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"Hey, man, what's your name? My name is Lynn, Lynn. Gargo! ”

Although his German language skills were still in the early stages of even getting started, in order to improve in the shortest possible time, Lynn was no longer satisfied with gaining knowledge from the two "sacred books", he communicated with White Goatee along the way, and occasionally teased little Catrili with simple conversations. As he walked through the hills towards the "Oliver Line", he finally "shot" at his brother who was carrying the black cauldron.

"Carl, Carl. Del Otto! The SS private replied without replying.

"I'm from Denmark, what about you?" Lynn asked again.

"Belgium, Flender!"

It turns out that this is also a foreign volunteer, but people's German is so slippery at first glance?

Among the SS units, which at their peak reached a million in size, there were no fewer volunteers from different countries. A large part of them were Germanic people living abroad, but there were also "enthusiasts" who fanatically worshipped the Nazis and the Führer, including Finns, Spaniards, Italians, Dutch, Belgians and even French. Of course, there are many for livelihood and revenge. In general, their identities and surnames can be roughly discerned by the SS units to which they belonged.

"You're a German, too, aren't you?" Lynn said with her little tongue curled.

"Of course!" The private with the black pot on his back replied, "If I am not mistaken, the Danes are in the 11th Panzer Division, which was withdrawn from Latvia directly to Germany a month ago to rest!" ”

This sentence is a bit long, and if it weren't for White Goatee's quiet translation of a few key English words in the back, Lynn wouldn't have understood the meaning. However, even if he understood the meaning, he could not answer: unless he was a hardcore fan of the SS, who remembered the combat line and final outcome of the divisions in history?

After a long time of hearing from Lynn, Private Half turned around and said, "Hey, man, I didn't mean anything other than to tell you: you seem to be left behind!" ”

"Maybe!" Lynn thought as she said, "But my buddies and my commanders are in the back line!" ”

This short sentence was so wrong that the private stopped and looked at Lynn: "Man, you don't speak German very well!" ”

Lynn shrugged helplessly: "My mother is German and my father is Danish, so I ......"

(Note: Although Danish and German have a common origin, that is, Earmanic, due to the relatively long time of differentiation, in modern times, only about 40% of the written language is common to German, the spoken language is quite different, and the grammar has lost declension, which is more similar to English in this respect.) Of course, the main reason why the main character uses English is because we popularize English ^_^ in the nine-year compulsory education.)

Private didn't seem to have any doubts about Lynn's identity, and he nodded kindly, "Oh, understand, no need to explain!" ”

Lynn said with some fuss: "I'm working learning German at the moment!" ”

"Come on, then!" Private picked up the pace slightly. In a short time, a group of five people came to the front of the position, and before they could get closer, a sentry with a gun shouted: "Stop, minefield!" ”

"We are our own people!" The private with the black cauldron on his back shouted: "We came from the Kas Line, and we were ordered to escort civilians, and there were many people behind!" ”

"Stand there and don't move!" The sentinel's response was still cold, and Lynn glanced up the line and saw that at least four or five black holes were aimed directly at her, including a light machine gun, which with its rapid-fire capabilities, could take out all of the four big and one small in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, two steel helmets with large ears with submachine guns came out of the defensive line, but instead of taking the main road in front, they walked cautiously along the edge of the road. I think that a mine has been planted in the middle of the road, and I don't know how the two carriages passed before. They were not seen stopping or turning back along the way, indicating that there must still be passages along the line for vehicles.

"Stay put, especially weapons!"

When the two big ears said this, the end of the submachine gun in their hands was in a suitable position to aim and fire. This surprised Lynn and the private who carried the cauldron, and little Catrili shrank in Lynn's arms in horror.

The young woman and the white goatee also stood in place like sculptures.

"Hey guys, don't be nervous! I am Private Karl of the 27th Panzer Light Infantry Battalion of the 27th Support Grenadier Division of the Waffen-SS. Del Otto! It's your own people! It's not the Soviet Union! ”

The privates wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but the two big ear-brimmed steel helmets who approached him did not lower their muzzles. This situation reminded Lynn of the scene in the movie where the police confronted the gangsters, and he thought a little inexplicably: With so many guns in the back, do you need to be so nervous?

