Chapter 83 The Road to the Brave

Judging from the flight trajectory of the US military aircraft, Lynn believed that even if he did not use a method to attract his sight with a jeep, it would not fly into the air before its personnel packed up the battlefield and concealed the vehicle. However, based on his experience of flying, looking down from a high altitude, the moving objects were obviously more eye-catching than stillness, not to mention that these jeeps and trucks were painted with colors similar to the environment, rather than careless red and white. As for the blood on the ground, unless they landed and observed, they looked the same color as the surrounding Gobi sand dunes.

The whistling US plane finally chased the smoke and dust on the road, and it deliberately lowered its altitude and hovered back and forth over the jeep. Lynn was under a tarpaulin full of bullet holes, and carefully watched the plane with a telescope. It was indeed the best fighter of the US army during World War II, the Mustang, perhaps drawn from other places to deal with "UFOs". When it happened to be attacked at the Los Amos atomic bomb test base, he hurriedly played the role of a reconnaissance aircraft at dawn. It was not hung under its wings on rockets, but perhaps the bullet cabin was filled with revenge bullets.

It should be wise to avoid it here.

After not sleeping all night, Lynn was still energetic. He asked the commandos to use the captured US walker phone and its own radio station to try to collect external information, and use the hose to pump oil to concentrate the fuel in all trucks on the three best trucks, and then go to the car to check the situation of the experts himself. In addition to Oppenheimer, Frank and Fermi, the commandos also captured 12 other older and pleasing technicians. This was the first time that Lynn carefully identified the situation. The guys had a good vision. Among the people, there were 3 experts in charge of a single technical project, 7 senior researchers who had achieved some success in their own research, and the remaining two were between senior researchers and auxiliary researchers... researchers.

"Okay, everyone! I'm sorry we met again in this way, but this is life, and no one can predict what will happen in the next second."

Lynn sat down in front of these experts whose hands and feet were tied up and whose mouth was blocked.

"Introduce yourself, Lynn Galgo, Lieutenant of the Guards of the Third Reich of Germany. Don't be nervous, let alone look at me with such strange eyes. I'm not crazy. I'm a very rational and calm soldier. I'm a coincidence. But now there is only one purpose, which is to take you to the location designated by my superiors. For the world's top physicists, we will try our best to treat you with courtesy, but the current bad situation cannot do this. I hope you can understand...Dr. Oppenheimer, I know how angry you are in your heart, but when the atomic bomb exploded, it instantly destroyed hundreds of thousands of innocent civilians. Have you ever thought that the United States has become the only country in the world that has mastered nuclear technology, and no country or army can stop their advancement. What a terrible threat this will bring to the world?"

Although he tricked the US military sentry along the way and fooled this group of American recruits into following the grave, Lynn was not confident that he thought that he could persuade these physics experts to work hard for the most evil Nazi empire in their eyes with just a few words. Such a vicious comment on the atomic bomb was just to weaken the anger of Oppenheim and others, so as not to fail to understand these guys with extremely high IQs and choose to commit suicide - this probability would not be too high, but it was not without it.

"To be honest, we acquire atomic bomb technology not for revenge and attack, but for using this weapon to gain capital to return to the world stage, because we are just a group of homeless pitiful people now. We miss the boulevards of Berlin, we miss the beer in Munich, ski resorts in the foothills of the Alps, we miss everything in Germany, but we can't go back... No matter what, you have their own families, and we will never hurt them wantonly. When the overall situation is decided, we will release you back... Hopefully this day will not last long!"

After briefly speaking, Lynn ordered the commandos responsible for custodying these technical experts to take them out of the car to eat, drink water and make convenience.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the "Bronco" who first looked up and then lowered the close view finally returned to the voyage without success. When it was found that Oppenheimer and others were missing, the United States would inevitably mobilize ground troops to carry out a large-scale search, but this place is only a few dozen kilometers away from Los Amos, and there are inevitably US aircraft patrols during the day. Between the spear and shield, Lynn's final choice was to rush through the Soviet ammunition on the streets of Oranin Fort: Jeeps and trucks went out one by one, and each car's departure time ranged from 5 to 10 minutes.

