Chapter 179: The Reverection of the Woodland

In a long and real dream, Lynn saw not his former family, but Alice and Katsili. Summer is coming, and the young and gentle woman is wearing a plain dress with a fluttering skirt, revealing her white and slender legs. The little girl is wearing small curly hair and cute floral skirt, dancing under the gaze of her mother...

"Uh..." When I woke up from my dream, the pain in my shoulders and legs was the most real, but the intensity of the pain was eased than before. Open my eyes, and the clear sunlight shone through the gaps in the branches and leaves, full of natural and harmonious beauty.

"Sir, wake up! Do you want some fish soup?" Tchimmel's voice sounded like he was talking normally.

This kid seems to have no concern for his injuries at all! Lin En muttered in his heart.

"Oh, I'm awake again, so good!" This was Wolfrum's voice, accompanied by the sluts made by drinking soup, which sounded very indecent.

"Our Chief Galgo is indeed a Nine-Life Cat. With the ability of the Soviets, he can't kill him!" Brewer's words sounded like a joke. Lynn wanted to refute it, but with previous experience, he decided to accumulate some strength first.

"That's great!" Noah said in a muffled voice, "Becoming the life-saving benefactor of Minister Goebbels' family, we will definitely develop in the future, and we can also benefit from it!"

"Hey, you guys!" Lynn finally couldn't help it. He turned to look at his subordinates sitting against the trunk, holding lunch boxes and bread in his hands, enjoying the rare meal happily, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of burnt firewood. Of course, there was also the fresh fragrance of the food.

"Sit up and have some fish soup?" Tchimmel brought his childish face over, held the clean lunch box in both hands, and asked sincerely.

After asking the same question twice, Lynn felt hungry and asked Tchmer to support him and sit up. This place was neither a temporary operating room nor an armored carriage, but an open-air position in the woods. The stretcher under him was replaced with a blanket, with some loose branches and leaves underneath.

Tchimel explained while using a spoon to send soup into Lynn's mouth: "There are several fresh fish caught by the soldiers in the stream! The minister left him to us, what a good man!"

Good man? That was what I earned with my life! Lin En continued to mutter in his heart. The moment the fish soup was in his mouth, he felt hungry.

After drinking several sips of the soup, Lynn remembered the serious matter and asked in a low voice: "Hey, Carl, have you seen... an important person other than the minister?"

Tchimel had the habit of rolling his eyes when thinking about problems, and this time was no exception. He thought for a while: "Major, does the captain's level count?"

"You are stupid, how can an ordinary officer compare with the minister?" Tanze mocked him, and then told Lynn: "I only see one SS Colonel, and Minister Goebbels should be the biggest figure here!"

"How is this possible?" Lin Neng immediately said to himself, of course, the kind that makes a sound.

Tanze might not have heard what Lynn muttered clearly, but he thought he was very experienced and analyzed: "Sir, think about it, since the Imperial Marshal and SS leaders were ordered to be arrested, only those Marshals are now older than Minister Goebbels, but there is no soldier in the National Defense Army here, which is unreasonable!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Brewer came over to remind Tanze, "It's best to pretend that there are some things that you don't know, and it's best not to mention some names!"

Seeing Brewer's serious look, Tanze quickly stopped.

Among the only six remaining subordinates, Wolfrum and Bruel are unwilling to be successful, and they are each with their own strengths. So Lynn turned to Bruel, "What have you seen?"

"I didn't see the familiar faces in the pictorial, but I just found that there were many guys from the 'Fengs, Guarding Flag Team' here, and they were very excited!"

Brewer's plain tone was far better than Tanze's messy analysis just now, and also made Lynn more determined to his speculation-the head of the empire was the ultimate boss escorted by this convoy!

However, if the Head of State himself left Berlin on April 27, would the head of state commit suicide in a Berlin bunker on April 30? Are Eva, Braun, Goebbels' family of eight who died on the same day? These are reasonable and reasonable, but Lynn is still a little puzzled: If you want to escape the pursuit of the Allies and the Soviet army, why should the Head of State, Goebbels and others wait until the Soviet army surrounds Berlin before breaking out in this dangerous way? Wouldn't it be enough to arrange a substitute early? Is there any other hidden information in this?

"Oh, by the way! The big tent over there should be a place where the leaders gather, the communication officers kept coming in and out, and there were several high-level military medical officers!" Brewer pointed out that it was the tent that Linn saw Colonel Bach walk into before the operation.

"High-level military medical officer?" Lin En turned around and looked over there, but he didn't see anyone in and out now.

"Well, this is not difficult to distinguish!" Brewer swallowed the bread cubes soaked in fish soup, and then pretended to be deep, "Most of the senior military medical officers participated in the previous war. They were older and had higher ranks, and more importantly, they always looked sad!"

