From the early morning of the Soviet attack until dusk, listening to the gunfire, artillery, and explosions from the front line, Lynn tried to keep himself calm and calm, but he always hid anxiety and apprehension in his heart. He knew very well how ferocious the Soviet offensive was, the protracted artillery fire was like a fierce storm, the sharp tank clusters guided the brave and fearless infantry, and what was even more terrifying was that their attack was like a wave, wave after wave, so that the soldiers on the defending side were physically and mentally exhausted until they were exhausted.

When night finally fell, Lynn patiently buttoned every button and used her actions to relieve the tension of her subordinates. Then, silently, he carried the heavy battery box - according to the technical data given by the instructor, it could normally support the infantry to work for 180 to 200 minutes with the Vampire infrared searcher, but experience had taught Lynn that it could last up to two hours in such cold and wet conditions. The maximum effective distance of the searchlight and telescope sight can theoretically reach 120 to 150 meters, which is also greatly affected by the temperature and environment.

Turn on the knob and look at the scope for receiving infrared reflections, and the four soldiers under his command are all ready to go. Soldier Wolfrum took his previous mp44, this fellow remembered that his surname was a little worse, but his shooting skills were still impeccable, so he was responsible for the fire cover of the group; Graff, the disabled second soldier, is not very good in his left hand, but his right hand is still strong, so in addition to MP38, he also has a grenade bag with a double pocket on his body, and he is the "grenadier" of the group; The two "little shota", Private Tanze and Techmel, could not count on calm shooting or hand-to-hand combat, and Lynn told them to keep the detonator explosives they had gotten and follow the instructions to do so.

Turning off the infrared searchlight, Lynn led the soldiers out of the dilapidated and simple temporary hideout, and quickly walked through the city to the northern defensive line, and tonight there were two other five-man night combat teams - Lynn's suggestion to Captain Calleger, commander of the 4th "Night Assault Battle Group", was to use the night combat team that remained in half of Orningburg for night raid operations, which could not only play the technical role of night vision equipment, but also effectively relieve the pressure on the defenders. If all twenty groups were to remain on standby in the city, once the Soviets broke through the line and entered the city during the day, their actual combat use would probably be comparable to that of ordinary troops.

In Lynn's view, Calleger, who would turn 30 in two months, did not have the decisiveness of Bach, and hesitated to hesitate, and the SS captain looked ahead. On the one hand, the size of the city of Oranienburg was limited, and once the Soviets entered the city in the morning or morning, the defenders might not be able to hold out until the first night. On the other hand, the order from the higher authorities was to hold Fort Oranien, and the permission to fight back freely at night was not explicitly given. As a result, Kalegel made a decision of "I won't take the credit, and you will carry the black pot", and the commanders of each night battle group chose to attack or stay.

Lin En chose to attack without hesitation, partly from the overall situation, and partly out of the consideration of actual combat running-in.

Arriving at the German lines surrounding the city of Oranienburg, Lynn's purgatory-like familiarity unfolded before Lynn's eyes. It can be seen that although the Soviet army has not yet used real heavy artillery, a considerable number of ordinary howitzers and "Katyusha" rocket launchers have left a deep imprint of war here, and the T-34s and IS heavy tanks left on the German positions also reveal the resolute commitment of the Soviet army to the offensive - perhaps they are one step away from victory.

Asking a disgraced SS ensign about the Soviet deployments they had observed during the day, as well as the mines-laying and outposts by the defenders, Lynn asked him to send soldiers into battle, a constant way for the "vampire" commandos to compensate for the lack of personnel. Although the second lieutenant expressed his willingness to fully support the night counterattack against the Soviet army, the fierce fighting that followed caused huge casualties to his troops, and the remnants of the defense of the existing positions were still unsustainable, so how could they still send soldiers to participate in the counterattack?

