"Hurry, hurry, hurry, ......"

As the Dodge heavy truck drove smoothly past the gate of the Los Amos atomic bomb test site, Lynn frequently raised his hand to look at his watch, muttering anxiously.

Like the sheepfold, the main barrier against potential threats is the perimeter guard, although there are a number of sentry posts and barbed wire walls inside, these are only used to divide functional areas and ensure that technicians can only operate within the scope of their authority, unlike prisons with strong guard towers and regular defensive weapons, stationary and mobile sentries usually carry only pistols and are much smaller in number than perimeter guard posts. However, entering a heavily guarded base did not mean a real victory, because the entire base was slightly larger than an ordinary village or town, and in the event of an exchange of fire, the American troops deployed around the base could arrive to support them in a very short time -- even if the two battalions were reduced, they still constituted an absolute numerical advantage over the more than 50 "vampire" commandos, not to mention that they had a few armored vehicles and some jeeps carrying machine guns.

Because of this, Lynn pinned his hopes on the appearance of the "UFO" that has recently caused the United States to be quite troubled and feared.

Guided by the jeep in front, the two trucks quickly stopped on the flat ground in front of the base medical center, and the medical staff carrying stretchers quickly ran in pairs, and in the rearview mirror, Lynn saw the accompanying American soldiers jumping from the truck at the back, all of them carrying weapons...... At this time, the air defense sirens of the base finally sounded, and the searchlights deployed around also lit up. The thick pillar of light began to search for targets in the sky, and although the anti-aircraft guns had not yet begun to roar, the atmosphere in the base had changed in the direction that Lynn had expected. Lynn saw most of the paramedics slow down, some looked up in surprise, and the U.S. soldiers who got out of the truck reacted in much the same way.

"Do it as soon as the cannon sounds!" Lynn said in German with a suppressed voice, he grabbed the door guard with his left hand, and his right hand had already pulled out his pistol from the holster, and the commando sitting in the position quickly grabbed the MP44 assault rifle, and in the back compartment, the rattling sound of pulling the bolt was even fainter.

In the rearview mirror, several U.S. soldiers who were beside them in a daze, unaware of the danger, had approached the rear of the second truck, and because their attention was basically attracted by the air raid siren, the searchlight post, and the UFO that had not yet been seen, they did not notice anything unusual at this time - if the car was really a technician and escort soldier who had fled from the hands of the attackers, they should have taken the initiative to open the baffle now so that the medical staff could transport the wounded down.

The shrill sirens are still whimpering, in Lynn's experience in war, the air defense sirens usually sound a few minutes earlier than the enemy aircraft group, but that is only for the flight speed of ordinary bombers of three or four hundred kilometers per hour, and the mysterious and unpredictable imperial cutting-edge technology, saucer-shaped aircraft, and the moving speed is completely beyond the reach of the U.S. Mustang fighters, leaving the U.S. military's vigilance time correspondingly shortened correspondingly. In the tense atmosphere, I finally heard someone shout "Look, it's there" in English.

In a few moments, the air defense forces around the base opened fire, and the heavy anti-aircraft guns fired like thunder.

"Vampires are invincible!"

Lynn roared, condensing all the depression of the past month or so to vent it. He slammed the door and jumped off the pedal. Not only the medical staff who came from the front of the side, but also the US officers and soldiers who were closer also looked at this "colleague" with a lot of blood stains on his clothes in a daze, and according to the amount of blood, this guy should never have such excitement.

Is he crazy?

Lynn didn't care about the thoughts of this group of Americans, as soon as he landed, he pulled the bolt, got up, straightened his waist, raised his hands, and made a coherent movement in one go, skillfully making these Americans dumbfounded.

In an instant, Lynn's gun had turned to what he considered the most threatening target, the American [***] officer who got out of the jeep in front of him. This guy sensed that something was wrong and was about to pull out his pistol from his holster, but where was the time?

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

The Colt M1911 pistol was not very easy to use, and one of the three shots missed slightly, but the other two were not missed. The shot hit the target's lungs, hitting him in the neck, and immediately a stream of hot blood rushed out of the unlucky man's right neck, and the people around him who witnessed this scene froze instantly, but what surprised them even more was still to come. The tarpaulins at the rear of the two trucks were lifted, and the baffles were lowered at the same time, and what appeared in front of them was not a full number of wounds, but the "infantry harvester" that American soldiers feared the most in the European theater, the MG42 light machine gun. The muzzle of the black hole immediately erupted with deadly tongues of fire, and the dense bullets instantly swept towards these American officers and soldiers with shocked faces, and before they could react, clumps of blood had already burst out on their bodies, and clumps of dust had already splashed around them, and the limited unprecedented interior was filled with dark red "flying fireflies", and there was only an endless, mechanical, and ugly "ziziz" sound in their ears. The vast majority of American officers and soldiers who landed in Europe and had fought with the German army were extremely impressed by this voice.

