Chapter 180 Long live the empire

It was not until the night fell that a daytime German armored column had carefully left the birch forest and marched north along relatively rugged roads in the wild - Lynn determined the direction with his military compass with him. This also meant that they would head to the ports in northern Germany that had not been occupied by the Allied forces, rather than what most people thought of as the mountains of Bavaria.

Perhaps considering that the road ahead is still full of dangers, maybe they don’t want their innocent children to face an injured SS officer all day long, Goebbels took his family to transfer to the "Black Panther" tank, a vehicle with stronger defense. According to Brewer’s observation, the eight-person family was divided into two, Goebbels took three children to one in the front, and his wife took three children to one in the back. In this way, the "Black Panther" tank they were riding in before was indeed specially modified, otherwise how could they be "tolerant and big"?

When the big man was gone, it was easier for Lynn to speak with his soldiers. Brewer made some important analysis based on his own observations. For example, although the 12th Army sent tanks, armored vehicles and combatants to pick him up, the armored column had to stay away when they were resting in the birch forest, and only a few vehicles providing fuel and supplies were allowed to approach. In this way, even General Wink, the commander of the 12th Army, was likely to know nothing about the inside story of the armored convoy, especially the escort target, but to act in accordance with the instructions of the Supreme Command. After the armored column set off again, these combat troops affiliated with the National Defense Forces rejoined the escort queue, including several "Surveyers" light-deporting vehicles, several No. 3 assault guns, and some armored vehicles and trucks carrying combat infantry.

After the relatively slow speed in the previous two hours, the armored column drove onto a highway with basically intact but the bridges had been destroyed, and the travel speed was greatly improved. In ordinary streams and depressions, the garrison troops had sent people to explore the terrain in advance, and soldiers stood there to guide the tanks and armored vehicles in the convoy to slow down. On the wider river surface, they either temporarily set up pontoon bridges or set up posts to guide the convoy to detour. In general, such a road is much easier to walk than when breaking out from Berlin.

Due to the itinerary, after midnight, the tank fuel in the column gradually exhausted, and the armored vehicles accompanied the car stopped. The supply vehicles sent by General Wink arrived almost instantly, and the drivers started to busy refuel their respective vehicles and carry out corresponding maintenance. In addition to the support vehicles sent by the 12th Army, there were more than 50 tanks and armored vehicles in the entire armored column, which could be considered "unprecedented in scale", but it was far inferior to the German steel lion who dominated the continent back then. Although the order was in good order, this time it was still the last time.

It took an hour and a half to be very precious at night. This was a mixed matter: those tanks and armored vehicles that had malfunctions and were even on the verge of hiding were able to continue to persevere, and two Leopard tanks that were left behind due to mechanical failures also rushed up, but at this time it was only more than two hours left before dark. Although the sound of gunfire in Berlin City could not be heard, the German officers and soldiers in the team knew clearly that every minute and every second, a large number of robes fell on the defensive positions one after another, and every inch of land in Berlin city had been soaked in the blood of the warriors!

The vehicle was bumpy and hurt the wound. Lynn couldn't sleep all night. When it was lightly bright, he felt the salty smell of the sea breeze in the air.

"Sir, the street sign says it is 40 kilometers away from Stralsson. Are we going to Rügen Island?" Tchmer's words reminded Lynn of the question asked by Katselli when she retreated to Koenigsburg. He closed his eyes and missed Katselli's innocence and cuteness and the mature charm of Alice. The way north and closer to Denmark, he felt not homesickness, but a kind of thought that was difficult to classify as family affection or love, just like soldiers keeping cigarettes and cats keeping fresh fish. Discarding it will not damage the body and mind, but it will create an indescribable sense of emptiness...

Regarding Tchmeier's question, Brewer gave Lynn a reply: "If the convoy continues to head north, we will naturally go to Rügen, but... I think our final destination should not be that resort!"

"Oh! It makes sense, so we should go to sea by boat? Is the final destination Denmark, Norway? Or other farther place?" Perhaps after eating and sleeping, Tchimer's chattering posture was completely different from the shy and shy guy at the time. After getting along, his naughty and curious nature was undoubtedly revealed.

Not to mention Brewer, even many intermediate commanders in the armored column could not answer these questions. But then, Tchimel asked in a low voice: "It's dawn, will there be an enemy plane appear? We will hide in the woods for another day?"

Lin En didn't want to talk to him, but just said disdainfully: "Come on, come on! Tell them all to the hell!"

After a moment, Tchimmel said in surprise: "Sir, no! They are here!"

"Ah? Allied plane?" Lin En suddenly stood up after hearing this, and finally pulled the wound on his shoulder, and gritted his teeth in pain.

"It seems..." Before Tchimel finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wolfrum, who was also shocked.

"Hi! Don't you listen to the sound? This is our fighter jet, our 'swallow'!"

"'swallow'?"

