Chapter 8: Breakout ()

In middle school, Lin En liked to run around the playground while studying, while he was exploring his future. At that time, his steps had never been as heavy as they are today. The last bit of power hidden in his body seemed to have been exhausted, his lungs and throat were sore, his abdomen seemed to be more squeezing, causing a suffocation, and his legs were sore.

As I was worried before, our reserve positions were simply unbearable. Seeing that the Soviet tanks had broken through the right wing and formed a rapid encirclement, the officers quickly ordered a retreat - whether this was ordered by superiors was unknown. Lin Neng only knew that the retreat was orderly at the beginning, with about 200 soldiers staying behind to cover, but the Soviet tanks and infantry on the front were then pursued. On two sides, the only two hundred soldiers behind the hall were not even enough for the Soviet troops to get stuck in the teeth. So, under the pursuit of Soviet tank guns and machine guns, more than a thousand German infantry retreated first started a race, and the losers were directly torn apart by the enemy's artillery fire. Although the others could not escape the shells, they could run into the woods alive and had a much greater chance of survival.

Four or five kilometers behind the reserve position was a large forest. After finally entering the woodland, Lin En found a tree to push the tree trunk with his butt, supported his thighs with his hands, bent his waist and abdomen like shrimps, and gasped heavily. At this time, he could not run a single step.

Even though their physical reserves are good, they are half hungry and half full for a long time, and they continue to run a lot of exercise. The German soldiers entering the woodland are all in a panic. However, after a few minutes of rest, they heard someone shouting in panic behind them. The shells roared and passed through branches and leaves like meteorites and fell to the ground. The close-range explosion once again caused the eardrums to suffer pain. Fortunately, the trunk blocked most of the shrapnel and absorbed some impact. The shells did not cause such powerful destructive power on the flat ground. Seeing their companions running towards the depths of the woods like crazy, Lin En had to drag their lead-filled legs to retreat. The shells fell one after another, and people were constantly being lifted by the explosion impact, as if one invisible big hands were carrying them out, and screams from the dying and the injured were endless!

"This evil world! A evil war! A evil Soviet people!"

Resentment circled in Lin En's mind like a revolving lantern. His already drowsy brain was even more overwhelmed. He even felt that he might faint at any time. However, this body was obviously more tenacious than Lin En's own estimate. He was wearing a thick winter suit, a standard steel helmet on his head, and carrying a gun equipment weighing 15 to 20 kilograms and a thick blanket. Under exhaustion, it still trotted forward in about two inches of snow in the forest for several kilometers. Until the explosion of the shell was left far behind, and when he saw the people around him slow down, Lin En stopped and barely held the tree trunk, and started to retreat in a silence!

After a minute or two of his brain blank, Lin Neng finally regained consciousness. Looking at the people around him, they were all weak after the disaster. Some people could still stand, while some people simply "lie on the ground" on the ground. The dry retching only gave out a little bitterness, and his tired body was unable to support him. Lin Neng clicked on the ground with one knee, leaning his gun in his hand, and leaning his head and shoulders leaning against the trunk next to him. The warm winter sunshine sprinkled in through the gaps between branches and leaves, making the light in the woods a natural beauty, but there was no energy to appreciate it.

“lynn!lynn.gaeger!”

When he heard the voice of "butcher", Lin Neng suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy, and this was one of the few phrases he could understand at present. The pronunciation of this name is "Lynn Galgo", and the coincidence in the name made Lin Neng feel that everything was arranged in a dark way.

The "butcher" unbuttoned the helmet buckle, rolled up his sleeves, held his submachine gun in his hand, and followed by five soldiers who were in a very embarrassed manner and who had met one or several times. Although he could learn from the "supervisor" who spoke German by other soldiers, Lin Neng would rather "pretend to be deaf and dumb" at this time. In order to show his respect, he stood up with his last strength and stood attentively and saluted.

The "butcher" seriously returned a military salute and continued to move forward. Lin En had no choice but to join the end of the loose team. The group did not go too far and stopped under a big tree near the edge of the woods. Except for the "butcher", the rest immediately seemed to be disbanding, and hurriedly sat or leaned on it.

"Oh Xi..."

A soldier near the edge of the woods suddenly screamed, and the friction of the metal tracks came faintly, and everyone became nervous out of instinctively. Lin Neng stood up and looked out of the woods. At this time, their location had reached the westernmost side of the large forest. To the west or north, the woods soon emerged. Outside was a small hilly terrain, and several woods were just the size of a football field. The highway formed a three-way intersection in front, one leading to the position they had held before, one extending towards the Baltic Sea, and one leading to the southwest.

As the sound of metal friction gradually became clear, a Soviet armored unit appeared outside the woods. The T-34s were not moving fast, so the sound of tracks slightly overwhelmed the roar of the engine. They were basically advancing west along the highway, but they did not line up in a combat column like the Allied tanks in the movie. Four vanguard tanks formed a relatively compact arrow formation, and the tanks behind them were also scattered on the highway and on both sides, and each was equipped with several infantry. Roughly estimated, this armored unit had more than fifty tanks, and there were some armored vehicles and towed artillery trucks at the rear of the queue.

