Chapter 297 Mad Wolf (4)
The border patrol left the shore on time, and Sweenbach's team also began its final preparations for action. The SS members unfolded inflatable rubber boats on the open space on the shore, and then used the compressed gas cylinders he brought to give the standard equipment enough air.
The Type 34 rubber assault boat is a standard equipment for German combat engineers. It is divided into two models: large and small. The one in front of you is large and can carry ten fully armed German soldiers at a time.
Generally speaking, the German army liked to use three-person small rubber boats because they were small and easy to carry, while small targets were easier to hide. This time, because they wanted to ensure the speed of movement and did not waste too much time during crossing the river, they chose a large rubber boat that could transport ten people at a time.
The Sweinbach team had a total of eight members, three non-commissioned officers and five privates. All members had participated in at least one or two actual combat times, which was relatively rare in the National Defense Forces at this time.
The SS members threw the bulging duffel bags into the rubber boat, then rode their respective weapons horizontally and boarded the boat in a fast order.
The machine gunner put the machine gun on the bow, and the four strongest team members rowed the wooden oars hard, and an inflatable boat full of SS special forces left the shore, and then quickly rowed against the slowly flowing Bouge River water to the spruce forest on the other side.
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"Sir, the Red Team replied, the operation has begun." In the awning, the communications soldier reported to Lieutenant Max.
"Everything will go well, because God has always blessed us." The lieutenant sat on the folding table covered with maps and photos, and his fingers quickly drew circles on one of the maps.
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"You two hide the ship, and the others change their clothes." Sweenbach ordered, quickly unbuttoned the SS's fur coat, revealing the gray-brown military uniform inside.
The SS members took out the prepared Su-style coats and military caps from their luggage bags, and then put the replaced German uniforms in.
"Hide everything in the bushes, no one will pass by here within four hours." The sergeant took a blue big-brimmed hat from his subordinates, and then buckled it straightly on his head.
Long riding boots and dark blue breeches, brown-green woolen coat and blue-topped hat, which was the outfit of the Soviet Internal Affairs at this time.
Sweenbach's coat collar was wearing a second lieutenant's rank seal and a red rank armband sewn on his sleeve. In 1940, the ranks of the Soviet Internal Affairs were basically unified with the army, and there was only a slight difference between the two.
Of course, all the weapons they carried were Soviet-style, including four Mosinnagan 30 rifles, two Tokarev pistols, and three PPD34/38 submachine guns.
PPD34 is the most advanced individual automatic weapon in the Red Army's current equipment Curry, a classic work by the famous gun designer Vasily Teggalev. The disadvantage of this weapon is that most of the parts are ground and cut. Although it has excellent performance, it is extremely unfavorable for large-scale processing.
Because of the high requirements for the accuracy of parts processing, the output has never been improved. In the four years from 30 to 30 years, only 5,084 guns were produced in total.
The price of PD34 is relatively expensive. In 1938, it was about 880 rubles per piece, equivalent to more than 80 US dollars at that time. The Thomson submachine gun, which has always been known for its high price, only sold for 70 US dollars per piece in the international arms market. In comparison, the German MP40 is simply cheap and can be taken away for only 24 US dollars.
Taking into account the above shortcomings, this gun was almost forced to retire by the Red Army Equipment Department in 1939. Fortunately, the Sufen Winter War broke out, which gave the gun a turnaround. In order to fight against the Somi submachine gun equipped by the Finnish army, the Soviet army began to improve the PPD34 on its opponents.
The improved PPD40 simplified the processing procedures and used the improved seventy-one drums. As a result, the output soared more than ten times that year, but its performance was far less than that of the original exquisite PPD34. The early batch of PPD34s were mostly distributed to the border guards and internal forces under the People's Internal Affairs Commission, which almost became the landmark equipment of these troops.
Sweenbach did not carry any other weapons, and only wore an army-style Tokarev pistol at his waist. Because he was playing the commanding officer of the Soviet Internal Affairs Force at this time, he did not have the shield and sword logo of the General Administration of Security on his sleeve, and of course he would not wear the Nagan revolver used by the National Security officer.
After checking, Sweenbach ordered loudly in fluent Russian: "Everyone line up!".
