On a moonlit night, the four of Lynn, who looked like gophers, sneaked back to the ground. Stuttgart was no longer the Stuttgart they had seen a few days earlier, and the huge industrial city had once again been devastated by war, with buildings crumbling and many of the streets that had been left to be found. Fortunately, most of the residents were dispersed by the rebels to the surrounding villages and towns before the Soviet siege of the city, which saved the city from the most tragic end.

After the fighting in the city had subsided, the Soviets withdrew their large forces, leaving only a small number of personnel to continue to clear out the insurgents hiding everywhere, so Lynn and the four men walked hundreds of meters through the rubble, and only a few Soviet personnel were seen along the way, relying on armored vehicles and trucks to be on guard at prominent locations such as forks in the road and neighborhood squares, and it seemed that they would not take the initiative to attack before dawn. In this case, Lynn and his party did not need to fight the enemy to the death, and they continued to move through the dilapidated city, trying to search for guns and ammunition left behind from the insurgents or fierce street battles with the Soviets. It seems that the Soviets had evacuated in a hurry, and before they could fully clean up the city, they found dozens of rounds of ammunition, canned meat and a medical kit with little difficulty, and then found a relatively secluded place in the ruins to rest for a while.

"Don't make a sound even if it hurts!"

Before cleaning the wounds of his comrades in the Free German Regiment, the sergeant of the Imperial Guard whispered.

"Just this little injury, hiss......" Before he finished speaking, the leader of the commando team suddenly bared his teeth from the tender wound, and his distorted expression looked quite happy.

At this point, Lynn leaned against the pile of rubble, cautiously looking out, and pressed the bullet into the magazine. Only four years ago, he would never have imagined that he would relive such a treacherous battle four years later.

Tanze stared in the other direction, taking small sips of water as if he were smacking wine, glancing at the two men who were bandaging their wounds from time to time. Although the medical kit contains the most basic surgical instruments, which can meet the needs of taking bullets and suturing wounds on the spot, it is only due to the current environment and the non-professional level of medical care of the three people. They can still only treat their companions' wounds in a conservative way. When the bandaging was almost over, Tan Ze suddenly stared into the distance for a few seconds, and reminded in a low voice: "Shhh Someone's coming this way! ”

Lynn hurriedly moved to Tan Ze's side, and visually observed a few black shadows sneakily moving this way, and when they were closer, he cautiously turned on the infrared night vision device and used the imaging in the infrared scope to make a preliminary inference: "There are three people in total, not like Soviet soldiers." ”

"Probably one of ours." Tanze speculated. He pulled out his P38 pistol and lightly loaded it.

Except for the lights of the Soviet army, the city of Stuttgart could not see any other light at the moment, and it was almost impossible to charge the infrared equipment. In order to save what little electricity is left. Lynn decisively turned off the night vision goggles, crawling on the edge of the rubble pile and squinting at the dark shadows who did not dare to walk straight.

"Is it the enemy or your own people?" Sergeant Emperor ** came over with an assault rifle and asked.

"It's more likely to be your own people, you keep an eye on our back." Lynn said.

"No problem." The sergeant left neatly.

After a moment's observation, Lynn and Tanze could easily spot that the three black shadows moving in the ruins were exactly the same as their previous postures, sometimes lightly picking up debris to find something in the ruins, sometimes looking around vigilantly, and then groping their way forward.

"Try it?" Tanze asked.

Lynn holds an assault rifle in his left hand and a night vision device above the bolt in his right hand so that she can turn on the night vision device as quickly as possible and fire at the target if something bad happens—praying silently in her heart. He nodded towards Tanzawa. …,

Tanzawa freed his left hand to his lips, imitating the slight "rustling" sound of a cricket.

In their sight, the figures that were already less than thirty meters away from Lynn stopped moving. After Tanze repeated it twice, they finally responded: the nightingale crowed. Although the imitator's voice sounds like a sparrow, it is still possible to distinguish that it is a bird and not an insect.

According to the battle contact code agreed on four days ago, Tanze imitated the nightingale's cry, and the other party responded with the sound of crickets. This completes the process of splicing. Even so, Lynn and the others were ready to shoot when the shadows approached - after two days of fierce fighting, no one could guarantee that there would be no renegades in the insurgents' camp and convey the deadly message to the Soviets.

The three figures stopped six or seven meters away from Lynn and Tanze's location, and asked Lynn in a low voice about their team and name. Obviously, they were able to survive in an extremely harsh battlefield environment, and vigilance played a very important role.

Lynn held a gun in one hand and whispered her name.

"Oh my God...... Sir Gargo, you're still alive! Someone in the shadows exclaimed. One by one, they moved over to each other, looking surprised at Lynn.

