"20 liters, 20 liters, uh...why not 200 liters!"

Seeing that the soldiers under his command were sorting out their own equipment, loading scattered bullets into empty magazines, putting grenades into special bags or inserting them at their waists, Lin Neng paced back and forth with depression. If the truck transporting supplies had not encountered Soviet artillery attacks, everything would have been perfect. Now, the officers and soldiers of the "Nordic" Division sent 20 liters of gasoline as scheduled, which could be calculated based on the engine displacement (0.985 liter four-cylinder air-cooled gasoline engine) and actual load. They could only run up to 200 kilometers at most, and the actual itinerary could not be calculated based on the road distance. If you want to avoid the Soviet blockade line and break out, it is definitely necessary to detour and drive in the fields.

As night gradually came, gunfire and explosions suddenly sounded, hundreds of shells fell down, and the entire city of Berlin was trembling. In order to prevent an accident at this last moment, Lynn had driven the vw82 military barrel car directly to the bottom of the Army Library building, and the Soviet army seemed to be determined to wipe down the urban buildings and German positions from the earth. Fortunately, the next attack reduced casualties, and this round of artillery was particularly fierce and lasting. Lynn kept looking at the watch, and the shelling that started at 5:10 pm continued until 8:00 pm.

After eating bread, they filled their kettles with clear water, and the soldiers were ready to set off in the bucket car at any time. After Lynn's separate communication, Private Frederick joined their plan very firmly, making the total number of people riding at 7. In terms of weapons and equipment, because they failed to obtain new batteries, Lynn decided to abandon the old battery that was exhausted and heavy, and the infrared searchlights, infrared telescope sights and connection lines were removed and carried. Except for Noah, who used 88mm anti-tank rocket launchers, Tanze used Mauser sniper rifles, and at this time they used mp44 assault rifles.

The thunderous artillery fire gradually became sparse. For the last time, Lynn climbed to the top of the Army Library and used the binoculars given to him by Laurenz Bach to observe the situation of the entire city. The flashing fires in the east and north of the city and the smoke rising against the fire were the most dense, and the battle had spread to the Spree River that passed through the city - the last bridge across the river had collapsed, and only the bent bridge was lying in the river without any breath. The blocking artillery fire stirred mushroom-shaped water columns on the river from time to time on, and countless dark red light spots were also intersecting on the river. With the light of the artillery fire, you can vaguely see floating animals moving towards the city on the river.

The final and cruelest battle is about to begin...

Subconsciously took out a thick diary from his pocket and gently rubbed it with his fingers. With the improvement of language and reading ability, he was able to understand the German written here, and the psychological world of a young volunteer soldier gradually appeared in front of him. If he wanted to use the simplest words to describe the character of "Linn Galgo", Lyn felt that "frankness, gentleness, fantasy" was the most appropriate: he was not good at concealing his inner thoughts, which allowed him to gain precious friendship with comrades and also fell into contradictions with reality and

Trouble; he is docile by nature, and killing is an unforgivable sin to him. He has to shoot guns again and again on the battlefield, so he often has nightmares, and even wrote a continuation of the diary of that day after waking up in his dreams several times. Like many young people in this era, he enthusiastically worships the leader who vows to bring Germania to the top of the world, and fully supports every idea of ​​his thoughts. It is because of this that he defeats his inner fear and is involved in the largest killing ever.

The dim light made it impossible for the naked eye to recognize the handwriting in the diary, but Lynn still clearly remembered many words related to family affection. Especially on the last page, the handwriting stained with mud said two sentences: Mom, I miss you! Mom, I want to go home!

Mother……

Lin En's kind and gentle face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Although the pictures and fragments of memory still appear in his dreams, as time goes by, he feels that he is getting farther and farther away from that world himself. However, one thing that is certain is that the two will never be completely separated.

Because the soul is irreplaceable.

After a moment, he sighed heavily, put the diary in the pocket on the right side of the coat, stuffed the binoculars to the left, turned around and left the window, walked step by step along the hovering stairs to the ground floor, and looked up at the familiar and friendly face, and felt much more at ease.

"Brothers, let's go!"

The soldiers quickly got on the bus, and with Lynn, seven people and equipment weighed about half a ton, so the chassis of the car was obviously sunk. The military bucket car looked small and thin, and was originally designed as a civilian vehicle, but it was very sturdy and durable. After years of tests in the severe cold and mud of Soviet Russia and the scorching heat and dust in North Africa, it has been proven to be competent for most military purposes. Lynn skillfully started the car and glanced at the fuel gauge. The pointer position was still close to the bottom line. He was in a mood to feel helpless and nervous, but if his group of people were forced to abandon the car after they were exhausted, then his luck would be good enough. As for the next road, it would not be too late to hike or make plans.

