Wrapped in a large group of soldiers, Lynn didn't even have a chance to shoot, thanks to the fact that he also had companions in front of him. At this moment, he finally experienced what it means to be "unstoppable".

Having finally evacuated the abandoned building, the dust particles floating in the air were greatly reduced, he gasped heavily, and almost unconsciously looked back, and suddenly saw six of his subordinates, Wofrum, Brück, Tanzer, Titchmel, and Noah, looking at him one by one—their eyes full of panic and helplessness, still waiting for him to give orders. Lynn's chaotic mind suddenly became sober.

I am the commander, the spiritual leader of these brothers, and as long as I am here, they will not become the "lonely souls" of this masterless battlefield!

"Brothers!"

Lynn roared with all her might.

All six pairs of eyes were fixed on the same person, and the pace of retreat slowed.

Retreating straight away was not necessarily the wisest option, as enemy tanks and infantry would inevitably fire the exposed German soldiers with a barrage of bullets. Lynn looked left and right, and after a period of fierce fighting, the fortifications around the barricade were under Soviet fire, and only the flak88 with its four-legged plate was still fighting among the two anti-tank guns. At a distance of more than ten meters, he saw that there were three gunners behind the huge cannon shield, one carrying the shells, one opening the bolt, and the other hand-controlling the longitudinal turntable, and the thick and straight barrel was slowly turning to the abandoned building.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Lynn made a judgment—a judgment that left no room for regret. Shouting "follow me", he took a step towards flak88.

It was about twenty meters to retreat to a temporary shelter in the back, only a little farther than to the gun emplacement, but the six SS soldiers followed Lynn without hesitation, regardless of the reason or concern.

Crossing this distance at a sprint speed, Lynn dodged sideways into the artillery wall made of sandbags, behind which there were already five or six corpses, and at most there were only Mauser 98ks by their side, and it seemed that they should have been the gunners who had died in the early stage.

Leaning on the sandbag and picking up the submachine gun, sure enough, I saw the Soviet infantry rushing out of the abandoned building, and these guys saw that most of the retreating German troops were in front, and immediately picked up the submachine gun and fired fiercely, and at this time the gunfire in the building did not completely subside. Seeing that all his soldiers had withdrawn into the gun emplacement, Lynn did not hesitate to pull the trigger, and in a continuous firing state, five or six bullets were fired in a very short time. Before the Soviet soldiers who only saw the "good meal" in front of them could take care of the artillery position, they were immediately killed by Lynn, and Vofrum and Brück were relatively quick to react, and they also opened fire. By the time Lynn fired the second bullet, the first seven or eight Soviet soldiers who rushed out of the abandoned building were no longer standing.

However, Lynn and the others didn't have time to catch their breath when they saw a gray-painted iron guy rushing out of the thin smoke and dust in the abandoned building, followed by the second group of more than a dozen Soviet infantrymen!

said that it was too late, and then it was fast, and the 88-millimeter cannon beside him roared in shock. Lynn didn't have time to blink an eye when the Soviet T-34 that rushed out of the abandoned building was hit by a direct shell, and at a distance of less than twenty meters, the shell with huge kinetic energy almost hit its advancing habitual name. Different from the hollow charge armor-piercing shells of infantry anti-tank rocket launchers, the German heavy anti-tank artillery mainly used more mature cap-piercing shells and tungsten armor-piercing shells in the later stage of the war (the latter is more effective, but the manufacturing cost and dependence on rare metals restrict the large-scale use on the battlefield, while cap-piercing shells have no such concerns). The T-34 immediately had a black bullet hole in the front of the turret side, and the Soviet infantrymen on its side were swept down several times by the fragments from the cap part. Lynn was a little stunned, so that his low mood did not instinctively rebound, until the veteran Wolfrum roared "yes", and he realized that the Soviet tank, which had been menacing a few seconds ago, had been killed in an instant.

The T-34 was cushioned for nearly a meter and then stopped on the spot, and the muzzle of the gun also drooped, but there were several Soviet infantry on the other side of it, these battle-hardened soldiers did not panic to run out to die, some of them relied on the tank body to fire at the German FLAK 88 gun position, and some seemed to climb on the body to help the possible surviving crew members, but at this moment the German soldiers who retreated from the front also opened fire from the new temporary position. With the roar of MG-42, a series of bullets swept in, and several more Soviet soldiers fell. At this time, three German soldiers were withdrawn from the abandoned building, although they were extremely panicked, but they also relied on their fighting instincts to give the Soviet infantry a few rounds of bullets, completely ending these fastest Russian "birds".

The threat in sight was temporarily lifted, but the rapidly changing battlefield was still full of crises, and the enemy's tanks could not be beaten one by one honestly, not to mention that the Soviet troops in front of the barricades did not stop their efforts to attack. Lynn turned her head to look at the three men in the gun position as she shifted her assault rifle back to the point firing gear. They continued to follow the previous division of labor, one to remove the shells from the wooden ammunition box, one to open the bolt and withdraw the shell case, and the other to adjust the muzzle by turning the gun shaft wheel - after more than ten meters and nervousness, Lynn only then realized that the gunner was the sergeant who had pulled himself when he drilled out of the manhole cover in the morning. The stains on his face could not hide his youth and vigor, and the blood flowing along his right sideburns and cheeks added to the heroic and resolute atmosphere.

