Chapter 26: Battle of the Woodland

The battlefield is the battlefield, and it has nothing to do with the track and field. Such old thinking has been thrown to Java Island by Lynn. On the cold Eastern Front battlefield, although he can't be a champion, he has the opportunity to save his life for himself and his companions. With the perseverance and physical strength that surprised Linn himself, the trio who supported each other finally entered the boundary of the woodland. Outside the woods, the Soviet artillery fire was still raging, and the woods were like a sacred place in a magical movie, which could protect weak races from the invasion of evil forces - at least before the ultimate darkness appeared.

Swinging off the thick arms pressed on the shoulders, Lin Neng supported the tree, bent over, and gasped. Only then did she realize that her back was soaked in sweat, and her trouser legs were also cold. From the perspective of health care in a peaceful era, the chance of getting arthritis in such a state for a long time would be very high, but Lin Neng could still care about health care now?

After finally breathing, the rescued big soldier began to murmur to Lin En and the "butcher". Even though he didn't understand the content, Lin En suddenly felt angry: How could such a strong man have the same crying voice as a woman? If he had known this, it would be better to let him die for himself.

Just say that, the big soldier hurriedly took out cigarettes from his pocket and stuffed them to his "life-savior". This behavior further added to Lynn's disgust. Is a pack of cigarettes worth risking his life and being as tired as a dead dog?

Even though he had the heroic act of sacrificing himself to save others, the "butcher" still maintained his unchanging cold expression for thousands of years, shook his head and said a few words. The big soldier actually put away his cigarettes and closed his mouth with grievance. Looking back at the woods, there were only a few German soldiers behind him. Many people died on the way to retreat, but more people were still alive. Because of this, someone on the battlefield always needs to take on the "iron gate" and they need to hold the enemy tightly like a rock to gain as much time and space as possible for their large troops.

Soon, the highest rank among the officers and soldiers automatically played the role of temporary commander, and the second lieutenant's decision was simple and cruel: the injured first, and the rest of the personnel stayed to fight the blocking war.

The minor injuries on the arm were not enough to make Lynn retreat in the posture of a wounded person, not to mention the blood-stained "butcher" standing firmly aside. Looking around, most of the soldiers were actually injured to some extent. They might not be as decisive as the "butcher", and even a deep fear appeared in their eyes, but they remained without hesitation.

Since it was a blocking war, the Soviet tanks and self-propelled artillery were naturally the number one targets that the German defenders needed to deal with. Forcibly opening a road in the woods took extra energy and time, so the road through the woods was their best choice. Linn carefully observed that this two-lane road was asphalt roadbed and gravel road surface. It was difficult to directly destroy it with explosives. The best way at the moment was to blow down the big tree next to it across the road. Without caring about the troubles of language, he found the "butcher" and gestured with his hands for a while. Although he was puzzled by his subordinates' strange state, the "butcher" still understood his gesture and agreed with the suggestion. However, before he went to make a suggestion to the second lieutenant with a stubborn face, the other party had arranged for soldiers to tie explosives and grenades to the two big trees.

Seeing that the officer's thoughts coincided with his own, Lin En couldn't say he was happy. He looked south of the woods and saw that the Soviet armored troops that had stopped shelling were still advancing in an orderly manner. The tanks in the front row were still three or four kilometers away from the edge of the woods. If nothing unexpected happened, a cigarette would arrive at the woods.

Under the leadership of the non-commissioned officers, most of the soldiers around them found a blocking position. Since they had no time to dig up the fortifications, they directly used the roots, stumps and concave ground as support. The temporary defense line was roughly located at 500 meters in the edge of the woods. It could not only effectively avoid the invasion of Soviet artillery fire, but also try to block Soviet infantry from the outside of the woods. The only few "iron fists" and "tank killers" were deployed behind big trees near the road, which should be more experienced configurations.

Lin Neng was about to find a battle position near the "butcher", but suddenly he saw the lieutenant preparing to let the soldiers detonate the explosives. Thinking about it, he quickly went up to stop it. But except for "no", he could not express his opinions in other German phrases, so he had to gesture "open his teeth and claws". The lieutenant was confused. He first shouted in his mouth and gestured a few times in his hand, but seeing that the Soviet tanks were getting closer and closer, he had no patience to pull them off again, and left Lin Neng and ordered the soldiers directly. At this moment, the "butcher" came forward with his submachine gun. He said something loudly to the lieutenant, clenched his right fist and waved it twice. The lieutenant frowned and thought for a while, looked at the "butcher", looked at Lin Neng again, and finally nodded, and then walked towards the soldier responsible for detonating the explosives.

Looking at the relieved expression of the "butcher", Lin Neng didn't know whether he understood his thoughts, but he should have seen the gesture he made just now. The puzzle did not last long. The second lieutenant explained a few words to the soldier responsible for detonating the explosives, then bent down and ran to the back of a big tree not far away and squatted down. As expected, the two soldiers did not detonate the explosives immediately, but carefully lay on the side of the big tree that was about to be exploded.

In a moment, the sound of the rumbling of the tanks becoming clear. Through the gaps between the trees, you can vaguely see the white painted Soviet tanks driving into the woodland along the road, and the figures of Soviet infantry wearing white coats soon appeared in the woods. At this time, the depths of the woods were as quiet as if there was no animal. Apart from the roar of machinery and track friction from outside the woods, all you could hear was the whistling wind and the crunching sound of the Soviet infantry stepping on the snowy ground.

Hiding behind a bush covered with snow, Lynn held the Mauser rifle in his hand tightly. After the previous battle, he had a lot of confidence in his shooting skills, but the battlefield was not a shooting range. Just hitting the target can win. Protecting himself is sometimes more important than killing the enemy. The bush obscuring his sight is an ideal obstacle, but it cannot stop the penetration of bullets. Moreover, the terrain here is as flat as the chest of some women, and it cannot give people a sense of security at all. While observing the front through the gaps at the roots of the bush, Lynn also closely monitors the situation on the road - it was his suggestion that he would blow up the big tree when the Soviet tanks approached. If the soldiers had an improper detonation time, although he was not directly responsible, he would inevitably carry a burden psychologically.

The roar of the engine was getting closer and closer, and suddenly, a huge white shadow flashed through the gap between the two big trees: the leader turned out to be a T-34, and there were fully armed combat infantry on the side and back of the turret. After quickly estimating the distance and the time difference, Lynn lowered his voice and shouted: "Hey! Pig-killer! Ferryer!"

Using "fire" instead of "detonation", Lynn's mistake was enough to make the primary school teacher vomit blood. God knew how the "butcher" thought of his strange man, but he finally understood the meaning and turned his head to shout at the lieutenant. The lieutenant directly transferred it to the two soldiers responsible for detonation. They jumped up without hesitation, pulled down the grenades' pulling wires, and then quickly evacuated the reverse.

From Lin Neng's position, the white smoke emitted from the grenade fuse was particularly clear in the empty forest. I don't know if the Soviet tanks didn't see it or didn't have time to react. The first T-34 rumbled past the big tree, and then the gap between the big trees was a tank with exactly the same shape, with huge Arabic numerals "240" painted on the side of the turret.
Chapter completed!