Chapter 168: The East Wind

After safely avoiding the Soviet artillery, Lynn failed to drive back to the Army Library - about 500 meters away from the destination, the car was out of gas and the empty fuel tank could no longer provide the engine's energy consumption. Wolfrum and Noah had to get down to push the cart, and on the way he received spontaneous help from several soldiers of the "Nordic" Division, and then they arrived at the Army Library building with difficulty and twists and turns.

When they saw their companions return, Tanze, Tchimer and Brewer were all very happy. Thank God. Everyone gathered together, but there was no food for a reunion lunch, so they had to sit around silently, mourn those bravely dead companions and sincerely pray for their seriously injured companions.

On a gloomy afternoon, the Soviet artillery finally extended to the western end of the street under the Bodhi Tree. Not only was the defense zone of the "Nordic" division severely bombarded, but many buildings around the Army Library building were hit by heavy artillery shells. Lynn and his soldiers witnessed some ordinary houses destroyed and collapsed in the explosion, but in terms of where they hid, they didn't have to worry too much, because the traditional buildings like the Army Library, which looked unsightly, were all reinforced concrete structures, and both the pillars and the exterior walls were very thick. After removing the glass windows, sealing bricks and reinforcing them accordingly, they became unyielding street fighting fortresses. The modern fortresses built later, the anti-aircraft turrets, were not afraid of the enemy's long-range or direct artillery fire. It is said that only the armor-piercing shells of battleships could be defeated.

"Don't worry, guys, General Kasler of the City Defense Command personally promised me that he would send food, ammunition and oil!" Lynn first cheered the soldiers, and then he briefed: "At that time we will carry out a feat that will change our lives. I hope you can eliminate distracting thoughts and entrust all your trust to me!"

After the previous hard and excellent battles of living and dying together, the friendship between comrades has reached the level that Lynn imagined. Brewer, Wolfrum, Tanze, Tchimel and Noah all entrust his personal trust and fate to the greatest extent. As for the private Frederick who later joined the team, Lynn temporarily sent him away in the name of on-duty alert, leaving it to the level of his old subordinates to get it done, and then talk to him alone, and decide his final belonging depending on the situation.

Without outsiders, Lynn's eyes swept across the eyes and faces of the five soldiers, and lowered his voice a little, "Guys, we will not surrender even if Berlin falls. The great German spirit will guide us to continue fighting. Therefore, we must break out of the enemy's encirclement and go to the south where the large forces gather, and wait for the horn of counterattack with our most elite armored troops! It is said that... the Soviet army's deployment in the southwest direction of Berlin is relatively weak at present, and there may be a chance to break out from there."

The battle between reason and emotion was immediately clear. Although the soldiers were still a little surprised and puzzled, they all supported Lynn's decision unwaveringly.

The previous concerns no longer exist, Lynn further said to the soldiers: "Some words are disappointing and frustrating, but... If you remember what I said to Sergeant Jonas before his death, Germany will eventually rise - defeat all enemies in the next war! To achieve this wish, I need each of you, no matter what the final outcome of this war, to not give up your proud fighting will, and follow me to do a career that will make you proud for your life! Can you promise me?"

"Yes, I promise to follow you unconditionally, just like those warriors who insist on the truth after the failure of the last war, especially our great heads!" Brewer replied quickly, taking his reasonable and emotional words as an opportunity, the two young privateers, Tanze and Tchimeer, were almost moved to tears and swore to follow Lynn.

Finally it was Wolfrum's turn to make the decision. His attitude was straightforward and decisive, even beyond Lynn's expectations: "Sir, you are so brave and wise. Whether on the battlefield or in life, I, Gordon Wolfrum, swore in the name of Germany that I will follow our eternal commander Sergeant Lynn Galgo. No matter what kind of hardships and dangers encounter, no matter what happens, you will end up in one go!"

While moved, Lin Neng carefully pondered this sentence as an oath, "the name of Germany" means that what he followed him must be in line with the interests of the country and the nation - as of now, this is a reasonable reservation, and Lin Neng had to look at Wolfrum's prudence and sophistication.

Finally, Noah patted his chest: "I will do whatever Chief Galgo says, and there is absolutely no doubt about this!"

"Okay!" Lin En shouted, "Everyone, I, Lin En, regard everyone as my own brothers, and today I also swear to the heavens: Our blood is merged into one place, and our destiny is closely connected. In the face of hardships, I will never abandon any brother; in the face of temptation, I will never abandon any brother!"

As if he knew that Lynn wanted to show a kindness of being righteous, the fierce artillery fire outside the window seemed to be cheering for him. In a moment, Frederick ran up in panic with a gun on his back and said, "Sir, a truck was hit by the enemy's shells outside, as if it was said to be from the City Defense Command!"

"Ah?" Lynn was shocked. He hurried to the side Frederick said. Through the bullet holes in the window, he saw a dark gray military truck with a car body and tarpaulin rolling over on the street more than 200 meters away from the building. Some German soldiers had arrived and rescued the injured from the cab, and were busy transporting things out of the carriage.

