red moscow

Chapter 2724 The agency is too clever

The people on the truck opposite also saw Sokov's convoy and stopped immediately. Then the soldiers in the car jumped out and quickly dispersed to the road and both sides of the road, forming a fan-shaped defense circle.

"Sokov, what are they doing?" Seeing this, Andrei asked Sokov curiously.

"I think something is wrong." As a veteran who had fought in the Great Patriotic War for many years, Sokov immediately noticed that something was wrong with the other party and quickly turned to Andrei and said, "Andrei, immediately send a signal to the soldiers behind and let them prepare for battle. I suspect these people are Germans in disguise."

When they set out in the morning, Sokov was worried about the possibility of encountering the enemy on the road, so he agreed on a special communication signal with the soldiers in charge of each vehicle.

After hearing what Sokov said, Andrei realized that there was something wrong with the group of soldiers. He quickly raised his hand and knocked on the board behind the driving platform, and then opened the small window. Soon, a soldier came to the window and asked, "Andrei, what's the matter?"

"See those soldiers ahead?"

"I saw it."

"Sokov suspects that those are disguised by the Germans. Signal the vehicles behind and tell them to prepare for battle."

"Okay, I'll signal immediately."

The soldiers on the second car saw the signal sent from the first car and immediately sent it to the second car. The second car then sent a signal to the third car, like a relay.

The guard sitting in the passenger seat of the car saw the soldier in the front car constantly making gestures to the back, so he called Vlasov and said in surprise: "Comrade Commander, please look quickly, the soldier in the front car seems to be sending some signals to the back."

Vlasov looked over and saw that a soldier in the front car was gesturing in his direction. He also didn't know what was going on and could only frown and say, "Strange, what is this Sokov doing?"

The convoy stopped about ten meters away from the defense circle. Sokov got out of the car with a submachine gun in hand and saw a captain standing in the middle of the road with his hands behind his back. He turned to Andrei who was still sitting in the car and said, "Andrei, tell the soldiers to prepare for battle. If they find anything wrong, they should open fire immediately. Do you understand?"

"Sokov, isn't it too dangerous for you to go there alone?"

"It's okay. With you guys backing me up, how could I be in danger?"

Sokov came up to the captain with a gun in hand, raised his hand to salute and asked, "Comrade Captain, what are you doing here?"

"We have received a notification that Germans have infiltrated this area, so we need to conduct strict checks on passing vehicles."

"Oh, yes."

Sokov remembered three ways to quickly identify Germans: First, identify the accent. Russian has a lot of retroflex sounds, and some syllables are very difficult to pronounce. It is difficult for people who are not native Russian speakers to pronounce it exactly. Just because of this tiny difference, a disguised enemy can be exposed.

Second, look at the documents. The staples used on Soviet documents are made of crude steel and are very easy to rust; while the staples used on fake documents used by the Germans are made of stainless steel and will not rust at all.

Third, the spikes on the soles of the boots of the Soviet and German armies. The Soviet boots used round-head nails, while the German boots used square-head nails.

The man standing in front of him now, with the rank of captain, it was obviously unrealistic to ask him to say more; and checking his ID was even more impossible. Because the only way to distinguish between friend and foe was to look at the spikes on their feet. Sokov looked behind the captain and saw a row of footprints on the mud.

After a quick inspection, he determined that the footprints imprinted in the mud were the marks of square-headed nails left by German army boots.

After confirming the other party's identity, Sokov turned his head and looked behind him, and found that his soldiers were looking at him, as if they were ready for battle.

He turned around and faced the captain again, then asked in fluent German: "If I am not mistaken, you are the Brandenburg troops?"

The captain showed a shocked expression on her face, and then reached for her waist, as if ready to draw her gun. But how could Sokov give her a chance to shoot? He quickly lay back, sat on the ground, pointed the submachine gun in his hand at the captain, and pulled the trigger.

