The cars that Guderian and Ocus got really helped, which increased the speed of the Skeleton Commando's movement.

It was indeed very fast to reach Vandis, and the bumpy journey quickly led them to reach Vandisd Army's headquarters.

The defense here is really relaxed to the extreme, perhaps because there has been no war for a long time. No one came to check them where the truck passed.

Goering was familiar with this place. He was a regular visitor. He heard that if you spend some money here, the German soldiers could make themselves go to the right Russians, and then purchase a batch of Russian specialties at a relatively low price.

These things can make a considerable profit when they return to the black market in Germany.

Captain Klom had no idea that the famous skeleton Baron Ernst Bryme was standing in front of him. He only thought it was a group of new "scenic tourists".

However, when he heard Goring say that Mr. Moyol needed to ask him to borrow a batch of weapons, Captain Klom's face changed suddenly.

It is one thing to release people to buy goods from the Russians, but it is another thing to borrow weapons.

"Captain, can you come here to speak?" Wang Weiyi whispered.

Captain Klom hesitated for a while and came to the side. Wang Weiyi looked around: "Captain, we have encountered some difficult things and need to go to the Russians opposite to save some people. You have to know that the Russians will not let us save people at will. If you can lend us a batch of weapons, we will be very grateful. Of course, in order to express our gratitude, please accept this small gift."

Wang Weiyi took out a diamond and put it in Captain Klom's hand.

Captain Klom looked at the diamond carefully for a long time. A satisfied smile appeared on his face. With such a diamond, any kind of danger is worth taking. He carefully put the diamond away: "Mr. Moyol, I can lend you a batch of rifles and pistols. In two days, I think you are enough, right?"

"Yes, Captain. Thank you." Wang Weiyi said with a smile.

His subordinates had already gotten out of the truck and watched everything around him with caution. After a while, a batch of rifles and pistols were distributed to them.

"Mr. Moyol, there is a way to walk from here, you can pass." Captain Klom pointed out the way to them: "We have a tacit understanding between us. No one is allowed to station troops there, and we are in contact with each other. Because you don't have to worry about being discovered when you walk from there, of course, you have to rely on yourself when you get to the Russians. Good luck."

"Thank you." Wang Weiyi took a Mauser rifle and waved to the back: "Go away."

The team members left the German positions one by one, and Captain Klom grabbed Gorene: "Hey, Hermann, who is that person? He seems to be a soldier too?"

"He is Mr. Moyor." Goring looked at Wang Weiyi's back: "You will feel lucky because you know him."

Captain Klom really couldn't see the soldiers on the way he pointed. However, there were many people coming and going, and many of them were carrying weapons.

It seems that this place has become a three-no matter area.

Night began to fall, and when approaching the Russians' control, all the members of the Skeleton Commando hid.

After waiting for half an hour, Guderian, who went out to conduct reconnaissance, came back and reported: "There are only a few Russians who are guarding there. It is easier to pass through the guard than to pass through my grandmother's kitchen."

The information is not wrong. The Russians were not prepared at all, and they were happy to live a peaceful life without fighting.

When night fell completely, the commando quietly passed the Russian military post from the other side, without any alarming the Russians who were drinking.

It is not easy to find such a "peaceful" battlefield in Europe.

When we arrived at Vandis, which was controlled by the Russians, it was a different world. It was brightly lit everywhere, and a large number of taverns entered the peak period of business.

Wang Weiyi found an abandoned barn and asked his team members to hide here and wait for orders. He took Richterhofen, who could speak Russian, to leave a weapon and went to the street to find out the news.

I found the most lively tavern. The two of them walked in and were shocked when they saw it. It was so lively that there were all kinds of people, and there were actually several Russians.

After asking for two glasses of wine, Wang Weiyi kept observing the situation around him.

They don’t know where Mistanov’s family is imprisoned, so where should we start?

"We have to find someone familiar with this place to ask." Wang Weiyi asked to himself.

"What did you say?" the noise in the tavern affected Richterhofen's hearing, and he asked loudly.

Something happened to this question, Richterhoven spoke German.

