In almost everyone's prayers, the interval between the third appearance of the correspondents was slightly longer, and Linn's watch showed 11:14. If pronounced in Chinese, this is not a good sign. The correspondents lit up the numbers of two troops in one breath, and a total of twenty-six soldiers stood up and left. At this point, except for Linn's team, there were only the last seven National Defense Army soldiers left in the air raid shelter. They might be enough to "name" the next time, and perhaps when the correspondents appeared for the fourth time, they would all go to the front line.

The novice is bound to be nervous about to make a speech, but if Lynn has such rich experience, he can face it calmly even if there is a bullet in front of him. Because Caruno was seriously injured and sent to the field hospital, the National Defense Army soldiers who were foreseen in the sewer naturally left the team after helping his companions to receive treatment. The only soldiers who were with him were Brewer Bloom, Gordon Wolfrum, Noah Nuremberg, Marcos Tanze, Carl Tchimer, and Love Bruc. In the following time, Lynn put down his psychological burden and gave him

Each of them had a sincere conversation and used their usual observations to judge their trustworthiness and ambitions. In this way, time was fast, and when the sound of rapid footsteps came from the passage of the air-raid shelter, he stopped decisively and was mentally prepared to fight bravely. However, the guard who appeared in front of him was the guard assigned by Lieutenant Colonel Carman to lead the way. He walked straight to Lynn, put down the two bags he held in his hand, and said, "Comrade Sergeant, I'm sorry I'm late. These were finally done!"

You can guess what is inside without opening the bag. Lynn stood up and said, "Thank you very much, brother!"

Hearing this "brother", the guard was surprised and felt a little moved. He quickly said, "I'm so sorry, we can't get the battery you mentioned. Can cars or motorcycles be used instead?"

Lin Neng shook his head calmly: "It doesn't matter. If you have the opportunity to go back to the city center, let's go to the commando's logistics supply warehouse by ourselves! Oh, by the way, what's going on before?"

At this time, Brück and Wolflum opened the bags containing food and ammunition respectively. Such additional treatment naturally made the soldiers of the National Defense Army beside them a little envious. The guard looked down and sighed, "I'm afraid it's not great!"

What the other party said was not very good, and probably there were still some reservations. Lynn had a rough judgment in his heart and said to Bruker: "Love, please come here together! It is rare to have a chance to have lunch together. I don't know if the next meal is in heaven or hell!"

The bag was actually some bread crumbs and potato cubes. Seven people and 14 people were not enough to fill their stomachs. Brück naturally followed Lynn's instructions. The soldiers of the National Defense Army were happy to put their stomachs before rushing to the battlefield. Both sides sat around casually, killing the food in the wind, exchanging names, and saying blessings. They soon waited for the "Four-entry Palace" correspondents.

Seeing the communications soldier rushing in in a mess, Lin En raised his hand to look at his watch, and it was still 20 minutes to 2 o'clock. He supplemented the reserve team with such a frequency. The situation ahead was indeed not optimistic.

"Guys..."

Before he finished speaking, a shell landed near the air-raid shelter, and the tremor on the ground would not cause people to lose balance, but the powerful impact of the huge explosion poured in along the entrance passage, and the communication soldier staggered and almost fell. He hurriedly held the helmet and shouted loudly: "The superior command... everyone immediately supports the front position and block the enemy's attack at all costs! Fight to death without retreating!"

It's finally my turn!

Lin En was straightforward with the steel helmet, touching the collar and pulling the lantern. Although the night vision equipment was not used during the day, it might be buried if it stayed here. Just treat the heavy battery as a single-sided Kevlar bulletproof vest! Even if it can't block the bullet, it can at least block the small shrapnel and stone debris from the back. The infrared searchlight was removed directly from the gun and stuffed it into the shoulder bag together with the wire. As for the infrared telescope, although the view was a bit blurry, it was just used as a sniper lens.

