By the time Lynn arrived at the Soviet camp on a sled, the battle here was over. Two snow leopards and two regular snow leopards quickly packed up four Soviet tanks and the remnants of Soviet infantry under the tacit cooperation of the night soldiers. Listening to the rumbling of artillery in the distance, Lynn stood in the middle of the camp and looked around, the landing Soviet troops were using white triangular tents, which were not seen in the wartime frontline area - dating back to a time when man-made aircraft had not yet appeared or were not strong enough to influence the tide of battle, and this kind of outfit and color tent was commonly used by [***] teams. The snow here is littered with familiar traces of battle, with remains, craters and messy marks, and the set of camps that have been set on fire has become a bonfire. According to Lynn's battle plan, which was approved by the Supreme Leader, the remnants of the battlefield should be cleaned up before dawn as much as possible, so that the Soviet planes and surveyors sent in later stages would not obtain evidence sufficient to prove to the world that the remnants of the Third Reich still existed. In this battle, Lynn was determined to make the Soviets knock out their teeth and swallow them in their stomachs.

Although the issue of prisoners of war was not spelled out in the combat instruction issued by the Führer himself, the phrase "whether the enemy is in uniform or armed or not, is regarded as a combatant" is clearly implied, and during the attack on the first Soviet camp, the night troops mercilessly killed all Soviet officers and soldiers, and did not leave a single prisoner. This time, Lynn saw three wounded Soviet soldiers being pulled together by the night soldiers. In the firelight, their eyes were full of despair, and their faces were lifeless and young or vicissitudes. Although the Ice Pea was camouflaged for cold-zone combat, the Soviet soldiers clearly identified the attackers from the modified M42 steel helmet, familiar combat suit style, and weapon model...... Seeing that several night soldiers suddenly pulled the bolt of their guns, Lynn remembered the first ambush he participated in in this era, which was also the first time he witnessed the shooting of Soviet prisoners of war.

"Wait!"

His voice was neither hurried nor loud, because the distance was fierce and there was no external interference, the night soldiers who had already taken aim of their guns stopped, and the three Soviet soldiers knew that they were going to die, but did not rise up to resist, they just stared at these Nazis who crossed the line of war with cold and helpless eyes.

Lynn didn't intend to play the role of the savior of these Soviet soldiers, he just stepped forward to get first-hand military information from them.

The surrounding night warriors apparently recognized the legendary commander and saluted him one after another.

"Completely disarmed?" Lynn asks the nearby night soldier in German that he doesn't want his life course of reversing history to end up in this way, as there are many scenes in the movie novel where the prisoner hides a grenade and dies with the enemy.

"Yes, General!" The non-commissioned officer, who belonged to the first company of the night battalion, replied without thinking, and seeing that Lynn wanted to move on, he confirmed to his soldiers: "Did you check it all carefully just now?" ”

The burly, spirited night soldier replied affirmatively, "The dagger and ammunition are disarmed, sir!" ”

Lynn stopped two meters in front of the three Soviet prisoners of war, only to see that one of them was covered with blood, and he didn't know if his eyes still retained vision, one of them suffered a penetrating wound to the thigh, but he did not bandage it, and only pinched the root artery of his leg with his hand to delay the loss of blood, and another leaned his head against his companion, looking dying.

"Ask them for their troop number." Lynn turned to Wolfrum and said.

The veteran, who spoke Russian fluently, stepped forward, looked condescendingly at these not cowardly Soviet soldiers, and asked them questions calmly, calmly, and even with a little sympathy.

The three Soviet soldiers were apparently reluctant to accomplish anything, and the silent confrontation lasted nearly a minute. During this time, the muzzles of the night soldiers next to them were always aimed at them, and with a gesture from Lynn, they could end the lives of these three people at any time with a violent rain of bullets.

Finally, the Soviet soldier wounded in the thigh spoke, and his words were immediately translated by Wolfrum to Lynn: "Are you SS or Wehrmacht?" ”

This rhetorical question surprised Lynn, and he looked at the Soviet soldier who looked to be in his thirties with complicated eyes, and saw that his collar badge and epaulettes should be a squad leader or a non-commissioned officer wearing a platoon lieutenant or something.

"As you understand it, it's the Waffen-SS night fighting unit." Lynn replied with a ski pole.

Wolfrum did not hesitate to translate to the other party, the Soviet soldier's lips moved, and he uttered a few slurred syllables, and Wolfrum looked at Lynn helplessly, apparently he could not hear what the other party was saying.

Lynn made an understatement move: "Because of failure, you are ashamed to say the number of the unit you belong to, huh?" ”

After Wolfrum's translation, the Soviet soldier, who was wounded in the leg, sneered and replied: "The 4th Infantry Brigade of the Soviet Guards Navy." ”

The naval infantry of the USSR is equivalent to the Marine Corps, which sounds bullish, but in this era their land combat capabilities are no more powerful than the front-line units of the army, and their equipment is not special. As for the troops that added the title of "Guards", it only represented their outstanding performance during the war, and before the Soviet army took the line of streamlining the government, they were only more tenacious in willpower and more experienced in combat, and then they had a group of brave and good commanders.