Although this dispersed the escort force, he could at least pretend when encountering an unavoidable US aircraft, so he would not attract the attention of the US military because of the unrestrained actions of a convoy. As for the US military posts along the way, Lynn believed that no matter what route he chose to go to the abandoned mine, he could not completely avoid it. Therefore, he simply did not take a chance and directly arranged for the two cars that set out in front to take the main force of the commando combat. As before, he calmly got on the first jeep, raised his right arm high, and then placed it flat: "Go!"

Starting from the ambushing of the US military convoy on his way to Abuqueki last night, the commandos participated in many battles in just over a dozen hours, and the energy and energy were consumed a lot. Lynn turned his head and looked at the three commandos in the same car. Although the US uniforms on them made them lose their previous iron-blooded temperament, they were still full of energy and confidence.

The more encouragement words, it may not be better. Lynn was planning the road ahead, suddenly remembering a question, and asked these companions: "I heard from the major that one of our plans was to ride a mule and a horse across the Mexican border. Do you all ride horses?"

The blonde commando sitting in the back row replied: "Of course! We all received special training in this area before arriving in the United States!"

"This is funny, too!" another commando sitting in the back row, a guy with a big nose, interrupted without restraint, "We also had riding training on the submarine when we came."

"Oh my God!" Lynn was so surprised, "How did you get the horse into the submarine?"

"It's not a real horse, it's a Trojan horse that can be disassembled and installed. I use this Trojan horse for practice during the voyage," explained the commando with a big nose.

"My God..." Lin En laughed in silence. This method was really a pity for the Germans to think of.

"This is the suggestion made by General Bach." Big Nose said.

"Oh? General Laurenz Bach, the commander-in-chief of the operation... is here in the United States too this time?"

"Yes, but not with us." The answer was still a big nose.

Laurenz Bach is really here?

Lynn originally just asked casually, because in his opinion, Bach, as a key member of the empire and chief of staff of the strategic staff, should have been planning within the base even if he took the position of commander-in-chief of the operation. If he left the base and came to the distant United States, Goebbels's power struggle in the "sanctuary" would be at a disadvantage. The restless Colonel Andri would probably be ready to move to a higher position. Is it all because of...

"Attention!" the commando driving said in English.

A jeep appeared in front of the line of sight. From a distance, there were several US military officers and soldiers sitting on it. It was very likely that they were the ones who had previously sent to distract the US aircraft and conduct reconnaissance. Even so, before confirming their identity, Lynn and his group were still highly vigilant. At this time, another US aircraft appeared, still a wild horse, and still had no rockets. Turning his head to look at the US fighter jet that was roaring quickly, Lynn realized that it did not hang ammunition for lightweight, but was worried that important experts such as Oppenheimer would be accidentally injured in the battle. However, this worry was only relative. Being abducted by the enemy and burned with jade, the US government's determination was absolutely inclined to the latter.

A US military plane was watching in the air, but Lynn still ordered to park on the side. The ones who came before were indeed his own people. He called the other party to stop, and then got off the car openly and walked over.

"How is the situation?"

The commandos in the car reported: "The US military set up a checkpoint in front of the road, with about a dozen soldiers and a machine gun, but there was another checkpoint within the range of the gunshots. The number was small, but it was quite troublesome!"

Lynn nodded, it was indeed a tricky situation.

The other party asked again: "Sir, what should we do now?"

Lynn's first reaction was that his car had deceived the first post and took action at the second post. Another car attacked the first post with time, not giving the other superior an alarm. If it was at night, there was some success in such a move, but in broad daylight, no reconnaissance aircraft could confirm whether there was a third post behind the second post later. He always felt that such an original method would not work. So he searched the map of New Mexico in his mind. The vast Gobi Desert is not only a road to drive, but with the current situation, choosing a roadless place not only seriously affects the speed of the vehicle, but also seems to be an extremely eye-catching target in the eyes of the US military that is conducting a low-altitude search... Is there really no way?

Seeing two jeeps running towards each other meet and stop on the way, the US pilot who happened to fly over this area seemed to think this situation was very normal, so he did not continue to hover, and turned around and flew away at a low altitude.

Without the interference of US military aircraft, Lynn bit his lips and thought for a while, then looked back at another jeep that had set off after seeing him appeared at the end of the road. The three jeeps had a total of ten fighters. Even if there was not much ammunition left, the combat power was still worth looking forward to. As the saying goes, the brave will win when they meet on a narrow road. The tone is hesitant here. It is better to keep moving forward with your head held high and your chest high, and find a way to live through the reefs with your calmness and agility.

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