Chapter 136: Understanding

When the gunshot stopped, Lin En counted to 7 in his heart. During the entire shooting process, he always maintained a straight standing posture with his left and right feet spreading forward and back, allowing the bullets fired from the Soviet army to whizz past his side. Not everyone can condense this domineering aura on the battlefield.

These Soviet soldiers who rushed to the second floor to prepare to take the German command were killed, and the German soldiers who followed Linn did not even get the chance to shoot!

"Let's go down!"

Lynn shouted in German, and the bright figures still standing in the infrared scope immediately responded normally. In fact, when he opened fire one after another, four or five people squatted down spontaneously, and even hugged their heads with their hands with great self-protection consciousness.

The gunfire downstairs continued. Lin En rushed through the second floor hall quickly, and on the way, he kicked a hard object such as a pistol and ignored it. Near the entrance of the stairs on the other side, he bowed and squatted down, shouting to the first floor:

"Jonas, the upstairs is under our control!"

A string of bullets shot downstairs immediately, hitting the ceiling on the second floor, making a thud. Almost at the same time, a voice roared: "Sir, Sergeant Yonas is injured in the shooting!"

"Back back! Leave the stairs!" Lynn shouted, then turned to Wolfrum who was following him and said, "Grenade!"

Without hesitation, Wolflum pulled the grenade from his belt and threw it down the stairs with the skill and agility that a veteran should have.

Dong!

The huge explosion still shook the floor panel, and the strong airflow swept up the stairs with thick smoke and dust.

Lynn picked up the assault rifle, stepped forward and stood at the entrance of the stairs, shouting "attack" in German, but his feet deliberately slowed down the stairs. It was not until the figure appeared in the scope flashed through the stairs below and rushed into the room on the other side that he went down the stairs in three steps and two steps.

"Jonas! Joonas!"

He glanced sideways at the side hall where the battle had just ended. It was in a mess. Several corpses were lying on the ground, but no one responded to Lin N's shout.

Hearing gunfire from the side room, Lynn picked up the gun, turned around and rushed in. It was originally the room at the corner of the building. The front window was built with sandbags, and two machine gunners were lying obliquely. The outer wall next to it was blown out a hole larger than the ordinary door - this may be why Lynn heard the muffled sound before.

The remaining Soviet troops had been driven out of the room. Two soldiers from the 11th Night Battle Task Force were leaning against a hole and shooting outside. One of them was carrying an infrared night vision device battery box. It seemed that Flins, who was in the same group as Jonas, was safe and sound.

Lin Neng moved to the window and looked out. Several corpses were lying on the street not far away. The dark red light spots followed the last moving shadow in his sight. It shook and finally fell down.

The gunshots were completely calmed down.

"Hey, Alfred!" Lynn called.

The man next to the cave sat down against the wall, facing Lynn, and his voice seemed a little low: "Hey, sir, it's over!"

"How is the situation?" Lynn said, flashing to the other side of the window to make sure that no Soviet troops fled in the opposite direction.

"Six people died and injured!"

Although it was expected, when Flins reported this number, Lynn's heart was still sunk. After all, these were soldiers and living soldiers who were given to him.

Using the law of survival of the battlefield of survival of the fittest as a reason to soothe his mood, Lynn stepped forward and patted Flins on the shoulder, then turned around and walked back to the side hall, and saw a soldier treating the man lying on the ground. At this time, two unarmed officers walked down the stairs, probably from the command center.

"Who are you responsible?"

Listening to the calm tone of the voice, it didn't seem like he wanted to denounce it. Lynn turned his head and replied, "I am!"

"You saved the fate of our command at a critical moment!" The voice continued to say gently, "But... you almost killed us just now!"

Although I didn't know the other party's rank, I was at least an officer. Lin En turned around and stood attentively and replied in a humble and arrogant manner: "I just fired the gun upstairs just now. If anyone is injured, I should bear it alone!"

The officer had already walked to Lynn, and the artillery fire in the distance slightly lit up a haggard face. He had his lips and beard, and his eyes were dull.

"Are you alone?"

"Yes!" Lynn immediately reported his own way, "I am Lynn Galgo of the 11th Night Battle Task Force, Sergeant Sir Ss!"

"Lynn Galgo?" The Air Force Major General turned to his companion behind him and said, "Is this the imperial combat hero who brags about heaven?"

"Oh!" the officer behind him quickly replied, "Yes, it's today's "Berlin Daily". It's like the plot of a knight novel, which is beyond imagination!"

This statement may be a wrong evaluation against others, but to Lin En's heart-wrenching sound, he replied unceremoniously: "In the future, this cowhide may be added: kill 7 Soviet soldiers with one's own strength, and save a dozen air force officers with his companions!"

