Chapter 139: Desperate

Before rushing into this building, Lin En deliberately made a slight and rapid head-up move - there was indeed something similar to a transmitter antenna on the window on the second floor. So, he instantly firmly determined his thoughts: No matter which level of the enemy's command center is, control the entire building first!

Just as he slowed down his speed and shot continuously, Lin En also automatically changed from the head of the team to the team. At this time, several companions had already crossed the bodies of the Soviet soldiers and rushed into the gate, and fired violently with assault rifles and submachine guns. In addition to the gunshots, you could also hear unclear roars in your ears. It should be that the Soviet officers and soldiers who were suddenly attacked were shouting. Hearing the companions to resist? Success due to the situation? Or shouting long live the revolution even though they knew they would die?

Lin Neng ignored these things and stepped forward with a assault rifle, and rushed into the building in a blink of an eye. Although the ground floor hall was not as good as the shopping mall opposite, it should be no problem to hold a small dance. Through the thin smoke, the wreckage lying everywhere can be seen with naked eyes. In the case of a surprise attack, there were still Soviet soldiers fighting to the death in the corner. Five or six dark red bullets were shot in the air and hit a German soldier in front of Lin Neng. This brave imperial soldier still rushed forward with inertia. However, the strong impact and the severe pain suffered by his body produced an overelectric effect. He suddenly spread his hands outward, his head leaned back at an exaggerated speed and posture, and his body maintained a nearly vertical state in an extremely obvious and violent tremor...

With his sensitive reaction that was sharpened in the harsh battle, Lin Neng turned around as fast as possible, held his gun, aimed, and the eyes behind the infrared telescope exuded the cruelty of the god of death: as long as it is an enemy, kill it without any worries!

Slap... Slap... Slap...

Because the opponent shot his companion, Lin En fired three shots in a particularly resentful way. At a distance of less than twenty meters, the bullets shot from the three points hit the target without exception. The Soviet soldier seemed to be whipped with bamboo strips in a very short time. Although his body was close to the corner of the wall, he still trembled violently when every dark red light spot disappeared. In the dim light, the splashing liquid could not be seen to be viscous or thin.

But the anger was not fully expressed, and Lin En immediately roared: "Attack!"

Inspired by this battle slogan, the two German soldiers rushing in front were like being possessed. Even if bullets were shot down from the stairs, they did not retreat or dodge, and they were extremely brave to shoot at the gun. Unfortunately, the bullets had no eyes and would not focus on weak people. The first German soldier rushed to halfway and was hit by a series of bullets. He fell down on his back. The second soldier was not only hit, but also shot by two or three bullets. Shocking blood burst out on his shoulders and ribs, and a helpless wail was even more!

Like many companions, Lin Neng's first reaction was to pick up his gun and shoot towards the stairs. When he remembered to call for the grenade attack, a thin figure had already rushed to less than three meters away from the stairs. Several seemingly aimless bullets were stirring up debris in front of him. However, the man threw a wooden grenade upwards with a very coherent movement - then he quickly dodged to the side, but he hugged his head in panic and fear, ran to the side, staggering and tripping stones, and said clumsyly that he fell to the ground.

It was this action that made Lynn immediately confirm that he was the sixteen-year-old Private Tchimer. He slightly dodged the debris and impacts of the explosion. He was about to take the lead in rushing up the stairs, but he heard someone beside him shouting in panic: "Sir, there are Russian tanks outside!"

Lin En was shocked and bent subconsciously and turned his head. At this moment, a series of light spots that looked more dense than ordinary submachine guns shot into the exterior window, passing through the empty hall and hitting the wall. It suddenly shook a lot of dust, and a crisp sound followed, clearly shaking Lin En's mood.

How is that possible?

Lynn looked out the window with incredible eyes. The light on the street was still dark, but he could vaguely see the black outlines!

Without the dull roar of the engine, and without the harsh sound of guiding wheels and tracks rubbing against the ground, the tanks obviously did not come to support them with gunfire—they stopped there from the beginning!

Lin En would rather be his old eyes than see the scene in front of him become a reality, but the fire tongue jumping on the Soviet tank was clearly displayed in sight. Even with advanced equipment such as infrared night vision instruments and even if the shooting technology reached a magical level, Lin En could not do anything to the Soviet soldiers in the tank. What's more, they obviously realized that the first floor of the building was occupied by the German commando, so they fired without hesitation.

The coherent dark red light spots were like the sharp teeth of a deadly viper, which made people avoid it. Seeing that the flight trajectory of these light spots was rapidly lowered, Lin Neng quickly slipped to the base of the outer wall with an unstandard sideways, and looked back. Although there were no bullets shot down on the stairs, the German soldiers were all pressed down by the deadly external bullets and could not raise their heads. Where could they have the chance to rush up?

Suddenly, he fell into a dying situation from the state of victory, and Lin Neng had not even figured out where his omission was. Could it be that this Soviet tank was so coincidental that he could not observe before, or did he say that he was too focused on the target in front of him, that he "shoulder be arrogant" to miss out on this extremely fatal threat?

It is not an urgent task to track down the root of the problem. The car-mounted machine gun of the Soviet tank is like a fierce man knocking medicine on the dance floor. He shows his charm with his continuous madness. It is not difficult for Lin En to judge that in this situation, his team will be wiped out in less than half a smoke.

Rush out? Unless you run faster than the bullet, you will be torn to pieces by the machine guns of those Soviet tanks in a blink of an eye!

"Top the grenade!" Lynn finally let out this hysterical roar. Then, he moved along the wall to the door and shouted outside: "Noah! Noah!"

Under such circumstances, veterans with rich experience on the battlefield naturally knew why the commander called his name. In a moment, an extremely violent explosion sounded outside, sounding very close - just like the Soviet tanks fired fire to bombard the building, but Lin Neng knew that as long as the command center had Soviet personnel, the tanks would not use such extreme attacks.

At about the same time, the German soldiers suppressed in the lobby on the first floor, especially the few people close to the windows of the exterior wall, all threw grenades outwards. Amid the loud bang, the air waves produced by the explosion rolled up smoke and countless sand and dust into the building. The visibility in front of them suddenly decreased seriously, making people feel that they were suddenly trapped in a fog. But Lynn said that the only glimmer of vitality appeared at this moment!

"Road upstairs!"

As he shouted, the man had already climbed up with his hands and feet and rushed to the stairs desperately. In this crisis, people's nerves are often like springs under heavy pressure. Once they get the opportunity to be released, they will show an extraordinary sensitive reaction. Seeing a figure who looks like Wolfrum rushing up the stairs in front of him, Lin En coexisted with gratitude and emotion, praying in his heart that this companion would not be in front of him, and even praying that he could lead these brave soldiers out of desperate situations.

Perhaps he heard the noise downstairs, before Wolfrum could emerge, the people upstairs were already rushing to open fire - this reminded the German commando soldiers. Wolfrum leaned against the stair railing and used extremely rapid movement to pull out the last wooden grenade hanging on the belt, pulled away its pull ring on the top of the bullet body, and waited for two seconds before turning sideways and throwing it out.
Chapter completed!