Pitch black in the mirror?

Lynn was stunned for a moment - the Soviets must have made a move by turning off all the searchlights, so he was so frightened that he crawled back to the bottom of the pit and snatched the assault rifle equipped with an infrared searchlight and a scope from Tanze's hand, and before he had time to remove the battery box, he dragged him directly back to the front of the crater. The 17-year-old young private, though at a loss for what to say, still knew how to keep his mouth shut.

Turn on the knob, hold the MP44 flat, and look ahead with the infrared telescope - no Soviet soldiers have come forward. Lynn breathed a sigh of relief, and then dragged Tanze back to the bottom of the pit, and then said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Marcos, I thought the Russians were outflanking!" ”

After Lynn's previous enlightenment, Private Tanze's nervousness had subsided a lot, and he replied softly, "It's okay, sir! ”

At this time, the veteran Wofrum muttered in a low voice: "Don't worry, the Russians will not leave the trenches in a hurry!" ”

At first glance, Lynn quickly figured out the meaning behind the words - was this an accusation that he had recklessly brought everyone from the establishment to this inexplicable place?

Although I really want to argue with reason, such an occasion is really not the time to explain and communicate, not to mention that there are some truths that Lynn can't say clearly, so he has to pretend to be deaf and dumb. Jean Tanze handed back the battery box and firearms and equipment to him, and whispered to him: "There is a chance to teach you sniper skills again!" ”

Tanze nodded, carrying a Mauser sniper rifle in one hand, turned around, and said softly to Titchmel, "Don't worry, it's okay!" ”

"Oh!"

The voice of "Xiao Zhengtai" still sounded a little trembling, and his hands were empty, and the "** sand" was nowhere to be found.

Lynn was helpless, and the accusation was useless, so he simply returned to the pit wall alone, turned on the infrared night vision device again, raised the gun to the height of his head, slowly poked out the crater, and cautiously and quickly made a 360-degree omnidirectional observation.

Without finding and eliminating the attackers, ceasefire and turn off the lights, what new tricks are the Soviet troops on the opposite side playing?

Unsure if this was a conspiracy by the Russians to lure her out, or if the other two night teams that had joined the counterattack played some role, or if there was some other reason, Lynn had to continue to hide in the crater with her combat team, listening carefully to the movement outside, and occasionally observing it with infrared night vision devices. After about ten minutes like this, a thunderstorm-like dense roar suddenly sounded in front of me, and such a majestic cannon sound actually made the earth tremble slightly.

Lynn was stunned.

The Soviets, of course, would not use hundreds of artillery pieces against the German soldiers who were destroying the searchlights, and Lynn looked up as the Russian shells streaked across the night sky like meteors. In the blink of an eye, the firelight in the distance flickered, connecting the dots into a piece, quickly illuminating the black night sky, and the impermeable explosion sound was also heard.

This was the prelude to a large-scale offensive by the Soviet troops!

It is not difficult to judge the current situation, but it is difficult to judge where you should go -- let's go in, I am afraid that the forward trenches of the Soviet army are already full of soldiers waiting to attack at this time, and it will definitely be a dead end to go; Retreat, after all, the fierce artillery fire produced a certain amount of light, and if you go out, you may be killed by the snipers in the Soviet trenches, and you can't outrun the Soviets' tanks on two legs; Stay? When the Soviets attacked, the tank company and the troops passed here, hehe, if they didn't raise their hands and surrender, the end would be nothing more than a choice between a hornet's nest, meat mud and a big unload.

His gaze swept over the faces of the four soldiers under his command one by one, and their expressions were different at the moment. Wolfrum's resentment, Graf's frustration, Tanze's trepidation, and Titchmel's fear were all clearly visible on their faces.

Lynn paused, and under the cover of the sound of cannons, he was finally able to speak normally.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are now in an unexpected situation. It is clear that the Soviet troops are about to launch a counterattack on our defensive lines! As your commander, I deeply regret this and have a responsibility to bear all the consequences......"

"I can't save my life, what consequences will I bear!"

The veteran Wolfrum really said the unhappiness in his heart.

Seeing the mood of the other three, especially the two privates, fall into the ice valley because of this, Lynn was a little annoyed - it was really uncomfortable to be confronted by the cold words of his subordinates. But empathy, it's just a matter of being commanded by someone who is about the same age and qualifications as you, and being in danger because of this person's direct decision-making, no matter how good-tempered a person is, he will probably have an opinion!