If it was really the supply given to it by the City Defense Command, the friendly troops would have room for coordination to return it. However, it would inevitably delay time when the food was in the soldiers' stomachs. Once the food was in the stomachs of the soldiers, the situation would be a little troublesome. With the selfish idea of ​​this small group, Lin En hurriedly greeted everyone: "Go, hurry up!"

After rushing to the ground floor, Lin Neng realized that the Soviet artillery fire was still fierce. The German soldiers who rushed to help were really risking their lives. At this point, Lin Neng didn't want to temporarily lose his subordinates, so he asked the rest of them to wait here and rushed over with Frederick. At this time, the injured driver had been carried to the bunker by the roadside. Lin Neng went over and asked, and it turned out that it was indeed the supplies transported by the City Defense Command to him - 200 pounds of bread in 2 baskets, 200 liters of gasoline in 4 portable oil barrels, 4 boxes of ammunition and 6 assault rifles. Think about it.

At that time, he did not ask General Kasler for the specific number. He might have just been allocated according to the reorganization scale of the Night War Task Force. In addition to gasoline, bread and ammunition were still relatively abundant for the current number of people in the Lynn team. Just as Lynn was about to go to the truck that overturned, he heard a muffled bang, and a huge ball of fire rose from the back of the truck and spread forward quickly, igniting the fuel tank and the cab. The wind took advantage of the fire, and the entire truck was quickly swallowed up by the fire. Under the deterrence of Soviet artillery fire, the nearby German soldiers had no way to put out the fire.

"Oh my God..." The German driver, who was still bleeding from his forehead, couldn't help but sigh. After a while, the medical staff rushed to bandage him the wound, and a SS lieutenant with a short beard on his chin also followed and said to the driver: "My soldiers rescued bread, guns and ammunition. As for the others, we can't do anything else!"

In desperation, Lynn asked, "Ah? Do you have no common sense? Shouldn't you get the gasoline off first in this situation?"

"Gas?" The lieutenant looked at Lin Neng in surprise, with a little unhappy expression. Then he looked up and down, and asked, "Who are you? Why do you speak like this?"

In fact, as soon as he said that, Lynn was already aware of his rashness. When he saw the SS lieutenant wearing the logo of the "Nordic" division on his sleeve, he immediately changed to a more kind tone and said: "Sir, I am Lynn Gargo, the commander of the 11th Night Battle Commando of Berlin. Before that, I was affiliated with the 24th "Denmark" Armored Grenadier Regiment of the 'Nordic' Division and served in the 2nd Company of the 2nd Battalion!"

"Oh, so that's the case!" The lieutenant's expression eased, "I am Lieutenant Herbert Letz of the 3rd Company of the 11th Sniper Corps of the 11th Sniper Corps of the 'Nordic' Division. I heard... the supplies on this car are for your task force?"

"Yes!" After saying that, Lynn turned around and looked at the driver sitting next to him to show that he was not talking nonsense.

The lieutenant signaled Lynn to walk aside with him, and then whispered: "Then... Sergeant Galgo, since you have served in the 'Nordic' division, we are also our own people, let's discuss it with you!"

As soon as this guy spoke, Lynn knew it was related to food and ammunition. He was not in a hurry to veto it, but first saw what the other party had.

The lieutenant then said in a deep and helpless tone: "The reason why our soldiers risked their lives to rescue this batch of supplies from the truck that was about to explode was because we were too short of food and ammunition! In the past two days, each of our soldiers could only get 50 grams of bread. Note that it is not every day, but two days! Many people, let alone fortifications, even the strength to hold guns is almost gone. Moreover, the ammunition obtained from the armory is centrally supplied to two armored grenadier regiments. They attacked last night and consumed a lot. Our soldiers now only have the most basic ammunition. Once they fight, they can't last long!"

Lynn thought about it and looked at the lieutenant soldiers again: "I understand the situation roughly, and it is indeed not optimistic, but given that we still have some important tasks to perform, at least... leave us 100 pounds of bread, 2 mp44 and one-third of the ammunition, right?"

The lieutenant did not explicitly agree with and object, but put his opinion in his words: "If our soldiers had not risked their lives to rush to transport them, those supplies would have been finished with the truck now!"

Lynn couldn't help but turn his head to look at the burning truck, and took a step back and said, "50 pounds of bread, this is absolutely no less. 2 mp44 pieces, which means little to you. In terms of ammunition, we will leave at least 1,000 bullets and 20 grenades for us, and... can we find a way to help us get a bucket of gasoline?"

"Gas?" The lieutenant said the same words with the same expression for the second time. He thought for a while and asked back, "How many of you guys, how many cars?"

"This was originally a combat secret... 15 people, 2 cars!" Lynn deliberately falsely reported the number of people.

"Let's do it!" The lieutenant showed his final conditions, "30 pounds of bread, 2 mp44,600 rounds, 15 grenades, and 20 liters of gasoline are provided by us!"

Although Lynn didn't like bargaining, he knew that since he chose an extraordinary path, bargaining was indispensable in the days to come. Therefore, he insisted on 50 liters of gasoline, but the lieutenant said that he could not provide so much. In the end, Lynn made concessions again, and the lieutenant's subordinates took out three 88mm anti-tank rockets as compensation.
Chapter completed!