Through the bulky Soviet telescope, Lin En saw a team of five people led by his team leader riding the war horses seized from the Soviet army to the Soviet border post. They were so swaying that the on-duty sentries on the Soviet post discovered them early and greeted them with bright searchlights. Seeing that the visitors were moving on their side and were wearing their own uniforms, their posture was beyond suspicion. They did not make things too difficult. When the riders approached the post, they cooperated to remove the searchlights so as not to affect their vision by excessively strong light.

Seeing two Soviet sentries walking out of the checkpoint, the leader of the team also dismounted and walked up to them. Lin En could imagine what was about to happen with his eyes closed. He muttered in his heart: "When he meets these killing gods, those Russians can only admit that they are unlucky!"

There was no gunshot or abnormal sound. After a short while, a task force member who stayed beside Lynn whispered: "Sir, they have signaled, and the outpost has been controlled by us." [bsp;   Lynn asked curiously: "What did you do when you came?"

The contingent chief shook his head quickly: "When we came, we quietly slipped across the border line. At that time, the Soviet army's warning was not as tight as it is now. Many small outposts were not often stationed soldiers - the weather was too cold, so how could normal people bear it!"

The weather is so cold. Lin En still feels the chill when wearing clothes three layers inside and three layers outside. He doesn't dare to lie on the ground outdoors. He squats carefully throughout the whole process, and he has to be careful to contact the ground to avoid accidentally freezing on the ground.

Although the frontal checkpoint was controlled, the remaining task force and intelligence personnel could not pass the city like their companions in front of them. After all, there were Soviet outposts a few kilometers away. If they found a whole team of people in the wilderness near the border with the light of the searchlight, it was difficult to guarantee that they would not be driven by curiosity and responsibility to hang up the phone and contact the frontal checkpoint. They might be knocked out by them next. Therefore, Lynn and others who did not ride horses were connected with one.

He walked forward in one way. It was not difficult to walk through the more than two kilometers of fields without saying a word. Half an hour later, everyone arrived at the checkpoint successfully. Lynn walked in and saw that a small group of Soviet soldiers stationed at the checkpoint had indeed fallen without exception, and most of them were attacked with extreme violence like cutting their throats. It was cold and the smell of blood did not spread, but the dark red mottled spots on the ground and on the walls still looked shocking.

"Sir, I asked two team members to ride horses to escort you first. We have slaughtered here. The Soviets will not find out for too long that with their personality... it is very likely to cross the border and pursue you!" The leader said without leaving any room for discussion.

Riding horses is one of the things that Lynn is most not good at, but it must be admitted that what the leader said is very reasonable. Thinking of his grand ambitions, the charming and charming Dinah, and his unborn child, he accepted the arrangement that the leader officer asked him to leave first, but insisted on not riding a horse, but left all five horses to the task force who were guarding the checkpoints, and they could speed up when they retreated.

"Then we can hold on for 5 hours." The leader of the team officer had no smile, so it was difficult for Lynn to figure out whether he was a joke or a straightforward calculation.

Before leaving, Lin En asked the cold-blooded man about his plan in particular.

"It's 1:10 am now, and I will take four team members here until 6 o'clock. At that time, the retreat will be more than two hours before dawn. Even if you are rushing forward, the farther away from the border, the better. If there is not much wind and snow after dawn, the Soviet army will dispatch planes to search. Then we have to go on the forest mountain road, which will be much slower, but it's best not to stop." The leader seemed to have already ordered the personnel, and the four task forces who touched the checkpoint with him were checking and fiddling with the firearms. The Soviet army's checkpoint was equipped with a light machine gun, four submachine guns, two rifles, and several grenades and ammunition. As long as the opponent does not get the artillery, the main building that supports the checkpoint can still be supported for a while. Of course, if you are lucky, the Soviet army may not find any abnormalities in these three hours.

"I hope we will see you soon!" Lynn took off his gloves and stretched out his right hand.

The leader's right hand, which killed countless people, was surprisingly warm. In contrast, Lynn seemed not cold-resistant enough.

The checkpoint was adjacent to the border piles and barbed wire. A task force had cut the barbed wire with Soviet engineer pliers. Lynn walked across the border and stood on Finland's territory and waved to the leader. The fierce guy just looked at it expressionlessly. This seemed very cool to others, and also made Lynn envy and admire him from the bottom of his heart.

The road ahead was still so long and difficult, but when the comrades stayed firmly behind the hall, people felt more motivated to walk. After walking for more than two hours, when Lynn turned around, he could no longer see the shadow of the checkpoint. He could only see from the dyed skylight that the checkpoint's searchlight was still working normally.

At 3:42 am on February 25, 1946. On the Soviet checkpoint on the border of Sufen, the leader of the Sol Task Force held a telescope with a cold expression. Under the dark night, he saw a series of black shadows swaying in the distance, which seemed to be a team of cavalry. On the familiar land, the five cavalry had lost their news for most of the day. Their superior command sent troops to search overnight, which was enough to illustrate the particularity of the current situation.

