In near-darkness, Lynn completely ignored the bump and tingling of the angular fragments on the joints and skin, like an old and steady black cat, slowly but silently climbing up a completely collapsed building.

The street corner is just ahead.

Picking up the assault rifle and turning on the knob of the "Vampire" night vision device with extremely gentle movements, a number of brightly colored figures suddenly appeared in the infrared telescope.

At a distance of fifty or sixty meters, Lynn could not distinguish the appearance, clothing and weapons of these Soviet soldiers, but their posture and movements were all clearly in his eyes.

Without a little calculation, Lynn swept back and forth, and basically determined that the Soviet troops ambushed on this side were about 30 people, probably a combat platoon, with submachine guns and light machine guns as the main weapons, and most likely equipped with anti-tank equipment and mortars. Because it was obvious that two of them were five or six meters away from most of them, either on reverse alert, or they were shooting a small-caliber mortar.

With Lynn's current marksmanship, it's no exaggeration to say that two magazines can take them all away. It's just that he is not keen on killing people themselves, and he is not proud of it, and his only purpose at the moment is to break out.

The sound of gunfire was getting closer and closer, and Lynn could see with the naked eye that there were dark red points of light shuttling back and forth on the street hundreds of meters away, and every now and then an explosion would explode, and a bright yellow flame rose in the darkness, like an epiphany accustomed to blooming at night, fleeting.

Glancing to the side with the MP44, Brewer had already climbed to the other side of the ruins. Although Oranienburg is a small city, it is mainly based on heavy industries such as chemicals and metals, and the scale of the city is not small, and unlike those very old cities, the streets and buildings here are close to the modern style, the farther away from the city center, the more large buildings with higher floors, factory dormitories, new shopping malls, hospitals, schools, etc. Once these buildings were destroyed or collapsed by Allied bombing, the ruins left behind were still considerable - to use a figurative metaphor, "rubble hills".

Looking back at the soldiers who did not have infrared equipment, except for the orders to Eva. Vottridge and Titchmel, who were on close protection, and the rest of the four found their firing positions in the rubble. The action was fast enough and quiet enough, and it seemed that the continuous special training still had a very obvious effect, you must know that only half a month ago, these soldiers' understanding of night combat was still at a very rudimentary stage.

Syllable...... Syllable...... Dada...... The crisp sound of different guns echoed through the broken and empty streets, and Lynn turned his attention back to the front, and he noticed that the row of Soviet soldiers in front of him began to adjust slightly, and several soldiers moved closer to the street, considering that the effective range of ordinary submachine guns was enough to cover most of the streets, Lynn immediately realized that they must have a special mission - probably anti-tank infantry!

Since anti-tank men are needed, then their opponents must have tank armored vehicles, with such logical reasoning, Lynn looked at the street with an infrared telescopic scope, and the current distance is still beyond the scope of the infrared searchlight, with rich training and combat experience, he still basically determined this very important situation: this German unit attacking and advancing from the city has combat vehicles, and it is likely that there is more than one!

At most half a cigarette, some people appeared in the section of the road locked by the infrared sight, and looking at their general outline and the way they walked, Lynn expected that these were Soviet soldiers who were resisting and retreating step by step, and they were quite numerous, divided into three or four groups before and after, without tanks, self-propelled guns, or ordinary vehicles - this was unique in Lynn's previous encounters with the Soviet army.

Could it be that this intersection was also a trap deliberately laid by the Soviet army?

With this concern in mind, Lynn once again looked around with an infrared scope, but still found nothing unusual. However, the fact that infrared night vision is not observed does not mean that it "does not exist". Due to the primitive principle of operation of this equipment, it is impossible to observe objects that are hidden behind large obstacles or do not heat up on their own, such as tanks that have been stalled for a long time and have not been activated.

Boom!

The sudden explosion occurred in the street, and the ensuing flames temporarily illuminated a limited area, and Lynn not only caught a glimpse of the large-eared steel helmet walking through the ruins, but also faintly saw the ignorant black shadow advancing along the road.

Fight!

With a heart, Lynn put the crosshair on his shoulder, put the crosshair in the scope on a "bright shadow" closest to the street, and without making any psychological adjustments, he instantly entered the realm of selfless combat.

Da ...... Da ...... Da ...... In the initial phase, Lynn immediately moved the muzzle to the next target with each shot. Apparently not expecting bullets from behind them, the Soviet soldiers' knee-jerk evasion did nothing to help them escape the cold-blooded shooter - for Lynn, it was not a brutal battle, but a one-sided show. With superb shooting accuracy and the excellent surname of the MP44, he used up an entire magazine of bullets with unprecedented exuberance, and with the fire support of Brewer and four other soldiers, when the first round of shooting subsided, the Soviet combat platoon, which had barely reflexively fired a few bullets, fell silent.

