Chapter 141 The Threat of Tuberculosis

"Let's go, brothers!"

After resting in this dark space for almost two cigarettes, Lin En stood up with a gun. Although he could not see the expressions of the soldiers at this moment, he could feel the determination behind their sadness.

As the end of the empire is approaching, many warriors are still fighting for their broken dreams, and the strong will under faith has been integrated into the blood and soul...

Walking back to the sewer along the previous stairs, Lin En stopped to distinguish the direction and chose to go west, that is, to return to the city. With these only 8 soldiers, it was a great achievement to be able to escort the captured Soviet colonel back to the control area of ​​the country. But the problem is that at this time the sewer was filled with chaotic gunfires, explosions and shouts. In the relatively closed space, all of these sounds were distorted and distorted. Some sounded like setting off firecrackers in a can, while others were like roars from hell, which was chilling.

After walking forward a few steps, Lynn turned around and asked, "Did you keep up?"

"Godden and I were watching over the Russians!" Bruker replied.

"Carl and I support Caruno, don't worry, I can keep up!" This was Tanze's voice.

"I'm here!" Noah responded heavily. He is now responsible for the anti-tank bazooka and the remaining two rockets.

Finally, Brewer's voice came: "I'm in charge of the palace!"

Lin En knew a lot of them, and turned his head and flowed forward. Listening to the sound of gunfire that was difficult to distinguish the exact direction and distance, he remained nervous uncontrollably. He held the butt stock with his left hand and pressed the trigger with his index finger on his right hand. Whenever he went to a fork, he had to turn on the infrared searchlight and observe it carefully, for fear that a subtle negligence would cause the entire night battle contingent to be wiped out.

After walking forward for a while, I felt that I should have been to the place where I met the soldier of the National Assault Battalion. I was not willing to take the risk of shouting, but I was afraid that the nervous guy would shoot blindly when he heard the sound. Lin Neng had to slow down and pay special attention to the movement around him with great vigilance. The air in the sewer still smelled bad, but Lin Neng began to smell a burnt smell that had nothing to do with the dirt, which was somewhat similar to the battlefield after the shelling. Suddenly, a cough sounded very close, and almost everyone stopped at the first time.

Cough cough... Cough cough... Cough cough...

This doesn't sound like the mechanical online prompt of classic QQ, but it makes people feel that the terminally ill person coughs weakly and painfully. The violent parts are like coughing out the heart, liver and lungs.

Lynn turned on the infrared searchlight, but no one appeared in the scope - this primitive infrared detection method could not penetrate the thick wall to observe the ordinary heat source hidden behind it. That is to say, as long as the target is hidden in a nearby sewer branch or pipe hole, he could not observe it at all.

Neither leaving nor stopping, Lynn finally decided to take the risk and shout, "Hey, friend, it's us!"

Hearing this sentence, the cough stopped immediately, but the underground world had lost its previous calm, and the sound of gunfire was still vaguely visible.

Lin En pricked up his ears and waited nervously and nervously. He hoped to hear the weak and panic sound, but what he waited for was the "dang" made by the metal object hitting the hard object. He was shocked immediately and leaned down almost while making a low growl: "Damn it, it's a grenade, lie down!"

The grenade was obviously not "brewed" in his hands for a second or two before it hit the wall. After it hit the wall, it fell into the water. When the German soldiers fell down unpulled, it exploded about ten meters ahead of them. The flames, smoke and water splashes instantly exploded and spread rapidly in this narrow and limited space. Lynn even felt that the heat waves passing through his hair and neck were scorching his hair and skin. Fortunately, the deadly shrapnel still did not come to him.

In the darkness before, only the sound of the grenade falling was heard, and there was no way to recognize the direction it flew in. Lin Neng suppressed the urge to get up and rush over to sweep the other party. While getting up, he shouted: "Retreat! Retreat!"

Facing enemies hidden in the dark and may also have thrown weapons like grenades, retreating may be the wisest choice. However, without waiting for Lin En and the others to take a few steps back, another "dang" sound came, and the successive collisions caused a subsequent sound. At first glance, it sounded like two grenades fell one after another.

"Do it down..." Before Lin En finished speaking, a powerful explosion broke out. The shock caused an unusually fierce impact through the sewer. The sewage caused a slap on his face, and it was like it was hit by a stone, not to mention those fine cement blocks and solid dirt.

Never been so cowardly, but he had to go sanely. Lynn shouted and continued to move backwards until he stepped out of fifty or sixty meters and turned into another fork. He asked with concern: "Is anyone injured?"

Except for Brück muttering "slight injuries outside the skin", the rest of the people reported their safety. At this time, the Soviet colonel captured by them suddenly shouted, and Wolfrum immediately yelled in Russian, but the fist that finally solved the problem was still the one who broke the punch and replaced Brück.

Lynn glanced into the sewer with infrared equipment. The grenade thrower did not follow, and then he asked in a voice: "What are this guy yelling?"

Wolfrum replied in a contemptuous and resentful tone: "Abused our country and army, saying that he would torture us to death in the prisoner-of-war camp!"

Two bullets that might destroy their arms, plus the hard beating in front, Lynn was no longer willing to waste his energy on this guy, and he snorted coldly: "Did he think he has that chance?"

"What should I do now?" asked Bruker, "A detour from here?"

These forks seem to be connected to each other, but they are actually easy to get lost. Moreover, the function of the following waterways is not exactly like the ground roads. You can finally reach the same destination after turning around.

"It seems that there are only one or two Soviet soldiers who are alone there, and they are probably still injured!" Lin En judged, "We were passive just now, but as long as we attack with preparation, it is not difficult to kill them!"

Brück agreed very hard: "Okay! How do you think of attack?"

Lynn thought for a while: "How many grenades do you have?"

"I have one!"

"I have one too!"

There were only two respondents, and Lynn still chose a breakthrough attack unswervingly: "Gordon, take two grenades, I will cover you in front, listen to my command, throw it away if you say it!"

"Sir, I'll go too!" Tanze volunteered.

The choice of Wolfrum is to value the conventional combat experience of veterans. For the young Tanze, Linn rejected his request without hesitation: "There is no use for too many people! After Gordon and I went up, everyone followed from afar and tried to avoid making noises. Brewer, please help Love look forward to this Russian!"

After arranging these in the shortest time, Lin En returned to the sewer that had just evacuated in panic without hesitation, pushed forward with as gentle steps as possible, and after walking a few steps, he smelled the strange smell of gunpowder in the air, and also faintly heard the cough that was so suppressed and covered up.

Without being able to communicate with words and movements, Lynn judged that Wolfrum had been following closely behind him based on his feelings. After approaching the fork in front, Lynn moved a little to the left and then squatted down carefully. In a dark environment, Wolfrum probably only acted based on his feelings. After his legs rubbed against Lynn's shoulder, he stopped tacitly, pressed his body down, bent his legs forward, and put his ears closer to Lynn-the latter said in a voice similar to a mosquito flying past: "The fork in front, first left and then right, one each, throw it away!"

Wolfrum had already held two grenades in his hand. With the qualities of a veteran, it was not difficult to throw two wooden grenades in a row within three or two seconds. When he heard the "Ku Dang" sound, Lynn did not lie down, but was like a sick cat curled up in the corner of the arc-shaped pipe wall of the sewer, pressing his head down and head forward. If he looked from the front at this time, he would find that the German non-commissioned officer's m42 helmet actually blocked a considerable part of his body. At the same time, he held the assault rifle in his hand, and as long as he spread his body slightly, he could raise his gun to shoot in a very simple way.
Chapter completed!