"The Russians seem to be coming too fast!" The task force standing behind the searchlight muttered in disappointment. It is said that such a night is the easiest to cover up the killing movements. If the other party is more nervous, it is not surprising that all night is that they are not very large. It seems that they were not coming for us at first. It may be that they were patrolling the companions here, and patrolling along the border line to wake Mosette and the others up and prepare for battle!" The leader officer, who is often called "Death" by his subordinates, said calmly.

The team members went down the stairs. In less than two minutes, another big and thick task force came up.

"Boss, how many people have come?"

The team leader replied: "Not many, only ten."

"If they come recklessly, we will kill them all with a soft pistol and control their horses. If there are more than ten horses, our arrival at the secret camp will be greatly shortened." The word "reckless" is always a bit funny when it comes to this stubborn and burly guy.

"We killed their companions before, and now, don't underestimate their vigilance! But these guys are all cavalry, only knives and ordinary guns, so there should be no problem blocking them!"

After Lynn left with the others, the leader asked his subordinates to strengthen the outpost in their own way and set up the only machine gun on the post. The only pity was that these task force members now only had quality weapons. If it was a standard Third Reich equipment configuration, especially the mg-42 light machine gun that had amazing lethality to cavalry and infantry, and was equipped with appropriate antifreeze, even a hundred Soviet cavalry would be careless!

After a while, the team of more than ten cavalrymen arrived at the checkpoint on the north side. They did not go in directly, but sent two people to negotiate. A few minutes later, they rode along the border line, slowed down more than a hundred meters away from the checkpoint, and the two cavalry left alone. The leader raised his head in front of the checkpoint and asked, "Is everything normal?"

The leader of the team replied loudly: "Everything is normal."

The two cavalrymen did not express anything. They immediately rode their horses and turned over. Looking at the hasty when they left, the leader suddenly felt bad. It was very likely that the Soviet soldiers guarding the border just now used to confirm their identities to answer the code, and they responded casually. What is the possibility of the code words in the answer?

Sure enough, the two cavalrymen and their companions who remained there quickly turned around after a round. They picked up submachine guns and opened fire in the sky. The gunshot instantly broke the peace of the night, which broke the peace of the Soviet-Finance border for nearly two years since Finland withdrew from the war in 1944.

"Everyone is ready to fight!"

The leader gave orders to his contingents, and he pulled out the Soviet-issued Nagan revolver from the gun holster.

Although there were only more than a dozen people, these Soviet cavalry still bravely charged towards the checkpoint.

With his shoulders against the "Teggalev" light machine gun, the strong task force muttered: "This reminds me of the story my grandfather told me about the Cossack cavalry, who are brave, cruel and reckless."

"The Cossack cavalry is one of the bravest warriors in the world, but unfortunately they have been eliminated by history." The leader said coldly. The Soviet cavalry in front of him may not even have a relationship with the Cossacks. The reason why they still ride horses and swords in this era is mainly because the long Su-Fenn border is rugged and mountainous, and it is covered with snow in the cold winter. Ordinary vehicles are limited to moving in some areas with relatively good road conditions, so the horses are different. They can carry riders through dense forests, travel between dangerous mountains and waters, and protect the sacred and inviolable territory of the Soviet Union.

There were dozens of meters away from the checkpoint, and the Soviet cavalry's handguns and submachine guns could not wait to sound. However, the running horses were not an ideal shooting platform. Most of the bullets were just futilely hitting the outer wall of the checkpoint or out of the distance. The leader of the team leader did not even deliberately avoid it, and the tight-knit task force beside him was calm and aimed at the light aircraft gun in his hand.

Seeing that the Soviet cavalry had an attempt to scatter the checkpoints, the leader of the team squeezed out three syllables from his teeth: "Ferrell!"

"Teggalev" sounded lightly, and looking at the fallen cavalry and war horses, the leader's eyes were a little regretful. The Russians owned vast land and high-quality war horses. Unfortunately, in just a short while, most of these brave Soviet cavalry were buried under the muzzles of light machine guns and submachine guns made by Soviet arsenals, and the strong war horses also followed their masters.

At this time, Lin En and other pioneers were eight or nine kilometers away from Sufen's border. When he heard the sound of raindrops faintly coming from behind, his heart trembled suddenly. Although he did not see the gorgeous fireworks, he could imagine the battle on the side of the checkpoint. He couldn't help but sigh in his mind: Could it be that the most elite soldiers can only find their own home on the battlefield?

