"Second Sergeant SS, Lynn. Gargo, room 416! ”

Lynn was stunned for a moment, and a cold voice drew his attention back to him, and then there was a silver glittering key in his hand. Seeing that none of his soldiers had been allocated a room, he asked the female soldier in a gray military uniform, a boat-shaped hat, and a short haircut: "Uh...... Excuse me, who am I in the same room with? How will my soldiers be placed? ”

I don't know if I didn't hear it, or I didn't want to answer, the female soldier only sketched on the plywood, read the next unfamiliar name, reported the room number of "421", and sent the corresponding key to the other party.

"This ......"

Lynn looked down at the key in his hand, it didn't want the three-edged or even four-edged keys of those high-level security doors in later generations, it looked quite simple, the lock could be opened by any wire, but in this hidden and heavily guarded place, the meaning of the lock probably does not lie in the role it can play itself.

Turning his head to look at the soldiers with blank faces, Lynn thought that all the way to this hidden "shelter" was difficult, and the losses of all the troops were not small, could it be ...... To completely disrupt the establishment and reorganize?

Six female logistics soldiers worked at the same time, and after a while, Wolfrum and the others also called their names in turn, and the six were divided into three different rooms, but the female soldiers did not give them the keys. Faced with Brewer's doubts, one of the female soldiers replied: "According to the regulations, the dormitories of non-commissioned officers and ordinary soldiers are not locked!" ”

"Am I not also a non-commissioned officer?" Lynn asked, holding up the key in her hand.

The answer to him was not the short-haired female soldier from before, but a hair-tied one, and she smiled: "Not soon!" ”

Lynn wanted to ask more, but Motchig was already loudly announcing:

"Everyone went back to their rooms after receiving the keys, and reassembled at restaurant 7 at 8 o'clock, and now ...... There's almost an hour left to rest! Hurry up, everyone! ”

Seeing that the logistics women had already walked back to their duty tables, Lynn had to give up the idea of asking questions for the time being, and if that was the case, she wouldn't have waited too long "right away".

Elevators are required for buildings over 7 floors – that was a decades-old rule and is completely uncommon here. Lynn's room was on the 4th floor, which was not too high, but it would be more difficult to walk until the leg injury healed, and what surprised him was that the arrangement here seemed to be higher level and higher floors, Motchig's room was arranged on the 7th floor, but the soldiers were on the 1st and 2nd floors. Is this to urge senior officers to strengthen their training?

Climbing up the small spacious staircase, I sweated profusely to the 4th floor, and followed the standard house number to find 416, its door looked very ordinary, the flat wooden door was painted with a layer of goose yellow paint, and the metal doorknob was very new. Lynn imagined that the space was so large that even a sergeant could live in a room alone, and when he opened the door with a key, he found that there were two double bunks in a small room, and the balcony with floor-to-ceiling windows was outside, and three guys in military uniforms were playing poker around a small coffee table.

Lynn was very surprised by this, and for a moment only thought of the most primitive greeting: "Hey guys, hello everyone......"

The three officers were not surprised at all, they turned to look at Lynn, and one of them, with a middle-combed and slender cheek, said, "Sorry, only the top bunk by the door is left!" ”

It felt like going back to the first time I entered the dormitory when I was just in college, but the guy who was talking was obviously wearing the rank of second lieutenant in the SS, and Lynn couldn't help but feel a little out of order. The weapons and equipment were all handed in, and all he carried with him was a water bottle, a lunch box, and a military satchel, and the ammunition was removed, leaving only a small bottle of warm spirits, a comb, two and a half pieces of dry hard bread, and some bits and pieces of personal belongings, which were hung in the corner of the bed, and then turned around in place, except for the two double-bunk beds, which were a few hangers, which were really more simple than university dormitories.

I wanted to climb into the bed and lie down for a while, but I remembered that I had injuries to my legs and shoulders, and it was very inconvenient to climb the bed, so I limped to the balcony.

"Hey guys, I said ......"

