while the victory

On the battlefield filled with gunfire, explosions and shouts, Lin En stood quietly beside a big tree, with his feet spread apart, his waist straightened, his head tilted to his right shoulder, and he held the Mauser 98k assembled with a yellowish brown guardrail with the lower edge of the sight level in a flat shoulder. When the chest began to feel stuffy, he had no distractions in his mind, and his full attention was focused on this "out-of-the-range" manual rifle, and his right index finger almost instinctively pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The crisp gunshot sound from the barrel of the gun made the right eardrum sound slightly, and the strength of the back seat of the butt stock was like a playful and pounding action in the lover. The muzzle naturally rose slightly, but it did not hinder the shooter from observing his results.

All of this gradually began to make Lynn fall into "can't stop".

A hundred meters away, the submachine gun in the Soviet tank soldier's hand stopped roaring. Lin En couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, and only saw him vaguely leaning back, covering his chest with one hand and sliding into the turret. It is unknown whether he died or lived.

Before she could taste the sense of accomplishment brought by hunting special targets, Lin En quickly flashed back to the tree. Almost in the flash, a shuttle of bullets flew over, and a few were rubbed on the trunk, and the bark splashed.

This time, the other party finally discovered himself. Lin En deliberately muttered indifferently. He pulled the bolt and sent the next bullet into the barrel of the gun, preparing to wait for the enemy's firepower to find the next prey. In the past two minutes, the interval between the explosions on the road has been significantly sparse, and the sound of the coherent shooting of submachine guns has become the main theme of the battlefield, but people cannot judge which side has the advantage and which side is at a disadvantage based on the sound alone.

"Rookwatts!Rookwatts!" (German: retreat! retreat)

This familiar voice immediately attracted Lin Neng's attention. He turned slightly so that he could look back. He saw Lieutenant Husband standing not far away, close to a fir tree because he avoided the Soviet machine gun bullets, "confronting" the dense gunfire with his throat. Although he had tried his best, the voice still sounded a little hoarse and deep, and his "penetration" on the battlefield was not ideal.

Although I still feel awkward and awkward, Lynn still makes every effort to help him pass the order to retreat.

When receiving close combat from the enemy, the German infantry who heard the combat commands, whether non-commissioned officers or ordinary soldiers, would greet their companions around them. The instructions were conveyed quickly and were implemented thoroughly. The first batch of soldiers quickly evacuated the highway and returned to the woods. The German machine gun team moved forward at this time did not hesitate to suppress their opponents with continuous shooting and cover their comrades.

In the past, Lin Neng would never be reluctant to escape first, but it seemed that he was influenced by the "butcher". This time he bravely stayed and continued to shoot. He fired all the bullets in the rifle bullet basin and squatted and loaded with another five shots. Although the shooting in this state was even more hasty, Lin Neng still felt that every shot he shot could kill a target, and a calm but sacred pride quietly appeared in his heart.

"Rook Watts...lynn!Rook Watts!"

As soon as he pulled the bolt on the gun, Lin En heard the "butcher" calling him. Just as he turned his head, a shell fell near him, and his ears were suddenly "buzzing" again. The snow and mud shattered from the explosion attacked, and it hurt to hit his body. Fortunately, the shrapnel with incalculable lethality did not find this lucky unlucky guy. Lin En subconsciously bent down and lowered his head. When he saw the "butcher" several meters away, he rushed over without hesitation!

After running in at a rapid march for more than an hour, the German officers and soldiers who served as guards finally walked out of the woods. The road still extended northward. A town suddenly appeared in the sight ahead. Unlike the villages that Linn and others had previously defended, the town was several times larger in size. Hundreds of houses of different styles were distributed on both sides of a river that was east-west. From a distance, a huge cross stood on the spire of the church, and the oval square was located between many houses. The crisscrossing streets did not look spacious. There was also a stone bridge that looked quite ancient on the river.

Bathed in the warm sun again, the atmosphere of the scattered troops also became lighter. Lynn heard a soldier in front saying: "Horgen! Das East-Horgen Stat!"

It seems that the town in front is called "Horgen". What a German-style place name. When the war is over, many villages and towns that originally belonged to Germany will delineate the territory of this country. Either they will be replaced with new Russian or Polish names, or they will be ruthlessly abandoned by the new rulers and become a ruined place that has gradually been gradually abandoned by the past.

"Al! Al!"
Chapter completed!