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An artificial canal used to irrigate farmland has been facilitating agriculture for many years, and in times of war, it can also provide operational cover for its own troops and even serve as a battle bunker. If merit is to be awarded, the engineer who designed the canal in the first place deserves a meritorious service medal.

As in the past, the night raiders did not carry bulky anti-tank equipment, and the explosives were sufficient—Germany lacked rare metals, gasoline fuel, and chemicals such as explosives. Considering the need for ambush warfare, Lynn volunteered to lead a small group of soldiers carrying explosives to ambush on the side of the road.

Of course, ambush is not simply a matter of planting bombs and waiting in wait. If it is too close, it is easy to be detected by the enemy in advance in the moonlight; It is too far away to control the bomb in a timely and effective manner. For the sake of this distance, Lynn Ke spent a lot of thought, he divided his squad in two, and he brought his own personal points of Brück and Frings to "take the lead" at the west end, and the horn of attack will also be issued from here; The other three more experienced soldiers were "censored" at the eastern end at a distance of several kilometers in order to inflict maximum damage on the enemy.

This time, the Soviets didn't keep the ambitious Lynn waiting too long. Less than half an hour after the front combat unit had passed, the roar of vehicles was heard again on the road. Holding an ordinary telescope, Lynn saw a second "long black snake" in the moonlight, which was far more than a kilometer away from the front and back of the previous thought. Changing the position temporarily not only makes it easy to expose the target, but it is also more difficult to find a location with a hidden surname and a protective surname in a short period of time.

It was evident that Frings and Brück were nervous, and Lynn herself was very worried. Taking advantage of the fact that the enemy was still far away, he quipped: "Guys, the results of our ambush battle are greater than that of an ordinary army regiment fighting for a day!" Just wait for the Iron Cross! ”

Counting from the time they joined the army, the three of them have joined the German [***] team for at least half a year, but their chests are still empty, and they haven't even received a medal for war injuries (it's better not to take this). Survival is important, but the desire for honor is hidden in the blood and bones. Although Lynn's words were not funny at all, the three of them still smiled on their faces and adjusted their mentality a little to prepare for the battle.

With the roar increasing, the Soviet column finally approached this section of the road. Because it is a large area of farmland and scattered houses, this area is very open, not to mention tanks, not even a single artillery piece is difficult to hide. Therefore, although the Soviets took several jeeps and motorcycles to stand guard, they did not take the roadside fields very seriously, and what was even more fatal was that they thought they were smart enough to turn off the lights, forgetting that the bright moonlight had already illuminated their tracks.

"Don't move while you're lying on your stomach!" Lynn whispered a reminder to her companion and pressed her head and body to the ground. At this time, the concealment effect of the gray-toned "pea camouflage suit" came out, and the advance convoy of Soviet troops drove near at a speed of about forty yards, but no one noticed the three dangerous "stones".

The roar in front of me faded away, and an even more majestic rumble was approaching behind. Lynn looked up, and hey, there were tanks at the head of the platoon, and there were not two or three!

At the outbreak of the war, the Soviet Union's industrial scale and quality were completely inferior to Germany's, but the abundant strategic resources and the generous assistance of the Western Allies enabled them to organize a military production that was far greater than that of Germany in the later stages of the war, and in 1944 alone, the Soviet Union produced nearly 30,000 tanks, and more than half of them were T-34 medium tanks. So much so that by the end of the war, they never seemed to lack tanks on the battlefield.

As Lynn initially guessed, there were indeed a large number of trucks used to tow artillery in this long Soviet column, but the fish that were about to be hooked were more ferocious than he originally imagined - not to mention that this convoy had reached the size of a division, and no matter how many soldiers were ready to go into battle on each truck towing artillery, the dozen or so T-34s at the head of the platoon alone were quite a headache to watch, how could this battle be fought?

Without a walkie-talkie and other communication equipment, Lynn was unable to communicate with Eric at this time, and the decision to actually fight or not was entirely in his own hands. Calmly looking at the battlefield, Lynn suddenly felt a little annoyed and regretful: how good would it be if the assault team could be equipped with a radio to directly guide their own artillery fire to ambush these Soviet artillery in the middle of the way?