Amid the continuous gunfire, countless blood splashed on the captain's chest and abdomen. He screamed twice, covered the wound on his chest, and fell to the ground.

Seeing the captain fall to the ground after being shot, the soldiers standing in a fan-shaped formation suddenly woke up and quickly raised their guns to aim at Sokov. But Sokov would never let them hit him, and he rolled on the ground to get out of the shooting range.

Without waiting for these fake Soviet soldiers to fire again, the soldiers on the vehicles opened fire intensively with their weapons. For a moment, the soldiers were shaking like leaves in the wind.

When there was no one left standing, the soldiers in the first car jumped out and came to Sokov.

Vlasov also got out of his car, walked quickly to Sokov, and asked sternly: "Comrade Sokov, explain to me why you shot at our own people and killed them all without leaving a single one alive."

Facing Vlasov's accusation, Sokov said calmly: "Comrade General, what you see with your own eyes may not be true. You see them as your own people, but in my eyes, they are enemies."

"What? They are enemies?" Vlasov looked at the enemies lying in a pool of blood and asked with a frown, "How do you prove it?"

"It's very simple to prove it." Sokov bent down and dragged a corpse in front of him, lifted one of the corpse's feet, and said to Vlasov: "Comrade General, you can see that the Germans use square spikes, while our army's spikes are round."

In order to prevent Vlasov from not believing him, Sokov searched the body for a while, took out a certificate, held it in front of Vlasov, and continued: "Comrade General, look, none of the staples in the military ID are rusted. You know, the staples in our military IDs are easy to rust. The German staples are made of stainless steel, so they will not rust."

After reading Sokov's comparison, Vlasov couldn't help but gasp: "Sov, so they are Germans in disguise?"

"That's right," Sokov nodded and said in a positive tone, "I can be sure that this team is disguised by the Germans."

Vlasov roughly counted the bodies on the ground and said expressionlessly: "There are only 19 of them. How dare they attack our convoy of nearly people?" "Comrade General, the reason is very simple." Seeing that Vlasov seemed a little skeptical, Sokov quickly added: "They may have seen your car in the convoy and thought we had the big fish they wanted. That's why they hastily set up a cordon on the road, regardless of their smaller forces than us."

When Sokov said this, Andrei added: "Comrade General, Sokov is right. After the Germans set up a cordon here and blocked the way of our convoy, you would definitely get off the car and ask in person what was going on. When you appeared, that was when they took action. But they never dreamed that their identities would be exposed too early."

"That's right, Comrade General." Sokov waited for Andrei to finish speaking, and then continued, "The Germans must have wanted to wait for you to get off the car and catch you as a big fish, so when they saw that I was the only one getting off the car, they didn't act rashly. Who knew that it was this wrong decision that led to their annihilation."

A soldier came over with the military ID found on the body and handed it to Sokov.

Sokov opened it and took a look. He found that the staples inside were indeed made of stainless steel, without any trace of rust.

"Comrade General, look, this is the military ID they carried." Sokov handed the military ID to Vlasov. "It's the same as what we know."

After reading the military ID in his hand, Vlasov finally agreed with Sokov's statement. The small unit that was destroyed was indeed a disguise by the Germans. After handing the military ID back to Sokov, he asked, "What about these bodies?"

"Of course we have to dig a hole and bury them," Sokov said, "otherwise our passing troops will mistake them for our own people."

"Sokov, you are right." Vlasov nodded and said, "We can't let them lie on the road like this, or our own people will misunderstand. When you lead people to dig pits to bury them, remember to take away their uniforms and weapons."

"Understood, Comrade General." Sokov agreed and ordered Andrei: "Andrei, you must immediately lead people to dig pits and bury these bodies. We still have to continue on our journey."

"Why do you always give me such a hard job?" Andre muttered, turned around and called for help, preparing to find a place with soft soil beside the road to dig a hole to bury the bodies of the Germans.

When Andrei led his men to dig a pit on the roadside, Vlasov said to Sokov, "Comrade Sokov, although you are a new soldier, I think you are quite capable. After this new appointment, are you interested in staying with me?"