In the faint moonlight, Lynn saw that the three of them were all gray-faced, embarrassed and tired, some of them still had coagulated blood marks on their faces, some of them had gauze on their shoulders and arms, and their military uniforms were almost shapeless. The aura of death naturally obtained in the tempering of purgatory looms.

The three of them were all soldiers of the German Free Regiment, and they lacked formal military training to survive until now, Lynn couldn't help but be a little surprised, but the status quo at this time was that one more person would have more vital combat effectiveness, so he didn't ask the three of them how they survived the past two days, but gave them his cans and water, and asked about their ammunition. As a result, the three hungry fellows only had five rifle rounds and nine pistol rounds in total, and the grenades they found were divided into three each.

After they hastily replenished their food, Lynn asked them where they were hiding and what they had observed along the way, and the answers were basically the same as what they had seen along the way.

"The only thing that can make the Soviet army hastily withdraw the regular mechanized corps should be our main combat unit." Lynn speculated that his words instantly lifted the spirits of those around him.

Looking at his companions who had escaped death, and thinking of Stuttgart, which had fallen into ruins, Lynn sighed and condensed into one sentence: "Brothers, our set mission has been completed, and the fate of this country will be decided by the battle on the frontal battlefield!" ”

Four hundred kilometers to the north, fierce battles are raging. In the two places of Sewotal and Buchholz between Hamburg and Bremen, 16,000 emperors relied on towns and canal lines to block the attack of tens of thousands of Soviet troops. Many of these Soviet veterans are exemplary of professional soldiers, with admirable skill, determination, and simplicity of thinking on the battlefield, and they are among the most perfect fighters on the planet, except for the fatigue and confusion caused by constant fighting. However, the aura of the sacred home field inspired the emperors to see death as if they were at home, and under the combined effect of elite weapons, precise deployment and exquisite coordination, they exerted extraordinary combat effectiveness, which made the Soviet army need to pay unimaginable casualties for every position captured from them, coupled with the awakening of the German people to assist the imperial ** team in a direct or indirect way, the Soviet army that came out of the assembly was like a tank stuck in a quagmire, and the strong power could not be exerted at all.

From Chuikov to the grassroots non-commissioned officers, most of the commanders of the Soviet army have passed the elite baptism of brutal war, and they have fallen into passivity under the enemy's unexpected tactics, they decisively adjusted their tactics, and after stabilizing the battle line, they stretched the battle line to the two flanks with the advantage of troops, and then carried out a roundabout attack from the south of Bremen, where the imperial ** team was weakly defended, and then used an unexpected way to force the river crossing the Elbe section northwest of Hamburg in an unexpected way, and pushed an elite unit mainly infantry to the flank and rear of the emperor's position in Sewotar, forcing the emperor to force the emperor The team sent reserves to intercept the attack, thus weakening the defenders in front. Two hours later, the Soviet artillery, which had been prioritized through the temporary repair of the road, arrived at the battlefield, and two battalions of Katyusha rocket artillery turned the town of Sevotar into a sea of fire with continuous and fierce artillery fire, and inflicted considerable losses on the Imperial ** team that held its position. …,

Despite this, the Soviet air force still flew more than 500 sorties of fighters at night to carry out tactical bombing of the imperial team with the guidance signals of the ground forces, and although the accuracy of the hundreds of tons of high-explosive bombs and incendiary bombs they dropped was unsatisfactory, it still played a positive role in the Soviet offensive, and induced a limited number of imperial air forces to intercept at night, increasing the fatigue of the imperial pilots, ground crews, and combat aircraft. At dawn, the Emperor's ** team's battered Sewotar defense line could no longer be supported, and the survivors had to retreat back in the face of the ground-air attack of Soviet fighters, while the Imperial ** team guarding Buchholz was not isolated because of the loss of Sewotar, and the Emperor ** team and the insurgents in Hamburg and Bremen built fortifications in Buxthude and Torsttedt overnight, and the three points formed an arc defense line in front of Buchholz in geography, and the subsequent landing of the Imperial ** team was also in the northwest of Torstädt, Southwest Bremen contained a roundabout Soviet attack.

In order to prevent the Soviet fleet headed by the light cruiser "Chikalov" from interfering with its own shipping, the imperial fleet desperately blocked the attack with only four old American-made destroyers, together with torpedo boats and submarines, and in the night battle, the imperial fleet successively lost three destroyers and seven light combat ships, while the Soviet army only paid the price of minor damage to the flagship, one destroyer, and one gunboat. In this way, the Reich side could only use its aviation and submarine forces to prevent the Soviet fleet from further penetrating into the theater of operations, and the U.S. and British fleets, which were hovering and watching the battle near the theater of operations, would not easily get involved in the battle.