Under the leadership of Lynn, the six soldiers of the Night Battle Task Force packed their respective equipment in quick action. The number of ammunition brought to them by the guards was limited, and they were only thirty or forty rounds in each person's hands. Unfortunately, there were no rockets matching the "Tank Killer" - I hope there were more of these things on the front line.

Although he took the lead in completing the preparations before departure, Lin En said loudly: "Everyone is standing at attention... salute the brothers of the National Defense Forces!"

The SS soldiers immediately turned around and stood attentively, watching the soldiers of the National Defense Army who were just as many as the same number of people lined up to walk out of the air-raid shelter, and then walked out under the leadership of their commanders. At this moment, the simple and dull air-raid shelter entrance in their eyes was imagined by Lynn as a player passage. He hoped that he and his brothers would walk onto the highly anticipated stadium rather than a life-and-death battlefield, and accepted the cheers of the fans rather than the baptism of the flames and steel...

Finally, the gorgeous fire light seen at night turned into a fatal threat that was close at hand. The dazzling flames and rising black smoke deeply stimulated the visual senses. The sound of the thunderous cannon was like hitting the eardrum with a drumstick. The earth was shaking violently, and the world was trembling violently. Lynn and every soldier in front and behind had no choice to join the competition to fight death with the god of death. In order to avoid the shells and the shrapnel and fragments they produced, they sometimes made football players' slippers or forward thrusts, pressing their heads and bodies against the ground, and sometimes they bowed like cooked basal shrimps, moving their feet quickly in an awkward posture. More often, they were limited by the limits of human nerve reactions and could only entrust their destiny to the ruling of God.

The difficult journey from the air-raid shelter to the barricade position was only two or three thousand meters. As we were closer, we finally arrived at our destination with the courage of crossing the fire. However, these German soldiers were not liberation, but a new death race. The opponent was replaced by Soviet ground troops in a fierce attack, and the god of death held a sharp sickle and personally took on the most terrifying referee in the world.

"Hurry, enter the position and fight hard! Hurry quickly!"

As soon as he arrived at the barricade defense line, Lin En heard this hoarse and fierce voice. A single officer with a big brain and thick neck rudely called the reserve soldiers into the front barricade position. Anyone who hesitated would get kicked. This reminded him of the "butcher". However, his old boss never urged the soldiers to go to dangerous places. Although the barricade had concrete fortifications and sandbag bunkers, it had become riddled with holes under direct shots of Soviet guns and cannons. Moreover, the bunker fortifications on the way could only protect the front, and there was no way to avoid the mortar shells falling in the air or the shells that exploded in the rear. In just a short while, Lin En saw two soldiers who came together were blown away by the explosion when they entered the position. Another soldier who had never met was injured and fell to the ground. The tragic wailing sound was immediately overwhelmed by the fierce artillery fire!

There was a fire pit ahead. Lin Neng pretended to be deaf and rushed to the right side of the barricade with his soldiers. He noticed early on that there were two four-story buildings standing side by side. They also failed to escape the Allied air strikes. Now there were only concrete empty shells left. The collapsed floors and walls formed undulating piles of stones on their base. Earlier, some German soldiers had used this place as a defensive position, and even climbed up the remaining stairs to the upper floors, using their height advantages to snipe the Soviet armor and infantry targets. Rockets kept dragging white tail smoke from the buildings to the streets, or could directly hit the Soviet tank bodies, blow off the tank tracks, or slightly off, sweeping the accompanying Soviet infantry with a violent explosion. They always fell in pieces and made up in groups!

When he was just a little up, Lin En was not greedy for merit. Instead, he wanted to adapt to the environment and fighting rhythm here as soon as he entered the building, so he shouted to his subordinates to "crawl and shoot". Listening to the "swish" sound of bullets flying towards him, he also fell down behind a pile of stone ruins. If he didn't look up, he would have seen a series of light spots flying over his head on his back, as if he had seen the most brilliant meteor shower of this century.
Chapter completed!