There was no formal battle order, and there was no overpowering of the other party's rank, and Lynn silently accepted this reality. Fortunately, the sky was not clear, and the environment without moonlight and starlight was more suitable for night combat, and the second lieutenant also sent his own signal corps to guide them through the minefield of the frontal battlefield. After groping his way through the darkness of the battlefield for four or five kilometers, Lynn used infrared equipment to observe his surroundings at a frequency of five minutes and half a minute at a time, and four soldiers followed closely behind him - such a formation was enough for a shuttle of machine gun bullets, but the technical superiority allowed them to seize the initiative.

When the outline of a living person appeared for the first time in the infrared telescopic sight, Lynn quickly raised his right hand and instructed his subordinates to stop moving forward with such a cool gesture.

It was still several kilometers away from the Soviet guard position with the searchlights on, and according to the SS second lieutenant earlier, the defenders' outpost was not so far away, and Lynn quickly judged that it was a Soviet outpost. It would have been easy to take out this guy with a pistol equipped with a silencer, but the manufacturing technology of silencers in this era was not yet developed, and the fine workmanship led to low production, and by the end of the war, Germany's military resources were concentrated to produce those higher-priority equipment, so that silencers and pistols were not on the list of weapons distribution at all in the formation of night battle groups. So, there were only two paths in front of Lynn: bypass, or blade.

If he was fighting alone, there was a good chance that Lynn would choose the former. Now that he has become a commander, although at the lowest level, in this case, he did not hesitate to choose the latter.

Leaving the soldiers in place and waiting, Lynn bent her legs and pouted her hips, similar to the crouching position in CS, slowly and lightly around the side of the target. A distance of only fifty or sixty meters, he walked patiently for more than three minutes. The closer you get to the target, the more you dare not take a breath, for fear of accidentally disturbing the other party. Ten meters, five meters, three meters, the figure in the infrared telescope sight still did not move, Lynn looked away from the sight, and the naked eye only saw a slightly raised mound in front of him - if it weren't for the infrared equipment, even if he passed by at night, I am afraid that he would not have noticed his existence!

Holding the handguard in his left hand, he placed the assault rifle with an infrared searchlight and scope on the left side of his waist, and with his right hand, he pulled the dagger from behind his back very gently. Sharp and durable, this multi-purpose knife for the "Vampire" commando team has the delicate appearance of a work of art, and must have been a rare collector's item after the war, and it is no longer on the distribution list for this hastily formed night battle group.

had the previous embarrassing experience of "killing chickens", Lynn later pondered it carefully, and asked the old commandos for practical experience and skills. This time, he moved to the hidden position of the secret sentry, touched the corner of the camouflage net, and pulled it up violently, and the Soviet soldiers under him were completely unprepared, and subconsciously turned their heads sideways, in shock, as if they had not woken up from a nightmare, desperately trying to scream but unable to pronounce a syllable.

Without any extra thoughts, Lynn lunged forward with ease, discarding the gun with her left hand and holding down the opponent's head quickly and accurately, cutting the throat of the hapless Soviet soldier before he could make any resistance. And that's not all, Lynn raised the dagger in her right hand and stabbed the guy in the chest - the ferocity of the action was almost as ferocious as that of a pig killer. The Maozi soldier was not yet lying flat, so the tip of the knife was slanted towards the heart, until the blade was blocked by the ribs and could not go deeper, and Lynn quickly pulled out the dagger and stabbed him a second time.

In this process, Mao Zibing has been struggling, but his posture is really not conducive to the movement of his hands and feet, not to mention that Lynn also weighs on him with the weight of his whole body.

Three stabs killed, Lynn feels like she has become a cold-blooded monster who kills people without blinking.

Stretched out his hand to wipe his face, picked up the assault rifle, turned on the infrared night vision device to observe the surrounding situation, and saw that the four soldiers under his command were still honestly squatting in the distance, so he roughly checked the Soviet secret sentry and found a "** sand" submachine gun, two drums, a flare gun, and a box of signal flares, as for personal belongings or something, he did not move.

Touching back and calling the four of them, Lynn asked Titchmel to discard the Mauser rifle and teach the trick of using the "** sand" on the spot - for a big boy who still didn't dare to shoot, there may be no essential difference between the two firearms, but the same shooting with the eyes closed, the burst of submachine guns at least has the possibility of hitting the enemy.

(To be continued)