By the time Lynn had slid away from the collapsed building, a flare rose into the air, and it quickly glowed overhead, but it was far brighter than the usual cannonballs, presumably small flares fired from flare guns. The area around the street entrance was lit up again, but it was confined to a fairly small area, and the flares were no match for searchlights—in view of this, Lynn wasted no time in gathering her own battle group and leading the way, with Wolfrum protecting Eva, and Techmel following closely behind Tanze, Breuer, and the others, and immediately retreated from the previous firing position while the Soviets were still focused on the German breakout force in front of the street. As soon as the flare is extinguished, he will lead this small group of people to cross the road directly!

There are no red lights, no zebra crossings, and no traffic shuttling around. Lynn wore an M42 steel helmet, wearing a seemingly fluffy but light and flexible "pea combat suit", carrying an assault rifle in her right hand, and constantly beckoning the soldiers behind her to follow up, fully demonstrating the ability and composure that a squad commander should have. After him, Graf, Eva, Wolfrum, Techmel, Tanze, and Chimmermann and Willegel, all of whom crossed the silent but dangerous road in different ways, were now only Breuer in the Queen's Palace.

Lynn turned to answer, and Brewer's form in the infrared night vision device reminded him of Quasimodo, the bell-ringer in Notre Dame. He wasn't tall in the first place, he looked weird when he bent over and ran, and he had to stop and watch with night vision devices every time he walked.

The people behind the palace should indeed be more cautious, but at this time, Lynn could faintly hear the squeaking sound at the southern end of the road, the direction of the street intersection where he had been staring for an afternoon and finally giving up—the engine of the tracked vehicle was relatively low when driving at a slow and constant speed, so it was likely that the human ear could hear the friction of the tracks first.

Shocked, he hurriedly suppressed his voice and called: "Brewer, hurry!" ”

In the infrared telescope, "Quasimodo" is still hunched over, but the speed of movement has increased sharply. However, after all, the battery box that provides continuous power for infrared night vision equipment weighs more than 20 kilograms, and it is easy to cause the center of gravity to deviate forward when bending over and running fast -- Lynn experienced it a lot when he was in the commando training camp. As an alternate night soldier in the night combat group, Brewer must have received relevant training after being selected for the group, and he had relatively little experience in using night combat equipment, coupled with the tension caused by the environment, he ran through the middle of the road, stumbled and almost fell, and the last leg of the road was basically completed with rolling and climbing, hands and feet.

Seeing that the embarrassed night soldier was about to run by, Lynn called out again, "Hey, Brewer! I am here! ”

In the dark situation, Brewer did not show the superb skill of "hearing and distinguishing the position", but only touched Lynn's side with the help of infrared equipment.

"It's damning!" He muttered as he gasped.

Lynn didn't respond, but picked up her assault rifle and looked in the direction of the sound.

Each Soviet combat vehicle on the move, after entering the range of 100 meters, will be reflected in the night vision telescopic sight in the form of a heat source.

That's technology.

One, two, three...... Lynn was not surprised to count seven, and he was almost certain that it was the same Soviet tank squad he had observed that afternoon.

Seven are probably T-34/85s.

Originally, he wanted to rush across the road and cooperate with his own breakout force to break through the street as quickly as possible, and finally escape from Oranienburg from this direction - until it was dark, and the outlying areas of the east, southeast, and south were still fighting gunfire. But with the appearance of this small group of Soviet tanks, Lynn realized that the battle situation had become more complicated. If the two tanks of your own breakthrough force were killed by the enemy before they broke through the street, the probability of success in leaving Oranienburg would have dropped significantly, and the German infantry, including themselves, would probably fall into complete despair under the combined strangulation of Soviet tanks and soldiers.

Die or surrender, there is no third way.

Lynn just knew how terrible the Soviet prisoner of war camp was.

In a fair match, the German Leopard tanks had only a slight advantage over the Soviet T-34/85, and the only chance to win against seven T-34s with a normal No. 3 assault gun was to make full use of infrared night vision equipment. However, the German tankers on the other side of the street may not have noticed the Soviet tanks sneaking up from this side, so it is very necessary to remind them to pay attention!

"Let's go hiding!"

Lynn turned her head and growled behind her, then removed an anti-tank grenade from her belt.

Although this powerful throwing weapon was heavier than a normal grenade, Lynn was fortunate to have healed from the wound on her right arm.

Pulling the ring, throwing out, bowing his head, these most basic actions are not brilliant here in this SS corporal, and this throw, he does not need to directly threaten the other party, but to remind the friendly army: Look here, the wolf is coming!

Rumble!

Strong air currents accompanied by deafening explosions came from the road, and although the combat distance of traditional throwing weapons was very limited, night battles and street battles brought their concealment into full play - in the case of a blow to the head, the Soviet tanks did not know the exact location of the attackers, and feared that turning on the lights would reveal their position, so they just blindly strafed and did not reach Lynn's side at all.

Restarting the infrared night vision devices, Lynn observed that the Soviet infantry fighting in tanks got out of their vehicles and covered the advance on both sides of the tank column.

That's all there is to it?

Take out the second anti-tank grenade and put it on hand. Thanks to the infrared night vision equipment, Lynn was able to determine the exact location of enemy vehicles in the dark. When the first Soviet tank drove to the front of the side, unhurriedly pulled the ring, threw it out, and watched the smoking grenade disappear into the darkness quickly, then he lowered his head, put away his gun, crouched down, and plugged his ears with his index fingers with both hands.

Rumble!

Before he could see the explosive effect of this anti-tank grenade, Lynn's slightly dazed ears heard a completely different roar, was it a Soviet tank fire?

Before Lynn could be sure, a series of roars immediately disturbed his hearing, and a night battle between chariots and chariots took place in this ruined neighborhood!

The German Leopard tank equipped with on-board infrared night vision devices obviously has an incomparable innate advantage, as long as the fuel is not exhausted, it does not have to worry about the power of the night vision equipment.

The first Soviet tank was still in place, and in addition to the engine position, there was an additional dimming heat source in the front of its turret.

Good job!

Lynn shouted in her heart, and quickly shifted the muzzle of the gun. Unable to turn on the lights and without the support of friendly lights, the six Soviet tanks behind were unable to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, and they did not want to stop on the road to be beaten passively, so they simply turned off the road, the original column was shapeless, and the Soviet infantry who accompanied them were also black-eyed at this time, some could still keep up with the tanks, and some were still continuing to move along the road.

What's the point of waiting for this to happen? Direct point-by-point, point after point. At this moment, Lynn incarnates as a real night killer. Technology is king, and with Brewer's cooperation, the figures in the infrared telescope fell one after another.

Although the Soviet soldiers saw dark red bullets flying from the side of the road, their panicked and hasty counterattacks did not really pose an effective threat.

Boom!

The sound of cannon fire from the direction of the street was so calm, like a seasoned hunter unhurriedly killing a stupid and clumsy boar. At this moment, Lynn saw an extremely wonderful scene in the infrared scope: a sparkling light flew by, a dazzling flame burst out in front of a heat source, and a brilliant firework exploded in front of his eyes!

Driven by the sound of the gunfire, another flare was finally launched, and the light it could provide was limited, but it was easier to control the position. Snow-white light shrouded the street entrance, and also provided some faint light for people a little farther away. Unfortunately, the Soviet tanks and combat infantry were in a passive position to be beaten, so that they were exposed, and Lynn's brothers saw the opportunity to join the battle, and the few remaining Soviet infantry were killed by the roar of assault rifles and submachine guns.

(To be continued)