The last two cigarettes, Lynn took a puff and shoved them into the wounded artillery sergeant Herwig, lit the second and took a puff, handed them to Brewer and motioned for the brothers to take turns to share.

Empty-handed, no burden.

After a while, Helvis's condition finally stabilized, and he skillfully breathed smoke through his nostrils, as if nicotine could go through the entire respiratory system to numb the loneliness and sadness in the depths of his soul.

Seeing that soldiers began to move around in the ruins again, Lynn couldn't help but sigh: "The soldiers are all good, but it's a pity that we couldn't win this war!" But...... We should not give up hope, the future is still long! ”

"Indeed!" Helwig spoke, and his tone sounded normal, but he was still depressed.

Sitting in Lynn's place, looking at Helvis's side face, bandages, cigarettes, melancholy, these gathered in an angular young face, suddenly make people's hearts throb - but it is completely different from the same surname that violates the laws of nature, it is a pity derived from the battlefield, a subconscious protection of good things...... "Do you want to report to the troops, or follow us for the time being?" "Lynn was very subtle and tried to dig into the corners of the Wehrmacht.

The Waffen-SS was historically famous but controversial, and it is fair to say that the Wehrmacht was the real military backbone of the Third Reich.

Helwig took one last puff of his cigarette, gave the remaining half to Wolfrum nearby, and replied noncommittally: "Just give me a cannon and you will be able to fight!" ”

"Then follow us for now! At least ......," Lynn said this, and suddenly heard a strange "whooshing" sound in the distance. The voice was familiar, and he hesitated for a moment, then suddenly remembered.

Almost at the same time, someone on the other side of the barricade shouted: "Bazooka! Enemy rocket artillery attack! Disperse and hide! ”

With the cover of the ruins, Lynn and the others were able to effectively avoid the direct fire of the Soviet troops attacking from the front, but for the curved shots, especially the meteor fire shower type attack weapons such as rocket artillery, staying in the ruins is probably almost sitting on the ground and waiting for death.

"Hurry up and pack up and leave!" Lynn made the first choice, he picked up his equipment and turned his head to look at the SS soldiers around him. I saw that many people ran to the west street in the rear, and next to several dilapidated buildings that were closely connected, an underground entrance that was not easy to find when viewed sideways was the destination of these soldiers.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

While beckoning his men to withdraw quickly, and at the same time reaching out to support Herwig, the artillery sergeant was as stubborn as his words and temperament, and he immediately walked forward in three steps and two steps, no less fast than Lynn, who was carrying a full set of night vision equipment. From the temporary shelter just now to the underground entrance, it looks like it is only thirty or forty meters, and it is too short to walk in the normal world, but at this time it has become a distance that directly determines life and death. In an instant, the rockets of the "Katyusha" roared like heavenly fire, and in the blink of an eye, the terrifying flames engulfed a large area around the barricades, the ground trembled, the houses shook, and small pieces of rubble slid up the ice under the impact of the violent air current.

Out of the instinct of survival, and even more so of the deep fear of the enemy's shelling, the soldiers ran forward one by one without Lynn's urging at this time. Nervous and hasty, Tenchmeier actually clumsily got rid of his third gun, and what made Lynn even more angry was that this guy even wanted to stop and pick up the weapon. So, with a flying leg kick, he kicked the young private's ass hard, and roared "hurry up" in his mouth, but at this time, the voice of the individual was completely suppressed by the coherent loud explosion...... Wolfrum, Brück, Breuer, Tanzer, Noah, and then Techmel survived a series of hard battles in front of them, and one by one the night soldiers rushed into the underground entrance. Lynn and Herwig didn't close the distance much, and once inside, Lynn caught a glimpse of a sign above the underground entrance that read "Welcome to the City of Shoes in Paris".

Some are familiar, some are dumb, it turns out that the commercial atmosphere of that era is not original. It seems that the prayer of "business prosperity" has always been received by God.

The steps were wide horizontally and a little narrow vertically, and Lynn stepped on a size 43 leather boot, ready for her ass to suffer, but someone reached out and pulled her.

Who could this man be if he wasn't Helvich?

After a very short interval, another violent explosion came like a tsunami outside, and Lynn had no time to speak, and hurried forward with Herwig. Since the entrance to the underground mall was much larger than a normal bomb shelter, sandbags and wooden square tables were piled up about a metre down the stairs to prevent the invasion of external shrapnel debris, leaving only an opening for a single person to carry their equipment through - after passing through, the two men invariably slowed down. There was no electricity, no light, and I couldn't see how much space it was, only that there were many pairs of eyes in front of me.

"Gordon! Ralph! Afraid of accidentally bumping into his companion, Lynn hurriedly called the names of the two subordinates.

"I'm here!" The voice came almost from in front of him, so close that Lynn was startled. Soon, the eyes adjusted to the surroundings slightly, after all, there was still some light coming in from the entrance. He saw Wolfrum standing sideways, stretching out his hand and dragging his arm, and whispered, "There's a place here!" ”

With the gun belt on her shoulder, Lynn took Herwig with her other hand, and the three of them walked in a friendly and intimate row like children in kindergarten. Taking a few steps inside, Lynn heard more breathing. Although he had seen all his soldiers enter the underground mall before, he still spared no effort to show brotherly care.

"Love!"

"I'm here!"

