"Sir, I am Sergeant Lynn Galgo, the 'Vampire' commando. My soldiers and I were previously affiliated with the 167th battle group of the 4th Night Battle Group, and then joined the 11th Night Battle Task Force in Berlin, and joined the escort force on the order of Colonel Bach. Are we boarding the boat with the brothers of the commando?"

After listening to Lynn's words patiently, the SS lieutenant grinned and said, "Sorry, man, I got the order to bring the soldiers of the 1st Commando onto the submarine, nothing else!"

"But..." Lin En was still trying to explain, but was accidentally bumped by the soldier who walked by, and immediately staggered back two steps, and the wound on his thigh suddenly felt like he was torn and pain.

The lieutenant quickly helped him, but he still said in the weak tone: "Sorry, man, I'm just doing it on order!"

There were not many soldiers in the Night Battle Commando at this time, only more than ten, but about half of them carried infrared night vision equipment with them. Therefore, after all the soldiers and two medical soldiers boarded the boat, the lieutenant asked the sailors to take off the pedal. Although Tanze barely walked beside him to support him, Lin En felt lonely, as if he was abandoned by this ruthless world.

The second submarine had already started the diesel engine, and the tail of the boat was filled with white water foam, and the third submarine followed closely. It seemed that the fourth ship was about to set off. At this moment, Motcheg's voice came from a distance: "Hey, Lynn, Lynn!"

Lin En quickly turned around and saw his "Fuxing" get off an armored command car parked by the dock. His anxiety calmed a lot. Looking around the dock, there were still many SS soldiers who came here with the armored columns staying.

Considering that Lynn was injured, Motchig trotted and whispered to him: "There are two submarines delaying halfway and they are heading here, so... we have to wait a little longer!"

"Are there two?" Lin Neng roughly estimated that there were about thirty people left, and it was more than enough to use two submarines to accommodate them. It seemed that the people who arranged the sea retreat route did not expect that the casualties were so large.

"If nothing unexpected happens..." Motcheg replied, "It is two combat submarines. They came from Denmark and might have encountered an enemy patrol plane on the way!"

"Oh!" Lynn sighed slightly, "I thought we were abandoned!"

Motchig smiled bitterly and said, "Hey, it is possible that a useless person like me will be abandoned. You are now the pride of the entire SS!"

Lynn thought about it and described it in a less authentic way: "It's just a man-made hero, right!"

"You think the publicity function?" Mottchig shook his head, "Then I would rather be selected!"

Lin En accidentally continued to delve into this question. Taking advantage of the special atmosphere, he whispered: "Brother, can you tell me the answer to that question now? We are protecting..."

Motcheg looked at Tanze beside Lynn with some vigilance. Seeing that the young soldier was still childish, he nodded slightly: "This is true. Berlin's that is fake!"

really!

The doubts that had been suppressed for a long time were finally answered. Lin Neng felt like he had passed through a long tunnel and saw the light of day again. His eyes suddenly became clear. At this time, Major Ziegenke also walked out of the armored command car. Mottcheg no longer said anything, but pretended to take out a cigarette box from his pocket and gave Lin Neng one, but did not ask Tanze next to him if he wanted it or not.

"We are forgotten people!" Ziggenke said in a strange tone. When he walked to Lynn and the others, he said mysteriously: "If the submarine does not come, we will collectively martyrify the great head of state and the great German!"

"It should be here!" Motchig's words seemed to comfort himself.

Ziggenke turned to look east, the rising sun had risen, and it would be a nice sunny day.

"Look at this beautiful world, what a pity, we will be forgotten by this world!"

Lynn wondered: "Sir, why do you say we will be forgotten?"

Ziggenke did not answer, and he looked at the far sea with emotion: "In this cruel war, how many soldiers who died were buried have been buried without leaving their names! If we disappear, our families will only be buried in the ruins of Berlin forever!"

Lin Neng had no choice but to answer. When he turned around and saw the empty tanks and armored vehicles around the dock, he suddenly felt that he understood Ziggenke's words. If the Allied troops arrived here and saw empty tanks and abandoned equipment all over the ground, they would be surprised and would have worked hard to think about the answer but couldn't think about it. In the end, they could only think of an explanation that the public could easily accept, but it might be far from the truth!

Following Lin Neng's gaze, Motcheg also looked at the chariots, thinking that Lin Neng was regretting, so he said, "In half an hour, General Wink's troops will come to take over these weapons!"

Lynn nodded, this is also considered to be a good use of everything.

A quarter of an hour later, groups of Allied fighters appeared in the nearby airspace. It seemed to be to avenge the humiliation of the German war eagle in the morning. The German jet fighter jets actually took off to fight decisively. Although there were only four, they still fought a fierce and exciting air battle with the "Wild Horse" that was dozens of times more important. Watching the German pilots flying the war eagle bravely shuttled through the Allied aircraft like a newborn calf, shooting down one enemy plane after another, and finally being hit by the enemy, Lynn's mentality quietly changed. Most of the air combat aces that were dominating the sky have fallen, and now they are mostly young pilots with inexperienced fighting, but this is not the most important. The key is that everyone knows that the current situation is irreversible, and the decline of the empire is only a matter of time. Instead of watching it fall down desperately, it is better to bloom in the most brilliant moment.

Although the battle situation was fierce, the disparity in the number still set the melody early. When the third jet fighter was shot down by the Allies, the German Air Force's tenacious resistance was defeated. The last "swallow" retreated east alone, and a large group of "wild horses" chased after him. Suddenly, several light balls that shone like the sun came from the southeast at an extremely fast speed. They did not directly shoot at the Allied planes, nor did they use brutal impact tactics, but were floating around in the near and far places.

Approaching from the side or back of the "Broncos", then climbed away at an extremely fast speed. The formation of the Allied Fighter Group became chaotic. It can be seen that the pilots were full of horror at this strange and strange flying object. After a while, most of the "Broncos" turned around and returned, with only a few still trying to entangle with each other. These light balls seemed to be able to see through people's minds and left eastward at high speed. In a blink of an eye, they left the clumsy "Broncos" behind.

Although I had experienced witnessing the disc aircraft closer, Lynn was still stunned at this time. Isn’t this the description of UFO by some American pilots? Where is the tension that leads to hallucinations? These things beyond imagination have existed and have great connection with the Third Reich of Germany!
Chapter completed!