With the destructive power of the atomic bomb, it is best to set up the test site in a deserted and remote place, and before the radiation hazards of nuclear weapons are fully realized (at first, the explosion site was entered without protective clothing, and there was no large-scale relocation of residents), in addition to New Mexico, which has a large desert Gobi, the American political axe can also find many suitable areas for experimental research in the country - Maine, Utah, Wyoming, Montana, North Dakota, South Dakota. There are many theoretical candidates, so when the final destination of the migration has not been announced, the scientists around Lynn speculate, but it is funny and ironic that these people actually want the new test base to be located closer to their hometown. First, it is convenient to visit relatives, and second, the atomic test project is now a large industry worth billions of dollars, and there is still great potential for development in the future.

I think back to my time when a nuclear power plant was planned to be located somewhere, and the local residents would be terrified and opposed, and the contrast between the two was very stark, and this is the difference between the times.

After Ben's formal surrender, more than 100 researchers have left the Los Amos nuclear test site in north-central New Mexico, and there are still more than 2,000 staff members left, plus a large number of instruments and equipment and data. However, Los Amos does not have a train station, and the nearby military airport can only be used by small and medium-sized planes, so if you want to take a train, you must first take a car to Abuquerque, which is more than 150 kilometers away.

It was still a Dodge heavy-duty truck with a tarpaulin, and this time Lynn was crowded with 36 people, all sitting shoulder to shoulder, swaying from side to side as the carriage swayed. Leaving this barren and dry desert Gobi is not a bad thing, but the military's orders are in a hurry, and it is inevitable that people will feel like they are fleeing in panic. In the carriage sat four American GIs wearing steel helmets and armed with rifles, three white and one black. Although it has been plagued by UFOs for a while recently, this is the United States after all, the smoke of the two world wars has not affected here, and the biggest catastrophe has ended in the defeat of the Axis powers, Lynn does not see the vigilance and solemnity of the battle in these American soldiers, and "murderous" is an adjective that has nothing to do with them.

The weather was still very hot in August, but fortunately the team chose to set off after dark, which was not only conducive to avoiding the eyes of outsiders, but also to avoid the suffering of the high temperature during the day. Still, the smell of sweat was growing in the carriage. The soldiers' helmets were unbuckled and hung haphazardly, the armed straps around their waists were relaxed, the cuffs were pulled high, and the eyelids drooped. As fellow soldiers, it was not such a posture to fight German and Soviet soldiers on the Eastern Front at first.

Because it was a night drive, a long convoy set off from the test base and drove at a speed of less than 30 kilometers per hour for more than four hours, and it was estimated that it would take another hour to reach Albuquerque. At this time, the trains were not yet air-conditioned, but at least there were electric fans and cool water in the carriages to cool down, sleeping bunks to relieve sleep, and maybe cold drinks and delicious late-night snacks. At this time, there was a "bang" sound in front. In terms of actual combat experience, Lynn was proud of others, and although it sounded like a car tire bursting rather than a gunshot, he was immediately alert, and every neuron in his body was awakening.

"The car in front of me has a flat tire! Misfortune! ”

The American soldier sitting on the right side of the carriage complained mercilessly, and less than two seconds after his words fell, he suddenly heard a few muffled sounds of "boom", and this guy's body twitched a few times in succession, and his eyes were tilted to the side. In this case, the other soldier sitting next to him turned his head to look at his companion with curiosity, and the right thing to do should be like Lynn, who swooped forward as fast as lightning and lowered himself to lie in the middle of the carriage board.

Even though there are stinky feet all under him, is there anything more important in this world than precious life?

In no more than three seconds, the sound of "boom" sounded again, which may seem like a louder raindrop hitting the tarpaulin to ordinary people's ears, but for the battle-hardened veterans, it was the grim smile of death, the note of predation. If you listen closely, you can faintly hear "Zzzz" and "Click-Click" coming from a distance, and in this carriage, only Lynn crouched in the trench and heard the sound of German weapons firing from another position. The former is known as the "infantry harvester", the sharpest small arms of the empire, the MG-42; The latter is the strongest infantry weapon that can't hide the dazzling light even though it appears.,MP44.。

With the dense and continuous sound of these sounds, the people sitting on the railings in the carriage trembled one by one as if by roll call, their eyes straightened and then fell, and few of the people who were shot wailed, so that the scene was rather eerie, and the strong smell of sweat in the carriage was quickly replaced by a stronger smell of blood.

