February 23, 1946, Soviet Red Army Day.

A half day before, Lynn, Franz and Pet were hiding in the cellar of Finnish spies. In broad daylight, they could not set up the radio antenna frame. Despite this, the slightly adjusted radio equipment still played the basic function of a radio. They sometimes listened to Soviet radio stations, and sometimes adjusted the frequency of official radio stations in Finland and Sweden. Unexpectedly, Stalin did not appear at the military parade in Leningrad, and there were many

Members of the Supreme Presidium of the Soviet Union, whose name was in a prominent position in politics, were also absent for no reason. Although at this parade, the Soviet army displayed a batch of powerful new weapons, including the ls-3 heavy tanks and new self-propelled artillery that failed to catch up with the war, and the four marshals and many generals led by Zhukov appeared on the viewing platform, people's attention was obviously attracted to the "collectively" Soviet seniors.

By noon, the lame middle-aged man came back from the Soviet barracks to find out the news. The martial law order without clear explanation was issued early in the morning. The border guards were ordered to patrol the border area with a high alert. This was still the case hundreds of kilometers away from Leningrad, and the alert around the old capital of Tsarist Russia can be imagined. Fortunately, when we arrived in Xianiu, Mitigo and a team of combatants from the Sal Tasman team arrived at the village smoothly. They were wearing Soviet uniforms and standard Soviet equipment. They claimed that the villagers were special patrols organized for the Red Army Day. After entering the village, they implemented martial law around them.

From the evening, heavy snow fell in the sky. The wind and snow disturbed their sight, and most of the few Russian civilians in the village chose not to leave their homes. Lin En and others were able to drill out of the cellar to stretch their limbs. Everyone talked in Russian. Only Lin En was inconvenient to speak, so they could only listen carefully. These task force soldiers did not directly attack the Soviet special train personnel, but harassed and destroyed the city. They took advantage of the Soviet army's full martial law in Leningrad to evacuate. Because the dilapidated cars threw their anchors on the way, they had to go halfway.

A truck was requisitioned for a fee at a higher price. When there was more than 30 kilometers away, they saw that they could not bypass the Soviet checkpoints and temporary checkpoints, so they abandoned their vehicles and walked through the mountains and forests overnight before finally arriving. After nightfall, the second contingent team arrived at the village. Although the most important attackers still had no news. Given that the people in this village were nearly 30, and the number of people was more likely to be rude to target, Mitigo strongly suggested that Lynn cross the border directly to Finland with the team, and he himself would stick to this place until the last group of people left.

The situation of this love is similar to when it was on the border between Lanzhou New Mexico, but there are some differences. After careful consideration, Lynn finally made a decision to make Mitigo object: to let the task force and intelligence personnel in Soviet uniforms cross the border with the cover of night and snow, and he and the rest of them hid in the cellar of Finnish spies waiting for follow-up personnel, especially those who directly attacked the Stalin train:

Under the night, 12 Sal Contingent fighters and three intelligence officers whose identities were already exposed, embarked on a bumpy and difficult journey. In such a bad weather, it was a smooth time to be able to return to the secret camp located in Finland in a week. As the heavy snow gradually covered up footprints, such a murderous team disappeared from the sight of the villagers. This place is only a few dozen kilometers away from the Su-Finn border, and it is a place of right and wrong in both war and peace. The residents here have long been accustomed to the situation of harmony. If they are not strong enough, how dare they stay here for a long time?

A night of wind and snow, a night of calm, only Pet was busy in front of the radio equipment. The Soviet Union had abnormal communications of various and secret powers, and there were multiple and different sequences of encryption methods. Encrypted radio communications over long distances (the flash god updates the watermarks) were also very active, which means that although the Soviet Union did not announce the news, the eyes of the whole world had already gathered alertly.

At dawn without sunrise, the wind and snow were greatly weakened, but the subsequent contingent personnel were still missing. Major Mitigo, who stayed with Lynn, was the only one who knew Lynn's exact identity, so he was particularly worried about his personal safety. However, Lynn had his own plans and he kindly comforted Mitigo, so that the remaining personnel stayed in the cellar during the day, with only Finnish spies staying outside to handle the wind and work. The night of winter fell early, and a dusty team came to the fields where the wind and snow were almost breathing. Most of them were wearing Soviet winter uniforms, and the four leaders led by the Soviet inner guards. Since the 1930s, this army has gradually been covered with mysterious and fierce cloaks. Not to mention the ethnic minorities (including relatively minorities) in the Soviet Union, even the military officers and soldiers were afraid of them when they saw them.

