Chapter 108: The hero’s courtesy?

Although the situation was complicated and even a little chaotic at that time, Lynn still clearly remembered that Flins, who was not tall, carried him down the mountain all the way, while Lübeck took the initiative to stay behind the Slope Top Hall with several other soldiers. Fortunately, they successfully repelled the subsequent attack of the limited number of Soviet troops and finally followed up with the large army. After the fierce battle in Capoca Village, more than half of the fifty soldiers were lost when they set off, only 9 "Dark Night Warriors" and 16 ordinary soldiers were left. One set of infrared night vision equipment was also lost, but it did not fall into the hands of the Soviet army intact. Instead, a commando used grenades to destroy it when it could not be retrieved.

As the commander, Eric was dismissed as the commander of the assault squad. Considering that he was gloriously injured in the battle and needed at least half a month to cultivate, such dismissal was considered a relief. The first team deputy Enrique took over Eric's command, but he died 7 times and four injuries. Even himself, the assault squad had only 4 combatants left. The reserve team then sent 7 new recruits, but the overall combat effectiveness was naturally not comparable to that of the veterans.

Due to insufficient bleeding stop, when the area of ​​control was withdrawn, the entire sleeve of Lin En's right arm was stained with blood, and almost lost one of his arms. The needles, stop bleeding, and prevent inflammation. After simple treatment, the combat hero was thrown into a field hospital without a beautiful young nurse. He was transferred to the military hospital in Port Stocking two days later. Although he achieved some results at the beginning, in the face of the Soviet army's strong counterattack, the German army's ambitious "Solstice Plan" ended in failure. The 11th Armored Army Group was seriously injured.

The French resisted the fierce offensive of the Soviet follow-up troops and had to cover a large number of refugees to retreat westward slowly, and the Port of Stocking soon turned from the rear to the front line. So, Lynn had to transfer from one field hospital to another, and even risked the deterioration of his wounds to sleep in the wild. However, after such a series of tossing, Lynn's fate as a Danish volunteer soldier finally ushered in a turning point. In fact, since Eric endured the pain and wrote the battle report and submitted it, an extraordinary journey was already destined.

A week later, Berlin, Germany.

In the spring of 1945, Berlin was no longer the "thousand-year capital" described by the Germanic leaders. Under the protracted and fierce bombing of the Allies, its main urban area was beyond recognition. Many famous buildings were turned into ruins, with broken walls and broken bricks and tiles everywhere burning fire. The civilians walking on the streets and alleys were like beggars, and where was there any fashionable and fashionable style of a metropolitan person?

The German soldiers sitting in this military vehicle with Lynn all looked at the scene along the street with a dim expression. The previous longing, excitement and heroism were gone at this moment.

What is the point of fighting for this war, fighting bloody battles and getting more medals?

When he got off the bus, Lynn stopped and looked at the sky above the city. The weather just reflected the situation of this military empire. However, why could the flying saucers he had seen with his own eyes be used to defend the Berlin sky, but to let Allied planes rag on?

This question has been bothering Lynn for a long time, and the answer is clearly somewhere, but he has no way to find it.

The parking location was one street away from the Imperial Prime Minister's Office. Lynn could only take a look at the dome from a distance, and then walked through a flash of steel gate under the gaze of several serious-looking officers and entered the deep underground passage.

Before coming, Zeng Linen heard from his companion on the bed next to the hospital that Berlin's magnificent buildings are now underground. After walking twenty or thirty meters along the cold and dark passage, the space in front of him suddenly became clear. Although it had been raining for four days in the past week, the underground space here was not as wet as imagined. The officers' leather boots made a clattering sound when they stepped on the dry concrete floor, and echoed in the corridor for a long time.

"Gentlemen, first of all, I would like to pay my personal respect for your heroic performance on the battlefield!"

Let a group of eight people, including Lynn, stand in front of the arch of another passage. The broad-shaped and arrogant major of the National Defense Forces said this official statement. Immediately afterwards, he reminded all soldiers that it is supreme honor to accept the inspection of the head of state and to personally award medals. Out of tradition, everyone must hand over all weapons before entering here - from guns to daggers and files. Once found out, even meritorious soldiers may be treated as traitors.