Seeing Lynn's appearance, another blonde SS lieutenant said very happily: "Since it is a leg injury, then my lower bunk will be replaced by you, I have only slept for two days, and it is very clean!" ”

"Oh, thank you so much! My name is Lynn, Lynn. Gargo! Lynn introduced herself with a smile.

When the blonde lieutenant heard this name, he was immediately surprised and asked, "You are Lynn. Gargo? That madman who doesn't want to die? ”

"Crazy people who don't want to die?" For this title, Lynn was puzzled.

The blonde lieutenant picked up the neatly folded paper and handed it to Lynn: "Well, this is yesterday's paper!" ”

"Newspapers?"

Lynn was stunned, there was still a newspaper here!

At this time, the third officer, who was sitting at the coffee table, the tan-haired officer with small glasses, added: "The fourth issue of the Deutsche Zeitung, to be exact, printed in the 'Vault'!" The front page of the first issue featured a brilliant speech by our great head of state to the senior generals on April 26, and the second issue featured the super-ace of air combat, Eric Murphy. The third installment of Hartman's deeds is against the submarine ace Erisi. Top's interview, the fourth issue is you, the 'cold vampire' of the Earman, the crazy night soldier! ”

Lynn's double-page Deutsche Zeitung is simple but not rough, the texture of the mimeographed paper is good, the printed text is clear and rarely stained, and the typography and illustrations are very fine. This issue is obviously on the front page of "Cold Night Hunter", and the whole article does not use "crazy" as the title word, and Lynn understands - it is these boring guys who give themselves nicknames indiscriminately!

"Pretty good, isn't it?" The officer with small-framed glasses looked a little weak, he also had the rank of second lieutenant, but the uniform and rank style belonged to the Wehrmacht Army, seeing Lynn's surprised expression, he said with admiration: "The editor-in-chief of this new newspaper is a young and beautiful lady with a beautiful temperament and outstanding talent!" ”

Lynn immediately blurted out: "It's Eva. Voutridge? ”

The officer lifted his glasses and looked at Lynn in surprise with the slightly small eyes behind the lenses: "Oh? Do you know her? To put it this way...... Did she give you an interview? ”

Probably no one likes to be called a strange nickname by others, but Lynn thought about it, many of his behaviors on the battlefield were also arrogant enough, and his mouth was on other people's faces, so he let them say it. It's just that his combat exploits are far from being comparable to the number one ace in air combat and the ace of active submarines, not to mention Adolf, who is regarded as the spiritual leader by most of the Germanic people. Hitler's success in this tabloid, which has never been made public, saved Eva's life is partly and presumably the main reason for the fact that Minister Goebbels, who has an absolute say in propaganda, seems to have arrived safely at least yesterday.

Lynn's tone changed and he asked in a low voice, "Hey, guys, is there any news about the Führer?" ”

"Tsk!" The SS second lieutenant grinned, "What was the first order you got before entering the 'Vault'?" Forgot about it so quickly! ”

Thinking of Motchig's words, Lynn had no choice but to continue reading the newspaper that praised the battle deeds of himself and his soldiers, and the blonde ensign, who gave up the bed to Lynn, kindly reminded him: "When you get here, whatever you want to know, see and listen for yourself, don't ask too much, and don't talk nonsense!" The secret here...... That's too much! ”

Lynn said yes repeatedly, but didn't fully understand what he said.

After resting on the bed vacated by the blonde lieutenant, and seeing that the time was almost up, Lynn left downstairs, and the three new roommates also set off for the dining room at the same time. Seeing that Lynn's leg was inconvenient, they were kind enough to help, but on the way, they couldn't help but ridicule him for being crazy to the point where he was not even afraid of bullets, and Lynn took the opportunity to laugh at himself. By the time they reached the hall, Motchig and some of the soldiers had arrived. After entering the ranks, Lynn asked Brewer about the situation, it turned out that the soldier's accommodation was a room for 8 people, the space was a little narrow, but a clean and tidy bed was much better than a muddy battlefield, not to mention that the food supply here was still very sufficient from the companions who arrived in advance-this immediately increased Lynn's questions about logistics supplies, could this cold place still be able to grow vegetables?

(To be continued)