A single round of strafing didn't kill everyone, and Lynn's ears rang with the wounded's painful moans, but it didn't affect his thoughts or state of mind, and he crawled forward with extreme composure. The four U.S. soldiers at the back of the car were all shot, and Lynn easily picked up a long spear - although he had never used an M1 semi-automatic rifle on the battlefield, he had at least the most basic ways to use this weapon thanks to the weapons training camp of the "Vampire" commando training camp.

"Attack...... We were attacked...... "The black soldier leaned on the tailgate of the car with his dying breath, his complexion melted into the darkness, but his body could not escape the bullets that "did not grow eyes".

"I know! I know! Lynn replied in a very low voice, briskly scavenging the bullet from the American GI who had been shot first and was already dead. Although this was an armed escort operation, the military commander did not deliberately strengthen the firepower equipment because of the continuous disturbance of UFOs, and the soldiers did not even carry grenades, and the bullets were only distributed according to the most basic combat base.

Pocketing four rows of bullets into her pocket, Lynn turned to the black soldier—not the same black man who took much care of herself in her normal life.

"Are there any pistols? Hey man, are there any pistols? ”

The black soldier shook his head, then raised his right hand with the strength he had, and reluctantly pointed at the soldier diagonally opposite.

Lynn moved over and searched for it, and quickly found a pistol from the soldier's backpack, which was surmised to be "Colt" by its outline. During World War II, the U.S. military did not issue pistols to ordinary soldiers, but soldiers could still get "private goods" through various channels, because it did not affect normal operations, and incidentally increased the troops' melee capabilities, and officers have always maintained a non-interference attitude towards this.

Out of usual caution, Lynn checked the pistol, and there was no magazine! These Yankees are really unsuspecting. He searched through his backpack again, finding two magazines, and then came up with an automatic weapon that could shoot normally.

The gun is already in hand, what are you waiting for?

Lynn leaned back on the tailgate, listening for the noise outside. 3-4 MG42s, these extremely fast general-purpose machine guns must have been mounted on mounts and used with infrared sights, so as to achieve accurate shooting at night, enough to hunt every unprotected truck in the convoy and those unlucky people who dared to get out of the car at will; More than a dozen MP44s - this is just the bottom line, Lynn is well versed in the German infantry combat tactics of alternating cover, usually only one team is responsible for accurate suppression at close to medium and close range, and the other team or two rely on night vision devices to carry out fast and accurate advances. In front of such a group of elites who have survived the battle between the east and the west, it is no exaggeration to say that the US military escort troops who have never landed on the battlefield are vegetables, vulnerable dishes!

Gently and carefully lifted the canvas curtain hidden in the back of the car, the moonlight was faint, the normal line of sight was within 100 meters, and the distance to achieve accurate shooting with the naked eye was no more than 50 meters, judging from the gunfire and bullet shooting effect just now, Lynn judged that the ambusher was at least 200 meters away, such a powerful firepower and rapid attack were definitely not for the intelligence personnel sent to the United States, and with the composition of the Imperial Guard, Lynn believed that the initiator and master of this battle was the "vampire" commando that he had been looking forward to in his dreams!

The dream suddenly became a reality, and Lynn didn't have time to figure out how the "vampires" who had fallen dormant since the "Aryan Ark Project" achieved nirvana. Thinking that the night vision device could not distinguish faces, he jumped out and shouted, even if he could make the attacker identify and confirm, he would be shot by the remaining US officers and soldiers, and the surname Suo lay here waiting for the situation to change in his favor.

The gunfire continued, but the intensity and density decreased slightly, and suddenly, Lynn suddenly heard the sound of gunfire nearby, and following the trajectory of the bullets, the shooter was actually lying on the ground of a truck behind him, which was the most hidden defensive position of the raided convoy. Fortunately, the front and rear trucks were not in a straight line, and Lynn moved to the black soldier, and in the moonlight, he saw the rifle under the compartment and the hand holding it.

Although this was a bit cruel, after the bloody battles on the Eastern Front, Lynn did even more brutal things, he correctly opened the safety pin of the M1 rifle in front of the trigger protection ring, aimed the gun at the hand, and then pulled the trigger steadily...... Syllable!

Although the feel and recoil are somewhat different from the MP44, with the crisp sound of a gunshot, the familiar smell of gunsmoke stimulates every cell in Lynn's brain. The all-powerful and fearless killing god on the battlefield quietly returned to his place.

The bullet struck the hapless hand with precision, and its owner immediately screamed in pain, and the black soldier next to him turned his head to see this scene, and immediately glared at Lynn like a Martian.

Lynn didn't turn her head, and flicked the butt of her gun mercilessly, temporarily saving the black dude from distress.

(To be continued)