Chapter 80: Bulbulia
After stopping, Lynn got out of the car and turned around, swinging his arms up and alternating between them, signaling for the jeep and truck following behind to stop. Seeing this, the oncoming convoy also slowed down until it stopped, and the second jeep bypassed the leading companion and drove to Lynn, a middle-aged American officer pushed the door and got out of the car, waving a short horse whip in his hand, and what was even more exaggerated was that it was obviously a dark night, but he wore a pair of sunglasses that were particularly stylish...... "Salute to the chief!" β
It was a phrase that was often heard in the atomic bomb test base by the officers and men of the guard unit to greet his commander, and Lynn felt that he had learned it well, but the stocky American lieutenant colonel in front of him was indifferent, his hands behind his back, looking at Lynn with a blank faceβor the vehicle behind him.
Unable to see each other's eyes, Lynn had to glance at the opposing convoy out of the corner of his eye, the truck was full of infantry, and after the temporary stop, these American GIs in caps and steel helmets leaned against the railing of the carriage and looked curiously at this side, and the M1 rifles in their hands seemed to be all in their hands.
"What's going on at the Los Amos base?" The lieutenant colonel asked in a strange tone.
Changing the interlocutor, Lynn changed the content of the words according to his own judgment: "There is an unknown enemy invading, they are trying to capture our scientists, and they are trying to seize our confidential information, I personally judge them...... It's the Russians or the Germans! The latter may have a larger surname! β
"German? Ha! The lieutenant colonel sneered loudly.
Looking at the arrogant expression on the other side's sneer, Lynn believed that this was an American [***] officer who had been to Europe and had fought the Germans, and that he had won at least one respectable victory.
"You saw that the attackers were very young, and some of them were even older children?" The lieutenant colonel asked rhetorically.
"No!" Lynn replied without hesitation, "They all seem to be composure, tactically skillful, and ...... They used German MG machine guns and posed a great threat to us. β
"MG machine gun?" The lieutenant colonel reached out and took off his glasses, and Lynn saw that he had a short, thick scar on his cheek, extending from his right eyebrow to the middle of the bridge of his nose, and his right eye was in a terrible valgus shape, no wonder he had to wear sunglasses at night.
"Although I have never been to Europe, I often hear people say that it is the most terrible light weapon in the world!" Lynn said with a vivid voice, as if she were really an uninformed young officer.
With a cold snort, the lieutenant colonel said unhurriedly: "The Germans do have so many powerful weapons, but Mr. Captain, please keep one thing in mind: Germany has surrendered unconditionally, how can a failed country that has been trampled under the feet of the three major powers at the same time have the courage to come to the distant United States to attack a heavily guarded test base?" β
I don't know why the other party is calm, Lynn is in a hurry to leave this place, the sooner the better, he quickened his voice to: "They may want to use the atomic bomb as a new weapon to turn the page, sir, I was ordered to protect the 27 scientists to evacuate to Hermes-Springs, and from there to find a way to transfer to Albuquerki, can you ......?"
Still unimpressed, the lieutenant colonel retorted: "Can the atomic bomb help them drive millions of occupation troops out of German soil?" Or will their people be reduced to smoke and dissipate with our army? The most important thing on the battlefield is not brute strength, but brains! β
When he said the last sentence, the lieutenant colonel also pointed to his own head with a point, which made Lynn speechless.
"Now, child, tell me calmly: first, what is the situation in the base; second, how many scientists are still trapped in the base; Thirdly, how many of them there are. β
"Uh......" Lynn said after a moment's thought, slowing down, "when evacuating from the Western Wall, our guards should be engaged in a fierce battle with the invaders near the main entrance to the east; There should still be thousands of specialists and technicians in the base, and we are only ordered to protect the most important groups of people from leaving; They are not very numerous, about a hundred, perhaps slightly more than this estimate. β
"Earlier, the convoy to Abququiki was ambushed, and two platoons of escorts and more than two hundred scientists were killed!" With your cars, it's better to stay with us, it's safer! β
Lynn was shocked, what does this guy mean? Don't want to fight to the death, but also want to get credit for protecting important experts? Or do you have other intentions?
Without waiting for Lynn to answer, the lieutenant colonel waved his hand sideways, and with the sound of clattering, the American soldiers in the front few trucks got out of the cars one after another, and according to Lynn's observation, there were at least seven or eight large trucks in this convoy.
"Wait!" Lynn let out a loud shout, which caused the American GIs to hesitate as they were about to run this way, and caused the lieutenant colonel to turn around slowly and coldly, staring at Lynn with the only good eyes he had.
