Chapter 57 End point

He lowered his head, bowed his head, looked around on his tiptoe, and looked around vigilantly. This posture felt like a thief who entered the big house to steal, not only one, but a group. He discarded equipment such as the German-made large-eared steel helmets that were easy for the enemy to identify the identity. They wore field hats with brimmed veils, boat-shaped beanie hats or simply bare their heads. Except for five carrying large boxes, the remaining soldiers only kept a spear each, and the seriously injured and leg injured were also moving forward as quickly as possible with the support of his companions. This team of German soldiers did not choose to stay away from the wilderness of the battlefield, but advanced rapidly towards the river bank along the wreckage of chariots that looked like to piles of graves.

As the direct planner of this CrossFire operation, Lynn held a mp44 assault rifle that had regained a box of bullets. He squinted his eyes and looked around every few steps. This was the first time he looked back. The confident and nervous rookie on the battlefield did not know that what impressed his companions was not the self-resolute voice and expression, but because the soldiers selected for the "Vampire" commando were all fanatical supporters of the head of the head. Even if they had doubts about this war, they would not show any disrespect to the head of state in any public place.

This open area is obviously within the range of German artillery fire on the other side. The Soviet army, which failed to attack, did not leave the main force. As for the few guards, they would not have expected the German soldiers to pass through their positions from behind. As long as face-to-face contact occurs, Lin Neng judged that the chance of the group passing through the battlefield was still very high. As he wished, the open area of ​​more than 100 meters was soon to the end, and the gurgling sound of the river flowing could be clearly heard in his ears, and he could not suppress a burst of excitement in his heart. But at this moment, a low and vigilant voice came from the side, speaking in Russian. Lin Neng said it was not good. If he could not control the situation quickly, the river thirty or forty meters in front would become an insurmountable barrier for them.

At the critical moment, a "dark night warrior" who was spontaneously walking in front of the team waved his hand to signal everyone to continue moving forward, and responded to the other party in a calm tone. In Europe, for family elements, career needs and other reasons, there have always been many people who can speak multilingual languages, and language circulation is particularly common among countries with similar geographical locations and large populations. Although Lin Neng didn't know what his companions said to the Soviet soldiers hidden on the edge of the river bank, the other party did not ask questions or faced guns and cannons, which was enough.

It quickly slipped down the river bank and saw scattered tank wreckages on the river beach and the river surface. They seemed to be steel warriors who had exhausted their energy, allowing the cold river water to wash their bodies, but could only wait for their master's rescue and summoning. The helmets half buried in the mud gave people a different atmosphere of terror, as if zombies buried below could get up and attack at any time, complete or fragmented guns were everywhere, and there were even some tear-stricken limbs and broken arms, but there were no remains of the dead. Those who were not washed away by the river were probably also tried to get them back behind by the Soviet soldiers after dark.

The river water is still so cold and bone-black. This time, Lin En didn't find it unbearable, but she felt a little happiness of traveling far away. On this last section of the road, what was really hard to bear was to support two soldiers who were seriously injured. Whether they were shot on the back or injured in the head, the two injuries were basically in an unconscious coma. Abandoned the stretcher that was easy to attract attention, the soldiers could only hold one of them and use ropes and belts to assist in fixing them. In other words, the fate of these three people and groups was tightly tied together, and a bullet might give the three of them no chance to escape. Fortunately, the bottom of the river formed by sand and stone was not too soft. Although they landed behind with difficulty, they were still tenaciously moving towards the other side of the river.

The early morning of winter is particularly cold, and there is a thin mist floating on the river surface. If it weren't for this, the brighter and brighter light would have exposed these German commandos under the noses of Soviet gunmen. However, the sound of water caused by the water flowing is also particularly harsh on this quiet morning. Suddenly, a shuttle bullet came towards us and shot on the river surface aroused a series of small water columns. Lin En and each commando were extremely frightened. They subconsciously hid behind the destroyed tank wreckage. At this time, if German reminds the other side of the shore that although accidental injuries can be avoided, the same deadly bullets will come from behind. Considering the fire density and angle, the threat they posed would be far greater than those from the German positions on the north coast!

According to the agreement before departure, the German soldiers wading across the river gritted their teeth and said nothing, waiting for the gunfire to be weaker, and then continued to move forward again. The bullet shell was not distinguished from each other. Lin Neng soon saw a companion being shot, but except for a muffled groan, he did not make a cry that made Lin Neng worry. But in this way, Lin Neng's chest hurt like a torn apart as if someone was hit hard, and his whole body fell into an extreme critical state. If he died, he would feel better, but he saw another companion who was close to him being shot and fell down. The man grabbed the gun and poured it into the water without even any struggle...

The "Night Warrior" carrying a big box had no special immunity, and the bullets shot intently hit two in a row. The one who was injured in his arm could barely hold on, and the one who was shot in his chest was almost killed directly. Lynn struggled to speed up his stride, but another "Night Warrior" took the lead to support his companion. He lifted his right hand weakly and waved his hand, struggling to hand over the rifle equipped with an infrared sight and the large box equipped with a battery to the rescuer. This was like a relief. In a moment, he turned over and floated down the river face down.

The ruthless gunshots on the other side were still ringing unyieldingly. Lin En swung his legs indifferently. The river water gradually became shallower, but his heart was like a knife cutting.

After finally climbing up the river bank and looking around, the five sets of infrared night vision equipment were still there, and only seventeen of the fifty soldiers who attacked were left. As they climbed up the slope, a burly "dark night warrior" shouted almost crying: "We are our own people!"

Lynn hates others to speak in crying the most, but in such an environment, the crying voice of men who are close to collapse due to despair is more contagious. Lynn, who has always claimed to be strong, also felt the continuous tears sliding across his cold face.

We are our own people!

The gunshot finally stopped, and Lin Neng also rolled into the fox pit at the forefront of the position under the pull of his companions. He looked straight at the sky with wide eyes, covered in gray.

Is this a sign of the future?

"Retreat, retreat!"

When all the surviving commandos came back, they squatted in the fox pit and carried the current whistle and shouted at Lin En with a big earring. But Lin En was extremely tired physically and mentally, and at this moment they just wanted to lie motionlessly. They fell asleep and never woke up again!

However, the German soldier did not want Lynn to continue staying in his territory. Seeing that his speech was ineffective, he stretched out his wide palm and patted Lynn's right cheek, asking him with concern if he was still good.

Lin En's eyes staring straight into the sky finally turned to the face of the army soldier with wide eyebrows and a little honest look. The empty eyes made the other party feel a little scared.

"Okay? Yes, I'm fine! Just as good as the weather!"

Lin En recited the "daily terms" as if he was memorizing. He struggled to get up, but was suddenly caught by the soldier and several bullets flew over from above.

"You're crazy!" the soldier muttered, "Climb, climb over!"

"I'm fine, as good as the weather!"

Lin En repeated this sentence in a daze, crawled back according to the soldiers' gestures, raised his head inadvertently, and saw a two-and-a-half-story building in the mist.

Unexpectedly returning to his original position, he felt inexplicably ironic.

The night just passed was not a nightmare. After experiencing a brief orgasm, I fell into a deeper abyss.

I don’t know how he got behind the position, but Lin Neng sat in the trench without any reason until the lunch box filled with hot soup and half a piece of bread was delivered to her. Looking at the hand tied with a white bandage, Lin Neng raised her head in shock. The fierce face of the "butcher" reminded him of the statue of Jesus in the church instantly.

Tears slid from the corners of their eyes and flowed warmly across their face.

"Why?"

Looking up at the butcher, Lynn didn't reach out to pick up the soup and bread.
Chapter completed!