"Hmmm! Brewer! ”

"Here!"

"Okay, Marcos and Carl?"

"We're here!"

"Okay, Noah?"

"Here, sir!"

Without exception, these voices came from close proximity, that is, everyone gathered in the same corner.

Wolfrum let go of his hand, and then Lynn also let go of the hand that was holding Helvis, and moved it in close to Tanze, and said in a joking tone: "Hey, Carl, does your ass still hurt?" ”

The voice of the reply was soft, almost completely drowned out by the sound of explosions coming from outside: "Hmm...... It doesn't hurt, sir! ”

"Just two months ago, I used to be in the boots of my chief, do you know why?" Lynn said.

"Isn't it because you're not clever enough?" Titchmel asked timidly.

"Well, it's not clever enough, and it's not enough to value your own life!" Lynn enlightened, "On the battlefield, even a second of hesitation can be fatal!" I guess my commander kicked me in the ass because he didn't want me to lose my life because of some seemingly innocuous mistake. To this day, I am still very grateful to him! ”

The simple truth can be understood by Titchmel as soon as he hears it. After a moment of silence, he said, "I will be grateful to you, sir!" It's like you're grateful to your chief! ”

Hearing this, Lynn couldn't help but laugh. In the dark, only he knew that he was laughing, laughing in bitterness.

"And how is your chief doing?" Titchmel asked again.

This question poked Lynn to the bottom of his heart, he put away his smile, and then sighed: "I want to find him too, but ...... No news! ”

"My two brothers, my own brothers, also lost contact in the war!" Helwig chimed in, "Just the last two months! ”

"Poor man, may this terrible situation end soon!" Brewer's words don't sound inappropriate, but they are subtly changing the ordinary soldier: "When the war starts, become a soldier; The traditional concept of "stop the war, remove the armor".

Lynn weighed it in her heart and felt that it was time to beat the side drum, so she said in a medium volume: "Brothers, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, we must support each other like relatives and overcome difficulties side by side!" ”

"Well said sir!" Brewer hurriedly responded first.

Brück then said: "Yes, no matter how many difficulties lie ahead, we will not give up!" ”

"Don't worry, sir, we'll follow you wherever you go!" Tan Ze's words may not have a deeper meaning, but they are what makes Lynn the happiest.

After Lynn's enlightenment just now, Titchmel made a rare joke: "As long as the chief doesn't tell you to get out, I won't run away!" ”

Next, Noah expressed his strong support, but considering that the anti-tank infantryman had not been in the team for long, Lynn did not regard this as a statement of his conciliation, rather than a true declaration of loyalty.

Of all the people, Herwig was the only one who did not speak—the Wehrmacht and the SS were separated by a river.

Next, everyone did not speak again, but pricked up their ears and silently listened to the "storm" outside, although it was dark and stuffy in this underground shopping mall, at least there was a relatively safe place to stay, and the companions outside were difficult.

In his spare time, Lynn's first thought was to find a proper way to retreat, preferably away from the front before Germany announced its surrender, after all, not only would the German troops surrender to the Allies and Soviets in droves, but the British and American troops and Soviet officers and men would search the controlled areas for German officers who were trying to escape the punishment of the war - no doubt the SS officers and soldiers were also among them who had to be arrested. Just as he was thinking about this, he suddenly heard a loud and deafening noise from the entrance, and the air was filled with a choking smell of soot, very similar to the one that had almost suffocated in the abandoned building before. Lynn hurriedly pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, but was unsuspecting to hear someone shouting, "The entrance has collapsed!" We're stuck here! ”

It's a super sunny day!

Lynn was stunned for a moment, and immediately heard the soldiers around her ask their companions in voices full of panic and even despair, some shouting "is there another exit", others shouting "pick up the rocks and try", followed by a sound of screaming. After a while, someone shouted "I can't open it" and "there is no other exit", and the sound in the underground mall suddenly became noisy, and it sounded like hundreds of people were trapped here.

"Don't panic, everyone!" Someone tried to maintain order, but without seeing the faces and ranks, the soldiers did not buy it. Someone then lit a match and lit a lighter, only to be extinguished in an angry roar of "burning oxygen".

As for the theory of oxygen consumption, Lynn felt funny: compared to the breath of such a large number of people, a few matches and a few lighters are nothing, I really only know why I don't know. In this situation, reasoning was useless, and he called his soldiers to turn on the flashlights and shine them on himself, and the light in the darkness really attracted the attention of the soldiers.

"Soldiers, I'm Lynn of the 11th Night Task Force in Berlin. Listen to me a few words, Galgo! ”

According to the theory of the life-saving straw, these German soldiers who were suddenly trapped in the underground space suddenly fell silent, and there was only an extremely dull roar in their ears.

Lynn said with a sigh of relief, "I belong to the elite 'Vampire' Night Combat Commando, and I am sure some of you have heard this name. We received a long period of special training in the training camp located in the north, gained professional skills in dealing with various harsh conditions, and put them into practice on the battlefield several times. You don't have to panic, just do what I said, and make sure you can leave alive, but for now...... No one but me is allowed to speak, ask questions, do as I say! ”

Under the light of the flashlight, Lynn saw that there were indeed hundreds of soldiers gathered in this underground mall, and instantly had a residual thought: if these people could be as loyal as Tanze and Titchmel, what a great thing it would be!

(To be continued)