Thinking of this, Lynn immediately adjusted her mentality and said calmly: "Predicament is not the same as despair!" ”

This is a proverb from "Conversational German", which Lynn memorized after reading it, and it still came in handy. Immediately afterwards, the young commander said with a resolute face:

"You may not understand why I took the initiative to ask my superiors to fight and brought you here! Guys, look at that direction, our position is under heavy fire from the Soviets, how long do you think it will hold out? If we just wait in the city, when the Soviets break through the line and enter Oranienburg, how many Soviet soldiers do you think we can destroy with the ability of a hundred soldiers in our twenty night battle teams? ”

These words obviously asked everyone present, with the current battlefield situation, there is actually no difference between the battle taking place inside or outside the city, either die in battle or surrender, as for retreat, I am afraid it is not up to you to decide whether there is a chance or not.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's true that our current situation is not good, but we don't need to intimidate ourselves! Listening to this sound, the Soviet artillery fire may have extended into the city of Oranienburg, and the place where we stayed before may now be in ruins! ”

These words were even coaxed, but finally stabilized the mood of the four soldiers, and Lynn announced his decision to them: "Now whether we advance or retreat, we will be exposed to the enemy's guns, and I will never let any of you die in vain." So, we're just going to stay here, not going anywhere for a while, and improvising! ”

At the end, Lynn thought for a moment and added, "Guys, we are a complete combat group and brothers who rely on each other on the battlefield, and we must trust each other fully!" Cheer up, Gordon, Anton, Marcos, Carl, cheer up! ”

In the last sentence, Lynn screamed with his fists clenched, like a football coach facing a fierce opponent and falling behind 0-3 on the field, encouraging his players with emotion.

Seeing that everyone's mood had recovered and there were no other opinions, Lynn lay back on the edge of the crater, first turned his back to observe through the lens, only saw the artillery flames flashing behind the Soviet position, and then raised the MP44 in the same posture as before, and through the infrared telescopic scope, he finally saw something new.

Tank?

Infrared night vision devices are only "interested" in objects that generate heat, and the hotter it is, the more noticeable it is. The objects that Lynn observed were at the edge of the Vampire's maximum viewing distance, and looked blurry, like bright blobs floating in the air, and it was impossible to determine their true form. There were so many of these bright regiments that there was no single person around, and the constant sound of artillery seriously interfered with hearing, so at first Lynn thought they were Soviet tanks that had left the starting position of the attack ahead of time. It wasn't until they got closer that he realized that all but a few tanks were wheeled cars.

What was the situation before the offensive began, with wheeled vehicles coming to the front, armored vehicles or trucks towing close-range infantry guns? Lynn wondered, but fortunately, he was flexible enough to think, and he was born and grew up in that country that had been equipped with imitation Soviet weapons for many years, and finally suddenly realized: Katyusha!

As the most common and most heavily armed rocket artillery model in World War II, the BM13 had a maximum range of 8.5 km, which is far enough compared to infantry guns, but still slightly worse than ordinary howitzers. Lynn calculated that it was almost 10 kilometers from the German positions here, that is, if the Soviet "Katyusha" wanted to bombard the German positions, it had to leave the original positions and advance at least 1.5 kilometers!

If only she had a radio - Lynn was once again troubled by this hateful problem. Unfortunately, without wireless communication equipment, Lynn had to think of another way to call his own artillery to "fire at me", and as the vehicles kept getting closer, he began to be troubled by a new problem: how to ensure that he was not detected by the Soviets in tanks and trucks if these vehicles were driving head-on?

The question was quickly answered. Under the combined effect of the rainy season and the war, the fields here were full of potholes, and there were quite a lot of craters scattered near the Soviet positions, so the Soviet vehicles moved very slowly, but they finally marched with the lights off, and a "Katyusha" accidentally "stumbled" thirty or forty meters in front of Lynn, and the right wheel fell into the crater, no matter how the engine roared, the body remained motionless. In the infrared telescope, Lynn saw several soldiers jumping out of the truck, some of them busy around the sunken wheels, some running to the front to get the tank for help. Soon, a tank was back next to the truck, and the soldiers were busy tying steel ropes between the tank and the truck. As a result, the vehicles that followed had to bypass the place - anyway, when they arrived at the launch position, they had to recalibrate the firing parameters, and they didn't care about the left or right for a few hundred meters.

(To be continued)