The special forces that everyone talks about. What kind of army is it?

How should they be defined?

Troops that use special weapons, in special places, and use special means to fight.

As you can see, this is a very general concept, and it can be generalized to the point that all armed action units outside of non-conventional operations can be called special forces.

Even, in the Second World War, in terms of name. Those who use biochemistry and even Pyros have had experiences known as special forces.

Obviously, this category of special forces has nothing to do with the feature films we are talking about today.

When it comes to World War II, it was the Germans who could be called the perfect special operation. The first was the invasion of various countries including the Sudetenland, Austria, and Poland. At the beginning of the war, they were all attacked by the German "fifth column".

At the end of the Second World War, Germany launched a counterattack in the Ardennes. One of the highlights of the special operation is the armed squad that parachuted into the rear of the US military and wreaked havoc on communications, command, and transportation.

As a result of what they did, the American army was not only deaf and blind at the beginning of the war because of the failure of communications, but also because the troops were on the wrong path, and they themselves gave way to the Germans.

It's this guy who wears beautiful clothes and speaks English, forcing a million American GIs to play/one/book/read/chew fresh cockroaches scratch snails and weave fresh insects and scratch snails and chew fresh insects

Under this kind of identification with great error and great workload, the other party was finally caught. I don't know if the Russian Red Army has the ability to be a Yankee, and even if it does, it will no longer work.

Even if the Polar Fox detachment returned to Russia, even if it returned home, and even came to the vicinity of the battle lines between the two sides, where there was no time to carry out the "collective farm" type of land reform, they were more popular with the peasants than the Red Army.

As described in the Former Soviet Union, when they entered the countryside. Knowing that they were on the side of the Red Army, some of the women brought them good wine and hidden beef.

Some of the boys would also sit on their knees affectionately. On the lap of Rajolev, who had completed the attack, sat such a little guy.

"I once blinded a 'Red Bull' and really, he was drunk and lay on the haystack...... And then......! ”

The little boy spoke with a certain inexplicable excitement. After a night of bloody fighting, not to mention rather bloody killings, Rajolev suddenly saw such a little boy, and there was an indescribable comfort in his heart.

He knew what he could take to attract the little boy who was chattering, so he reached out and pulled out the "tiger teeth" from his body and handed them to the little boy.

Like all boys, they are immediately captivated when they see these weapons of power. Rajolev reached out and stroked the little boy's head, drank the black tea from the plate, and looked into the eyes of the woman opposite, who seemed to have some kind of expectation.

"She has a beautiful pair of ...... How mysterious the black eyes look! …… Perhaps, she loved me as if I were her husband under Denikin in the army! ”

Rajolev poured the last sip of tea into his mouth.

"Hey, I said, I'm afraid there will be a meditation war here, you must have any relatives somewhere else, if you can, leave!"

The woman looked at Rajolev with the helpless and melancholy gaze she had so often had during the war. The gaze, as if he was about to talk, made Rajolev somewhat uncomfortable. At the same time, there was some self-blame in his heart, as if he had caused all the war here.

Rajolev raised his wrist to look at his watch, which was lit up to 5.43 a.m.

"I've got to go! …… Even if you don't leave here, you'd better find a place to hide, it's really going to be a war! ”

Rajolev said, reaching out and pulling out some Russian rubles and placing them on the table, and then left the place. When he went out, the sky outside the house had the pale color that was customary in the early hours of the morning.

At this moment, in the direction of the front front, there was a roar like the earth shaking.

Looking up in the direction of the Red Army's front line, the flames of the explosion were like the ghosts of hell, and when they came out of the ground, the dark red light that covered the body like lava flickered in the sky with a muffled thunderous sound.

"Hah, 5:45 these guys are so punctual!"

With the voice of the voice, in the darkest hour before dawn, the figure was reflected in the flickering light of the sky.

"Sasha, are all the explosives loaded?"

Sasha spoke in the dark, with a completely nonchalant attitude.

"Don't worry, no one can slip under our noses!"