With the terrifying combat power of four MG+42s, it only took a few seconds to take out the American soldiers escorted by the last truck, and in the blink of an eye, Lynn alone easily took out the American military driver and another officer sitting in a jeep in front of him, while his temporary partner, the commando in charge of driving the Dodge truck, mercilessly picked up his MP44 assault rifle and shot at the medics, although they had no weapons in their hands, but ...... Without exception, they wore U.S. military uniforms and were part of the medical order of the U.S. military logistics unit.

The sound of machine guns suddenly exploded and ended, and the commandos who jumped out of the carriage began to use their assault rifles in their hands, and those American soldiers who were lucky enough to escape the MG42 shooting, and the medical personnel who scattered and fled were not spared the accurate and ruthless shooting of the "vampire" commandos. All of this happened in less than a minute, and not even enough for a deep kiss and a touch, and the open space in front of the medical station was already full of corpses. In the process, the anti-aircraft artillery around the base roared and roared almost incessantly, sending powerful shells into the air with the intention of shooting down the inexplicable intruder.

Lynn walked quickly to the jeep, the pistol had been reloaded, and he dragged out the American soldier who had died in the driver's seat. The guy had a hole in the back of his head, and a lot of red and white splashed on the back of the seat, but Lynn sat down without hesitation, started it smoothly, turned slowly and beckoned his temporary partner to get into the car, then turned back to the truck, and shouted at Bratz, "Give me four more to deal with the armory, and the others will follow the steps we have discussed!" ”

Braz is a cheerful person, and in such a situation, he does not call the number, but directly calls the commandos next to him, "From now on you will be at the disposal of Lieutenant Gargo."

Four commandos armed with MP44 assault rifles and "melon" grenades (German M39) on their belts quickly climbed into the jeep, most of them burly, making the ordinary Willis military jeep very crowded. Lynn stepped on the accelerator and drove the jeep in the direction of the armory of the guarding troops, commanding on the way: "Put away your weapons, don't be too far to be recognized by the enemy, and you must follow my orders!" ”

Naturally, the armory of the base guard unit was not in the living and working quarters, and Lynn never approached or inquired about anyone, but figured out from their words by "auditing" the officers' chats in the cafeteria. To the north of the dormitory is the boundary of the living quarters, and you need to pass through a sentry to enter the military zone on this side, such a sentry usually has three sentries in a squad, and they all stand outside and look up at the sky to see if their anti-aircraft artillery can knock down the UFO that appears for the third time.

Seeing these sentries in such a state, Lynn knew that they had not noticed the gunfire just now, and thought about the way to kill them, so he asked the commandos in the same car for a dagger to stick in his back belt, slow down slightly and honk, and shouted, "Open the door!" Urgent mission! ”

The sentry was equipped with electric lights, but at this time, the light column of the searchlight and the fierce artillery fire had burned the dark night red, and the light of the electric light was relatively inconspicuous, so that the sentries did not notice anything unusual from their outfits before the jeep approached, and the two sentries hurriedly pushed open the barbed wire door with rollers, and the other sentry stood next to salute Lynn, and then prepared to come up to check the documents as usual.

Two meters away from the sentry, Lynn stopped the car, deliberately turned the headlights towards the other party, got out of the car himself, took out his ID from his pocket, stood behind the headlights and said: "I'm Lieutenant MT, this is the ID, my superiors ordered me to go to the armory." ”

The sentry walked up to Lynn unsuspectingly, because of the headlights, he did not notice that the other people in the jeep were not his own, but when he walked up to Lynn, he was very surprised by the large blood stains on his military uniform, but before he could speak, a sharp dagger had been inserted into his abdomen, and not only that, a strong right arm was tightly wrapped around his neck, so that he could not speak a warning.

"Hey, buddy! What happened to you? Lynn shouted as she lowered the sentry to the ground and crouched beside him in a pretending to save him. The two sentries were in a position where it was difficult to see what was actually going on behind the headlights, so they hurried to help, but when they came to the jeep, they found the vicious commandos with their rifle butts and daggers...... In this era, there are no surveillance cameras in the most dense bases, and no one will sit in the monitoring room to observe the situation in all corners, although there is a sentry in front of it, but thanks to the anti-aircraft fire caused by UFOs, those American soldiers do not realize that there is a battle in the vicinity. Hearing Lynn's deliberate imitation of the American tone of shouting, they actually opened the door first, and then verified, this kind of behavior that was not enough to be responsible provided great convenience to Lynn and the commandos, and after hunting and killing sentries one after another, they finally arrived at the armory - the base guard unit is only two infantry battalions with a high degree of mechanization, so the possibility of storing tanks, armored vehicles or large artillery in the ordnance inventory is extremely low, and it is estimated that the guns and ammunition normally used by the guard troops and submachine guns and machine guns can be additionally allocated, It would be nice to find some "bazooka," Lynn reasoned.

(To be continued)