He stepped on the accelerator smoothly, turned the steering wheel smoothly, and drove out of the ground floor of the Army Library. Under the gaze of the SS officers and soldiers who were ordered to guard the building, he drove onto the street smoothly. The military truck carrying supplies was burning only the black wreckage, and diagonally opposite it, the soldiers of the "Nordic" division were strengthening the damaged fortifications that the shells hit. Lynn saw Lieutenant Letz from afar. If it weren't for this bad war, he might have become a successful businessman. Thinking that this might be the last time they met each other, he raised his right hand and the other party waved.

Going west for about one kilometer, you will reach the Brandenburg Gate. It was obviously consciously "careful" by the Soviet army. The ground was full of bullet craters. Although the iconic huge porch still stood there, there were probably traces of potholes of varying depths and sizes on the column. On the right position, a flak88 was directly hit by a shell, causing a cracked damage. Several gunners returning from the hidden trench were standing beside them and looked at it helplessly.

After driving through the Paris Square, Lynn bypassed the Brandenburg Gate and drove west through the Hindenburg Square and entered the Charlottemberg Street. Following it, it was a road to the west, but it was blocked by the Soviet army like other passages leading to the outside world of Berlin. The battle had already hit the famous superstar disc and the Belvedere Palace. After walking two or three kilometers, Lynn turned right and drove into Victory Street - there was no current city defense layout map. He only relied on an old Berlin tourist map, and planned the evacuation route based on the situation he observed from the height of the Army Library.

Driving south along the straight Victory Street, Lynn and others were soon stopped by sentries along the street, which was also a situation that had long been expected. In the name of "The 11th Night Battle Contingent performs combat missions", the sentry in Berlin City was perfunctory and not very vigilant or symbolic inspection. Therefore, on Victory Street, the real obstacles were roads and vehicles damaged by Soviet artillery fire. In a quarter of an hour, they successfully arrived at the fork where five roads intersected. To the south is the embassy area of ​​Berlin. The embassy areas of the Soviet Union, Japan and other countries were originally located, but the Soviet army was at the city, and most diplomatic officials and their families had evacuated.

The courtyard and the building became the fortress bunkers for the German army to build defense. Here, the cold-hearted military police blocked Lynn and the others' way and asked them to present documents that could prove the task. Lynn had no choice but to report the name of General Kassler from the city defense headquarters. The respected military police actually returned to the post and called the headquarters to ask. What was even more speechless was that the phone was connected to this messy battle situation. Fortunately, General Kassler went out temporarily, and his adjutant, the lieutenant who recorded the casualties for Lynn, had a good impression of the 11th Night Battle Task Force, so he confirmed that there was such a unit and vaguely asked the military police to verify their identity.

Lynn's certificate was genuine and honest, and he was left alone or not. The real military police were in conflict. At this moment, several military policemen riding two-wheeled motorcycles appeared. They rushed from the northeast, that is, the fork road leading to William Street. One of them stopped in front of the checkpoint, and the BMW motorcycle engine was still ringing.

"All vehicles are forbidden!" he shouted loudly, and then the military policemen who came with them stopped at the surrounding intersections and conveyed a sudden but unquestionable order to the sentries there.

Regarding this very unexpected situation, Lynn was not mentally prepared, detoured or waited. He was unable to make up his mind for a moment. Seeing that the military police who stopped him bypassed the checkpoint and talked to the companion who was riding a motorcycle, he pushed open the door and walked straight over, and said to the military police on the motorcycle: "Hey, sir, look, I am from the 11th Night War Task Force directly under the City Defense Command. I am carrying out important tasks. Can we..."

"No!" The gendarmerie with windproof glasses hanging around his neck rudely interrupted Lin En without waiting for him to finish speaking, "Don't ask so much, you will feel relieved soon!"

After hearing what he said, Lynn's first reaction was that there were important people passing by here, but the fire in Berlin City was everywhere. Who would go out to patrol at this time? Could it be... those senior figures who left before the fall of Berlin?

Thinking of this, Lynn was shocked. In history, the head of state committed suicide. When Berlin fell, although there were hardcore Goebbels like Goebbels and his wife and children died together, many powerful figures in the Third Reich were seeking their own survival. If this was the case, then the chances of leaving Berlin should be greater as the masters who knew the situation better and had stronger strength break through. After all, this was only April 27, and there were still 4 days before the final fall of Berlin.
Chapter completed!