At this time, it was the main road connecting the front line of the Red Army with the rear, and the most important thing on the whole road was the bridge not far from the village. As long as the bridge is blown up, then the reinforcements of the Red Army and logistical supplies will not be able to reach the front line alone.

However, in Rajolev's plan, the bridge was not easily blown up, but it had to be controlled in his own hands. Only in this way can it be guaranteed that reinforcements will not pass quickly, and in the future Denikin's armored forces will not be blocked by this bridge.

It was getting bright, Paul. By the time Kochagin had lost his lover at the front, Rajolev and his men had taken control of the important bridge.

Of course, don't get me wrong. They did not enter into a head-on clash with the Red Army. The men on the bridge, who were nothing more than gendarmes disguised as the Red Army, inspected all vehicles or personnel heading to the front.

Later, the team members were told by radio that the future was ambushed and the importance of coming. If it was a cavalry communicator, a scout, then they would not have let him go and bring the news from the front back to the command. As for the telephone line and other contact methods, they have already been cut off as much as possible at this moment.

The members of the JiHu detachment will act as a liaison between the two sides in the middle of the telephone line. Or send some wrong message to the front. Or to the command of the Red Army in the rear, to report something out of nothing.

The purpose of such a war is twofold. One is procrastination, and the other is creating chaos.

Delay is the use of various means to delay the time for the reinforcements of the Red Army units to the front.

Confusion is the contradiction of the information calling for liaison between the front and the rear, and the disconnection between the command organs and the combat units. So how can it be done, the code book obtained from the air command command will allow them to easily mobilize the Red Army units.

For example, the reason why the planes of the Red Army did not fight for air supremacy at the most critical juncture of the operation. That's because Rajolev and his men not only cut off the Red Army flying team from the higher command.

Moreover, they asked the commander of the Red Army flying team to transfer the fighters of the flying ah to other places. Above the airfield, apart from those "Benlei" attack planes, there was nothing to stop the attack of the European coalition flying team.

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Gradually, —————————————————————————————————————, with the sound of cannons, the summer sun rose. On the bridge, you can see a group of horse-drawn carriages coming down from the front line. Rajolev knew that the cars were loaded with injuries.

In the carriage, the wounded and sick sat or lay down, and the bandages wrapped around each other revealed fresh red blood. Some of them stared blankly, some whimpered and moaned in pain.

Rajolev just looked at it and waved them over.

But if it was an officer in a jeep, or a platoon of mortars and other artillery and baggage towed by a jeep, Rajolev would ignore the clamor of those who were in a hurry to go to the front. Like a very responsible soldier, carefully check the vehicles and the identification documents of the personnel before letting them go.

It was even just to give his men the time to get his gesture and use the radio to contact those who were in ambush above him. Tell them about it.

Or when a large group of people arrives, he will deliberately cause a collision in the middle of the bridge with the vehicles that have been prepared in advance. Then, two soldiers disguised as drivers will stage a show in the middle of the bridge, shouting and even fighting.

As the minutes ticked by, it was almost noon, and there were more and more wounded soldiers coming down from the front. The news they bring is getting better and better.

Of course, Rajolev, disguised as a soldier guarding the bridge, had to sigh as if it were bad news.

As a result of the "dawn raid" on the field airfield of the Red Army in the early morning, the entire airfield was plunged into chaos. The Benlei attack aircraft, which were used for ground attacks, were all destroyed because they were not protected by air power.

Due to the loss of air cover, the Red Army units of the first line, although they fought bloody battles in the face of the onslaught of armored torrents that swept over like a big lang in the sea, finally had to retreat back to the second line of defense for defense.

At this time, the Red Army's defense line had not yet learned the skills of the later defense in great depth, so it was already the bottom of this line of defense. Faced with the good news, Rajolev tried his best to show on his face as if he was worried, and said this to himself in his heart.

"Hmm, is that the end of it? If that's how it ends, it's perfect! ”

As soon as he thought that he was about to end this "anonymous infiltration" operation, his heart couldn't help but relax.

However, as a high-risk, high-reward form of special operations, huge risks exist all the time.

As a result, before noon, Rajolev was in real danger!

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