Putting aside the constraints of rank, position, and identity for the time being, Lynn and Blaze had a comradely and warm hug.

"Sir, it's incredible to finally see you alive! It's like a dream! Lynn sighed from the bottom of her heart.

After ending the hug, Braz clenched his right fist and smashed Lynn twice in the chest: "Ha, to be honest, I didn't expect you guys to be really alive!" Should you say that the Americans are stupid, or are you clever enough? They were able to stay in their secret test base for more than a month, and they also passed on vital information! Terrible! That's amazing! ”

"Heaven forbid!" Lynn smiled and took a step back, taking a closer look at the young major commander. On the European battlefield, the "vampire" commandos wore M42 large-ear steel helmets painted with dark gloss paint, which is a striking signboard, and now they have changed to a new helmet similar to the shape of the German M38 paratrooper helmet, plus a khaki combat uniform similar to the M1940 tropical uniform, the shape and color are closer to the summer clothing of the US military. However, these arrogant commandos still wear the eye-catching eagle insignia and the "fanged skull" logo on their uniforms, which also means that they have no intention of being in the ranks of the American army, but pursue the supreme victory honor with real combat.

"Haven't you seen our new uniform?" Braz said proudly.

There should be a lot to talk about the reunion of old comrades-in-arms, but now is really not the time for small talk. The gunfire on the convoy was sometimes sporadic and sometimes coherent, and experience had taught Lynn that this was not an exchange of fire between the attacking and defending sides, but a one-sided clearing of the battlefield by the victors - the targets were obviously those who surrendered, wounded Americans, and worthless technicians. Although such an act is cruel and inhumane, the continuation of the Third Reich is still hidden from the whole world, and it is not surprising to him that the survivors in the convoy will not tell what they have seen and heard, and at the same time, in order to weaken the technological power of US nuclear weapons research to the greatest extent.

The machine gun team in the vicinity had long since stopped firing, and was quietly waiting for the commander's combat orders. Lynn noticed that each machine gun crew was staffed by three commandos, one was a shooter for the machine gun, one was an auxiliary feeder, and one was carrying an MP44 rifle on his back, each with a tin box for the spare magazine. Slightly behind, another commando knelt on one knee with an antenna unfolded in front of him, headphones on his head, and no telecommunications in his hands.

"What's next?" Lynn asked.

Blaze replied bluntly, "Rescue you, our most important mission has been completed, and then stay here and continue to ambush the next convoy or leave it here...... Listen to your opinion! ”

If these words were left in the state of Eastern etiquette, they could be regarded as polite words between colleagues, but the rigid Germans have always been straightforward, and Lynn instantly understood that he had gone deep into the enemy camp and knew the situation of the American army best, and had warned Bach two months earlier that the United States would build a superbomb. Laurentz, who personally acted as the commander-in-chief of the operation. Since Bach would arrange such an elite commando team to rescue him, he wanted to give full play to his role and guide these credible comrades to maximize the results of the battle.

Since he was not as wary of each other as he was with Lieutenant Colonel Bertrane, Lynn frankly expressed his thoughts: "Most of the people in this convoy are ordinary technicians, and there is no core technical information, since we have reached this point, we simply put aside those safe and cautious ideas, and bravely fight - go to the test base!" ”

Hearing Lynn's words, although Braz was surprised, he was not afraid or hesitated, he thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, just follow your advice, what should we do now?" ”

It seems that General Bach did have a special explanation, Lynn thought to herself. In these days at the base, he was almost tormented by the boring physical test data, and it was easy to return to the battlefield mode, and his thoughts turned faster than a high-speed computer.

The computer needs raw parameter data for calculation, and Lynn also needs information to complete his analysis and judgment, but fortunately, the person who is talking to him is an experienced and nimble special operations commander, and the question and answer between the two can always be poked at the point, so it is quite efficient:

"How was the retreat route arranged?"

"There is an abandoned mine 70 kilometers away, where we arranged some ordinary cars, and plan A is to quickly retreat to the mine after the operation, and evacuate after dawn in disguise; Option b is to withdraw directly to the Vík Valley, 120 kilometres south of the city of Albuquerqui, where it will be replaced by mules and horses to the Mexican border, where we have already arranged a cross-border route. ”

"Where is the unit in charge of the periphery?"

"There's a small squad north of Albuquerkei, there's a squad near the train station, and the rest of the men are on combat alert in the vicinity, and we've pulled out three U.S. outposts and eliminated a patrol during the night, so no U.S. soldiers should hear the gunfire."

"Did you detect a radio signal coming from the battle just now?"

"We only have encrypted radio transceivers, not detection and detection!"