After hearing this, Sokov couldn't help but shudder, thinking to himself, I don't even have time to hide from you, and I'm still following you. Isn't that like an old man hanging himself because he thinks his life is too long?

However, he did not refuse Vlasov in person. After all, he still had to escort him to Moscow. He could only say politely: "Comrade General, thank you for your kindness. As for where I will go in the future, I will wait until your new appointment comes out. If the Supreme Command wants to keep you in Moscow, I am afraid that I will not be able to stay even if I want to."

"Why do you say that?"

"The front line needs people." Sokov said insincerely: "People like me who have a little combat experience will definitely be sent to the front line."

As they were talking, a convoy drove over from a distance, and the supplies on the vehicles were covered tightly with dark green canvas.

The convoy stopped a few dozen meters away, and an officer and several soldiers came over. Their weapons were not raised in their hands, but held in their hands. It seemed that they were ready for battle.

Seeing this, Sokov quickly gestured to the machine gunner standing in the carriage. After the other party understood, he aimed the machine gun mounted on the driving platform at those people. As long as he saw Sokov giving a signal, he would pull the trigger without hesitation.

"Which unit are you from?" the leading officer shouted from about ten meters away.

"We are from the 4th Mechanized Army." Since Sokov's unit had no number, he could only temporarily borrow the number of the unit commanded by Vlasov: "We have been ordered to escort a senior commander back to Moscow."

After hearing what Sokov said, the officer raised his hand and asked the soldiers around him to lower their guns. Then he walked up to Vlasov alone and reported his name, rank, and position in the unit to him.

After finding out that the other party was a transport captain, Vlasov asked with interest: "Comrade Lieutenant, where are you planning to send this batch of supplies?"

"Report to Comrade General, this batch of supplies is sent to Nieren."

"Oh, so it was sent to Nezhin," Vlasov said with a smile. "We left there just this morning."

"Comrade General," the transport captain looked at the bodies thrown beside him and asked curiously, "What happened to these bodies?"

"They were a group of Germans disguised as our soldiers," Sokov said first. "They tried to intercept us here, but we found out and they were wiped out."

In order to convince the transport captain that what he said was true, Sokov even pulled him to squat next to a corpse and said, "Comrade Lieutenant, you see, the spikes on the bottom of their shoes are square, while ours are round."

The transport captain carefully looked at the soles of the corpse's shoes and found that the studs on the soles were indeed square. He nodded and said, "Yes, his studs are indeed square."

Sokov handed the transport captain a captured military ID card and said, "Look at the staples in the military ID card. They are all made of stainless steel."

"Comrade soldier," the transport captain said to Sokov after he confirmed that the bodies on the ground were not his own, but Germans disguised as his own. "I saw so many enemy bodies lying on the ground from afar, and I thought they were a small unit wiped out by the Germans, so I brought a few soldiers to check. Fortunately, I didn't act rashly, otherwise our own people would have fought each other."

The misunderstanding was cleared up and the convoy was about to continue on its journey. Sokov quickly asked Andrei and the others to move the bodies off the road so as not to affect the normal driving of the convoy.

The transport captain asked curiously, "Comrade Soldier, I see you have no military rank, why do these soldiers obey your orders so well?"

Before Sokov could speak, Andrei spoke first: "Comrade Lieutenant, in our army, we don't look at rank or position, we look at who has the ability. Although Sokov is a new recruit, he has made great contributions. Just because of this, there is no soldier in the company who does not obey him. It is precisely because of this that even if he has no rank, the soldiers in the company will obey every order he gives."

"So that's how it is." After figuring out what was going on, the transport captain nodded slowly. Seeing his truck approaching, he extended his hand to Sokov and said with a smile, "Comrade Soldier, we'll see each other later. I hope that when we meet again next time, you'll have achieved a military rank that matches your abilities."

(End of this chapter)