Finally, when they came to the front and checked the documents one by one, the atmosphere of stalemate eased somewhat. When the privates asked "why", one of the soldiers muttered a long list in a deep voice. Lynn only understood the words "night", "attack", "superior" and other words, and thought of the night raids he had personally participated in before, and suddenly guessed a few points in his heart: the Soviet army also sent troops to infiltrate in retaliation, which may also cause great trouble to the German defense line and threaten the safety of the deep defense line.

Following the two submachine gunners, Lynn and the others walked cautiously on the edge of the road, lest they accidentally step on a mine planted by their own people. Fortunately, this section of the road was not long, and they quickly passed through the barbed wire fence and trench area. As he was about to say goodbye, one of the submachine gunners said to Lynn, "Hey, man, how blessed you are to have a beautiful wife and a lovely daughter!" Take care! ”

"Uh......" Lynn was about to echo the words, but suddenly it occurred to her that this might be a tentative question to beware of the Soviet annihilation, so she shrugged her shoulders at the soldier who asked this: "If only that were the case!" ”

The private who carried the black pot also helped to explain: "They are the civilians we were ordered to cover, the last group of evacuated residents of Holgen Town, and the large army is still behind!" ”

"Oh!" The big ear helmet replied very flatly, and said to Lynn and Alice, who happened to be walking together, "You do look like a good match. Good luck! ”

The depth of "Oliver" is not wide, from the minefield to the anti-tank gun position is only three or four hundred meters. As far as the eye could see, the existing defenders on the position were few and far between, with few artillery pieces and a few tanks and assault guns repaired in the open air behind the defensive line. Looking at the situation, Lynn estimated that this line of defense was a buffer perimeter defense, and once the forward position was lost, the retreating troops would be able to use the existing fortifications here to organize the defense.

After asking the officers on the defensive line, Carl led Lynn and them straight to a civilian house behind the defensive line. The big stove here was on fire, a middle-aged man with no rank and class identification on his uniform had just boiled a large pot of soup, the smell of food was very mouth-watering, and more than 30 civilians, mainly old and weak, women and children, had been waiting beside him for a long time, and it only took a moment to divide up the bread prepared in advance along with the hot soup.

Seeing that the stove was empty, Carl simply said hello to the middle-aged man, and put his pot down to the stove, and it was then that Lynn really understood what he meant by saying "we don't need to make our own fire".

Because of a wound in his left hand, Private Carl asks Lynn to help him with his hand. They carried two bags, one for brown bread and the other for potatoes and cabbage that Lynn carried. Carl taught Lynn to roughly clean the potatoes and then cut them into pieces and pour them into a large pot, and the cabbage was also very simple, breaking off the leaves layer by layer, tearing the big one in half, and the small one directly into the pot. Finally, he used a knife to break a whole piece of black bread into small pieces, and took out a small half of the sausage from his backpack and chopped it into pieces, and threw them all into the cauldron.

While waiting for the soup to be cooked, Private Lynn taught Lynn to use a knife to cut each brown loaf into roughly equal thirds, which was a day's ration for an adult civilian, while the soldier covering the civilian received two pieces. As he worked, the Belgian Germanic engaged in some common conversations with Lynn with great interest, and Catrili was occasionally involved, leaving the shadow of death, killing, and defeat behind them.

By the time the soup boiled, the civilians retreating from Holgen had arrived at the line one after another. Although all the ingredients added up were less than a quarter of the cauldron, the soup was carefully cooked by Private Karl, and the soup was full of aroma, scooped up with a spoon, and the well-cooked potato wedges. One bite was more hearty and delicious than anything Lynn had ever eaten in months.

This meal, not only did the fleeing civilians eat with relish, but even some soldiers on the defense line were also attracted to it. In return, they used a freshly repaired half-track armored vehicle for a ride for the civilians. Although only a dozen people could be seated on a single trip, and the fuel was only enough for one round trip, and the passengers could only be transported to the front of the defensive line on the outskirts of Königsberg, it still greatly alleviated the current embarrassment of this civilian team.