Back at the air-raid shelter where his team lived in the past two days, Lynn told the battlefield female reporter with short hair and wearing military uniform: "The conditions on the front line are indeed a bit worse. Miss Futerridge, if you feel unaccustomed to it, we can find another place to talk!"

The young Eva looked Baibaijing, not like she was living a hard life, but she didn't have the temper of a young lady. After looking at the dark and damp air-raid shelter, she did not continue walking in, but sat down next to the steps. There was a little light there, and she took out the pen and notebook from her bag and said, "Let's go here! Let's start!"

"Okay!" Lynn likes such a straightforward style, allowing four subordinates to sit down in front of the female reporter.

"I already know your names. Now...Who will tell the story of the battle that attacked the Soviet army at night before?"

When Eva spoke, Lynn's eyes naturally stayed on her face. Because it was a front-line interview task, she did not wear heavy makeup, but she could still see that she had a little light makeup, and the color of the lipstick was slightly darker. In Lynn's era, ordinary women rarely used this orthodox red when they went to work and shopping, and only some photogenic stars would show their "flaming red lips".

The short hair under the military cap looks black at first glance, but she sits against the light, and the light outside is still bright at this moment, so Lynn recognizes that it is actually a brownish red that tends to be chocolate-colored, without any natural curls, and the length and thickness are comparable to that of a male soldier who has not had a haircut for a month and a half. As a woman, she still gives people a sense of cleanness and neatness.

"Godden, please tell me!" Considering that his German was not good enough, Lynn asked Wolfroom to speak.

In the 14th month of his service, the veteran was in a very good mood. He did not refuse, and he started to talk about his experience on the eve. As he listened, Lynn discovered that Wolfrum didn't talk much on weekdays and acted in a cautious style. He really had the opportunity to show his voice and vividness, and he did not forget to add some glorious images to everyone in the plot. So, a group of soldiers attacking with nervousness became warriors who were fearless of life and death. Of course, Lynn touched the Soviet whistle alone, shot the Soviet driver with both guns, drove to avoid Soviet artillery attacks, and controlled rocket artillery shooting.

Finally, Wolfrum said, "By the way, boss, have you left a souvenir?"

This was the first time that the veteran called himself "head". Lin En was stunned for a moment, and then took out the reflector of the "Katyusha" rocket launcher from his backpack.

Seeing Aiwa's curious look, Lin Neng explained: "This is our 'lucky reflector'. It is precisely through its observation that I can drive to avoid the continuous artillery bombardment of Soviet tanks, and also see the rockets landing on the Soviet positions with their own eyes, causing a shocking explosion!"

Eva nodded slightly and immediately wrote a new line of words on her notebook. From the perspective of Lynn, her writing movements were elegant and her handwriting was very straightforward, and she couldn't help but have some speculations: What kind of woman is this?

Dong!

With the sound of gunfires in the distance, the "bang" sound was particularly clear and loud, and some dust on the roof of the air-raid shelter was shaken off. Based on experience during this period, Lin Neng knew that the explosive should have fallen in the city.

"Miss Futerridge, the Soviet army is attacking our outer line of defense. To be honest, it is not very safe here. It is recommended that you go back to the rear as soon as possible!"

But Eva didn't appreciate Lynn's kindness: "Of course I know that the front line is very dangerous. When should I leave and stay, I have my own sense of responsibility!"

Lin En was a little bored and silently took the reflector back into her backpack. But in a short while, several "bang" sounds came one after another, and some dust shaking off the roof. She suddenly felt a little bad.

However, the senior female field reporter disagreed and was still asking Wolfrum and Graf for details. She even made fun of two "big boys" and made the uninformed privates blush.

Dongdongdongdongdong...

The continuous explosions became closer and closer, and Lynn finally couldn't sit still and stood up and said, "I'll go out and take a look, and I'll be back soon!"

Seeing Lin En's abnormal tension, the four soldiers also noticed it, but seeing that the female field reporter was still unmoved, she had to sit patiently.

After exiting the air-raid shelter along the straight passage, Lin En looked up, but did not see the traces of the Soviet plane - the air-raid alarm in the city had not sounded, and he felt more and more bad. He walked quickly to the nearby street intersection and saw many soldiers looking around curiously, and the rising gray and black smoke columns could be seen in the north of the city.

"The Soviets broke through the defense!"