However, if you think about it carefully, at this time, the German army was not inferior to the American army after all, and it had lost air supremacy, and it was difficult to organize a sufficiently powerful field artillery. If you go back to the glory days of a few years ago, two or three batches of Stuka would be able to blow up a convoy of the enemy's size!

Amid an incredibly tense and oppressive roar, the T-34 at the head of the platoon rumbled past him, and Lynn could clearly see the tank crews on the turret and the infantry on the "hitchhiker". They are like the heavy cavalry sent to protect the siege equipment in ancient wars, because of the class of arms, they have an innate arrogance, they have a disdain for this low-intensity escort mission, but they have to take it seriously because of military orders and responsibilities, so that they look cautious and calm, chic but not loose.

"Sooner or later......" Lynn wanted to curse viciously in the stomach, but found that no matter how deep his resentment, it would not be long before these Soviet officers and soldiers would have a triumphant revelry, and their red flags would fly high over the Reichstag in Berlin, and they would enjoy the prize that the victors deserved in the ruins.

With a deafening roar, Lynn could clearly feel the ground tremble beneath him as every T-34 passed by - could it be that even the earth was terrified of these fierce steel chariots?

The last T-34 finally passed, followed by one truck after another, Dodge, General Motors and the Soviet-produced GAS, a variety of trucks towing large and small howitzers, modern equipment replaced the horse-drawn cannons of the year, and at the same time, the pressure on the German [***] team on the opposite side of the war also increased exponentially?

Dry!

With a shout in his heart, Lynn glared angrily ahead, and when he counted the tenth truck, he let out a low "pull".

The two people who were lying beside him hurriedly pulled the rope in their hands.

In order to ensure that the explosives were detonated in time, they made a "double safe" treatment at the other end of the rope, i.e. a fire** and a grenade. As long as one of them can be ignited smoothly, the slamming explosives placed next to the road and piled up with stones will allow the Soviets to experience the amazing power of the "roadside bomb" in advance!

Rumble! Rumble!

The simple explosion swept in with an earth-shaking momentum, the ground turned into a trampoline, lying on the hollow more than twenty meters away from the road, Lynn still felt that he was bounced off the ground slightly, not only his ears were instantly deaf, but even his internal organs were as if they were broken, and he had severe colic. Three explosions in succession, he seemed to wander around the ghost gate pass three times, feeling that he would die at any moment, but he regained consciousness after an instant.

As soon as the violent explosion died down, fierce gunfire erupted in my ears. Suddenly, three equally loud explosions came from the rear of the Soviet convoy - but all of this was inaudible to Lynn. It took him a while to lift his head, which had a layer of mud on his steel helmet, and the sheer force of the explosive pack overturned four or five trucks in the vicinity, and the dense bullets fired by his companions from the canal were ravaging the surrounding Soviet trucks in ambush. Since the carriage baffle was simply not enough to withstand rifle bullets, many Soviet soldiers were knocked out in the process of getting out of the car in a panic.

Even though his situation was dangerous enough, Lynn still scanned the battlefield with his keen gaze. The Soviet tanks at the front of the line had come to a standstill, and once they joined the battle, the German night combat units, armed only with light weapons, would probably not even be able to parry.

While the Soviet soldiers in front of him were still too busy to take care of themselves, Lynn hurriedly reached out and dragged Brück and Frijns: "Withdraw!" Withdraw! ”

The two soldiers were obviously bewildered by the powerful explosion, and they got up in a daze and ran backwards, rolling and crawling like heroes bravely ambushing a strong enemy?

In terms of guts, Lynn actually didn't have anything outstanding, but half of it was to pave the way for the long-term goal, and half of it was encouraged from the depths of his heart, he pushed it back with all his might, and took aim with his gun while retreating - it was simply self-defeating to open fire at this point, so to put it bluntly, this was also a dangerous "show".