The well-trained special forces team members immediately entered the role, greeting each other in Russian, and lined up on the embankment in accordance with the Soviet army's training regulations.
"Standing attentive...rest!" Sweenbach began to carefully examine the military appearance of each subordinate.
"Very good, comrades." The sergeant was very satisfied with his subordinate's disguise and strode to the front of the queue.
"We have a long way to go now," he shouted.
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"Fifteen kilometers apart from the embankment to the village where they are targeting. If they can find transportation on the way, the situation may be much better." Ensignor Koul said with a frown.
At this moment, the SS Lieutenant Coul has accepted his mission. The education and training he received before has repeatedly emphasized that the duty of a soldier is obedience, and the honor of the SS is loyalty. If the lieutenant's decision makes him feel something is wrong, he can file a complaint to his superiors afterwards, but after the order is clear, all he can do is obey.
"The battalion has not responded yet, sir." Seeing the lieutenant's glasses reflect a white light, the communications soldier hurriedly shook his head and reported loudly.
"We still have time, I believe Swayne Bach can do it. He is the kind of man who is good at creating miracles," Lieutenant Max stood up, swept the people under the shed, and then strode out of the sunshade.
The Werewolf Battalion has three assault squadrons, each with a full squadron of 175 people, including company affiliated units and a motorcycle transport platoon composed of six trucks.
This time, the third squadron only dispatched 57 officers and soldiers from two platoons, and the rest continued to stay at the base camp. Now the village stores a large amount of logistics supplies for the entire squadron to spend the winter. At this time, the snow season has entered central Poland. It is said that the winter will be particularly cold this year, and the next two months will be the most difficult time.
The regular suits of the SS Special Operations Battalion are no different from those of the ordinary SS, except that there is a silver alloy shield on the left arm, and the relief pattern on it is a gray wolf roaring with its head raised. The blank space at the bottom of the shield is carved with Roman numerals IX, which is the number of the SS's 9 Assault Team.
Because they do not belong to the armed SS, they are theoretically not allowed to wear gray-green field uniforms in the style of army, but the werewolves have no complaints, because they wore special three-color spotted camouflage combat uniforms during combat.
The SS' interest in camouflage uniforms should be influenced by the Italian black shirts. The Italians were ahead of the whole world in the history of camouflage uniforms. However, at this time in history, the SS was only equipped with block camouflage, and now because of the existence of the Head of State, he directly took out the three-color German spots.
Now that the snow camouflage is available, Deben can still play a role in this environment.
SS special forces members wearing spotted camouflage combat uniforms are lined up by the field cooking van to receive the hot coffee that has just been boiled. It is enjoyable to drink a cup of hot water in this weather, not to mention a cup of coffee made with pure South American coffee beans.
"The morale of the comrades is very strong, sir." A young sergeant with a mustache walked up to the squadron leader, holding an unlit filter cigarette in his mouth.
"Be patient, Sergeant Alhambra." Max smiled and patted the Sergeant on the shoulder.
"Go and notify other squad leaders, Alhambra, and let everyone gather in front of the tent."
"As for orders, are you going to take action? Sir!" Abraham asked excitedly.
"Be patient, Sergeant, be patient." Max's face kept a smile.
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"Stop and rest for two minutes!" Sweenbach stood at the intersection, raising his head to check the signposts erected by the road.
The original yellow Polish sign was painted with white paint, and the place name was rewritten in Russian. Maybe the Poles had written some slogans to stimulate the Red Army on it at that time. Sweenbach counted casually, and there were at least twenty bullet holes on the iron sheet.
"It's really unbelievable. After walking for a few kilometers, I didn't even encounter a carriage." The squad deputy took off his military cap and slapped his head.
"There is a large place and it is normal to not be able to meet a car for a day. And the intelligence says that the Brest City Government has requisitioned a large number of private transportation." Sweenbach took out a miniature map from his clothes and looked up at the sun.
"We are in a wrong direction. Walk three kilometers southeastwards and climb over the low slope in front to see the target village." After the sergeant said that, he put the map back into his arms, then untied the kettle from his back.
"Look, there is a car over there." Sergeant Crent shouted, pointing to the road to the right.
"Stop it, this will save us at least half of our time." Sweenbach yelled and then led the way to the middle of the road.
Chapter completed!