A panicked shout came from the top of an uncollapsed building. People subconsciously looked up. The soldier on the roof was holding a telescope in his hand, and waved his hand vigorously while repeating the words just now.

Finally come!

I have imagined this scene many times, and what Lin En most reluctantly saw was that the Soviet army entered the city during the day. On the one hand, the advantages of infrared night vision instruments were not available. On the other hand, the Soviet Air Force could calmly exert the advantages of air supremacy on the battlefield. One was rising and the other was declining, and the combat situation was in danger.

When he ran back to the air-raid shelter, in addition to his four soldiers and the female field reporter Aiva, there were more than a dozen officers and soldiers from other night combat teams. Lin Neng shouted loudly: "The Soviet army has broken through the outer defense line, everyone should fight correctly! Miss Futerridge, we must protect you from leaving here now!"

After all, the female field reporter knew the depth. When she heard the news, she put away the notebook and pen without saying a word. Lynn asked his soldiers to bring all their equipment and personally carried the infrared night vision suit.

"Okay, Comrade Aiva, from now on, please accept my command unconditionally until we escort you away safely!"

When Lynn said this, the big eyes that were originally sharp and divine, showed surprise and loss.

"Okay!" Although this answer is a little bit lacking in confidence, it is already quite good that the female fans remained so calm when the situation suddenly changed.

In less than five minutes, when Lynn walked out of the air-raid shelter again, the outside had changed from the tension before the storm to the chaos of the storm. The enemy's shells were blatantly screaming and falling. Each explosion brought a strong sound impact and a clear sense of ground quake. Large clouds of gunpowder and dust began to spread on the streets. What's more, the sound of the air-raid alarm sounded inappropriately.

"It's so damn!"

Lynn cursed angrily, if Captain Carlegel hadn't been so annoying, he would have been interviewed in the basement of the command center. When encountering this situation, let the guys in the command center deal with it. No matter whether they send cars, armored vehicles or how to settle, they have nothing to do with him, at least they don't have to travel through the streets in a fire!

Complaints and annoyance could not solve the problem in front of him, so Lin En calmly considered the route to the battle group command. Three blocks, three streets, and a straight line distance of less than 1,200 meters, was only ten minutes walking when he came. If he ran quickly, he could handle it in five minutes.

Thinking that the Soviet fighter planes might appear over the city at any time, Lin En decided to avoid the road and walk the alley. However, he had only walked less than fifty meters in front of him, but he heard an extremely rapid "swoosh" cry. Before the "hidden" was shouted, the shells unexpectedly landed at the intersection of the street in front.

At the extreme speed of nerve reaction, Lin Neng turned to the right, pulled down Eva, who was following his butt with a side-drop action and pressed it down. Before the movement was completed, it seemed that a huge explosion that devoured everything was covered with an extremely violent impact. Although he had been born and died many times on the battlefield, in such an unblocked situation, Lin Neng's heart was completely suspended in the air. Subconsciously, he knew that he might be hit by shrapnel at any time, and he just wanted God to give himself a pleasure, and not to endure the torture of extreme pain like those seriously injured people, and eventually die in pain.

After a moment of blank consciousness, Lin En quickly called cells from all over his body to check whether he was there. Fortunately, except for the left elbow that protected the mp44 and infrared searchlight, the left hip that supported a considerable part of the weight of his body hit the ground and made it painful and numb, and there was no strange pain in the other parts of his body.

Lin Neng raised his head and found that the smoke and dust generated by the explosion were very strong, but the speed of dissipation was faster than expected. At this moment, you could vaguely see the craters at the intersection and the outline of the building across the street. After looking back with difficulty, his subordinates were all lying on their backs.

His ears were still a little confused, but he was not completely deaf, and Lynn shouted loudly, "How are you?"

The one who spoke first was the one under him: "It hurts!"

Lynn knelt on the side, the battlefield female reporter's military cap fell off, the chocolate-colored hair was covered with gray dust, and his big eyes were staring at Lynn with a complicated expression.

"Sorry!" Lynn tried to pull her up, but found that she was holding her right hand tightly, and her face looked very ugly.

"Injured?"

Eva did not answer, Lynn took the opportunity to look back, and the four soldiers under her had already climbed up safely. Wolfrum moved forward, came to Lynn's side, and asked, "Are you injured?"

At this time, Eva finally squeezed out from the crack of her lips: "I may have a fracture!"
Chapter completed!