After all, his legs could not escape the enemy's wheels. Looking at this powerful Soviet armored unit, Lin En fell into despair again. With the combat effectiveness of these German defeated soldiers, he could not defeat his opponents in any case. Leaving the woods and continuing to retreat backward would be like serving as a living target for Soviet tanks. But if he continued to stay here, he would soon fall into the heavy encirclement of the Soviet follow-up troops. At that time, he would either fight to the death or surrender, and there seemed to be no other way out. Thinking of this, Lin En leaned helplessly against the big tree and silently watched the German officers gathered together to discuss. The level of the "butcher" was obviously not enough for such a battlefield meeting. He just stood a little closer with his submachine gun and waited for the officers to make a decision. The two correspondents were busy fiddling with an ancient-style driver transmitter.

After a while, the German soldiers who stayed on the edge of the woods to monitor the movements of the Soviet armored troops ran back quickly. Seeing his expression and tone of his speech to the officers, the situation outside seemed not too bad. Two German officers who looked like lieutenants then walked to the edge of the woods with telescopes. About two minutes later, they returned to the distance. One of them walked to the correspondent wearing headphones and explained some things, while the other went to the middle of the officers waiting in place to explain the situation. After a while, the officers nodded and then summoned their subordinates to arrange the situation.

Soon, the "butcher" took the order and returned and chatted to his subordinates. Lin En was still listening to the heavenly books, and could not see anything from the other people's movements and expressions, so he had to wait idly.

The mechanical roar from the other side of the road gradually weakened until nothing could be heard. It seemed that the Soviet armored troops rushed forward and had no interest in searching for German soldiers along the way. According to the sunrise time, Lin En estimated that it was only 9 a.m., and planes kept flying by in the clear sky. I guess most of them were Soviet fighters and bombers. If they had to wait until dark, they had to stay in this forest that was basically without danger. Although the Soviet armored troops were just passing by, this did not mean that the Soviet infantry troops behind would not enter the forest to search. Although Lin En, who had been well-read in the war history, felt that he could play a special role in military command, but his language was not understandable and his military rank was humble. He could do nothing except watch coldly!

After resting for half an hour, Lin En felt that his body and limbs had recovered some strength, but his stomach was still hungry. During this period, another Soviet army passed by the road outside the woods. Although the number of tanks was nearly half less, it was still not something that these German infantry could shake. Just as they were sad to have hunger in this inexplicable place for a whole day, Lin En suddenly heard the sound of tracks coming from another direction. The soldiers around him became alert again, but soon, the soldiers responsible for the alert trotted back with joy. The two captains and officers with the highest ranks heard his report and quickly stood up and walked west. Everyone was full of curiosity, but their location was still dozens of meters away from the edge of the woods. They could only vaguely see the scene outside the woods through the trunks with sharp eyes, so someone stood up and followed them.

Because he could not "heard" and saw the "butcher" slowly moving towards the other side, Lynn left his rifle and kettle and walked over. At the edge of the woods, he saw the source of mechanical noise: two German chariots covered with fresh branches and leaves, painted with gray-white camouflage and black and white iron crusade emblem. They had a pair of tires at the front, and the lower part of the car was a tank-style track. The car in front was a turret, and the thick barrel looked extraordinary, and the one behind was an ordinary model with an open roof of the car.

Although I had never seen real guys before, Lynn was able to identify their identities, especially the assault gun car in front of me derived from ordinary armored vehicles. It mainly appeared in the late stage of the war and had certain anti-tank capabilities. However, armored vehicles were armored vehicles after all, and their defense was incomparable to tanks. If they faced Soviet tanks on the battlefield, the winning odds would not be too great.

Several German soldiers had already stood next to the two armored vehicles. The ones in ordinary army camouflage uniforms should be the infantry they came to explore and contact, while the ones in black uniforms were the people on the two armored vehicles. When the two captains walked forward, they saluted each other and then gestured with their hands while talking. After a while, they obviously reached an agreement on certain issues. One of the non-commissioned officers wearing black armored combat uniforms and large earrings helmets followed the captains back to the woods.

At first, the officers did not give any instructions to the soldiers around them, but instead worked with the non-commissioned officer from the armored vehicle to study a map. After about ten minutes, the soldier who was performing a warning mission in another direction ran back to report the situation, and the officers then drew circles on the map. After a moment, the non-commissioned officers quickly ran back to the armored vehicle, and the officers summoned their respective subordinates to issue instructions, and the non-commissioned officers passed the specific orders to each combat squad and platoon.

Soon, the "butcher" also received the order. Lin Neng still couldn't understand his words, but he could understand five or six points: the infantry were ready to cooperate with two armored vehicles to fight an ambush here!
Chapter completed!