"Cunning Russians, I discovered it so quickly!" The task force walking nearby vented his emotions in anger. It seemed that during the World War, he had fought with the Soviet army a lot. The character of the Russian nation was actually basically incompetent to cunning, but from 1941 to 1943, they suffered extremely heavy losses in the fierce offensive of the German army. One battle after another allowed the survivors to mature quickly. They learned the sharp tactical combination of the German army and gradually developed their own combat style. The changes made the German officers and soldiers gradually feel at a loss, and then they felt a sense of resentment to the cunning of the other party. "Will they be entangled by the Soviet army? Will there be a base for the Soviet tank troops nearby?" Franz said worriedly behind him.

"This is the worst situation." Lynn replied half-turned, "I hope they can get out of here."

The task force next to him continued: "Sir, you don't have to worry too much. Chief Karuel has experienced many similar dangers, but the Russians have never been able to trap him once, and this time is definitely no exception!"

"He should have a lot of experience in beating the Soviets!" Lin En asked while walking.

"Of course! If the Soviets were angels, they were devils; if the Soviets were lakes, they were magma; if the Soviets were big trees, they were strong winds... In short, he was born to be the mortal enemy of the Soviets." The task force described it in an exaggerated manner.

In a short while, the drizzling "rain sound" stopped. With the ability of the leader officer and the four task force members, they would definitely not be killed by the other party so easily. The possibility of the other party was as high as 99%. Lynn sootheed his mood so much and intended to speed up his pace. About ten minutes later, he heard another "rain sound", which was even more sparse this time, but it lasted a little longer, and it lasted for almost five minutes, and then the world returned to peace.

One hour later...

"Hmph! Another group of people who died came. It seems that this is the first group of Soviet troops who actually came to destroy us. The real test has just begun!" The leader said to his companion in a low voice, easily killing the Soviet hiking soldiers who arrived temporarily from two checkpoints around him, and finally welcoming the third group of Soviet troops. The possibility of raids on the territory of the Soviet Union was almost zero. Because of this, Contingent Sol was ready for a tough battle from the moment he received the order.

"Be good!! There are at least two rows of more than 100 Soviet cavalry here!" The five big and thick task force members did not have a trace of panic on their faces. They were not all napping for more than two hours. A group of real combat elites knew how to use the resources at hand to deal with the enemy.

"Mosette, let Toren be ready, and when these guys arrive at the right place, they will detonate the 'big pineapple'!" the leader officer ordered.

"Good!"

The task force came to the opening leading to the lower part with a light machine gun and conveyed the commander's instructions to the three task force members with the main body of the checkpoint.

Soon, the task force could clearly see the Soviet cavalry with their naked eyes, one by one, some waving their sabers, some holding bobosha submachine guns or cavalry short guns. The task force soldiers checked the weapons and ammunition on hand again. No one hoped that their weapons would break down when facing the impact of the cavalry, or spent time unnecessary restoring ammunition. In the winter of 1941, many of their colleagues had already suffered enough on this land.

"Prepare..." The leader shouted in a low voice, his fingers pressed against the trigger of the revolver, waiting for the soldiers in front to detonate the roadside bombs buried in advance. Unfortunately, most of the strong explosives they brought into the Soviet Union were left to Stalin and Leningrad. If not, they could definitely fire up here.

The slightly tired but energetic Soviet cavalry did not notice a semicircular snow pile in the snow, and they ran towards the checkpoint without slowing down.

"Come on! Come on! It's better to come next to your mother!" On the checkpoint, a young curly-haired task force was immersed in his language world. His light green eyes stared at the Soviet cavalry that was approaching quickly in front of him. When the people in front stepped over the snow pile, he suddenly pressed down the detonator's pressing rod.

After a loud bang, even the people in the checkpoint felt a tinnitus. The Soviet cavalry, which was very close to the explosion point, were naturally broken and even crushed to pieces. The huge impact of the high-explosion explosive also gave the stones covering the explosives and accumulated huge kinetic energy. These hard objects of varying sizes flew around like shrapnel, instantly penetrated the bodies of nearby Soviet cavalry and war horses. A bunch of blood mist burst out from the bodies of people and horses. After the stones penetrated a body, they often had a considerable amount of energy. Then they had the opportunity to have an intimate contact with other bodies until they stayed in the body of someone or horse, or scattered to a faraway place. Some people died in almost no pain, and some war horses were often lying on the ground after being penetrated by stones, panting. They could not see their bloody bodies, and only had a severe pain that spread throughout their bodies.

After the explosive point was detonated, a burst of gunfire like fried beans broke out from the checkpoint. The previous violent explosion obviously greatly disturbed the rhythm of the Soviet cavalry's attack. Several cavalry who had already rushed through the explosion area were suddenly violently blocked by the opponent's firepower. The cavalry after the explosion area slowed down or stopped moving forward. In the explosion area where the smoke gradually dissipated, there were the bodies or limbs of more than 20 cavalrymen and the remains of their faithful mounts.
Chapter completed!