At such a juncture, a careless mistake may be wasted, but fortunately, Lynn immediately thought of an excuse: "Before receiving a direct order from the base headquarters, I cannot accept the command of other unit commanders, even if it is a four-star general!" β
The lieutenant colonel stared at Lynn without speaking, and his soldiers continued to walk forward at this time, seeing that these American GIs with numerical superiority were about to dominate the situation, Lynn had to grit his teeth and take a step back, feeling the holster with his right hand: "Don't come here!" None of you are allowed to move! Since our convoy will be ambushed on its way to Albuquerqui, how can we prove that you are not enemies? β
The lieutenant colonel sneered again: "How can you prove that you are not enemies?" β
This was like a retelling of Lynn's problem, and it really surprised Lynn. The soldiers on both sides have not yet exchanged guns, but they have already made him feel the tense atmosphere, is this the end of his own road?
"Actually, I have a pretty good suggestion!"
The lieutenant colonel suddenly put on his sunglasses again, slapped his palms with a short horsewhip, and said: "In order to ensure your safety, and to ensure that you are not enemies, we will protect you on your way to the destination of this journey. Captain, what do you think? β
Lynn looked at this American officer with vigilance, his convoy also had 200 soldiers, and he actually did not go to the atomic bomb test base to rescue, but here he was talking to himself, and offered to provide protection throughout the process. Is it to see through your identity? No, it shouldn't be, they are new to the base, and they are not very clear about the situation in the base, and there are indeed US military guards in the base, and it is completely reasonable to cover the departure of experts and technicians, and even if the sentinels just now noticed it afterwards, it is impossible to transmit the information to friendly troops in such a short time.
Time passed by second, it was already 3:20 a.m. when it came out of the Western Wall, and it would be dawn in another hour or two, and then the US air force would inevitably carry out a comprehensive reconnaissance patrol, and there were still four hours to go to the abandoned mine, and the arrangement was already a little lagging behind, and if you hesitated any longer, the risk would simply increase exponentially.
At this time, Lynn subconsciously wanted to talk to someone, and Braz was the best candidate, but the situation did not allow him to do so. What's more, from the moment he adopted his own opinion, Braz had already transferred actual command to himself.
Trust your instincts again! Lynn thought to himself, and he removed his right hand from the holster, tugged at the placket, puffed out his chest, and said, "Well, sir, we have been ordered to rush to San Isidro as soon as possible, passing through Hermes-Springs along the way, but unless there are special circumstances, we had better not stop there." Before the cooperation begins, I would like to make a small suggestion: for the sake of absolute secrecy, I would like your soldiers not to approach our scientists along the way, and not to communicate with them in any language, which is a good thing for everyone, don't you think? β
The lieutenant colonel thought for a moment: "I agree to accept this, and my little suggestion is...... Our vehicles protect your vehicle in front and rear and ensure absolute safety. β
The other party always likes to paraphrase his own sentences, which makes Lynn very unhappy, but after a battle here, and there is no certainty of quickly eliminating the other party, the casualties are even more difficult to control, so he has to make a compromise: "It's best to keep the speed of driving at more than 25 miles per hour!" β
"Hey, kid, you've never driven to Jemez Springs and San Isidro before!" The lieutenant colonel sneered again, "Jeeps may be able to drive up to 25 miles per hour, but these trucks can reach 20 miles per hour. β
This cynical tone reminded Lynn of the hateful guys he had met in Germany, "Yankel", the officer on duty in the bunker of the Supreme Command, and Calleger of the 4th Night Battle Group, who was not the kind of narrow-minded person who would repay him, but the last thing a man could bear was the contempt and ridicule of others. For colleagues, the best response is to make them ashamed of themselves by accomplishing a meritorious service. The best response to the enemy is to crush them mercilessly on the battlefield.
Resisting the urge to snatch the whip and whip hard, Lynn returned to the jeep, where the lieutenant colonel was still unhurried to make adjustments to his convoy, with the faster jeep leading the way and the truck turning in place and following behind. When driving past the other party's truck, Lynn deliberately raised his head to take a closer look, the number of soldiers on the truck was indeed more than 200, but Lynn vaguely guessed something from their young faces, coupled with neat military uniforms, boat-shaped hats with no protective capabilities, and all M1 rifles, could it be a group of recruits who had just enlisted and had not yet formed combat effectiveness? Yes, it must be like this, how cunning the lieutenant colonel is, knowing that letting these recruits who have no combat effectiveness enter the Los Amos base is simply sending sheep into the mouth of the tiger, and having to bear the responsibility of poor command, if he stops and violates the orders of his superiors and the duties of soldiers, he may even be sent to a court-martial, unless he finds a way to get the best of both worlds, which is why he has the inexplicable conversation just now.
More than 200 recruits are indeed like a flock of lambs in front of the old and spicy elite fighters of the "vampire" commando, but the lambs will bite when they are in a hurry, not to mention that there is an inscrutable lieutenant colonel as their commander. Wanting to get rid of the trouble, but also trying not to leave trouble, Lynn quietly figured it out.
(To be continued)