"Oh!" Lin En asked what was wrong with the seniority of the military doctor. He continued to turn his head and look over there. After a while, a guy in a white coat came out. The temperature in broad daylight was about twenty degrees, but the collar of his coat was tightly buttoned, and he could only see his school officer level from the collar.

"Col. Bach should not be injured. Minister Goebbels and his family were scratched at most, so there was no need for senior military physicians to worry so much!" Lynn's speculation was hidden in his heart, so he would not let others listen. But Brewer saw him looking at the tent in a daze, quietly put the mouth full of fresh fish smell close to his ears, and whispered: "Sir, do you think the head of state is also..."

Lynn turned around suddenly, his cheek almost rubbed against Brewer's mouth, and he felt lingering fear.

Seeing Lin Neng's reaction, Brewer thought he had lost his words and quickly grinned: "Stuff it up! Stuff it up!"

After drinking half a lunch box of fish soup, eating some of the black bread it brought, the belly became much more abundant. With doubts and conjectures in my head, Lynn lay down again. He still felt uneasy and signaled Brewer to come over and whispered to him: "Your guess is not unreasonable. Pay more attention to the tent. If there is any special situation, call me!"

Brewer nodded quickly.

It was rare to have a comfortable afternoon sleep, but unfortunately the pain of the wound made Lin En float from the deepest part of his sleep to the shallow part from time to time, and he comforted himself in his heart to rest more, which was conducive to the recovery of the injury. When the chill gradually arose, he opened his eyes. Although the sky was dimmer, it was still some time before it was really dark. The soldiers around were calmly put away their tents, and a small group of people gathered next to the armored communication vehicle. The technical non-commissioned officers on it should be receiving messages from the outside world using radio equipment.

Turning to find Brewer's figure, Lynn called his name, the unique SS soldier hurried over and reported to Lynn: "The communication between the outside world and Berlin has been interrupted. It is said that the last news is that the Soviet army has advanced to the Thiel Garden area, and tanks can shoot directly at the Prime Minister's Office and the Capitol! Berlin may not be able to stay for a few days!"

"The head of state is still calling on the military and civilians to continue fighting?" Lin En asked indifferently.

Brewer nodded with a serious expression: "It's true! It seems..."

Before he could say the next sentence, Lin En intercepted: "Not necessarily!"

"You mean..." Brewer deliberately looked at the tent.

Lynn did not speak, but calmed down and checked his wounds. The gunshot wound in his legs did not hurt his muscles and bones, which was quite lucky. He had to take a long time to recuperate, and the injury on his shoulder might be better. After all, no shrapnel was left. As long as he maintained the rest and necessary nutrition, the young body would probably be able to heal completely in a few weeks. Thinking about recuperating, he thought of the final destination of the trip, so he asked Brewer: "Do you know where we are now?"

"Not sure!" Brewer replied, "I only know that it is the defense zone of the 12th Army, probably in the southwest of Berlin!"

"Southwest?"

Lynn thought about it and the US military and the Soviet army met in the Elbe River in the past few days. Although the battlefields on the east and west lines were connected together, the defense zones occupied by the Allied forces were not monolithic. As long as the weak spots were found, they could still pass quickly by assault. Going south to Bavaria and north to coastal areas are all German-controlled areas. In the official history records, the German generals strongly suggested to the head of state before the fall of Berlin was to retreat to the south to continue commanding the battle, but the head of state sneered at this suggestion and even held strong disgust.

It's time to let those so-called official histories go to the devil! This idea suddenly popped up in Lin Neng's mind. Perhaps the truth of many events in history is the same as this Berlin breakout. Because of various reasons, what is left to the world is the so-called fact compiled by the victors and the rulers - at least Goebbels could not lead his family to break through the Soviet encirclement and return to Berlin, and those extremely mysterious disc-shaped aircraft are not considered to be illusions created by German engineers!

About an hour later, the temporary campground in the birch forest started. The dinner was bacon, bread and mushroom soup, which was much more abundant than Linn had enjoyed in Berlin before. Moreover, the leg injury and shoulder injury would not affect eating. The patient's meal was quota further, and he made up for himself. After that, the soldiers officially put away the camping equipment, and the wounded were carried back to the armored vehicle. At Linn's request, Brewer peered at the tent in the whole process. In addition to the Goebbels family, the SS Colonel, who seemed to Bach and two other SS officers at the level of school officials, he also saw the medical staff carrying a person to a "Black Panther" in front of him on a stretcher. In addition, there was a woman wearing a veil and an unknown woman followed the stretcher, and the SS was escorted into the same "Black Panther".

He described the situation he observed as it was, and Brewer also added his own analysis: "The tank must have been modified, otherwise the stretcher would not be able to enter at all, and it would not be able to accommodate one, two, three, four, five, six... six people! At least six people!"
Chapter completed!