With experienced and trustworthy soldiers guarding her side, Lynn was able to stand on the door pedals and watch the battle ahead with binoculars. From the very beginning, the tank columns attacking from close to far showed accurate night fire, and the combat vehicles in the distance were frequently shot - although the T-34 and the Leopard tank had some similar silhouettes, looking at the direction in which they moved, it was almost certain that the Soviet tanks were being beaten.

The scene fell to the downside, but the Soviet tanks did not flinch, but followed the fire generated by the German tanks' fire. The shells were not far off, and the flames of the explosions were often flanked by yellow-green camouflage painted hulls. Such an artillery battle lasted several minutes, three tanks caught fire in the distance, and only one in the near distance. Considering that German tanks using gasoline engines are more likely to catch fire after being shot, and Soviet tanks using diesel engines are mostly burned by the explosion of ammunition in the vehicle, the proportion of battle losses between the two sides can be imagined.

With the roar of the engines still faintly in his ears, the sound of the guns died down, and Lynn was surprised and proud: compared to the Tiger and King Tiger with 88mm guns, the Leopard and their 75mm guns were slightly smaller in all indicators, but they were not at all lagging behind. With such a sharp bodyguard in front of him, his hope of breaking out of the Berlin encirclement has greatly increased! What is this called? It's better to come early than to come by chance, who allowed himself to run into such an armored force with bull coaxing?

As soon as Lynn was a little proud, he heard a low shout "There is an enemy", and his foot slipped down, and the inside of his left leg rubbed hard against the edge of the pedal, and the skin suddenly hurt hotly. However, this was not an injury at all on the battlefield, and he hurriedly suppressed his throat and asked, "Where is the enemy?" ”

"Sir! This way! ”

Brewer, who was squatting in front of the right side of the military barrel car, beckoned again and again, although the infrared night vision device was not used, but this guy's keen eyesight still made Lynn sincerely admire. Bending down and moving over, sure enough, some black shadows moved forward along the ruins of the buildings next to the road, and at the bend in front of them there was a large compound that looked like a factory, and its outer wall collapsed and cracked, and many black shadows entered the courtyard from this side, it seems that they took a shortcut to outflank the German armored convoy.

"It's broken!" Lynn exclaimed in a low voice, looking at the number of these black shadows, there were hundreds of people, and it was obviously not a spontaneous act of the Soviet infantry. If it was just a Soviet commander at the battalion or regimental level who was organizing an outflanking operation, it would not have trapped the German breakthrough force with more than 20 tanks, armored vehicles, and dozens of accompanying combat infantry, and it was afraid that all the nearby Soviet combat units would be recruited.

"What to do? Rush over? Brewer asked worriedly.

Lynn didn't have time to think about it, estimating that the distance from the factory was only about two hundred meters, so she quickly turned back to the barrel truck and instructed Noah, "Do you see the yard in front of you?" Shoot a rocket there, quick! ”

As always, Noah had no doubts or hesitations about Lynn's instructions, and when he loaded the rockets into the quiver, Lynn whispered, "Everyone get in the car, let's go around on the left." Whatever happens, we can only fire if we give us orders! ”

With that, Lynn himself returned to the driver's seat. In order to prevent the flames of the bazooka from hurting his companions when he was launched, Noah moved two steps to the side, picked up the bazooka with the front end facing up, took a rough aim, and said without turning his head: "Sir? ”

Lynn immediately started the car, and as soon as he heard the familiar and smooth roar of the engine, he shouted, "Shoot!" ”

The tail of the bazooka on Noah's shoulder suddenly erupted a puff of gray-white smoke, which was also wrapped in bright yellow flames - it weakened, and the spindle-shaped rocket flew out quickly, and a double blinding bright flame appeared on the tail of this rocket, and it flew faster and faster, and soon only that light was left in its sight. Everyone was looking up, but Noah quickly returned to the car, and Lynn did not hesitate, stepped on the accelerator to the left to turn the steering wheel, and left the road and drove into the ruins. There was a faintly recognizable alleyway, but the ruins made it impossible for the military barrel trucks to jump violently, and the expected deafening explosion was heard.

"Hey, Noah, it seems to be slightly off!" Brewer said somewhat inappropriately.

"It's okay, just give our troops a heads-up!" Lynn replied as she turned the wheel to the right and drove south along a small alley that was almost parallel to the main road. After a while, the front remembered the sound of artillery and machine guns, and the German armored unit that wanted to break through had already realized the "tails" behind it. As long as they are not taken lightly, the last four Leopard tanks will be enough to stop these Soviet infantry, who lack heavy weapons.

The military barrel trucks and every passenger are fighting against the bumpy road, and the distant sound of gunfire has also "awakened" from a brief hibernation, one after another, the sound of which is not thin, and the dilapidated neighborhood is also flickering with fire. In the blink of an eye, there were already many rising and diverging pillars of gunpowder in front of me.

"There are enemies!" Frederick exclaimed, and if it hadn't been for the nearby Wolfrum to stop him, he would have almost pulled the trigger and opened fire with his assault rifle. In fact, the Soviet infantry who were walking along the ruins were still thirty or forty meters apart.