"U.S. military units have walkie-talkies that can be assigned to the platoon level, and they may have radioed the alarm when they were attacked. Did you pay attention to this situation when you took out the sentry posts and patrols before? ”

"Our soldiers reported that U.S. military checkpoints and patrols were indeed equipped with improvised radio communicators, but our soldiers were quick enough that they didn't have time to sound the alarm, and we received an answer code from a prisoner of war that should be able to fool the U.S. command!"

At the end of the Q&A, Lynn touched his chin and thought alone for two minutes, and resolutely judged: "Most of this team are ordinary technicians, and there is no key data and data, if we evacuate here, your result will only be to rescue a comrade-in-arms, and it will be difficult to find an opportunity like today in the future!" ”

"Shall I continue to set up an ambush here, or move the ambush position some distance north?" Bratz asked rhetorically.

Lynn shook his head: "The situation of the convoy behind is not much different, and it ...... I feel that the US military base has now received the report and issued a combat alert, and it may be the most unwise choice for us to try our luck here! Since everyone has come here...... Why don't we muster up the courage and show our invincible spirit and go to the atomic bomb test base! ”

Any suspicious commander would probably not entrust the fate of the entire team to a former colleague who had penetrated into the enemy's interior and withdrawn safely, but Major Blaze did not do so, he hesitated for a few seconds: "Okay, let's follow your plan!" ”

Lynn nodded solemnly, and then faced the road: "There should be a truck that can be driven here, immediately call the soldiers to board the car, and find the US military uniform to change into the cab in fluent English, I will take the first car!" ”

Blaze did not ask Lynn about the reason for his decision, and he turned to the machine gun crews and the signal men and ordered them to "assemble on the road." At this moment, it was as if Lynn was the main commander of the battle, and Braz was just his deputy and the executor of the plan.

According to the routine practiced countless times on the training ground, the commandos quickly disassembled the gun carriage, each carrying weapons, equipment, and ammunition to the road, Blaze pulled out a beautiful Luger 08 from the gun holster, and took Lynn back to the US military convoy trapped in the highway area, and then gave a loud order in a calm manner:

"AZ1 to AZ6, check the cab of the US military vehicle, we need at least two trucks that can move! AZ-7 to AZ-12, collect the best possible US military helmets and uniforms! The rest of the personnel cleaned the truck one last time, and no prisoners were needed! ”

What that last sentence meant, Lynn knew. During this period, I came into contact with the experts, technicians, and military guards at the base, and felt that they were not as bitter and desperate as the Soviets, and that most of these people advocated freedom and were able to live in harmony regardless of nationality, ethnicity, and responsibility - although there would be disputes, and there would be high and low ranks, but in general, there was nothing wrong with them, so why did they have to choose extreme killing methods in pursuit of victory?

Doubts only stayed in Lynn's mind for a moment, and the special sense of mission brought him back to his thinking just now, he followed the group of commandos in front of him to find a usable truck, and soon found a beautiful [***] officer who had been shot in the head in the passenger seat of the cab of one of the trucks, although his appearance was bleak, but the uniform on his body was still relatively intact. In a hurry, Lynn had no better choice, he dragged the corpse straight down from the cab, took off his coat, shirt, military pants and military boots with his own hands, put them on with instinctive disgust, and then put on a belt and pistol, and then found a military hat from another corpse, the whole military uniform was slightly tight compared to his body, but all this was irrelevant. Every truck has bullet holes in its windshield, doors and windows, and since it has been attacked, it must have been embarrassed and more or less scarred.

The gunfire eventually died down, and the commandos followed Major Blaze's instructions to clear the two trucks that could be driven, and all but a few who had changed into American uniforms were seated in tarpaulin-covered cars.

Lynn checked the gun, sat in the cab and adjusted the collar with the help of the reflector, to see that he was awkward in the uniform of the US military, but whether the next operation could succeed or not depended on this outfit.

Officers usually don't drive themselves, and the commando who came to drive this first truck was a veteran, his facial contours were typically angular, his eyes were bright, and he looked mature and steady, and Lynn vaguely remembered seeing him when he first arrived at the Third Commando, but he couldn't remember his name and position at all, and he didn't have the time to recall these at all.

"We made a U-turn and drove along the road to a destination about 100 kilometres away, so we didn't have a lot of time to drive as fast as we could." Lynn admonished, and at the end, he intended to look at the fuel meter, and the commando had already said presciently: "From there, you should fill up the fuel, and with the current stock of the fuel tank, you can still run back and forth!" ”

Lynn nodded, this information was very important to herself.

The old-looking commando successfully started the American-made truck, and in the mirror, Lynn saw that the second car quickly followed.

(To be continued)