Before he came, he had been told to avoid carrying weapons and knives. At this moment, Lynn could no longer find any metal objects on his body except for belt buckles and buttons. He also disliked the arrogant tone of this "pig-headed major". You should know that although these soldiers were much lower in military ranks than him, they probably would not contribute less to this war than him. The will and courage shown at the critical moment of life and death are not possessed by people like him who hide in underground fortifications all day long.

"Linn Galgo...Danish Volunteer...Warried SS Alternate Sergeant..."

When looking through Lynn's ID, "Major Pig Head" read it out intentionally, and then glanced at him with a strange look.

Although he was not a real German, and he could not even get along with him, after a series of birth and death, he received the reception and award of the head of the empire by the head of state. For Adolf Hitler, Lynn would rather look at him with an objective and dialectical perspective than a fanatical worship. Moreover, he is such a leader who left a strong pen in history, and he has not had much time to meet him. It would be worth the trip!

Just when Lynn chose to swallow his anger and was about to enter the corridor, he heard "Major Pig Head" say behind his back: "Oh, I remember, Lynn Galgo! You are the commando soldier who resisted a series of Soviet troops with one force! Not bad, it's really good! Bach's elites are so many! If everyone was like you, Galgo, we would have counterattacked and captured Moscow long ago!"

It could be heard that there was a deep irony in this sentence. Lynn stopped, turned around suddenly, staring at the "pig head".

Perhaps he didn't expect that a mere alternate soldier would dare to stare at him. "Major Pig Head" not only wasn't frightened, but instead looked at Lin Neng with contempt and disdainful eyes.

I wanted to fight back with words, but I thought that it would be me who would suffer the consequences of such a person. Lin Neng suppressed his anger, squinted his eyes and imprinted the guy's appearance in his mind, then turned around and prepared to continue walking in.

"Wait!" "Major Pig Head" was obviously unwilling to let Lynn go like this. He gave a look at the soldiers standing in the passage.

It was a National Defense Army soldier who looked similar to Lynn and was about the same age. After receiving this command, he was stunned for a moment, reluctantly walked to Lynn's side, whispered "sorry", and then checked him from top to bottom with a brisk move.

It is said that the SS and the National Defense Forces have no affiliation, but Lynn cooperated silently, but heard the "Major Pighead" say unyieldingly: "Why don't you lift your right hand? Hank, check it carefully!"

In just over a week, the bullet wounds on the arm initially healed. In order to make the military appearance look more neat and energetic, Lin Neng put on his shirt and uniform in the morning. He turned around angrily and stared at the guy with a colder gaze than the Siberian winter: "There is a commemoration left by the Russians here, a bullet hole that tore the skin and penetrates the shoulders. If necessary, you can open the thread of the wound to see if there are bombs or knives hidden inside!"

Speaking to a senior officer in such a tone, Lynn's performance can be regarded as "disrespectful", but he expected that this "pig-headed major" was just a fake tiger's power. If he really wanted to detain the meritorious general who was about to meet the head of state, he had to explain the reason to the SS Security Department and accept the inquiry!

At this time, several other soldiers standing there waiting for identity verification were also indignant about the behavior of "Major Pig Head". When they came, the SS Lieutenant sitting next to Lynn in the car and said with a grudge: "What does this mean? Do we have to take off all our clothes and be inspected before we can meet the head of state?"

The major didn't want to make things worse. He turned to look at the SS, snorted coldly, and found a step for himself: "Forget it, let this guy go! Really..."

Although the second half of the sentence is not spoken, the content of dirty words can be judged from the shape of the mouth.

Although the oncoming wind was slightly warm, Lin En was very cold. He couldn't figure out why he was a model of his merits and should have become a role model for the empire's doomsday to inspire morale. Why was he troubled by a major in the National Defense Forces here? Just because he was a Danish volunteer soldier? Just because he was an insignificant alternate soldier?

Be arrogant and proud, I, Lynn, will always make you cry one day!
Chapter completed!