should find another radio operator."

Ten minutes later, the troops disguised as German troops set off.

The troops moved forward along the dirt road and walked three or four kilometers, but still encountered no trace of the Germans.

Seeing this, Sokov couldn't help but wonder, "What's going on? We've been walking for such a long time, but why haven't we seen any enemies?"

Following Sokov was a captain who asked Sokov curiously: "Comrade Brigade Commander, are we going in the wrong direction?"

"How is that possible?" Sokov denied his statement without hesitation: "The Germans must be nearby, and they may appear soon. Everyone should be alert and prepared for battle."

Having said that, Sokov led his team for another two or three kilometers and still saw no trace of the enemy.

At this point, Sokov couldn't help but frown, wondering if he had really taken the wrong path. Otherwise, how could he have walked such a long distance without encountering a single enemy? This was too abnormal.

"The troops stop!" Sokov gave the order in time: "Rest on the spot!"

After the troops stopped, Zhu Kewen, who was walking behind the team, immediately ran over and asked Sokov about the situation: "Comrade Major, why did you stop? What happened?"

"Lieutenant Zhukov," Sokov explained to Zhukov, "We have entered the German defense zone for six or seven kilometers, but we haven't found any enemies. Don't you find it strange?"

Zhu Kewen nodded and agreed: "Comrade Major, I have already discovered this problem. What should we do?"

"The troops will stay where they are and rest. Send a reconnaissance team to investigate." Sokov said, "Find out what's going on?"

After that, Sokov called Sergeant Zub and told him, "Sergeant Zub, take five soldiers with you and continue searching forward. If you find anything, remember to send someone back to report to me immediately."

"Okay, Comrade Brigade Commander." Sergeant Zub answered readily, "I'll take my men to conduct reconnaissance right away."

After the reconnaissance team left, Sokov naturally would not let the soldiers sit on the roadside to rest. Instead, he asked them to hide in the woods on the roadside and arranged sentries in different directions so that if anyone approached, they could be discovered in time.

Half an hour later, a soldier who followed Sergeant Zub on a reconnaissance mission came back panting and said breathlessly, "Comrade Brigade Commander, we are ahead... ahead, we have... we have made an important discovery..."

"Don't be anxious." Sokov said to the soldier with a pleasant face, "Tell me slowly, what did you find?"

"There is a group of people gathered in the woods a few hundred meters away from here."

"Have you figured out who it is?"

"It looks like they are one of our own."

"How many people are there?" Sokov asked.

"There are probably more than a hundred people," the soldier replied. "Most of them are wounded, some are lying on stretchers, and their injuries appear to be serious."

"Wounded?" Upon learning that wounded Soviet soldiers were found ahead, Sokov could not sit still. You know, once these wounded were discovered by the Germans, they would be in great danger. The Germans would not waste their precious medicine on wounded Soviet soldiers, so the most direct way was to just shoot each of these wounded soldiers. "The troops are ready to go."

Sokov led his troops and the soldiers to the location of the friendly forces.

Sokov had a very bad first impression of this friendly force. They were clearly in enemy-occupied territory, but they were not vigilant enough and did not even arrange a sentry. As a result, after he met up with Zub and others who were lurking nearby, the enemy still did not notice anything.

"What's going on?" Sokov asked Zub, "Have you figured out what kind of unit this is?"

Zub nodded and replied in a low voice: "I have roughly figured it out. It seems to be a field hospital. Except for a few medical staff, everyone in the forest is injured."

Sokov couldn't help but frowned slightly after hearing this, and then asked: "Have you contacted them in the past?"

"No." Zub shook his head and replied, "I dare not act rashly without your order."

Sokov snorted coldly, then said: "Sergeant, go contact the person in charge of this unit immediately and ask him to come to see me immediately."

"Okay, I'll contact you right away."

Just as Zub was about to leave, Sokov stopped him and said, "Take off your German uniform, or people will think you are a German."

Zub agreed, took off his German military uniform, revealing the Soviet military uniform underneath, and then walked towards the friendly army's camp.

A few minutes later, Zub came over with a female soldier.

"Who are you?" The female soldier looked at Sokov, who was wearing a German uniform, and asked warily, "What are you doing here?"

Hearing the other party's question, Sokov was a little amused and thought, shouldn't I be the one asking you a question? Why did you ask me? "I am Major Sokov, the commander of the infantry brigade. Which unit are you from?"

The female soldier hesitated for a moment, then replied cautiously: "We are from the 18th Infantry Division Field Hospital."

(End of this chapter)