Chapter 138 Return to the Soviet Army Headquarters

When it comes to luck, except for the time and camp of travel, Lin Neng should be very lucky.

At the end of the stairs is a black room, which is different from the previous sewer dredging station. Judging from the old walls and thick pipes, it looks like a space on the bottom floor of a building that houses sewage pipes and water pumps. If there were no failure, no one would have come here.

There is a door in the room, but the light from the flashlight seems to have completely rusted. No matter how hard the thick door handle is still motionless.

"let me!"

Wolflum raised the assault rifle on the side and smashed it hard with the buttstock - this was the only memory left by Eric's predecessor, the tall officer, to Lynn.

"Boom" and "Boom" twice. Just when Lin En was worried that these sounds would attract the attention of the Soviet army outside, the door handle fell off. Wolfrum reached out and pulled it, and the iron-wood door creaked open.

Flins was the first to squeeze through the crack in the door without saying a word, and walked up another step with the assault rifle with the infrared searchlight turned on.

There was no sound outside, and it was a little strange.

The order of going out seemed to be linked to honor, and Brück also squeezed in front of Lynn.

The changes in speechlessness made Lynn feel relieved and proud.

The staircase outside the door has only ten steps. After going up, the space suddenly becomes extremely grand.

Even though his vision was dark, Brück whispered: "It's a subway station!"

Although the subway system in Berlin is not as long as London, England, it has reached a very amazing scale thanks to the powerful industry of the Second and Third Reichs in the first half of the 20th century, and at this time many backward countries have never seen the subway look like.

Walking up the steps, Lin En stood quietly aside. The infrared night vision device could not be used to detect terrain and other objects without heat, so he focused and pricked up his ears and listened.

Unfortunately, the footsteps of his soldiers still slightly disturbed his mind. Without hearing anything, he decided to turn on the flashlight.

Compared with searchlights or car headlights, the light emitted by the portable flashlight using two batteries seems very weak. Looking around, it is indeed the platform of the subway station. However, both sides of the track extending outward have been blocked by collapsed huge cement blocks, so even a subway car cannot be seen.

"The stairs are here!" Tchimmel's eyes pointed at the cement steps alongside the side, along with his green voice. It looked very wide and could accommodate five or six people in parallel. It should be the stairs leading to the subway entrance.

In this closed and quiet space, it is very clear to speak in a low voice.

"I think it has been blocked!" Lynn made a judgment according to logic and continued to search for other exits with a flashlight. The soldiers who tried to find a way out quickly returned in disappointment.

Brück and another soldier also turned on the flashlight they carried with him, and three light columns swept back and forth in the deep dark space. After a few minutes, someone said, "Hey, sir, there is an emergency channel!"

Without waiting for Lynn to answer, the man had already walked over and opened the door and looked in: "Maybe he could lead to the ground!"

If this abandoned subway station was really closed, Lynn would have the idea of ​​hiding here until the end of the war. However, his pre-understanding of history made him abandon this lucky idea: Even if Germany surrendered, Berlin would face the situation of being jointly occupied by the Soviet army and the Western Allies, and it would be difficult to guarantee that he could escape if he went out!

"I hope the exit is not in the open street!" Brewer muttered.

Unless the original route was returned, there seemed to be no second passage here. The soldiers followed the other through the emergency passage door and climbed several folding stairs, but there was still no sign of air flowing. Just as Lin En was about to give up hope, he suddenly heard a creaking sound from the door. In a moment, a cold wind came to the initiation.

"Sir!" the soldier walking in front shouted in a low voice, "There is a way!"

Not only Lynn, almost everyone couldn't help but speed up, but they were careful to avoid making noises.

The outside of the door is not an empty street, but is located in a semi-collapsed building. The complete destruction of the floor and interior furnishings and partial collapse of the exterior walls make it look like the ruins of the ancient Colosseum in Rome.

Lin En had no time to figure out why the emergency passage of the subway station was connected to shopping mall-style buildings. Moreover, the destruction of the war has made the surrounding environment unrecognizable. Just looking at the one-sided remains cannot infer their original appearance. Seeing that the two soldiers who came out before had already used collapsed cylinders and residual cement piles as bunkers, he walked slowly forward and picked up the infrared night vision device that turned on the power supply - I wiped it, so many bright outlines!

Looking at the fan, Lin En quickly pressed down with his right hand, indicating that the soldiers behind him were careful to hide. Based on the outline size and brightness of the infrared telescope, it was roughly inferred that the distance between the enemy soldiers was more than fifty meters, that is, across the street in front of the building, and swaying figures could be seen on the first and second floors!

Could it be the Soviet Army Command?

