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First the sulphur, then the tobacco, and the lighting of matches and cigarettes gave Lynn two very light smells. They are much softer than the choking smoke produced by the explosion of a cannonball.

Seeing that Lynn didn't take out the cigarette, the sniper lit a cigarette and extinguished the unfinished matches, took two puffs, and asked, "Where are you from?" ”

Lynn, who had learned four or five sentences of the most basic conversation, replied, "Denmark! ”

Denmark and China, two completely different countries in the East and the West, are vastly different in size, history, race, culture, etc., but they are dressed in a "white skin", and Lynn has to temporarily treat herself as a Danish Germanic volunteer.

"I'm from Bavaria, Oliver. Greenster! The sniper said to introduce himself.

Lynn nodded: "Fortunately! My name is Lynn. Gargo!"

If the conversation had ended at this point, Lynn's performance would have been impeccable, but the Sniper then went on to say a long list of words that were beyond what Lynn had now. Poor Lynn could only lie motionless, pretending to be looking very seriously, and there was indeed some unusual movement in the woods in front of him: some distance from the edge of the woods, the spires of the pines dangled and "disappeared".

The sniper raised his gun slightly and looked at it with a sniper scope, and said hatefully: "It's the Russians!" ”

The need to overwhelm a part of the trees when passing through the woods meant that there were a certain number of tanks and armored vehicles among the Soviet units that were about to go on the offensive. In fact, based on his own knowledge of history, Lynn has long abandoned those unrealistic illusions. By the end of the war, the Soviet army's steel torrent was unstoppable!

While Lynn was wondering whether she needed to alert her companions, the soldiers who were on alert with binoculars on the spire roof on the second floor shouted down. Lynn only heard "Russians" and "ready to fight" from their words, thinking that not only could he not help on the roof, but he might also expose the sniper covered in camouflage, and he always felt that the roof was not safe, so he decided to go back the way he came. But as soon as his left leg got off the roof and stepped on the wall, he saw a strange light dancing at the far end of the woods, and a cloud of gray-white smoke appeared there, and a strange whistle came to his ears......

Soviet shelling began, and Lynn was greatly stunned. It was the first time he had seen an enemy cannon fire other than a tank gun, and what was even more exaggerated was that he saw with the naked eye a cannonball flying down through the woods to a close distance. They were much faster than bullets in the night battle, flying a distance of several kilometers in the blink of an eye, and as the first shell landed on the surface of the river and stirred up a dozen or twenty meters of water, a violent and dense explosion began to shake the ground, and the tremor of the roof and walls could be felt in Lynn's position. He didn't have time to say goodbye to his new friends, so he crawled back to the terrace, picked up his rifle and ran down the stairs. From the second floor to the first floor, along the way, you can see that the German soldiers no longer carry things but stay in combat positions.

Rumble!

As soon as Lynn came out of the small door of the villa, a cannonball landed on the position not far away, which not only shook his ears, but also caused a wave of air from the explosion to fly in the snow and mud. Lynn subconsciously lowered her head and bent over, but she was still unsteady under the strong impact. When the wave of air had subsided, Lynn continued to run in the trenches where her companions were - one of the most fatal mistakes recruits could make, knowing that continuous shelling would create a flaky killing area, and those who were exposed could even be killed by shrapnel from shells that fell dozens of meters away. Although someone on the battlefield noticed the daredevil, and shouted loudly to remind him to fall, Lynn still ran forward, and it seemed to him that the distance of fifty meters was in the blink of an eye, but this "blink of an eye" took much longer than he thought!

Rumble...... Rumble...... Rumble......

After the initial adjustment, the Soviet artillery fire gradually began to extend to the north bank, more and more shells fell on the German positions, and a blazing storm of flames was formed in a short time, under the dual action of the blast wave and shrapnel, the remaining glass on the south-facing side of the villa was broken and fell, in this case, Lynn was still exposed to the position, the loud sound of the shells stunned his head, the thick smoke of gunpowder confused his eyes, and the violent waves hit him left and right, just when some veterans mourned for him in advance, This guy slipped and rolled into a foxhole!

It was only a few seconds after falling into the foxhole, and Lynn suddenly felt dizziness in her head, nausea in her abdomen, and weakness in her limbs. As his mind cleared, he suddenly realized that his actions just now were simply suicidal, so much so that he himself felt incomprehensible.

The enemy's ferocious artillery fire continued to ravage the position, lying in the foxhole shaped like a graveyard, Lynn looked up at the sky in a daze, the sunset had just sunk to the horizon, the blue sky was dyed with a layer of vivid blood red, and the mud scattered everywhere kept flying in front of him like birds, and the gusts of gunpowder smoke that drifted past were like clouds but never had the grace of clouds.

It didn't take long for the explosion outside to subside, and although there was a temporary decrease in hearing due to the sound shocks, the change could be detected by the tremor on the ground. After coughing several times without warning, Lynn's consciousness was finally fully clear. I felt a little better, but fortunately my body was not injured; I touched it left and right, and the rifle was still there. Barely turning around in the foxhole that just held one person, suddenly felt a strange soreness in his limbs, and carefully poked his head wearing a steel helmet above the ground, the Soviet artillery fire had not completely subsided, and the T-34 and the infantry in white cloaks had already appeared on the other side of the river.

Without any buffering and rhythm changes, the battle is played out directly!

With the advantage of power, the T-34s ran fast in the open area, as if they were ready to fly directly over the river. The Soviet infantry, which followed the tanks into the attack, also ran desperately one by one, but no matter how their legs swung, they could not move faster than the steel wheel tracks, and they watched their tanks speed past them, and they were soon pulled away by a distance of hundreds of meters.

Inadvertently turning his head to the right, Lynn found that "Holgen" had also been shelled by the Soviet army, and the naturally beautiful town was full of smoke at this time, and many buildings must have been destroyed in the war, and he suddenly felt a sense of helplessness and loss in his heart.

Shout...... Rumble!

The sudden attack of the shells forced Lynn to bow his head at the first time, and the foxhole, which had been dug by the soldiers who arrived in advance, was nearly two meters wide horizontally, half a meter long longitudinally, and about one meter deep, and could accommodate two or three combat teams, presumably reserved for anti-tank combatants. Lynn's one-knee knee allows him to switch between shooting and stealth, leaving aside the heavy sense of social responsibility of the new generation of youth, and he refocuses on the frontal battlefield where personal survival is at stake. Approaching the riverbank, the T-34s were finally slowing down, and the attacking commanders should have been tactically arranged: some of the tanks were extremely slow or simply stopped to suppress the German positions with tank guns and machine guns, while others sailed straight to the river bank and tried to cross the river directly. Although the banks of the river here are not high, they are still different in terms of topography. In the case that the tankers could not get out of the car to check, a T-34 unfortunately chose a relatively vertical riverbank, the track just a third of the edge of the riverbank, the collapse of the soil caused the tank to suddenly move forward, fortunately the drop was only one meter, the tank members at most fell slightly injured, but the tank barrel and the body were all suddenly inserted into the riverbed, the driver tried to reverse, but the track desperately reversed but could not catch the loose dirt at all. How could the German tank guns lying in ambush behind the flanks of the positions miss such an opportunity? A single cannonball directly lifted its Heavenly Spirit Cover.

is also fate, Lynn's luck just now is staggering, and the Soviet tankers in the T-34 are very helpless. Look at! Although those tanks that found a gentle slope to descend the river also had a few seconds to show the "Tianling Gai" to the other party, as long as they moved fast enough, didn't they immediately recover their domineering spirit after going down the river?