Lin En came to the door early and kept hiking and crawling through the tunnel. He looked gray and pointed at this moment, but ordinary mud and dust were essentially different from the smoke of the battlefield. Lin En, who had experienced bloody baptism on the Eastern Front, was deeply touched by this. He stood there upright, waiting for the leader with ordinary heads and deep scars outside his chin to walk in front of him, and said in Russian, which he was not good at: "You are finally here!"

"Sir!" The calm and sophisticated team leader expressed his respect with the Su-style military salute, and then replied: "We are late!"

Lynn grinned and said, “It’s not too late!”

After a minute rest, the elite generals of the Salte Contingent set back on the road. Except for Mitigo leading the porridge intelligence officers to continue to stay in (the Flash God Updated the Watermark) and left in reverse, the rest of the personnel joined the team marching to the northwest. As the commander-in-chief of the operation, Lin Neng did not take over the commander of the team, but followed the team's arrangements and put forward some suggestions through his own vision and thinking, so that he could try his best to get rid of the entanglement when he encountered the Soviet patrol team on the way.

On the first long winter night, the group walked all night. Due to the rugged mountain roads and deep snow, the journey was only strong and kilometers. Therefore, at dawn, the leader found a pine forest to hide.

"It was precisely when we were ambushing in such a wood. When the special train escorted the Soviet head arrived, we collided with a car with a strong explosive in the rainbow pound, causing the car to derail and overturn the front of the train. Then we fired nine anti-tank rockets one after another. Except for the armored carriages in front and behind the train, none of the other cars were negligent in attack."

Sitting under the roots of the tree listening to the description of the leader's officer, Lynn could imagine the intense scene at that time, and regretted that he had missed this historic scene. If he had gone there in person, coupled with the earlier raid at Ras Amos, regardless of his future achievements, he would definitely be a world-class pioneer in special operations.

I don’t expect this bold and courageous team leader to have regrets. He said to Lynn, the real profit-seeker who was the raider: “It’s a pity that he left very hasty and didn’t have time to observe carefully. If one or two snipers can be arranged elsewhere, or even sent suicide squads to penetrate and approach, the killing will be nearly 100%.

Lynn nodded, not because he was not considerate himself, but because he still lacked a little ruthlessness in his actions.

The two were whispering, and soldiers guarding the edge of the woods returned to report: "A enemy cavalry squad is approaching."

Everyone suddenly became alert.

"Don't be nervous!" The leader stood up calmly and patted the mud and snow on his military uniform. The Soviet internal affairs forces were not three heads and six arms, but in this era (the flash god updated the watermark group) of the Soviet Union, they were still special figures.

"Matt, Jerta, Jose, you three come with me!"

Three other contingents, also wearing military uniforms in the Interior Force, followed.

The four of them stood openly beside the woods. Under the gaze of everyone, the five-man Soviet cavalry team asked from afar: "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" The leader spoke in a fluent Russian southern accent.

"We are the patrol team here!" Seeing that these were the officers and soldiers of the internal affairs force, the commander of the Soviet cavalry team suddenly softened a lot. In the eyes of these people, these guys could never be messed with:

"Is that so? How do I know that you are not sabotagers who have just crossed the border? You'd better not touch the weapons in your hands. There are ten machine guns in the woods pointing at you!" The leader said with arrogance and disdain, and he was just an arrogant military officer.

"What a joke? We are the patrol team here!" The commander of the Soviet cavalry team reached out and signaled his subordinates not to move, and came alone on their own. Seeing this, Lin En couldn't help but feel worried about his leader. If gunfire sounds came out in broad daylight, he would be afraid that he would attract more Soviet patrol teams before crossing the border.

The leader said loudly: "I don't care who you are. There was an extremely bad incident in Leningrad yesterday. The superiors suspected that the destructors had crossed the border from Finland, and that our army had their supporters, so we arrived here overnight. You are the first prey we encountered!"

"Pret? Do you think we are prey?" Although the commander of the Soviet cavalry squad found this sarcastic, he still used the second-person honorific and calmly came to the vicinity, turned over and dismounted, took out his ID from his pocket.

"Comrade Zhongju, this is my certificate, you can check it carefully. In addition, if you say there are two or three machine guns in the woods, I may still believe it, but ten... Please be honest, this number is a bit too big!"

The leader opened the ID and looked at him: "Is that right? One armored vehicle has two machine guns, and how many five armored vehicles are there?"

The cavalry officer looked into the woods curiously. The snow-covered pine trees on the treetops were densely grown, and the armored carriages could not be stopped in the gaps.

Lynn was also puzzled as he listened to the conversation between the two! What is this guy selling?
Chapter completed!