Brothers, code words are hard, come to a few recommendation tickets to condolence the sky!

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At the relatively straight and wide concrete bridgehead, a few soldiers wearing steel helmets with large ears and a fairly neat appearance were checked by barbed wire and simple wooden sentry posts. Judging by their cautious but not nervous expressions, Lynn felt that they should not have been thrown to the front line for a while.

On the other hand, Private Carl, after a night's rest, although his tired face was driven away, he had the calmness of experiencing blood and rain in the dust, and there was no trace of slackness in the calm of his face.

"Calon, Filgot, Gam, or Holgen?"

When Lynn and the others had walked up, the tall sentry with a submachine gun spoke in his cold tone, and raised a hand to signal them to stop for inspection.

At this time, Lynn noticed that on the three-wheeled motorcycle next to the sentry post sat two "chain dogs" with huge nameplates on their chests, that is, the gendarmes of the German [***] team, who were not only not as exaggerated as the soldiers on duty on the Oliver and Königsberg lines, but even gave people a lazy feeling of doing nothing.

"Holgen!"

Private Karl, who was carrying the cauldron, replied as he handed over his soldier card and briefly explained his mission to the other party - but the other party did not seem interested. He flipped through his documents cursoryly, and only glanced at them twice when he compared the photos.

"Are there any of you guys in the back?"

"There should be none!" Carl replied, "We're in charge of cooking, and we didn't wash the pot until everyone was gone last night!" ”

Then they checked the papers of Lynn, the White Goatee, and the young woman, and the sentry waved for their companions to let them go.

"Hey, man, do you have anything left?" He asked Karl behind his back, "Like sausages, canned meat, or whatever." ”

"It's gone, it's not at all!" Carl turned to the side and patted his stomach helplessly, "Even this place is empty!" ”

"Hey!" The sentry sneered, "Then you'd better pray that you'll make it to the ship alive, because there's hardly any food to find in the city of Königsberg!" ”

The "chain dog" sitting on the motorcycle interjected without yin or yang: "Even if you board the boat, you have to catch a mouse before you can eat!" ”

As soon as she heard the word "mouse", Catrili hurriedly drilled into Lynn's arms.

Lynn looked at the "chain dog" angrily, intimidating the child, and now he looked at Alice with unkind eyes. Fortunately, the young woman was still wearing her headscarf, and even from the front, it was not easy to see her peugeot face and graceful figure.

When Lynn and the others had crossed the cordon, the sentry with a submachine gun replied, "The last of those who came from Holgen before you passed here half an hour ago!" ”

Lynn turned his head sideways, and the last sentence made him feel that the sentinel still had some human touch, and it also set off the unlikability of "Chain Dog" - this, more or less, was influenced by the early films.

Walking on the wide bridge deck, Carl whispered, "It seems that we didn't delay any time for one night!" Should be able to catch up with them soon. ”

"Hmm!" Lynn answered, but was still thinking about the food that the sentinel had said. It was not previously expected that Königsberg, as the capital of East Prussia and a strategic support point, would also lack food reserves. After a little sober speculation, four or five hundred thousand soldiers and civilians were withdrawn from this bridgehead, and the fleeing people, especially the elderly, weak, women and children, could not carry large quantities of food, and even if the rations were distributed at the minimum subsistence requirements while waiting for boarding, it would be a huge expense to count the number of people.

Breakfast was dealt with with the little bread left over from yesterday, and Lynn was also rumbling in her stomach at this time, but little Catrili was still waving her little fist and shouting because of what Carl had just said: "Come on Daddy, come on Mommy, come on Grandpa!" ”

Hearing this slogan, the young woman looked back without stopping, but her eyes stayed on Lynn's face for more time.