Depression, worries, resentment, anger, and sadness, these entangled complex feelings all had strong desires that gushed out from the bottom of their hearts. Lynn flattened the assault rifle and turned to look at his soldiers. Everyone was on standby carefully according to their instructions.

"Alfred! Brewer! Gut!"

Lynn gently carried the name of the infrared night vision equipment, and they came to the commander together.

While the distance from the enemy was still far away, Lynn whispered his combat plan: "After the attack began, except for Brewer, who stayed here to guard the two of them, the rest followed me! Alfred, you and Gut, shoot quickly and accurately, and pick those who are most likely to counterattack!"

This order sounds simple, and the three night warriors accepted it without objection, but it is not easy to do it - even Lin En himself dared not promise, but with the qualities of the Soviet officers and soldiers in 1945, such a battle would inevitably be a victory for the brave ones when they meet on a narrow road.

Next, Lynn said to the soldiers operating the "tank killer" bazooka, "Noah, listen to my instructions later. First, you bombard the window on the opposite second floor with a rocket, do you understand?"

The second SS soldier was not affiliated with Eric's combat team, and was considered a "big gift pack" provided by the command center. According to him, six Soviet tanks and armored vehicles had been destroyed in the previous battles, but Linn was not able to judge what the number was. The deputy arranged for Noah did not undergo special training, but no one else could operate anti-tank weapons except Linn, so he had to receive temporary training during the journey. The effect was also unknown.

Finally, Lynn called Tchimeer, the youngest and weakest combat-capable member of this night battle contingent. At first, although he had the opportunity to ask Motchiger to help change to a more experienced person, perhaps his youthful and weak appearance aroused Lynn's elder brother's heart, and he eventually brought the private to the team.

"Hey man, listen, you can throw grenades well and smash them hard according to any Russian trying to attack us!" Lynn said, while making a special patience in pulling the strings, which actually took not a few seconds.

Tchimel nodded awkwardly and said, "Okay, sir, don't worry!"

Lynn patted his shoulder with his left hand. When he retracted it, he pulled down the bolt and ordered without hesitation: "Attack!"

In the broken mall hall, fourteen black shadows moved forward quickly, some directly crossing the glass-free floor-to-ceiling windows, some bent over the leader and rushed out from the door, and another man held an extra thick gun barrel with a small shield in both hands (the original large shield was too heavy, so many German soldiers liked to use small shields or remove the shield and fire with masks). They knelt on one knee in front of a broken hole in a wall larger than an adult, and quickly aimed through the glass window on the shield, and then drove a long spindle-like object with bright tail flames and thick white smoke and flew across the street.

Suddenly, a group of people rushed over. Some of the Soviet soldiers across the street tried to shoot with machine guns set up on sandbags, and some directly picked up the submachine gun and turned toward each other. However, before they could pull the bolt down, the German 88mm caliber Panzerschreck anti-tank rocket launcher, which was enough to penetrate the 200mm armor plate, came first. The hollow-loaded warhead contained 660 grams of strong explosives, equivalent to six m24 long-handled grenades. Moreover, the Soviet soldiers who were attacked had no chance to pick it up and throw it back. There was only a loud bang, and three of the seven Soviet soldiers within five meters were directly blown away by the powerful explosion, and none of the other four could escape this disaster!

The smoke from the rocket explosion provided cover for Lynn and the attacking German soldiers. He held the assault rifle with the infrared searchlight on. When the flames produced by the explosion disappeared, he lifted the assault rifle to the same position as his shoulders, slowed down his feet, and moved forward in a very rhythmic alternating manner. Affected by the explosion, the infrared scope was initially lit, but it dimmed in an instant, and the bright outlines of those human-shaped figures appeared. Aside from those who were already lying or lying on the ground, he aimed at a bent guy with two bangs. In the scope, the man seemed to be hit by a stealth man, and he immediately raised his upper body and fell backwards, and his hands spread out to both sides out of control.

Immediately afterwards, another bright figure appeared in sight, but before Lin Neng pulled the trigger, he was shot by several bullets one after another, and his body fell down like a dead leaf in the wind.

Smelling the strong smell of gunpowder floating in the air, Lin Neng roared suddenly: "Soldiers, attack!"

If time stopped at this second, the glorious image of Lynn and his night warriors might become the brightest scenery in the German camp at the end of the war. However, no one expected that, diagonally opposite the building they were attacking, the dead corner of their sight that they could not directly observe was parked, with a series of tanks and armored vehicles. Soviet soldiers wearing ship-shaped caps or leather tank caps were replenishing their combat vehicles with ammunition and fuel, preparing for the battle deep into the city of Berlin. They were stunned by the appearance of this small group of German soldiers, followed by strong indignation - wasn't this slap on the tiger's butt?
Chapter completed!