Boom! Boom!

Two explosions followed with a blast that slammed into the soldiers' ear holes and their connected minds, and the grenade thrower crouched at the bottom of the filthy sewer, while the "sick cat" next to him suddenly showed an extremely sensitive posture. A significant part of the splash from the explosion was still flying in the air, so he bent down and rushed to the fork in front of him, grabbed his assault rifle and swept it clockwise from left to right, and pulled the trigger when he turned about 120 degrees in place.

The muzzle jumped, the cartridge casings were thrown, and three bullets in quick succession were fired at the same location. Immediately afterward, the "sick cat" continued to turn, and it was not until the 180 scan was completed that he quickly squatted, landed on his knees, and smashed the flowing sewage.

It wasn't until Wolfrum hurried over to examine the body that Lynn turned her upper body and used her infrared night vision device to scan the sewer spur lines around the fork in the road again.

Hurried footsteps sounded behind him, and in a moment, Brück and the others also came to the fork.

With memory and judgment of direction, Lynn led the way to the sewer directly ahead. By this time, Wolfrum had already turned on his flashlight to examine the remains of the enemy, and he whispered: "It's a Russian veteran who had been wounded earlier!" ”

Lynn, seemingly indifferent, was concerned by the fact that this meant that Soviet combat units had cleared the nearby sewers, and if nothing happened, their fighters were still searching the sewers for the remnants of German officers and soldiers, and trying to open a new offensive path to echo the advancing friendly forces on the ground.

In this way, there is another element of uncertainty about the return of the sewers to the area under their control.

"Hey, Love, how's your injury?"

When the team had safely crossed the fork, Lynn turned around and asked with concern. This little encounter was finally thrilling, and it also got rid of the evil idea that there must be losses in every battle.

Brück replied nonchalantly, "Oh, it's all right, there's a cut on the face, and there's not much blood!" ”

Lynn wanted to make a joke, but he heard a faint strange noise in front of him, and when he was nervous and highly concentrated, he already had a kind of fatigue from continuous combat - but after all, this was not as good as the work of an office building, and when he was confused, he could take the opportunity to take a breath from the toilet, and he did not hesitate to turn on the night vision goggles, and the monochrome color in the scope was still gray for the time being.

Giggle...... This is the mp38/40 submachine gun shooting, Lynn felt that there was no way back, so he held the idea of helping the robe and seizing the opportunity to move forward quickly, but the gunfire sounded very close, but the distance to the next fork was much farther than estimated, and finally saw a red yellow fire flashing in front of him, Lynn shouted in a low voice: "Love and Carl stay, the rest of the people follow me, Noah is ready to provide strong fire support at any time!" ”

In this extremely limited space sewer, the anti-tank rocket launcher is undoubtedly a powerful killer, unless it can hide in the fork in time, otherwise once it is targeted, it may be a dead end to let the divine power protect the body!

Affected by the atmosphere of battle, when a figure appeared in front of him, Lynn almost pulled the trigger on the guy's head, but fortunately he opened his left eye and glanced at it, and the clear outline of the steel helmet along the big ears saved the lucky man from being accidentally shot by his own people.

The soldier was seen coming backwards, with a submachine gun in his hand but not firing. In an instant, a series of dark red points of light swept on the curved wall on the side, narrowly hanging up this guy. More than twenty meters away, Lynn shouted, "Hey, man, go this way!" ”

The man swerved, slipped on his feet, and fell awkwardly, and then another big ear retreated along the steel helmet, and he apparently heard Lynn's shout, and quickly turned and retreated into the sewer here, turning his head and shouting, "Give me a grenade!" ”

There were no grenades, and Lynn reluctantly slowed down, ready to fire at the enemy who came into sight, but then he saw the soldier who had fallen earlier being hit by the enemy's bullet as he struggled to get up. He screamed in agony, collapsed and never got up.

The soldiers who retreated turned their heads and saw the violent death of their comrades, and neither called his name bitterly, nor rushed out to avenge him in grief and indignation, as if two people who knew each other were only helpless about the war, pity for their compatriots, and hatred for the enemy. Immediately afterward, he tirelessly shouted a second time: "Give me a grenade!" ”

It was not a rational choice to rush directly to the fork to hold on, Lynn slowed down more than ten meters away from the fork, and the fierce bullets made him feel that the attacking Soviet soldiers were about to appear at any time, so he held an assault rifle and shouted at the German soldier: "No more grenades!" Come here! ”

Immediately afterward, a third figure appeared at the fork, but unlike the two German soldiers in front of him, he was running forward, and if he hadn't seen this guy also wearing a steel helmet with big ears, Lynn might have shot him as a reckless Soviet soldier. However, although this guy ran with all his might, he still couldn't dodge the bullet in the end. Before turning into the sewer, he was shot in the shoulder and fell in pain screaming.

"Damn it!"

