There were more than twenty German fighter jets that were launched to fight, which was the most popular in the past few days, but he was not happy at all. The greater the investment between the two sides, the more it meant that the battle had escalated to a decisive stage. If the German army could defend its position, the time limit for this civilian team to retreat would be relatively relaxed. If the Soviet army made a concerted effort to break the river defense line, the consequences would be as terrifying as a flood!

Many civilians and soldiers stood on the road with great interest to watch the battle in the air. Although the German fighter pilots had the same bravery and fearless fighting spirit as their predecessors, by 1945, except for the advanced jet fighter, other air combat troops had lost their proud technical and equipment advantages. With the dual judgment of intuition and rationality, Lynn quickly called the old man and the woman, hugged Katelli and walked quickly to the woods on the right side of the road, and turned back to the civilians and soldiers in his poor German, shouting: "Secret, be careful!"

The distance between three or four hundred meters is not far, but when the physical strength is not enough, it also takes courage and determination to walk a longer distance in advance. Although it is unclear, the "White Goatee" and the young widow still followed Lynn away from the road, but among the remaining civilians and soldiers, few responded to the ordinary SS soldiers. Only a dozen people decisively left the road and headed towards the woods, and six or seven of them were accompanying SS soldiers. When they entered the woods panting,

The more exciting and fierce air battle was coming to an end. A small group of German fighters retreated. The huge Soviet aircraft continued to fly towards Konisberg. Along the way, there were teams of fighters leaving the large army. They quickly lowered their altitude and looked for their targets. German positions, villages, houses, bridges, and any military-related roles might be included in the targets by Soviet pilots. Looking down from hundreds of meters of air, the column on the road must be very eye-catching.

The disaster that Lin Neng was worried about really came. The two carriages were equipped with red crosses, which might play some protective role at critical moments. However, the carriages had already left first. Even if the dozens of civilians and soldiers left on the road shouted and waved their arms, they could not change the attack intention of the Soviet pilots. Four olive green-painted Jacques fighters dived down in standard tactical formations. The elegant and agile posture seemed to be performing a flight performance. The rockets mounted under the wings were probably consumed in the previous air battle. The hanger was empty and looked even more exhausting!

"Run, hurry!"

Seeing the Soviet fighter jets dive and strafing, the soldiers and civilians who were already in the woods were anxiously greeting those who had been standing and watching the show before burning their butts. But how could a person's legs pass the plane faster than the plane? Most people had not yet run halfway, the "dada" roar of the aviation machine gun exploded in the sky, and the continuous bullets rushed to fly with a clear trajectory. The civilians who were not in time to escape screamed in surprise, cleverly chose the way to avoid lying down on the spot, and were stupid or panicked and still ran forward, and even panicked and flew away in a panic under the interference of enemy bullets...

Although she is not a true "compatriot", seeing these unarmed innocent civilians suffering in front of her, Lin En's heart felt like being stabbed by a needle, painful, suppressed, but could not find the outlet for release. As an unfortunate person born in the war, Little Kassili had obviously witnessed similar scenes before. She buried her head tightly in Lynn's arms, sobbing, and her body was still trembling slightly. Her mother, young woman Alice, couldn't bear to look at this human tragedy. She stood behind Lynn and pressed her forehead against Lynn's back shoulder without saying a word.

In the violent rain of bullets like a storm, the people lying on the lie still motionless, and the people who were running for sacrifice fell down one by one. It seemed that no one would escape into the woods anymore. The face of the "White Goatbeard" was full of vicissitudes, and it turned to the woods and stretched out. The soldiers around them either hugged the trees, or knelt on one knee, lowered their heads and did not raise their heads. All the civilians who escaped by luck were extremely sad.

He could save himself, Kacili's family of three, but he could not save more innocent civilians. Lynn looked up and said that the originally clean and flawless sky was marked into irregular strips by the condensation of the white plane. If heaven exists, how many sad souls can it carry?
Chapter completed!