Turning around

On such a sunny morning, Lynn was in a good mood after running for breakfast, returned to the dormitory and changed into a clean and tidy military uniform, but saw Digrio hurriedly walking into the room, closing the door with his backhand, and throwing a large bag of things on the bed.

When Lin En heard the sound of heavy objects bumping, he guessed the content and quickly opened the cloth bag and took a look. What else can the huge gun holster besides loading a shell gun?

Open the holster and took out two black Mauser military pistols. The simple lines, smooth surface, wide gun magazine, and the brand new appearance are completely different from the old one he used to be. What made Lynn most happy is the two long magazines that were placed separately. At first glance, they look like mp40 straight magazines, but their size and length are reduced by one. When I tried it, the crisp sound was like the sound of nature, and the matching of each part was seamless!

"m1932?" Lynn was talking about the original German "Twenty Sings" number (the design is modeled after the Spanish model produced in 1927).

"Hmm!" Diglio responded lukewarmly, and saw him quickly hollow out his clothes and throw sixty or seventy shiny round-headed short bullets on Lynn's bed.

"Ah... Although God has caused me to be involved in this cruel war, he has given me a good brother who values ​​affection and friendship. Thank God! If you have anything to do in the future, you will do your best if you have a word from a brother!" Lin En said good things, but his attention has been completely focused on these two brand new shell guns. After the previous stage of training, his weaknesses of poor close combat ability have been improved to a certain extent. If these two small killing weapons are added, hehe, Russians, let the horse come over! I want to make you mess up!

Digrio let go of his collar and saw that his "membership" and younger brother were so happy, so he swallowed the complaints he had put on his lips - who told us that our fellow villagers were crying when they met them?

"Take your old gun and give it back to me!"

German level was still improving during the while, but Lynn was stunned for a moment before reacting and quickly took out an old gun from under the pillow.

The bullet cabin can only accommodate six rounds of early models, which is antique in the Mauser military pistol series. Looking at the edges and corners of this piece that has been polished, and looking at the two pieces that Lin En couldn't let go, Diglio shook his head helplessly.

With new equipment, Lin En ran to the mobile shooting range whenever he had time. Although this mullet gun was heavier than an ordinary pistol, fortunately he inherited a strong body and the strength of his arms was relatively balanced. After repeated practice, the accuracy of the double-gun shooting increased rapidly, which made his colleagues who practiced guns together dumbfounded, and the reputation of "double-gun shooter" spread wildly.

That day, I just returned from the shooting range and was thinking about how to get Digrio to get some pistols and bullets for him. When I walked into the command center, I suddenly discovered that the atmosphere inside was particularly dull. Lieutenant Colonel Bach stood alone in the center of the rotunda, looking up at the huge eagle emblem on the white wall. Although the leather jacket was shiny and spotless, the back gave people a sense of extreme helpless loneliness.

"What happened?" Lynn whispered to the officer on duty.

The officer whispered: "Lieutenant Colonel's father, General Lind Bach, was killed on the front line of East Prussia!"

"Ah?" Lynn was stunned. How could it be the front line of East Prussia? Wasn't Laurenz Bach the first time he met in Koenigsburg, East Prussia? Ah! No wonder the commander-in-chief of his assault team would run to a place surrounded by the Soviet army, and it turned out to be a visit to his father!

With Laurenz Bach's authority, it would be easy to help his father return to the country. If that were the case, he would not have died in the fierce battle on the Eastern Front!

This idea is completely reasonable, but Lynn also knew that it would be more difficult to accept that a German general who regarded honor as life left his soldiers and fled the front line alone than to let him die. Laurenz Bach showed an extremely excellent military character at a young age, and probably because he was influenced by the family atmosphere since he was a child. In this way, General Bach's command ability may not be first-class, but at least he should be an upright and brave traditional soldier.

Bach stood there like a cement sculpture. The people around him dared not speak loudly, and even walked lightly, but war would not give way to anyone's sorrow. The indicator lights on the telegraph machine flashed without stopping, and the correspondents who were on duty kept translating codes from all parties. Under normal circumstances, the staff officers would deal with the priority of the telegraph - at this time, urgent telephones were hot potatoes, and no one would want to hold them in their hands!

The unlucky guy soon appeared because he had a special purpose. Lynn always tried his best to help these colleagues. After seeing the gaze of help in those eyes, he hesitated for a moment and nodded to signal that the other party would do it himself.

Intentionally walking to Bach with footsteps that can be easily heard but not suddenly loudly, Lynn said lightly: "Sir, in the current situation, the death of the battle may be the best destination for every German soldier! One day, I also hope that I can fall down in the place where the imperial flag is still flying without regrets!"

These two sentences are full of grammatical and mispronunciation, but Bach did not respond as Lynn expected, but said in a low tone: "What's the matter?"

Lin En replied in a humble and arrogant manner: "The General Command sent an urgent telegram!"

Perhaps the stronger the person, the less he wants others to see his fragile side. Bach did not turn around, or even turned his head, but just stretched out his left hand flat.

Lynn quickly put the telegram in his hand and took a step back slowly. If Bach could always read the telegram at a very fast speed, this time he looked down for two minutes.

"Luca!"

Hearing Bach's call, a young lieutenant standing on the side of the transmitter trotted and stood at attention: "Sir!"

After ten seconds of silence, Bach said in his inherent calm tone: "Give combat orders to the Third Assault Team and cooperate with the 11th Armored Army! At the same time, let the armored company draw a platoon of troops to send to Stagard to cooperate with the Third Assault Team!"

At this time, Lynn completely focused on Bach, not expecting that the Nordic division where he was before was currently affiliated with the 11th Armored Army.

Immediately afterwards, Bach said: "The combat plan is formulated by you and sent to Grefino in person, and bring a message to Captain Braz: This attack was planned by General Guderian himself, which is very important. We must try our best to cooperate with friendly forces in combat, but we should maintain our independence and avoid falling into an irreversible situation!"

"Yes, sir!" The young lieutenant immediately turned around and drafted a combat plan - such an urgent and important task, the staff officers followed him out of the hall and headed for the office next to him.

Lynn did not leave, but stood behind Bach. He felt a vague feeling that this would be an opportunity he had dreamed of.

"Sir, Sergeant Eric is in the Third Commando!"

Bach responded quietly, "Yes."

"In order to fulfill the agreement to fight side by side with Sergeant Eric and to fulfill the promise of glorious death under the war, sir, I plead for you to allow me to report to the Third Assault Team immediately!" Lin En's speech was not loud, but his tone was very firm, and the hall was very quiet at this moment, and the communications officers and staff officers who stayed around could clearly hear it.

Bach said "Oh", but he didn't know if he had left his god.

Instead of "studying the wrongs", Lynn replied loudly, but lowered his voice: "Thank you, sir! I'm going to prepare now, and I can go with Lieutenant Luca Frederick!"

Because he was worried that Bach might take back his life, Linn deliberately took it down before turning around and leaving, but Bach just turned his head and didn't say much.

"Sir, please take care of yourself!"

With this sincere reminder, Lin En walked out of the command hall with great strides.
Chapter completed!