The angry roar of the German soldier in front of him did not know whether it corresponded to Lynn's "no grenades" or the unfortunate last-minute wound of this companion, he finally abandoned his position against the wall, bent down and rushed to his companion, and dragged him to Lynn's side with his belt. The injured guy immediately screamed, and when they got closer, Lynn immediately gave up his good blocking position to help. The two of them worked together to drag the wounded much faster, and Lynn, carrying a gun in his right hand and dragging a man in his left, turned his head and looked back as he walked, and he soon saw the fourth and last German soldier. The man retreated, while shooting with a submachine gun, and saw that it only took one side step to retreat into this side of the sewer, but it was as if he had suddenly broken dancing, and his body twitched and swayed strangely, and all the strength of his body seemed to be drained in such an instant, he staggered and took another step back, bent his legs forward, leaned slightly, and knelt on the ground, trying to raise the submachine gun again, but he was hit by more bullets one after another, and finally staggered backwards. If this scene had already made Lynn feel deeply shocked, then then, when the extremely dazzling bright yellow light swept like the most violent hurricane, swallowing the remains of the fallen German soldiers in an instant, swallowing up all the darkness in the fork space, and even violently stabbing his eyes, his shock was even more incomprehensible!

Under the light of this hellish flame, Lynn clearly saw the subordinates who had "disappeared" for a long time, Wolfrum, Noah, Tanze, Brewer and other cadres each put on a fighting posture, but they were also stunned by the scene in front of them one by one, as if what they saw was not some kind of weapon of human beings, but a great demon who could destroy everything came to the world!

"The flamethrowers of the Russians! Damn it! ”

The German soldiers, who were dragging their companions, spoke, and there was no resentment and despair in their tones, but not as surprised and frightened as Lynn and his men. Obviously, he had seen this kind of terrible scene of flames pouring in before—in fact, the use of flamethrowers by attackers had long been commonplace in positional battles, but it was only in this low and narrow sewer that its power was amplified like the sound of gunfire and explosions, and the darkness of the environment added a strong visual impact to make it seem so majestic and invincible.

The sewer ahead was still unimpeded, and the flames rushed straight away, not deflecting at the fork, and not posing a direct threat to Lynn and the others. Soon, the panic of the soldiers subsided, and Lynn continued to work with her companions to drag the wounded soldier backwards, and the sound of gunfire refilled the auditory space. Suddenly, Wofrum could only hear Wofrum shouting "Be careful of grenades", and everyone quickly fell to their stomachs as they retreated.

Boom!

The explosion was violent, and the soldiers of the 11th Night Task Force in Berlin had already experienced it twice a dozen minutes before, and they were able to handle this situation with composure. When the aftermath of the explosion wore off, Lynn asked Titchmel to take over to help get the wounded down, and quickly turned around with his gun. The sight returned to its previous darkness, and in the infrared telescopic sight, a bright outline suddenly flashed in the bleak environment.

Smack...... Smack...... Smack...... At least two MP44 assault rifles rang out in quick succession, and Lynn felt the quickest to react, but whether it was so important or not didn't matter, the first Soviet soldier to rush out fell several bullets in a row, and the one who came out next with the cat's waist had the same fate. The Soviets still did not seem to realize that their opponents had changed, and there were still two soldiers rushing out, but neither the sprinting with flying steps nor the prostrate prostrate images could escape the precise hunting of the German night soldiers.

In order to prevent the Soviets from throwing out the grenade again, Lynn opened fire while beckoning his companions to slowly retreat. The Soviet soldiers in the back finally sensed that something was wrong, and they stopped sending them to death in vain, but this time they did not throw grenades again. After about ten seconds, a faint fire appeared on the fork, and Lynn predicted it and hurriedly called: "Noah, boom them!" ”

In this contest of speed, the Soviet soldiers on the line had an indisputable advantage, and the blazing flames rushed diagonally into the sewers on this side, and it rushed deep through the reflection of the curved walls - filling the entire cross-sectional space of the sewers in the process of divergence, that is, whether they were curled up in the corners, or attached to the upper part or prostrate on the lower part, there was no way to avoid the flames, and the effective range of the flamethrower was immeasurable in this relatively closed space. Lynn and the others hurriedly turned around and ran back, but this time, they saw Noah crouching firmly in place, already carrying the 88mm anti-tank rocket launcher that the German soldiers called "tank killers" on his shoulders. Through the observation holes in the small shield, you can see that the bright colors in the light brown eyes are rapidly expanding...... As he passed by Noah, Lynn turned his head with great curiosity and longing, and the anti-tank infantryman was transformed into a terracotta warrior, completely indifferent to the flames that were rolling in his face. However, although the fire was extremely ferocious, when it reached the end of its range, it lost its light in the blink of an eye, leaving only the smell of residual smoke and the unusually warm air. Noah was waiting for this time, he steadily pulled the trigger to launch, and the flames produced by the rocket jets were also bright and dazzling, but had a completely different meaning. The powerful rockets flew towards the fork in a long and thick tail of smoke, and the speed was not inferior to the spray of flames!

There are so few recommended tickets recently.,Brothers.,Did you all go to see the d post.。 Be kind, just watch it, remember to come back and smash the ticket!! Hey, hey, hey!

(To be continued)