The two Air Force officers were speechless.

Lynn straightened his chest, turned his head and said to the soldiers, "Guys, take the wounded and go!"

"Sir!" the soldier squatting beside his companion reported, "Sergeant Yonas is still unconscious!"

Leaving the two air force officers, Lynn quickly walked to him and squatted down. The man lying on his face was covered in blood, and the military uniform on his chest was stained with blood. It seemed that he was still alive.

"Gante! Gante!" Lynn called Jonas' name lightly, putting aside his own desires, this was a very brave combat partner.

The lying down still did not react at all, and the rest of the contingent soldiers, including Flins, Brück and others, also came to this side hall one after another.

They either stood far away or walked near, the atmosphere was heavy and sad.

Lynn stood up, silently untied the helmet on his head, and whispered: "Gantt Jonas, an upright and fearless SS soldier, our close companion, let us send our most sincere blessings!"

This is not a eulogy, but it is more sad than a eulogy.

"Sir!"

Another soldier who could not name his name was standing at the door of the side hall, "Matt and Tikus have been killed, Thor is seriously injured, and..."

Before the man could finish his words, Lin En announced loudly: "The dead were buried on the spot, and the injured were taken away regardless of the seriousness of the injuries. We will never leave a companion behind!"

This powerful sound echoed clearly in the empty and silent buildings.

In this situation, even the major general of the Air Force and his officers silently took off their military caps.

It may be easier to bury the dead on the spot, and it is more troublesome to take away the two seriously injured and two minor wounded people. Lynn said it was necessary to ask the soldiers to find stretchers or temporary stretchers with wooden sticks and cloth, but it was difficult to find a suitable item in Berlin city today. Fortunately, about a quarter of an hour later, a team of armed soldiers rushed over, and their uniforms were wearing the air force's eagle badge. Immediately afterwards, there were harsh sounds of tracks coming from the streets at the corner, and two tanks led three armored vehicles to park at the side and back of the building.

After a severe reprimand for the sluggish defense and low vigilance, the major general of the Air Force said to the officer who led the team to obey the order: "If Sergeant Galgo and his soldiers had not fought bravely, we would have become prisoners of the Soviet army now!"

Finally, he walked up to Lynn, looked down at the wounded who were waiting for treatment, and said, "In return, let's transfer them to the battlefield hospital!"

This is exactly what Lynn wants.

"We will treat those who have fallen into the battle with officers' manners!" the major general added.

"Then, sir, these brothers will be entrusted to you!" Lin En saluted, "We still have the task to do, please take care of us!"

The major general solemnly returned the military salute and took the initiative to shake hands with Lin En.

Leaving this broken building, Lin Neng looked back at the noisy and sleepless city. The light of the cannons in the distance was still flashing, and the rumbling sound was still as similar to the Spring Festival in the East. However, the war was much more terrifying than the fireworks. He could completely imagine what the outer defense position in Berlin was like. Under the repeated bombardment of the Soviet army, the German soldiers who were defending the defense line were enduring the pain of purgatory, and their desire for victory might have long disappeared. It was just because of their persistence in the profession of soldiers and their faith they were loyal to, and they had difficulty supporting it.

A small team of soldiers wearing steel helmets passed by, each holding a rifle and a submachine gun in his hands, and his expression on his face was strangely solemn.

Looking at these soldiers, Lin Neng suddenly realized that this place was still under the effective control of the German army. In this way, the Soviet soldiers were just an assault team, taking advantage of the cover of night to penetrate the German outer defense line and see that this was the command of a German army and launched a raid. If they hadn't led the team up by accident, they would have succeeded. Although they were not sure about the size, equipment and actual combat effectiveness of the 9th Paratrooper Anti-Agent Division, but this was a division-level combat force after all, and there was a general-level figure in the command center. If they became prisoners of the enemy and were taken back to the Soviet-controlled area, it would undoubtedly cause a man-made disaster for this army and the defense line they built!

If someone else had changed, he might be proud of his contributions. Thinking about whether there would be a corresponding reward on his head in the future, Lin En did not do so. He then thought in reverse: Since the Soviet army could infiltrate in and raid his own command, why could he not infiltrate out and repay the Soviets? If the enemy's regiment-level command could be destroyed, the regiment might be paralyzed in a short period of time; if the enemy's division-level or even military-level command could be found and attacked, what impact would the captured personnel have on the entire battle situation?

Thinking of this, Lin Neng was like a hungry wolf who smelled the smell of food, with an instinctive throbbing, but he quickly calmed down and thought carefully: simple military adventures are no longer of great significance. Even if he caught an important Soviet general, the history written by the winner would probably not be recorded in this way. But if he combined his actions with his plans, it would be a different matter!
Chapter completed!