The same looted Soviet vehicles, the same rugged fields, the same rear-end shells, how could such a scene not remind Lynn of his first night raid and the tall officer who unfortunately died in battle? Looking back, I was so ignorant at the beginning, full of longing to participate in the dangerous battle of nine deaths, and almost did heroic and fearless things with full of blood - the surname Ge is destined, isn't it still crazy today?

Since discovering that his robe was killed and the rocket artillery vehicle was robbed, the T-34, which looked like a "one-eyed dragon", began to shell tirelessly, but fortunately, its headlights did not have the power of searchlights, and could only provide guidance to the gunner in a limited area, because most of the shells were far away, and even the shrapnel was not close to each other. In this way, a mere T-34 seems to be not a problem, but Lynn's ass is after all a "Katyusha" that makes German officers and soldiers creepy, and the car is loaded with 16 powerful 132mm rockets. Once hit by artillery fire, it is feared that none of the people in the car will leave alive.

There is a way that life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, familiar with the work of this truck, Lynn put up the gear, free his right hand to take out a cigarette from his pocket. Good things are naturally shared with everyone, but it is precisely because of "more monks and less porridge" that he has rarely smoked since he became the commander of the night battle team. At this point, I will take one in my mouth and transfer the rest to Wolfrum.

The veteran is worthy of being a veteran, and knowing that it is difficult for Lynn to light a cigarette in this state, he struck a match and lit his own, and then replaced the one in Lynn's mouth.

The strong smell of cigarette smoke immediately lifted Lynn's spirits, and he glanced through the reflector, the tank's off-road ability was naturally stronger than that of ordinary cars, but the T-34 did not dare to go too far from his own position. Thinking that it was not in command of a tank, it was not so convenient to communicate with the higher command, so it had not yet been authorized to pursue alone, but only bombarded with high-explosive grenades from a distance.

"Bye-bye!"

Lynn relaxed herself and teased the Russian tank in her heart, from the beginning to the present, the fierce artillery fire in the rear of the Soviet army has not stopped, and it has been more than half an hour. Lynn had to admire the powerful firepower of the Soviet troops at the end of the war, and thinking about the days he had spent in the front-line trenches, he finally understood how the iron will of the German [***] team was exhausted - no matter how good the combat fortifications, no matter how exquisite the defensive setups, it was difficult to withstand such ferocious destruction, let alone people?

After a few more minutes, the lights of the Soviet tanks were finally no longer visible in the rearview mirror, and the shells no longer seemed to be chasing the rear. Lynn calmed down, thinking that he should drive this "Katyusha" rocket launcher back to his position. Causing a sensation is secondary, the key is that such a tiger tooth extraction should be able to win real honors and rewards for himself and his brothers, and it will not be in vain for everyone's efforts to live and die.

Before the good day came, Lynn suddenly felt the truck go down, and secretly said "Oops" in his heart. With the engine still running, the truck came to a halt, and the cab was tilted heavily on the left and high on the right. Lynn poked out the window and looked down, and oh, the wheels were in a big pit again!

The reason why I say "again" is because it was also trapped once before, and this was when Lynn and the others seized the opportunity to boldly seize the car. Although the wheels of the pit were replaced this time, no matter how Lynn stepped on the accelerator or reversed the car, the engine was hoarse again, and the truck was still an iron bull on the mudflats, not moving. You must know that the general-purpose truck provided by the Yankees is a 6x6 configuration, and the off-road ability is much more fierce than that of the Soviet-made Gaske!

Lynn had no choice but to get out of the car, the mud puddle must have been caused by a medium-caliber shell, so much so that most of the wheels were sunk into it. However, a single mud puddle was not enough to trap the six-wheel-drive truck, and he circled the truck. After the rain soaked, the soil in this field became very soft, and it was easy for people to sink their feet when they stepped on it, let alone a six-[***] truck weighing several tons.

The exact weight of the "Katyusha" Lynn is unknown, and the other five tires have also "gouged" holes in the muddy ground due to the gear and reverse just now. According to common sense, if you don't want to give up on this "Katyusha", you have to put something under the wheels that can increase friction, such as wood and stones, and at the same time reduce the load on the carriage as much as possible.

Lynn looked around with her hands on her hips, where to find wood and rocks now?

Wolfrum walked up to Lynn with a cigarette that had only been extinguished halfway through his cigarette, looked at the wheels stuck in the mud puddle and said, "Sir, will you drive a Soviet car, and you will use a Soviet cannon?" ”

"What do you mean?" Lynn's words are familiar.

