On the right bank of the Dnieper, a company of fighters left behind by Rychev was always in ambush near the railway. They set up fortifications five hundred meters from the railroad tracks, as usual, and this is where they spent the night.

They observed until nightfall and determined the frequency of German trains.

In the afternoon, a train passes by almost half an hour, and then the interval gradually becomes two hours. No one knew if the trains would travel at night, but soon the trains proved that they had to go even at night.

"What are these Germans doing? What the hell happened to make them frantically send supplies in the direction of Gomel? Lychev was curious, and he wished he could derail a train directly to find out what kind of cargo was causing the Germans to be anxious.

When night falls, the world is quiet. The wide Dnieper River was blown by the breeze, and the faint spray of the waves kept crashing against the bank, and these small sounds were also noticed by the sentinels. The sentinels also heard the slightest chirping of insects, and even moths and bats flapping their wings.

The occasional passing train, accompanied by a roar stronger than daylight, and a slight tremor of the earth, stirred the sentinels and woke up all the Soviet soldiers who were lying in ambush in the forests around the city of Loyev.

After all, it was a small city, and the observation during the day showed that the enemy garrison there would not be very large, probably only about five hundred people.

Rychev was therefore not too worried about the new day's operations, and before going to sleep he gave orders to the rocket artillery of the entire battalion.

That is, the attack at the appointed time tomorrow will be attacked by rocket artillery first. The ultimate goal of the troops is to send elites, plant explosives on the bridge deck, and then blow the bridge away. Even if the enemy has a concrete bunker, using catfish rockets to bombard it is obviously overpowered. Besides, they have a great launch system, and the rockets are sure to hit the first shot!

When the train leaves, the world becomes peaceful. The startled warriors fell asleep as if nothing had happened.

Just before the fighters knew it, the minutes and seconds passed.

The sky gradually turned a deep blue, then a sky blue, and it was just three o'clock in the morning when dawn arrived.

Today is the summer solstice, the sun has broken the horizon at only 3:20, and the first rays of sunlight are shining on the earth. The forest is also gradually filled with thick fog, and the whole world is in mystery.

The world is still quiet, and in this mystery, more than twenty sneaky figures have launched activities.

Because of the fog, they were sure that they would never be discovered by anyone.

They scurried to the railroad tracks, took out their shovels and began to dig through the dirt between the two sleepers, and eventually, a black lump was buried in it. They drew a line from the black bump, and stretched twenty meters west in the direction of the railway, and set up an iron stick here to tie the rope.

After doing this, they disappeared again into the cover of the fog.

It doesn't end there. After about half an hour, the earth began to shake again, and soon the roar of the train woke the soldiers again. It was already four o'clock, and the sentry clearly remembered that the enemy's last train had passed through a better zero hour.

But this time, the train didn't just come by with a roar.

The vast majority of the warriors had finally woken up, and there were still three hours before the appointed time, and they had already decided to get up one after another.

Many of them had just crawled out of the lodging pits, and the powerful shock from a terrible explosion forced them to lie down one by one.

"What's going on? Where did it explode?! Rychev was puzzled, and through his keen half, he determined that the explosion must have been north, and it felt that the incident was not far away.

Suddenly, something terrible occurred to him: "Damn! Shkav, you actually did it in advance! I'm going to kill you! ”

Angry, Rychev immediately ordered all the soldiers to get up, and he raised his submachine gun and shouted: "The second and third companies will give me a guard on the spot!" Fourth Company, follow me north, don't bring anything more, just bring your own guns and ammunition! ”

Rychev rushed north with more than a hundred men, and they were still on their way to the north, when soon they heard a fierce exchange of fire.

Rychev's heart tightened: Damn, did they fight with enemy patrols?

The 1st Company, which had been lying in ambush near the railway, did exchange fire with the "enemy".

Because the company commander Shikav's men were only 500 meters away from the railway, they almost suffered a cardiac arrest from the violent explosion! The company commander, who had recovered from his senses, immediately beckoned to his frightened soldiers, took their weapons and immediately rushed towards the railway.

The explosion caused the train to derail, completely destroying the front of the steam locomotive and overturning some of the cars behind it, some of which were still intact.

The German soldiers who were escorting the supplies were almost all killed or wounded at the time of the incident, but suddenly some people rushed out of the fog and killed all the German wounded.

The unknown men then began to pry the carriage and busily carried the sacks inside, and they did not forget to pick up the weapons left behind by the Germans. However, the sudden arrival of the Shkav troops completely disturbed their work.

The fog dissipated slightly, and even so, people fifty meters away could only see each other's trance-like shadows.

After all, they were elite paratroopers, and upon seeing the derailed and burning train, they immediately decided that the shaking black shadow was the enemy.

"Brothers, don't let the Germans go, hit me!"

With Shkav's order, the warriors with outstanding marksmanship knocked down many exposed black shadows with a crackle. Then the submachine gunners swarmed up, and a team of more than a hundred people quickly took control of the situation.

Those black shadows didn't have time to escape, and they were surrounded by the Soviet legion.

Now Shkav is convinced that he has made a meritorious service, first of all, the train was not blown up by them, it must have been caused by some guerrillas planting mines and other explosives, which is irresistible.

And he captured some German soldiers in one go, which is a great achievement!

"Haha! Look how many Nazis we've caught?! He walked with a smile, holding a submachine gun in his right hand.

However, when he saw the bayonets of the soldiers who were loaded with guns and more than a dozen people sitting on the ground, he immediately became suspicious.

They were dressed in civilian clothes and did not look like Germans by any means.

Suddenly, a feeling of misunderstanding came to mind.

Shkav asked weakly, "...... you Should you be? Guerilla?! ”

At this time, the same inexplicable seater spoke: "We...... We are indeed guerrillas. Who are you? Is it an ally? Or a traitor to the great Motherland? ”

Hearing this, Rychev took off his steel helmet, his eyes glaring like brass bells, and his face was shocked.

He sighed a little tremblingly: "Of course we are allies!" What a damn one! We hit our own people! Hell yes, we're in trouble this time! ”