There was no joy, no joy, Lynn was extremely calm to put on a new magazine, and swept the ruins in front of him with infrared night vision equipment, the brightness of the people who were still alive and those who had just died were no different, but their postures were often very different. Judging by this, Lynn quickly fired ten rounds at the suspicious targets before turning his gaze to the street.

In just a few moments, the German troops breaking through along the street entered a range of 100 meters, and Lynn saw dozens of figures scattered but roughly in battle formation in the infrared telescope, as well as two heat sources much larger than ordinary human bodies, one after the other, about ten meters apart.

Tank? Assault guns? Or a tank destroyer?

Such curiosity only flashed through Lynn's mind, no matter what model it was, as long as it could open a gap in the Soviet blockade line.

Without waiting for Lynn to beckon his men to join the breakout force in front, a bright light suddenly appeared in sight. Because of being in the dark environment for a long time, my eyes suddenly felt an uncomfortable tingling, and my heart was even tighter: rub, it's a damn searchlight again!

Fortunately, the enemy's searchlight was not shining at Lynn's eyes, and he quickly regained his normal vision, and at a glance he could see the Leopard tank and the No. 3 assault gun on the street ahead, and it turned out that it was the armor combination of this infrequent partner that made the Soviets so painstaking.

Of course, this was not the time to admire the heroic posture of the "Leopard" and the "Three Bursts", but Lynn noticed that the "Leopard" in front of her was a little different - it had a searchlight-like device on the top of its turret, but it did not emit any visible light, and there was a large cylindrical "telescope" next to it.

This is the sharpest weapon of the "Vampire" commando, the Leopard tank equipped with on-board infrared night vision devices, the world's first real night combat tank!

It is no wonder that it was not destroyed by the Soviets in daytime battles, and no commander, as long as he was still sane, would have charged into battle with such a precious night battle tank in broad daylight.

Of course, this also meant that the Soviets did not capture all the city during the daytime street fighting, because it was impossible for the tanks to get into the houses or hide in the basements.

Looking at the light, there are two searchlights, one of which is located in the ruins across the street entrance, about 500 meters away in a straight line; The second is located at the far end of Lynn's right-hand direction, probably more than 800 meters away. They are close and far away, and the staggered angles echo each other from afar, just like the special effects lighting of the theater, revealing the dark night that originally covered the street entrance and the surrounding area, so that the German troops who broke through were instantly exposed to the opponent's eyes.

With the appearance of the pillar of light at the intersection of the street, Lynn's front, right front and right side, all three directions burst out with quite fierce blocking fire, ordinary bullets have no tracer effect, they carry the temperature of leaving the chamber, glowing a faint red light, flying out of the ruins in a string, densely streaked across the street, mortar shells also slipped down in the muffled sound of thump, knocking down many of the big ear steel helmets who had struggled to move forward so far. Many of these brave fighters were shot and fell before they could react, and some of them quickly lay down with experience and intuition. The so-called chance of being shot, here there is only a difference between yesorno.

Under simultaneous fire from several directions, the German breakthrough force was in great confusion, and the momentum of advancing to the street entrance was thus forcefully contained. Many German soldiers rushed into the ruins on the side of the road - fortunately, Lynn and his soldiers had cleared an area on their side first, otherwise a platoon of Soviet soldiers who used the ruins as battle bunkers would have inflicted great casualties on these German infantry with their submachine guns and light machine guns.

As the so-called bystander Qing, although Lynn was also on the battlefield, after all, he was not directly threatened by Soviet firepower, so he was able to keep a more sober mind. He realized that although the Soviet troops were fierce on three sides, they were mainly small arms, and they were not directly supported by artillery fire and tanks. However, two or three kilometers away, there was an ambush of Soviet tank squads, and with the size of Oranienburg, the Soviet armored units deployed in other neighborhoods would have rushed to this side if they had not been held back by the war. That is to say, the German army in front of them must break through as soon as possible while the blocking force is not very strong, otherwise it will fall into a bitter battle, not to mention the "night leopard", even if the tiger king comes, it will be difficult to defeat the four legs with two fists!

The three Soviet blocking positions were beyond the detection range of the infantry infrared night vision devices, but they were still within the effective range of the MP44, and Lynn used point fire to interfere with the Soviet fire points in the ruins directly in front of him, while shouting loudly regardless of the danger: "Marcos! Max! ”

I don't know if it was Lynn's loud urging that worked, or if the young shooter finally found the right spot, at this critical moment of the situation, the searchlight in front of the right suddenly went out, and the sight around the street suddenly dimmed a lot. A few seconds later, even the one on the far right was extinguished.

Just as he had run out of a magazine of bullets, Lynn bent down and squatted, withdrew from the empty magazine, took out the bundled double magazine inserted in the fixed pouch and replaced it, and shouted, "Brewer, go!" ”

(To be continued)