Usually speaking, Wolfrum is the kind of person who goes straight, and this time is no exception: "Those rockets add up to almost a ton, if you launch them, you can not only teach the Soviets some lessons, but also reduce the weight of the truck!" ”

The idea is good, but the training ground of the "Vampire" commando does not have this kind of Soviet-made rocket artillery, and there is no relevant explanation for it, the only thing that can be used for reference is the German-made SDKFZ4 self-propelled rocket artillery vehicle - it combines a half-track armored vehicle with a six-pack 150mm rocket launcher, and the surname can be quite good, but unfortunately the number of manufacturing is too small, and its role on the battlefield is very limited.

"Okay, I'll try, you take Anton and Carl to find something to put under the wheels. Marcos, follow me! ”

After a brief division of labor, Lynn led Private Tanze to the rear of the rocket artillery car. The construction of the "Katyusha" is simple, that is, a rocket launcher track is installed on the chassis of a truck. It was clear that the Soviets intended to fire at the Germans as soon as they entered the firing position, and the position was only two kilometers from the firing position, so they had already loaded the rockets on the orbital racks before they set off, so that the eight double-decked steel rails looked like boxes full of matches. However, Lynn drove it for at least five or six kilometers from the beginning of the seizure, and was lucky enough not to bump them off the way.

Like the German SDKFZ4, the Katyusha adjusts the angle and position of the launch frame by hand, and all the control wheels are located at the back of the cab - in the seats of the four loaders. One after another, Lynn and Tanze quickly figured out the essentials, and the steel rails began to rise upwards, and at this moment, an extremely dazzling fire suddenly jumped in the distance behind the left, and then came a strange sound like a giant playing an organ.

Lynn didn't have to guess to know that it was a Soviet rocket salvo.

If it weren't for his own sideways, this "Katyusha" would have been in the shelling sequence, so many rocket artillery vehicles would have to pour hundreds or thousands of rockets into the German positions at one time, and the firepower output was equivalent to a traditional artillery army, what a terrible force!

"Quick, turn the wheel!" Lynn called out to the somewhat stunned private, and the two of them worked together to rotate the launch guide clockwise along the entire circular chassis, and finally aimed at the position where the rocket salvo had just been completed - just at a staggered angle to the wheelhouse, saving the fear of destroying the wheelhouse with the tail flame.

Fiddling with these, Tanze asked a question that made Lynn very depressed: "Sir, can these rockets hit the Soviet artillery positions?" ”

The maximum firing range of the BM-13 rocket launcher is eight and a half kilometers, which is said to be completely able to cover the Soviet "Katyusha" firing position, but at this moment the light is blind, and Lynn can't even see the scale on the turntable, let alone professional artillery parameters. Therefore, he could only vaguely reply: "Try it!" ”

Wolfrum was not ambiguous, he removed the seat cushions, backrest, and partitions from the cab and put them under the tires, and Graf and Titchmel found some branches and rocks nearby, which seemed to be less than nothing.

Although he was going to sit on an empty shelf and drive, Lynn didn't look the slightest bit annoyed, and let the Soviet shells fly one after another overhead, and he said aloud and bitterly: "Okay, everyone, stand back a little and enjoy the best fireworks show of this century!" ”

In less than ten seconds, the "Katyusha" can complete a salvo, much faster than people can do that job. Watching the rockets fly out without pulling out, Lynn's mood is extremely happy, this is called "giving back to the other in the other way"!

It's like the scene of fireworks, and the white smoke around the truck is so strong that it chokes on the nose. Such a large movement must have been observed on the side of the Soviet position, and presumably the information will soon be transmitted to the artillery - it is completely reasonable to free up a few guns to clean up the "traitors". Lynn calmly greeted, "Brothers, get in the car and go!" ”

The sound of explosions coming from the direction of the Soviet position was like a firecracker to welcome the spring, and everyone was in good spirits even when they were running. It didn't seem to matter at all who the driver was, and the GMC-made GMC gasoline engine roared freely. Lynn confidently stepped on the accelerator and the truck moved obediently - although it was a little difficult at first, once the left front wheel left the crater, Lynn quickly spun the steering wheel to smoothly navigate the crater, and then put on the accelerator gear to quickly flee before the Soviet artillery fire arrived.

(To be continued)