"Let's go, brothers!"

After resting for about two cigarettes in this dark space, Lynn rose with her gun. Although I couldn't see the expressions of the soldiers at this moment, I could feel the determination behind their grief and heaviness.

As the end of the empire approaches, many warriors are still fighting for their shattered dreams, and the strong will of faith has been integrated into their blood and soul...... Walking back down the previous stairs to the sewers, Lynn paused to discern the direction and chose the direction to the west, which is to return to the city. With these only 8 soldiers, it is a great achievement to be able to escort the captured Soviet colonel back to the area under his control. The problem is that the sewers are filled with a jumble of gunshots, explosions, and shouts from near and far, all of which are distorted and distorted in the relatively enclosed space, some of which sound like firecrackers in stuffy jars, and some of which are chilling like roars from hell.

Taking a few steps forward, Lynn turned back and asked, "Did you keep up?" ”

"Gordon and I take care of the Russians!" Brück replied.

"Carl and I hold Caruno, don't worry, we can keep up!" This is Tanzawa's voice.

"I'm here!" Noah replied with a heavy voice, he was now in charge of the anti-tank bazooka and the remaining two rockets.

The last voice came from Brewer: "I'm in charge of the Queen!" ”

One is not less, Lynn knows it in his heart, and turns his head and moves forward. Listening to the gunshots, shouts, and explosions that were difficult to discern the exact direction and distance, he couldn't help but keep his nervousness, holding the butt of the rifle with his left hand and pressing the trigger with his right index finger, and turning on the infrared searchlight to take a closer look at every fork in the road, lest the slightest negligence would lead to the annihilation of this night task force.

Walking some distance like this, feeling that he should have reached the place where he had met the soldier of the National Assault Battalion earlier, and not wanting to risk shouting, but lest the nervous fellow hear the noise and shoot blindly, Lynn had to slow down and pay extra attention to the movements around him. The air in the sewers still smelled unpleasant, except that Lynn was starting to smell a burnt smell that had nothing to do with dirt, somewhat similar to the battlefield after the shelling. Suddenly, a coughing sound sounded very close, and almost everyone stopped at the moment.

Ahem...... Ahem...... cough cough cough ...... This doesn't sound like the mechanical online prompt sound of the classic QQ, but it makes people feel that the terminally ill person is coughing weakly and painfully, and the violence is almost to cough out the heart, liver and lungs.

Lynn turned on the infrared searchlight, but there was no human figure in the scope - this primitive infrared detection method could not penetrate the thick wall to see the ordinary heat source hidden behind it, which meant that as long as the target was hiding in a nearby sewer branch or pipe hole, he would not be able to see it at all.

Neither walking nor stopping, Lynn finally decided to take the risk and shouted, "Hey, friend, it's us!" ”

Hearing this, the coughing immediately stopped, but the underground world had lost its earlier calm, and the bursts of gunfire were still faintly recognizable.

Lynn pricked up his ears and waited nervously and apprehensively, he wanted to hear the weak and frightened voice, but what he waited for was the "bang" of the metal object against the hard object, and he was immediately startled, almost leaning down at the same time as he let out a low roar: "Damn, it's a grenade, lie down!" ”

The grenade obviously didn't "brew" in his hands for a second or two before it was thrown, it hit the wall and fell into the water again, and only when the German soldiers lay down one by one did they explode about ten meters in front of them - the flames, gunsmoke and water splashed in an instant, spreading extremely quickly in this narrow and limited space, and Lynn even felt that the heat wave that swept through his hair and neck was scorching his hair and skin, but fortunately, the deadly shrapnel still did not find him.

In the previous darkness, only the sound of a grenade falling could be heard, and there was no way to identify the direction it was flying from, Lynn forced the urge to get up and rush over to sweep the other party, and shouted as she got up, "Retreat!" Retreat backwards! ”

Retreating might have been the wisest choice for an enemy hiding in the shadows and possibly armed with a grenade, but before Lynn could take a few steps back, another identical "boom" sound, and the successive collisions caused a succession of sounds, which at first glance sounded like two grenades falling one after the other.

"Fall down......" Before Lynn could finish speaking, a powerful explosion struck, and the shock was transmitted through the sewer and caused an unusually ferocious impact, and the stirred sewage slapped on the face as if it had been hit by a stone, not to mention the fine cement blocks and solid dirt.

Lynn shouted to the soldiers to continue backwards, until he had exited fifty or sixty meters and turned into another fork, he asked with concern, "Is anyone hurt?" ”

Except for Brück, who muttered a "small wound outside the skin", the rest of the people reported that they were safe. At this time, the Soviet colonel who was captured by them suddenly shouted, and Vofrum immediately yelled in Russian, but in the end it was still his fist that solved the problem. It's just that the punch was replaced by Brück.

Lynn glanced into the sewers with infrared equipment, and the grenade thrower didn't follow, so he asked in a suppressed voice, "What is this guy yelling at?" ”

Wolfrum replied in a tone of contempt and resentment: "Insult our country and army, that he will torture us in the prisoner of war camp!" ”

With two bullets that could destroy both of his arms, coupled with the painful beating in front of him, Lynn didn't care to waste his strength on this guy, and he snorted coldly: "He thinks he has that chance? ”

"What now?" Brück asked, "From this side of the detour?" ”

These forks seem to be connected to each other, but it's easy to get lost, and the sewers don't function exactly like the roads on the ground, and you can still reach the same destination by winding around.

"There seem to be only one or two lone Soviet soldiers there, most likely wounded!" Lynn judged, "We were in a passive position just now, but as long as we attack preparedly, it won't be difficult to take them out!" ”

Brück agreed very forcefully: "Good! How do you say to attack? ”

Lynn thought for a moment, "How many grenades do you still have?" ”

"I have one!"

"I have one too!"

There were only two answers, and Lynn still unswervingly chose a breakthrough attack: "Gordon, you hold two grenades, I'll cover you in front, listen to my command, throw it when you say it!" ”

"Sir, I'll go too!" Tanze volunteered.

Wolfrum was chosen because of the veteran's regular combat experience, and Lynn did not hesitate to reject the young Tanze's request: "There are too many people to use!" After I went with Gordon, everyone followed from a distance, trying not to make a noise. Brewer, you help Love take care of this Russian! ”

After arranging these in the shortest possible time, Lin En returned to the sewer that had just been evacuated in a hurry without hesitation, and pushed forward with the gentleest pace possible, only a few steps forward, and then he smelled the strange strong smell of gunpowder smoke in the air, and faintly heard the coughing sound that was tried to suppress and conceal.

Unable to communicate with words and movements, Lynn sensed that Wolfrum had been following closely behind her. Approaching the fork in front of her, Lynn moved a little to the left, then crouched down cautiously. In the darkness of the environment, Wolfrum probably only acted by feeling, and after his leg rubbed against Lynn's shoulder, he stopped with a tacit understanding, pressed down, bent his leg forward, and brought his ear close to Lynn—the latter said in a voice as loud as a mosquito flying by: "Fork in front, first left and then right, one each, throw!" ”

Wolfrum had already held two grenades in his hands, and with the qualities of a veteran, it was not difficult to throw two wooden-handled grenades in quick succession in three or two seconds. When he heard the "clucking" sound, Lynn did not lie down, but curled up in the corner of the curved wall of the sewer like a sick cat, his head pressed down and his head forward. If you look from the front at this time, you will find that the German non-commissioned officer's M42 steel helmet actually played a role in shielding a considerable part of his body. At the same time, he holds an assault rifle in his hand, and as long as he spreads his body slightly, he can raise the gun and shoot with a very simple movement.

(To be continued)