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In the 21st century, when it comes to night combat, many people associate images of soldiers wearing Kevlar helmets and equipped with low-light night vision devices, which allow humans to break through innate limitations and accurately identify the location of targets at night when the light is low. However, the earliest night vision devices did not appear in the late 20th century, as early as the battlefields of World War II, the Axis and the Allied camps each developed night vision equipment and put it into actual combat.

For the emerging night vision equipment, the German [***] team, which lost air supremacy in the later stage of the war, invested great energy, and the Leopard tank equipped with infrared night vision devices became the world's first night combat tank, and the photos of half-track armored vehicles carrying large infrared searchlights are also common in various military materials. In addition to this, the Germans also developed night vision devices for infantry use, which used infrared detection and visualization equipment collectively known as the "vampire" system.

Since some of the people in the company are equipped with night vision devices, this trip must be a battle with a raid surname, and Lynn has a bottom in his heart. Considering that the rear door of the armored car was somewhat narrow, he removed the Mauser rifle from his back, and in turn straddled the submachine gun diagonally behind his back, and followed a soldier in front of him with the rifle in both hands into the already crowded compartment.

As one of the unique symbolic equipment of the German army, the SD.KFZ251 half-track armored car has a rated capacity of 10 people, but Lynn counted it, including himself, there were 16 people, and the six people sitting in the middle were all dark helmets and dark combat uniforms that were exactly the same as the previous officer. The assault rifles were already quite sharp, and the two innermost people were also equipped with a complete set of individual infrared equipment, which must have cost a lot in 1945. Putting them together, it's hard not to be seen as a strong soldier!

Along the way, the German soldiers in the carriage were silent, and their ears were filled with the rumble of engines and the "squeak" of the tracks as they rolled. Lynn could feel that the "strong men" around him who had been inexplicably pulled in like himself were both curious and apprehensive about the nature and purpose of the operation, not only the SS, but also the army soldiers who had fought in the same position, and they used all kinds of weapons that appeared on the battlefield on the Eastern Front: Mauser 98K, MP38, MP40, MP44, "**Sha", STV40, etc. There are not a few people like Lynn who have one in their hands and one on their backs. Even if the steel helmets on their heads are worn properly, the mud-stained military uniforms can be worn and torn everywhere, coupled with the messy weapon configuration, which looks like a regular army, it is simply a group of local miscellaneous brands!

With no place to sit, Lynn had to bend her waist, holding her rifle in her left hand and the wall of the carriage with her right hand. The helmet could not completely block bullets and shrenel, so he did not dare to rashly stick his head out of the carriage, but after about a quarter of an hour of marching, there was no gunfire along the way, and he couldn't help but look outside. The three armoured vehicles walked on a mountain road between the trees, so it was a bit bumpy, and only black outlines could be seen in the woods at night. As he turned a corner, Lynn suddenly saw some relatively large guys looming near the woods, and the slender "nose" was undoubtedly a cannon barrel.

A tiger, a leopard or a mighty tiger king?

The answer to this question was far behind the armored vehicles that traveled at about forty yards per hour, and Lynn could only guess their model and size at a cursory glance.

After continuing for more than ten minutes, the armored car slowed down and finally stopped. Lynn barely half turned, and the soldiers next to him were trying to open the hatch from the inside, only to hear a rush of footsteps, followed by a shrill "creak", as if a rusty metal door had been reopened. The tall officer from earlier blocked the door in the posture of a "night walker", and instead of letting the soldiers get out of the car immediately, he began to talk in a chattering voice, which was Lynn's biggest headache, but what could he do?

Probably to explain the precautions, or to explain the operation, although his magnetic voice has a good sound quality, but the coherent speed of MG-42 makes it completely impossible for Lynn to figure out its contents, let alone temporarily flip through the dictionary to understand. After speaking six or seven sentences, the words stopped, and the burly body took a step back to the side. The soldier sitting at the hatch hurriedly got out of the car with his weapons, and Lynn had no choice but to follow closely behind his companions to see what they were going to do next.

Three half-track armored vehicles were parked on the edge of a pine forest, their engines turned off, and the murmuring of running water could be heard more clearly. Based on the direction and time of the armored vehicle's travel, Lynn guessed that it was the same river she had been defending, but now it was further downstream. After getting out of the car, he noticed that the German defensive positions were not far behind the armored car, but there were no corpses and charred craters in the vicinity, and it seemed that it had not yet been attacked by the Soviets.

Soon, the soldiers on the SD.KFZ251 got out of the car. Lynn counted, not counting the tall officers, there were 14 soldiers equipped with dark steel helmets and combat uniforms, which was the size of a reinforced combat squad. They formed a formation on the right side of the armored vehicle with extremely rapid movements, and the rest of the soldiers spontaneously lined up in the open space behind the armored vehicle, numbering more than thirty. It seems that it is not only the team brought by "Yankel", but also soldiers drawn from other positions to join this team with a mysterious mission.

The officer, whose voice was very eloquent, seemed to be very confident in the quality of his original team, and only glanced at the front, beckoned, and the two "Night Warriors" at the head of the line, carrying large boxes on their backs, and four companions with bag-type military backpacks left first. Immediately afterward, he walked to the front of the queue of more than 30 people with the large "flashlight" on his shoulder, and said a few words in a medium volume, probably to tell these temporarily recruited soldiers again. Although Lynn maintained the same expression as the people around her, she had a complicated feeling of being discriminated against in her heart - grievance is not grievance, and there is nowhere to vent her anger. Only then did I know the important surname of learning one more foreign language, and I really regretted that I shouldn't have done it in the first place!

With that, the officer turned his head to look ahead, and his "lineage" soldiers were standing like sculptures, and Lynn felt that if they had not been instructed by the officer, they might have maintained this position until dawn. Only two of the remaining eight soldiers were carrying large boxes, and the other six were carrying ordinary bag-type combat backpacks, and there seemed to be a proportion in the number of soldiers with different equipment, counting the six who went to explore the road, and it was not a whole number when divided. Lynn was wondering, and inadvertently glanced at the officers who frequently looked at his watch, and suddenly realized: with this guy, there are five people carrying large boxes, and ten people who are also dressed but not carrying boxes, so that each soldier equipped with individual infrared night vision devices has two "bodyguards" - or reserve personnel - to ensure that these expensive and advanced equipment will not be useless due to the casualties of the carrier.

After waiting for about seven or eight minutes, a sound like a war drum suddenly came from a distance. It sounded at least a dozen kilometers away, and although Lynn and the soldiers around him subconsciously turned their heads to look in the direction from which the sound came from, they also knew that that the artillery fire did not pose any threat to them, so they still remained upright. In just a few seconds, the distant artillery sound turned from sparse to dense, and Lynn was not sure if the Soviets were shelling the position she had been in before, and if she was still there, she would probably have to face the test of death again. But should I be glad?

After two cigarettes, the officer seemed to see the joint code in the dark, stretched out his left hand and drew an arc in the area between his shoulder and head, and the group of eight soldiers in front of him started to move forward, and when the officer made the same gesture for the second time, Lynn's "big team" of more than thirty people also began to move in the same direction.