Thinking that with the "lessons from the past", the Soviet tanks that rushed through the abandoned building might not be so easy to deal with, Lynn suddenly had an idea and shouted to the gunner: "Turn up the muzzle of the gun and blow up the porch!" ”

At the first shout, the young and heroic sergeant did not realize that the SS non-commissioned officer was talking to himself—his hearing was affected by the long stay in the cannon position. When Lynn shouted a second voice in a hurry, almost even the Soviet soldiers in the abandoned building opposite could hear it, the army sergeant turned his head blankly, and for a moment, epiphany, he quickly turned the steel roulette, and the muzzle of the gun slowly rose.

I hated that the manual mode wasn't fast enough, but Lynn couldn't help at all. Weighing the distance, the three Wehrmacht soldiers who had just withdrawn from the abandoned building ran to Lynn's side. This annular gun emplacement is roughly divided into two layers, and although it can theoretically accommodate ten gunners and several combat soldiers, when there are actually a dozen people crammed inside, people can't help but worry about the terrible damage caused by a single shell.

With the dull rumble of the engine and the screeching friction of the tracks as they rolled, the second T-34 finally came out of the undulating rubble on the ground floor of the abandoned building, not only followed by a number of Soviet infantry on the side, but also squatted on the car behind the turret with two people holding "** sand", and the way this Soviet tank appeared was also very good, the first half of the tank rushed out of the smoke and dust, and the front of the turret together with the muzzle had already turned to Lynn's side, and without waiting for FLAK88 to speak, The fatal 85mm tank gun made a "thump" thump. In an instant, at least half of the German soldiers on the gun emplacements were stunned. But perhaps saved by the broken steps in front of the abandoned building, or perhaps disturbed by the Soviet gunner's eagerness, this cannon was as incredible as a professional footballer knocking the ball away in a small penalty area, and the shell actually went over the heads of the German soldiers and fell far more than 30 meters away.

The opponent made an unexpected mistake, Lin Enke was really shocked into a cold sweat, thinking that although he learned a little bit in the "Vampire" commando training camp, the battle in front of him was still not a good mixture. So, while calmly killing the Soviet infantry that accompanied the tank attack, he prayed that the handsome German gunner behind him would be able to calm down and shoot at the gun, but he couldn't help but have some hidden worries in his heart: this old man must not be out of proportion, so much so that at this juncture he even rolled down the muzzle of the gun and directly bombarded the Soviet tank -- if this is the case, it is equivalent to the "butter hand" of the goalkeeper on the field, and he is willing to take the surname of this cadre.

Four shots hit three Soviet infantrymen, and Lynn was almost hit by a bullet from the opposing side, and Lynn finally heard the roar of the 88mm cannon again in prayer. Without looking up, he saw that the cannonball had hit the porch between the first and second floors of the abandoned building, and this huge piece of cement had been erected between two crumbling square pillars, and it fell directly after being hit by the cannonball, and even the two square pillars more than three meters high collapsed inward. One of them collapsed completely, and the other fell halfway diagonally, blocking the space that the two previous T-34s had rushed out of.

Although this could only temporarily slow down the speed of Soviet tanks and combat vehicles rushing out of the abandoned building, Lynn was still relieved and immediately shouted: "Noah! ”

The Soviet tanks rushed out of the abandoned building one after another, and the specially trained anti-tank shooters had already carried the 88-mm infantry anti-tank rocket launcher on their shoulders, and only waited for Lynn's order, without even a moment's hesitation, he directly fired rockets at the Soviet tanks more than 20 meters away!

Seeing the spindle-like weapon dragging the bright tail flame and gray tail smoke flying towards the T-34, Lynn's heart jumped with joy, and the hands holding the assault rifle trembled slightly, although this directly led to the next bullet hitting the unknown, but it had no effect on the situation - the rocket immediately hit the junction between the turret and the body of the Soviet tank, which is also one of the more lethal of the tank's five major weaknesses. The debris from the explosion immediately caused heavy casualties to the accompanying Soviet infantry, and once the tanks they were covering were incapacitated, the fate of these infantry would be very bleak when the enemy positions were in close proximity.

"Well done! Noah! Well done! ”

Lynn's praise burst out like a suppressed emotion, and the more he experienced the bitter battle, the more he felt that the battlefield was a place for extreme interpretation, and silence would only lead to greater depression and even collapse, and catharsis and outbursts were more suitable for normal people to decompress.

"Hey!" Noah grinned wryly, "Sir, the last shot!" ”

"It's okay, Noah, well done!" Lynn immediately shouted reassurance-she didn't know that this was the last rocket, and she was always thinking about how much ammunition her men had left. He turned his head sideways, his gaze swept over each of his subordinates, and in the battle just now, whether they were brilliant or not, their performance was as good as his expectations, which also gave him more confidence in the next path.

(To be continued)