It was not surprising that the Germans were here, but a drunk Russian soldier stood up staggeringly and came to Richthofen:

"Hey, German guy, please have a drink!"

"Why?" Richthofen asked back in a Russian language. He had no good feelings for these Russians.

"Because you don't invite me to drink, you German guy will be beaten by me. Just like the German soldiers on your front line." The words of the Russian soldiers immediately caused a burst of laughter from his companions around him.

Richthofen wouldn't care whose territory it was: "Is it? Your performance was not very good in the Battle of Tannenburg, ah, I forgot to ask, is General Samsonov still okay now?"

The tavern suddenly became silent.

The Battle of Tannenburg was a battle for Marshal Feng Hindenburg to become famous, and it was also a great shame for the Russian team. The Russian team was completely destroyed in this battle, and the Russian Supreme Commander Samsonov was killed.

Now, Richterhofen, the German, has uncovered the scars in the hearts of the Russians.

"You damn German guy, you have the ability to say it again!" the Russian soldier asked with red eyes.

"Ah, I really shouldn't have!" Richterhofen was a restless person, let alone someone took the initiative to provoke himself: "I also forgot that the Battle of Mazuri occurred again. Ah, the brave and good Russian team was once again defeated in the German team."

A swearing Russian swearing out of the soldier's mouth, and then a fist flew towards Richthofen.

Richterhofen was prepared for a long time, so he turned his head and avoided it, then punched it hard on the Russian soldier's nose.

The Russian soldier groaned and squatted down with his nose.

This was so lively that the Russian soldiers all jumped out and rushed towards Richterhoven.

The tavern quickly became a "battlefield"

The people who were drinking in the tavern seemed to be accustomed to such scenes. They had no intention of escaping. Instead, they gave up space for the drunkards to do their best. They even shouted loudly.

"Damn it, will you get into trouble?" At this point, Wang Weiyi had to join the battle group. He punched a Russian and cursed loudly.

"Hey, give these Russians a lesson." Richterhofen's entire spirit was completely mobilized.

"Ping Ping Pong", chairs and bottles of wine fly around in the tavern.

It was really difficult for the two of them to deal with seven or eight Russians. Although Wang Weiyi and Richthofen defeated the two Russians, they were also fists a lot.

These two people were also exasperated.

After being hit on his back, Wang Weiyi grabbed an empty wine bottle with his hand and smashed it at the Russian in front of him.

Blood splattered, and the Russians cried and fell to the ground.

Richterhofen's cry came from there, and he was also smashed by a bottle of wine.

"Stop it all!" At this moment, a Russian lieutenant who had been sitting there watching all this coldly shouted.

The Russians stopped unwillingly and stared at the two Germans in front of them fiercely.

"You are simply a shame in the Russian team!" The young Russian lieutenant stood up and said, "So many people beat two people and were knocked down a few, the faces of the Russian soldiers were simply thrown away by you. Now go back to your position and continue drinking your wine!"

Russian soldier helped up his injured companion in disappointment

In fact, they don’t think there is anything. Fighting and fighting happens almost every day after drinking too much in the tavern. Winning is proud, and losing is no big deal. No one will cause trouble afterwards.

Wang Weiyi and Richthofen were also slightly injured, and the Russian lieutenant came to them: "Gentlemen, you are very brave and capable of fighting. But I don't think this is a fair showdown. If you are interested, you can come here again tomorrow. I will choose two soldiers to fight with you fairly."

"Forget it, I'm not so interested." Wang Weiyi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "At least you are the ones who suffer today." After that, he asked for another glass of wine.

The second lieutenant smiled: "I am Alexander Mikhailovich Wasseylevsky"

A sip of wine that Wang Weiyi almost squirted out when he drank. Who? Huasilevsky? The future Soviet Marshal? The Wasilevsky, the chief of the Soviet General Staff in World War II?

Huasilevsky did not notice the other party's changes: "What about you, sir? Who are you?"

"Ah, I'm Moyol, here to do some small business." Wang Weiyi settled down: "Lieutenant Vasilevsky, you have to know that many of the things here are very cheap."
Chapter completed!