"You shouldn't be here." Lynn said regretfully.

The Soviet soldiers, whose faces were covered in blood, responded with a fierce expression: "You have murdered our great leader Stalin, and even if we are all killed, the great Soviet soldiers will continue to swatt you to death like flies." ”

It can be heard that this is a hatred from the heart, and as the actual "culprit", Lynn has no way to refute it, and he does not intend to continue to waste time on them. The brief answer he had just made him realize that the Soviet army in 1946 had not changed much in terms of mental outlook compared to the latter part of the war, and that it was still a tough, strong, and difficult army to defeat in an all-round way.

Without saying a word, he pulled down his windshield glasses and headed towards the coast with his ski poles in his hands, Franz following closely behind. Wolfrum gave the three Soviet soldiers one last glance and left silently.

For a moment, when a short gunshot came from behind him, Lynn deliberately maintained a cold expression. The world is so complex that he really doesn't want to struggle with the concept of good and evil. Soon, he and Franz and Wolfrum slid past the destroyed Soviet tanks, only one of them caught fire and burned, and the other three were pierced by anti-tank rockets or armor-piercing shells that did not cause a detonation, but most of the occupants in the cabin were apparently fatally wounded, and there were only a few dead in Soviet-made tank caps in the hatch and outside the vehicle. These were the first Soviet tanks destroyed by the Imperial Guards since the start of the battle, or the first tanks lost by the Soviets after the end of the war.

Lynn and the others had only stayed in the camp for a moment, and the snow leopards, who had won the first battle, had already crossed the wreckage of the Soviet tanks and were far away, and they kept a close distance from the night soldiers who were skiing, not to cover each other, but that section of the area suitable for driving and skiing was a relatively narrow pass, flanked by jagged and abrupt mountain rock and ice walls. Because of the slight upward slope, the snow leopard moved forward steadily, and the night soldiers slowed down. Catching up with the back of the line, Lynn joins the clumsy uphill ranks, and watching the snow raised by the snow leopard tracks from behind is also a different feeling, and the roar of their engines and the friction of the tracks create a unique song of steel with a unique charm. Before air-to-surface missile and precision bomb technology created the absolute position of the air force, the position of tanks on the land battlefield was still unshakable, and although the total number of tanks in service in the Imperial Guard is not large, the decision-makers of the "Aryan Ark Project" not only tried to retain the exquisite tank manufacturing technology of the late Third Reich, but also continued the improvement of existing tanks and the research and development of the E-series combat vehicles with a group of talented designers. The technical drawings of the E25 destroyer have been approved and are currently being manufactured and assembled on the basis of the existing equipment of the foundry and base in South America, while the E50 medium tank and the E75 heavy tank are still in the drawing design stage due to the technical complexity and significant adjustment of the main parameters, and will enter the prototype stage by the end of the year. Lynn had previously attended a meeting on the progress of the project, and the designers continued the usual sophistication and sophistication of German tanks, and the idea of artillery rockets was even more astonishing to him, a "man of the future", who just didn't know how feasible this technology was in the mid-to-late '40s of the 20th century. Of course, the bitter consequences of the war brought some real lessons, and the designers designed a simplified model for each of the main tanks as required, with a portion of the combat surname in exchange for the reduction of man-hours and costs.

"Elites of the Empire, warriors of the vampires, victory lies ahead of us...... Come on! Advance! ”

The impassioned words of encouragement sounded so familiar to Lynn, and following the prestige, an officer with an unmiddle-aged name but some seniority was on the side of the road to motivate the soldiers to speed up. I remember the first time I heard such a slogan more than a year ago, when the situation on the Eastern Front was already very bad, every sortie of the "vampire" commando was basically to plug the leaks of the brother troops, and the tactical small-scale counterattack could sometimes disrupt the offensive rhythm of the Soviet army in a specific area, but the battle behind the enemy line was like licking blood from the knife edge every time, and the commandos were able to persist with strong spiritual motivation.

"Vampires are invincible!" There was a shout, and it was quickly echoed by his companions. In the blink of an eye, the shouts of "vampire invincible" in his ears came and went, and Lynn's emotions that had just been restrained suddenly warmed up, and he joined the shouts with great interest, no one deliberately looked back at him, and no one realized that the new boss of the night combat camp was beside him. The distant sound of cannon and flickering fire seemed to be deliberately urging the night elites to speed up, and their route of advance was about to change. In view of the location of the Soviet camp determined by the previous reconnaissance, Lynn's night camp vanguard was first divided into two, and the main force advanced straight to the coast, divided two platoons and turned to the right to attack the small camp of the Soviet army in that direction. The main force continued to advance 4 kilometers and reached the second division at Shanyan, guiding the armored troops all the way through the ice field pass, all the way around Shanyan to attack another Soviet camp. The third step was to storm the largest camping area of the Soviet landing force about 8 kilometers from the coast, where there were Soviet supply depots and ring fortifications, and heavy mortar positions were deployed.