Lynn freed his left hand and quickly took off his steel helmet: "Gordon, it's up to you!" ”

"Everyone, take off your helmet!" Wolfrum immediately beckoned, and after that, he shouted in pure Russian, which shocked most of his companions, and the Soviet infantrymen in the ruins heard that instead of turning their guns and firing in this direction, they sped up one by one. After walking a little further, Lynn turned into a road with not so many fragments, a Soviet car parked in front of it, and several soldiers standing next to it. Wolfrum shouted at them with a roaring rage, and the men quickly gave way to the side, except for the German-marked barrel wagons passing by, their eyes flashing with great confusion - but they still did not fire.

Traveling at nearly 40 kilometers per hour through the entire alley, Lynn skillfully turned left, crossed the last short distance, and finally returned to the main road, where the group of German tanks and armored vehicles were back in sight. It's just that unlike Lynn's playful smoothness, these German tanks are being violently blocked by Soviet troops, and there are three buildings on both sides of the street that have not yet completely collapsed, and a series of bullets are shooting from these buildings, forming a fairly dense layer up and down. This was not a direct threat to the tanks, but the German soldiers in half-tracked armored vehicles were miserable, and the open top compartment did not provide all-round protection at all. As far as Lynn could see, no one had yet gotten out of the vehicle to fight, and in order to prevent the enemy infantry from approaching the convoy, several non-command armored vehicles had been pulled to the flanks of the column, and the armored infantry was firing at the surrounding targets with machine guns or weapons carried with them through the firing holes in the walls of the compartments.

Seeing that the two Leopard tanks at the end of the armored convoy had turned their guns to the rear, Lynn was afraid of a misfire, so he did not speed up the pursuit, but followed far behind, and even so, one of the German tanks opened fire in this direction. Fortunately, the two sides were still about two kilometers apart, and Lynn turned to evade in time, so that it did not cause a tragedy of friendly cannibalism, but reminded himself that this unprotected military barrel car was better to stay away from those violent and fierce guys.

Temporarily entering the ruins to hide, Lynn got out of the car with a telescope. The German tanks at the front of the line were shelling the three buildings where Soviet fighters were stationed, and the flames of the explosions flashed frequently, and the 75 mm caliber long-barreled tank gun was a sharp can opener against armored vehicles, but it was a little weak against such a large building. The smoke from the artillery fire had not yet dissipated, and a series of bullets were fired a little far from the point where the shells landed, and these buildings were only tens or hundreds of meters away from the main road, which was the ideal commanding height for urban defense, and the Soviets must have paid a great price for seizing them from the Germans before.

Anyway, the Soviet soldiers did not have such effective individual anti-tank weapons as Bazooka or Iron Fist, and they did not carry anti-tank guns to high places, not to mention that such a breakthrough was not as good as conventional offensive operations, and the main force also needed to consider logistics and supply after rushing over. Only a few minutes later, most of the convoy passed by the side of the buildings, during which it appeared that only one half-track armored vehicle had suffered irreparable damage, so that when the survivors were transferred, it was ruthlessly pushed to the side of the road by the tanks behind.

Lynn adjusted the telescope and observed for a long time, but always felt that even the method of deception would not work here - Wolfrum would not have taken a megaphone and shouted "I am the Soviet Red Army" to tell the Soviet soldiers in those buildings not to open fire. So, he thought about making a detour, but the large part of the city was lifeless at night, and it seemed that there would be no road to safety anywhere, and he had to leave his fate to his intuition. When the German armored convoy had completely crossed the Soviet machine-gun and submachine gun interception line, Lynn hurried back to the car and beckoned the soldiers who had spread out of the cordon to come up. Start, move forward, turn, turn left at the street corner and enter a deep alley.

The carload was silent, but Wolfrum played the "double reed" at this time: one man talked to himself, changing his tone and tone from time to time, as if two or three people were talking to each other, speaking in a language that his companions did not understand. It has to be said that this trick saved these German soldiers a lot of trouble, because many Soviet soldiers can be seen in the ruins on both sides of the streets. In the dim environment, the unique appearance of the VW82 military barrel car is still relatively easy to identify, but the Soviet troops are on the offensive, and it is common to capture and use German vehicles, not to mention that this barrel car looks more strange because of the loss of the front cover, and besides, how would a normal person expect that a small group of enemies would dare to swagger through the market on their own territory? I vaguely heard that it was my own person talking, so I raised my gun and let him go.

After turning two blocks in succession, Lynn had successfully avoided the buildings where the Soviet troops were stationed, but only traveled several kilometers in the enemy-controlled area, and finally there was a Soviet sentry post in front of him, although there were no barbed wire racks and crossbars, but light and heavy machine guns were deployed on both sides, even if he could rush over with the unpreparedness of the Soviet sentries, he could be chased by their bullets. There was no other way, Lynn had to turn his head to Wolfrum and say, "My big star, take another gamble!" ”

Wofrum's face was expressionless, and when he saw that the car was already approaching the Soviet outpost, he shouted a few words with all his might, and the Soviet sentry, who had already stood up and waved, was stunned for a moment, and immediately stepped back, and then stood up and saluted - I don't know what he thought when he saw a group of guys who looked like enemies driving by, and he would seriously doubt that he was dazzled?

Afterwards Lynn asked him what he said at the time, and Wolfrum replied very calmly: "Get out of here, we are from the division staff, and we must not let a fascist leave Berlin!" ”

Lynn thought about it and felt that it should be the last sentence that played a role in the blinding of the key surname, as for Wolfrum, he didn't dare to say about his acting talent, but his adaptability was definitely first-class.

(To be continued)