Crossing the empty concrete bridge on the deck, Lynn and his party walked along the road around the village. From a closer distance, there were no less than 100 German troops stationed here, and many houses set up circular anti-aircraft positions on the north side, with anti-aircraft guns of different calibers and models built-in. Lynn counted 9 single-barreled anti-aircraft guns, 4 twin-mounted and 2 quadruple-mounted anti-aircraft guns, and looked at the empty ammunition boxes and shell shells piled up everywhere, there must have been many battles before. Don't look at the fierce appearance of these anti-aircraft guns, but Lynn knows that because the German army does not have proximity fuse technology and mature radar fire control equipment, the efficiency of traditional air defense weapons has always been relatively low. However, by the end of the war, the German army's technical departments were said to have developed anti-aircraft missiles and air-to-air missiles, but like other weapons in the last days, they were unable to recover from the collapse of industry and the war situation.

In the northernmost part of the village, there is a large stone-stacked spired house, which is a bit old, but it looks like it is relatively solid. I saw a flagpole about three meters long planted on the small terrace on the second floor, on which hung the flag of the Third Reich with a red background, a white circle, and a black swastika. It was so bright and glaring in the sun, but in Lynn's view, after a rise and a peak and then a rapid decline, it and this unprecedented military empire were nearing the end of it.

It is said to be out, it is said to be rising, and the warm sun of winter has finally climbed directly above the head.

After walking for more than three hours in a row, the white goatee who didn't need to carry luggage still showed tiredness on her face, and the young woman put down her shawl and "liberated" her naturally curly hair, there was not much expression on her white face, her eyes were slightly drooping off the level, and even little Catrili yawned, as if she would fall asleep in Lynn's arms at any time......

"Look, Königsberg Line!"

Karl broke the dull atmosphere with a soft call, and standing at the bend of the road, he could see a military line in the wilderness ahead that was even more imposing than the ancient city walls. It takes full advantage of the hilly terrain and places the main fortifications in highly advantaged protrusions, with frontal views of barbed wire and trenches, criss-crossed trenches, and fortress-like permanent fortifications, which at first glance look like giant soldiers in battle, standing at every key point of the entire line of defense. Their thick, majestic and imposing bodies reminded Lynn of Berlin's anti-aircraft turrets, an almost perverted composite fortification that is one of the most bizarre in the history of human warfare. Equipped with powerful anti-aircraft weapons, it can also form ferocious suppressive firepower in ground defenses, and nothing is more amazing than its superior defensive power. Also made of steel bar, concrete, and steel plates, the Germans took their engineering skills to the extreme, and they can still be seen in Berlin many years after the war, because ordinary explosives and construction machinery simply can't help them!

Lynn had never been to Berlin, but from his impressions of historical pictures and travel programs, he felt that the concrete fortress in front of him was shorter and more stocky than the real anti-aircraft turrets, and that it should be more resistant to artillery bombardment - it is said that during the Battle of Berlin, the Soviets used their most powerful artillery on land, but they were unable to directly destroy the anti-aircraft turrets in Berlin.

Approaching the line along the road, Lynn felt more and more that it was "different", and every detail was painstakingly deployed. For example, in the trench fortifications, the outermost terrain is relatively low, and the further you go, the higher the terrain, so that once the Soviet army breaks through the first line of trenches, the defenders in the second and third line trenches can rely on the high superiority to organize interceptive fire. Correspondingly, in order to avoid the enemy's artillery fire, the communication trenches between these trenches were deliberately dug so deep that they looked like a black hole ditch. In addition, the trench area is densely strewn with camouflage nets of various sizes and shapes, which may be cement-reinforced pillboxes with powerful anti-tank guns, steel barricades and anti-tank fighting vehicles.

Several roads from different directions converged in front of the defensive line, so that many people fleeing could be seen in sight. Civilians appear tired and weak, and the few soldiers who are still wounded are also mostly wounded. It can be seen that there are no mines planted on the wide road that passes through the defensive line head-on, and the soldiers on duty have only placed several layers of barbed wire on the road, which seems to be completely unable to stop the onslaught of Soviet tanks, but looking up at the surrounding positions, Lynn believes that the anti-tank fire hidden under the bunker fortifications and camouflage nets is enough to tear apart an entire T-34 in an instant.

As the war lasted until 1945, the quality of a defensive line was not only determined by whether it could withstand the enemy's powerful artillery bombardment, but also by the design and attachment of the anti-tank system.