Finally reaching the top of the slope, Lynn hurriedly took a few breaths of air and followed his companions on a pleasant downhill journey, the whirring wind in his ears became stronger as the speed increased. When he was about to reach the foot of the slope, he suddenly saw a spark flashing in front of him, and the dense gunfire was slow and half-beats. Judging by his hearing and visual senses, Lynn realized that the distance from which the battle took place was only two kilometers, which was very close to the second division of the battle plan, and there was a series of abrupt rocks around it, and the terrain was more complicated, and the reconnaissance report 12 hours ago showed that there were no Soviet troops stationed there, but the battlefield reconnaissance method of manual visual inspection and relay transmission was naturally not as timely and effective as aerial reconnaissance, which was also a helpless sacrifice made in order to achieve the sudden surname of the operation.

In the blink of an eye, the gunfire that had come from before became dense, and the four snow leopards calmly and orderly dispersed in pairs and sides, they noticeably slowed down and raised their muzzles accordingly. In the night battle unit before the breakthrough, each platoon is equipped with a walkie-talkie for close communication, which is a great improvement from the ordinary troops of the Imperial Guard and the German troops in wartime, the armored company that cooperates with the attack of the night battle unit has adjusted the communication channel, and it should be able to get in touch with the infantry in front smoothly under normal circumstances, but before they can fire, two explosions in succession shine at a closer distance, and white snow rises and falls, The deafening sound also caused the marching night soldiers to disperse and hide as quickly as possible.

Because he did not hear the shells of the tubular artillery, and because the power of the explosion was similar to that observed on the snow dunes, Lynn quickly judged that this was the long-range fire that had previously been used with four T-34s to block the attack of the night combat troops, and that the Ten ** was a heavy mortar that the Soviet combat units were heavily equipped with. In this respect, the preferences of the Soviet army and the German [***] troops were very different, the latter infantry was mostly armed with 50 mm and 80 mm mortars, which were light and easy to use, and the combat range was about a few hundred to three thousand meters, while the former used more heavy mortars of more than 82 mm caliber to increase the density of fire and tactical options.

On such a clear moonlit night, Lynn stopped again to carefully observe the battle situation ahead, but almost without warning, a mortar shell landed more than ten meters in front of his right. In the face of this sudden explosion, Lynn, who had been out of battle for a long time, was actually not slow to react, but he was stepping on a pair of sleds, and he couldn't complete the quick and agile knockdown action with his usual posture. Although his calf was hurt by the other party's sled, he suddenly lay in the snow and his mood suddenly calmed down.

"Boss, are you alright?"

Wolfrum's concerned voice came from his ears, and Lynn had just guessed that it was him.

Another mortar shell fell, and the threat posed by shrapnel at a distance should not be underestimated, Lynn propped up his upper body slightly, turned his head and said, "Thank you, old man!" ”

Instead of smiling, Wolfrum looked up at the front with a serious expression. Suddenly, a cannon rang from nearby, and it was a snow leopard on your right that fired. Like two rounds fired from an assault rifle, the sound of a tank firing and the shell exploding is just the right amount of space. Lynn looked up and saw a bright yellow fire dancing in the distance, apparently caused by a high-explosive projectile rather than an armor-piercing projectile. Immediately afterwards, two more snow leopards opened fire, and as the sound of violent explosions came one after another, the mortar fire of the opposing side suddenly became dumb. However, considering the ballistic characteristics of the mortars, Lynn did not think that such a simple and direct shelling could contact the threat once and for all, in addition to the Soviet mortars, there may also be Soviet infantry reinforced from the rear camps, if they are not careful, they will suffer a lot of casualties here.

Getting up from the snow and kneeling on one knee, Lynn asked Wolfrum to hand over the telescope to take a look, and shouted: "The first company is scattered and outflanked from the left and right flanks, the second company is frontally suppressed, and the tanks are moving forward!" ”

Hearing this combat order, someone in front of him asked rhetorically: "Who is giving the order?" ”

Lynn's appointment as the commander of the night camp was also the order given by the day before yesterday in the base camp, and many people who had heard his name had heard him, and those who were familiar with his voice may not have been able to drink it. Lynn was not annoyed or embarrassed by this, and he replied calmly and loudly, "Lynn. Gargo! ”

On the battlefield, there are very few impostors within one's own people, and the person in front probably felt rude, and quickly replied categorically: "Obey!" A row of all outflanked to the left! ”

Immediately after the front, someone shouted: "Three rows in a row, all outflank to the right flank!" ”

There was also an order from behind the buttocks: "The second platoon of the second company goes forward, the machine gun crew uses the mountain rocks to arrange firing positions, and the riflemen keep a distance from the tank!" ”

Although not every designated commander had heard the order, the attacking force was by this time running at high speed like a powerful engine. At the same time, gliders still flew silently overhead, unable to maintain real-time communication with the ground, and they could only follow the original plan or attack the soft underbelly of the Soviet landing force or cut off their escape from the battlefield.

(To be continued)