In the bushes by the Bug River, Sergeant Sweinbach was still holding a telescope and monitoring the movements on the other side of the river.

"What's going on? The agreed time has passed." Deputy Squad Leader Sergeant Crent whispered on the other end of the bushes.

"Here, I'm late...six minutes." Sweenbach put down his telescope and pushed up the eaves of the M35 helmet.

On the other side of the river is a spruce forest with a small area. There is a small path on the embankment that accommodates two people in parallel. One end of the road leads to the dilapidated wooden trestle by the river, and the other end winds all the way to the woods and disappears.

At this moment, a Soviet patrol came out of the spruce forest. The soldiers were wearing gray-brown woolen uniforms, grass-green big-brimmed hats, kettles and canvas bags cross-body, and carrying a Mosinnagan rifle with a barrage. The one who was at the head should be a senior non-commissioned officer from the border guard. The big-brimmed hat looked newer than the soldiers. He was carrying an armed belt across his back, with a pistol and a cowhide map bag hanging around his waist, and the leather boots on his feet were polished shiny.

"Twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fourteen, fourteen." Crent counted quietly.

"I don't know what made them delay, but it's still within acceptable limits." Sweenbach turned his head and looked at Juniper on the other side.

On the other side are the Soviet Brexit Army, which belongs to the first part of the Brest Brest Brest Corps of the 17th Red Banner. At this time, in the Brest Fortress, there were almost one company of troops stationed at the Ninth Post of the Brest Corps, but these were from another outpost five kilometers west of the city of Brest.

The Soviet Border Defense Forces were led by the "State Administration of Border Defense and Internal Affairs" (GUPVO) under the People's Committee of the Internal Affairs, and the Red Army belonged to two systems. The grass-green military cap was an important symbol for distinguishing them.

Although the border guards belong to the People's Committee for Internal Affairs, they are not as mysterious as people imagine. They are just very conventional border patrols and guards, and their equipment is mainly light weapons. This is an armed force independent of the Red Army's military system. They only obey the orders of the People's Committee for Internal Affairs and have considerable autonomy in administrative management.

The Soviet border guards were not field troops in the military sense. In fact, they lacked regular combat training. The main tasks of these troops were border guards and smuggling activities. Occasionally, they would pick up their old corporations to catch enemy special forces and fight against counter-attacks. Their actual functions were similar to those of the border guards and stormtroopers in Germany.

The Border Patrol continued to walk to the side of the pier before stopping. Just like hundreds of patrols before, they immediately dispersed and the soldiers began to rest on the grass slopes of the embankment.

A soldier took out the canvas folding bucket on his back and walked up the trestle to prepare to fetch water in the river. Although the Buge River was an inland river, because there was not much industry upstream at that time, the water quality of the river was quite good, and it only needed a little treatment to meet the drinking standard.

"They will rest here for about fifteen minutes, and then go back to the outpost along the same route. Everything will follow the plan and start action in twenty minutes." Sweenbach said to Sergeant Crent on the other side of Juniper, then he turned his face and ordered the correspondent behind him: "Send a letter to the camp and everything goes well."

The communications soldier untied the Torn FU.g-type field infantry radio station behind his back, knelt on one knee and placed the electric keys on his thighs, and skillfully tapped out a string of electric codes. In the temporary SS camp not far from the river bank, the communications soldier shouted to Lieutenant Max at the same time: "Lieutenant, the call from the Red Team, the dog group has reached U Point, everything is going well, and the action will begin twenty minutes later."

"Lieutenant, Swaynebach is about to take action, we should notify him now..." A second lieutenant made a suggestion.

"No, we don't have to do anything, keep staying there." Max pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose with his index finger. The blue pupils behind the lens were deep and cold.

"You have seen this too. This is an order issued by the Regional General Command." The lieutenant shook the telegram in his hand.

"Once the action begins, it cannot be stopped. According to the current calculation, they only have two hours. Once they are entangled by the Soviets during the action, they may not have time to return to the shore..." The second lieutenant was a little excited.

"Swaynebach knows what he is doing, and he knows very well the risks of this task." Lieutenant Max interrupted the other party.

"But he didn't know that he and his subordinates might not be able to get the scheduled support." The lieutenant retorted loudly.

"What's your opinion then, Lieutenant Coal." The corner of the SS lieutenant raised his lips to one side.

"Since there is a loophole in the plan, we should terminate this operation immediately. We cannot take the lives of our comrades." Lieutenant Koul said loudly.

"Since they chose to join this army, they are already on an adventure. Lieutenant Coal, everyone, including you and me, are the same." Lieutenant Max smiled strangely when he said this.

"Why do you have the full power to end this action?" Koul said excitedly.

"Because I like it, Lieutenant Coal." The lieutenant picked up the cold coffee from the table.

"Like it? What is this reason?" The lieutenant was stunned by the lieutenant's answer, and his mind was completely unable to react.

"Corporal Schrödinger." Lieutenant Max turned to the corporal standing in the corner of the awning and said, "Come on me to have a hot cup of coffee."

PS: Thank you for your understanding. The matter is finally done and I feel dizzy. I can only give you half a chapter today and make up for the rest tomorrow.
Chapter completed!