Lynn turned his head and saw a light grey war eagle with a clever and elegant posture passing by in the darkness of the darkness with the unique roar of the jet engine. This is another classic work dedicated by the German aviation industry to World War II, the first fighter jet aircraft leading the jet era, me262a. This single war eagle did not fly southwest all the time. It turned around soon after passing over the convoy. The morning glow just dyed a faint red light on the nose and front of the wings. In the sad atmosphere of the Third Reich approaching collapse, how sad this scene should be!

"It is said that it is close to our largest aviation test site and R&D base, and it is normal to maintain elite fighter troops!" Brewer speculated.

Linn can only "know" about Germany's geographical distribution, and roughly knows the location of some big cities, the main rivers and the direction of mountains. Of course, he cannot tell some small and medium-sized towns and special places like the native Germans. He thought about it and said that the "largest aviation test site" Brewer said should be the Penemide Base, where the cutting-edge aviation and rocket technology of the Third Reich, isn't that close to the headquarters of the "Vampire" commando?

Only Motchig and others knew about this problem. In a blink of an eye, several piston-powered monoplanes suddenly appeared in the western airspace, and the shape and outline of the "Morcelain" fighter was also very easy to identify. From a distance, they saw the German jet fighter with an individual combat power of one level higher than theirs. These American "Morcelain" did not retreat, but rushed over in a fierce manner. The lonely "Swallow" was not afraid, but saw it turn again dexterously, rushing towards the Allied fleet with a loud roar.

With a distance of thousands of meters, the Allied fighter jets fired rockets first. This scene looked spectacular. The German Warhawk immediately pulled the nose and threw away the air-firing rockets that used mechanical triggers fuses without much effort. Then he circled at high speed. With the advantage of power, he easily walked around the side of the "Bronco" aircraft group and shot down one of them with the first short shot. In a moment, another me262 flew from the east, and the two "swallows" quickly met. They seemed to be the swallow couple before the thunderstorm, and they were like a pair of dances on an ice skating rink, working tacitly to make this airspace a big stage for them to show their charm.

Just when the fighter jets on both sides had an air battle, the armored column quietly turned eastward and soon entered the woods. When the fierce battle eagles of both sides left, the convoy continued to move forward in broad daylight. About 40 minutes later, they arrived at Greifswald, a small harbor facing the Baltic Sea. Although it has a long history, the port is small in size and relatively simple facilities. When the armored convoy finally stopped in the dock area, Lynn saw several black "hunting sharks" floating near the shore. Their streamlined bodies looked particularly compact, like swords with sharp blades hidden in the water. One of them was particularly slender and larger than the one next to it. The curved command tower had a modern atmosphere. There were no common submarine guns on the smooth deck. They looked neat and generous, and there was no trace of dirtyness.

Looking around, all the buildings in the port area are closed with doors and windows. There is no civilian on the empty streets, nor is there any strict guard against three steps and five steps. It is like an airport abandoned for some terrible reasons. Only the surrounding high ground can see cannon positions covered with camouflage nets. However, with such density of ground air defense firepower, the Allied fighter jets could not be driven away. After the officers got off the car, they immediately called the soldiers to arrange a tight inner guard circle around the dock. Let Wolfrum temporarily lead the soldiers to carry out the mission.

En and Tanze, who also had leg injuries, leaned against the armored vehicle. In their sight, the black panthers were parked at the edge of the dock. The burly SS soldiers were busy helping the special passengers get off the car, and the sailors on the submarine also came ashore to help. A distance of twenty or thirty meters, Lynn vaguely saw the soldiers carrying a stretcher onto the submarine, followed by two military medical officers, followed by the Goebbels and his children, as well as a lady in a light blue dress. Her figure swiftly passed and was surrounded by the soldiers and boarded the brand new submarine.

Finally, Lynn saw Laurenz Bach. In such weather, he was still wearing the black leather jacket, with the brim pressed very low, but his tall figure, handsome face and extraordinary momentum were still so conspicuous. He watched the important people board the ship one by one, turned around and swept around, silently urging the soldiers to speed up. Finally, his eyes just bumped into Linz Bach's expectant eyes. He fixed his body, raised his right hand to the brim, which looked like a straightening military cap, which could also be understood as a traditional military salute. Lynn resolutely stood up, held his head and chest up, and saluted with one arm. At this moment, all the heavy, sad, confusion and fatigue before were wiped out, and his mood was like the harbor behind Laurenz Bach. Through the narrow channel, there was an endless blue sea...

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Postscript:

The first volume of "The Empire Sky" ends here, with more than 500,000 words, exceeding the initial expectations of the sky. However, the magnificent World War II has so many wonderful things worthy of our appreciation, especially in the late stage of the war, the soldiers of the Empire fully interpreted their steel will and tenacious character in dilemma and even desperate situations, and thus a large number of combat elites, ace elites, and together with those sharp weapons, they created one classic after another. To show the beauty of this war, 500,000 words are far from enough.

When the book was finished, it happened to be the last day of the month when the book was put on the shelves, and the new book list was still filled with smoke. The sky begs all brothers to vote for the book. This is a reward and an honor. The sky will live up to expectations and depict a more exciting follow-up plot.
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