Iron Cross Fire

Around two o'clock in the morning, the raid began, and Yevgeni led his men to Vasala.

Since knowing that Vasala was a colonel, no one dared to provoke him, but they were still curious why there were only a few soldiers around a colonel-level officer.

Yevgeni took out a map from his waist, which was full of the internal structure of the port. If it was correct, it should be the structure of the port they needed to attack.

He stared at Vasala with his eyes, took a deep breath to suppress his anger, and said calmly:

"There is a barracks in the north of the port, with an estimated four to five hundred people. Most of them lack clothing and food, and each person can shoot five or six shots at most.

I hope you can burn down the barracks to put the enemy in chaos, and it can also serve as a signal to call for internal help.

Your action is crucial. We will launch the attack only after receiving your signal. I hope you will take it down. Thank you."

Vasala was surprised why he became so polite, and agreed with some regret, and then left without looking back.

Although his men suspected that Yevgeny wanted them to die first, Vasara didn't think so. The revolutionary troops had very poor combat effectiveness. Without their help, how could Yevgeny's action succeed?

Moreover, if he died, the angry Kust would raze the entire Tsaritsyn to the ground, even though Yevgeny and his men didn't know that he was Kust's son.

Vasara ignored his subordinates' concerns and took them away after packing up their equipment.

They first went outside the port to observe the situation. Seeing that there was no one guarding the entrance and exit, they carefully moved over.

After climbing for a while, they found that there was not even a street lamp on inside, and no one was guarding it.

Vasara became bold and ran all the way with his men, and soon ran to the checkpoint.

Seeing that the distance was not far, several people quickly pulled back to avoid hitting the railings and squatted on a grassy area outside.

Thanks to their gray and black clothes, they were lurking in the dark and almost no one could find them. As for the hurried footsteps, the Russians may have fallen asleep and didn't hear them, so they didn't react at all.

Feeling that there seemed to be something blocking the way in the dark, Vasala looked up and saw two sentry towers standing in front of them.

He made a gesture, and a group of people followed him, holding guns to guard the surroundings.

He climbed the stairs cautiously with one person.

However, even if he used less force, the collision between the leather boots and the iron plate did not decrease. He was extremely nervous every time he took a step, which was as sharp as the friction of iron needles.

In the end, there were only five steps left, which was enough to see the situation above from below, but Vasala didn't see a single figure.

Vasala took courage and stepped on the steps more carefully, pointing his gun at the corner where someone might appear.

He looked out and saw a dark shadow lying on the floor behind him.

He was startled, but fortunately he didn't make a sound. After recovering, he quickly aimed his gun at him, and his teammates under him also reacted, and the two of them became alert together.

After waiting for nearly ten seconds, seeing that the shadow still had no reaction, he gently touched his teammate below with his hand.

The teammate below understood and quickly climbed the stairs, pointing his gun at the shadow.

The shadow still did not move, so the teammate took out the dagger from his waist and slowly approached it.

The teammate rushed over with a dagger in his hand pointing directly at the throat.

In an instant, a large amount of deep red blood gushed out from the neck of the shadow, like a rose blooming in the darkness, floating into the endless darkness, finally giving the world some vitality.

The teammate was about to retract the dagger, but suddenly felt something grabbing him, and wanted to break free but couldn't.

Looking back, a Russian stared at him with a hideous face. The blood on his neck was clearly flowing all over the ground. A normal person would have died long ago, but he still had so much strength to hold him, and he couldn't push him out after several struggles.

Vasa was also shocked when he saw it, and he didn't react for a while.

After hearing his teammates' call for help, he quickly drew out his saber and changed his position to chop at the Russians to avoid accidental injuries.

After a knife cut, the man's skull was blown off, and the gray brains splashed out and sprinkled on Vasala's collar.

But he was still in shock for a long time and didn't notice these dirty things.

It wasn't until his teammates carefully reminded him that Vasala reacted and hurriedly took him down.

For the other outpost, with the shadow caused by the previous one, Vasala ordered only two people to be on guard and three people to go up to act just in case.

With the experience of the last time, everyone became more cautious this time, and it took nearly four minutes to climb this tower that was less than ten meters high.

However, after a hard time, several people found that there was no one guarding the tower, which was a waste of effort.

But Vasala was not angry. After all, there was nothing wrong with being cautious.

Looking at the watch, it was already 2:30, and it had to be faster, otherwise the revolutionary team might not be able to wait.

After walking down, he ran all the way with a few people. During this time, they didn't see anyone. The whole port seemed empty.

Only a few Germans walking on the street knew that a fierce battle was about to break out in this port, a battle with a clear ideology!

Soon, they walked outside the military camp.

Vasa ordered his men to observe the surroundings, pull all the things that could be burned, and tell him everything worth reporting.

Several people dispersed in an instant, each going to do their own thing.

Vasala was not idle either, he also strolled carefully outside the barracks to see if there was anything.

Suddenly, a little silver moonlight suddenly reflected on something, and Vasala looked closely and found that it was a metal object.

Vasala walked closer and observed carefully, only to find that it was a ventilation pipe.

He suddenly thought of an idea and turned back.

Vasala wandered around in the distance as if nothing had happened, and soon his men came one after another. When all were gathered, they were asked to report the situation.

They quickly took out a bunch of things, gasoline barrels, explosives and various accelerants were placed in front of Vasala.

Vasala quickly asked two people to sprinkle gasoline around the barracks tent, one person was responsible for closing the door, and the other person and him closed the vents that had been found before.

Five minutes later, everyone had run back to Vasala.

Vasala nodded, and then asked someone to install the explosives.

After the installation, everyone quickly evacuated to a safe place. Vasala waved his hand, and a soldier pressed the push rod in his hand.

A loud bang blew away the entire military camp tent. The heat generated by the explosion quickly ignited the surrounding gasoline. The fire spread quickly and soon covered the entire military camp.

Waves of inhumane screams resounded in the sky. Almost at the same time, there was another roar in the distance, followed by fierce gunfire.

Vasala has determined that there will be no one alive in the military camp. He walked out of the military camp with all his men and prepared to participate in the battle for the port!

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