The gunfire never stopped, and Lynn lay down in a damp and cold dugout, but until dawn, the order to fight did not come down.

Not without a fight, but without a fight. The outer defense units, with the Wehrmacht as the main force, once again withstood the fierce offensive of the Soviet army, and the plan to carry out street fighting in the city of Oranienburg was naturally postponed.

Holding the position is not a bad thing, but after a bloody night, the soldiers ushered in a bomber group that the Allies covered the sky and the sky!

The clouds were still thick, but they were no longer as low as they had been in the past, and the Allied planes flying in from the west were so vast that they were reminiscent of the locusts that caused famine in ancient times. Standing at the mouth of the bomb shelter, Lynn witnesses two jet fighters bravely challenging the hordes of "Mustangs".

They were not Don Quixote with his spear in his spear and rushed towards the windmill, but they had the same tragic fate.

The optimism generated by last night's stellar performance is gone.

Perhaps the city of Oranienburg looked like a pile of rubble from above, or perhaps the Allied bombers had only left their shadow here given the presence of Soviet combat units nearby, but the sound of dense explosions from the direction of Berlin lasted for half an hour.

Every soldier around Lynn was dead.

After the air raid alert ended, Lynn went to the battle group command to report to Captain Kaleger on last night's operations. As he expected, the relatively young commander reacted very coldly, and told Lynn that the two night teams that had attacked together last night had been in vain, and that they had suffered casualties.

Even if he didn't say the other thing, Lynn knew what the other party meant.

In this case, there is no point in arguing.

Lynn then received the day's food ration from the quartermaster: 75 grams of bread per person, no hot soup, no butter, no coffee, no smoke, and no bacon.

The situation was not the worst, and Lynn's mind was finally confused when he heard his companions whisper the news that Berlin was likely to be surrounded by Soviet troops.

As the fulcrum of the outer defense line just over 20 kilometers from the city of Berlin, the fates of Oranienburg and Berlin are tightly linked. To be besieged means to be trapped in the Berlin area. If you want to escape the fate of becoming a prisoner of war with your men and horses at the end of the war, there are only two dangerous ways left: break out and disguise.

Therefore, the theoretical probability of success is the greatest if the Soviets retreat to the south before forming a siege of the Berlin area.

After returning to the bomb shelter, Lynn told the four subordinates what she had heard.

Wolfrum behaved most calmly, as if he had expected such an outcome early on. Graff was just frustrated, without any excesses. Tanze seemed to have matured after last night's fight, and his reflexes seemed unusually strong. Titchmel was still terrified, as if being surrounded meant death.

If given the free choice, Lynn would only take Wolfrum with him, but he may not be willing to follow a whimsical non-commissioned officer like himself on the charge of desertion.

What makes Lynn feel entangled is not only this, but also transportation, passes, routes, funds, etc., all kinds of necessary conditions that he does not have now.

Escaping from the front line is also a big project!

Although Allied planes from the Western Front did not bomb Fort Oraniin, the Soviet Air Force did not rest. Almost throughout the day, their fighters, attack planes and bombers wreaked havoc on German lines, and flew into the city of Oranienburg to drop bombs. From noon, the Soviet artillery group once again began to bombard the German perimeter lines, but then they did not launch a ground offensive - much to Lynn's surprise. If the enemy's movements are always traceable, then you can find a way to deal with them, and if the opponent suddenly changes tactics, you have to be more careful.

After dark, the battle group command sent signal corps to inform the battle groups to collect anti-tank weapons. In order to stop the Soviet offensive in urban street fighting, Lynn felt that it would be similar to equipping each combat group with at least one "tank killer" and sufficient ammunition, but ten anti-tank grenades were distributed to her.

Although full of disappointment, seeing that his companions had received the same weapons, Lynn had nothing to say considering the current situation of the Empire.

The following night, every hour or two, the Soviets launched an artillery bombardment, which did not last long, and never attacked. As a result, Lynn woke up four or five times a night, and her head buzzed at the thought of retreat. As dawn approached, he fell into a groggy sleep again. In the dream, he incarnated as an ancient warrior, trapped in the white mist with dozens of companions, and suddenly heard the sound of war drums in the distance, and his mood was extremely nervous, but he found that he was holding a broken sword in his hand, and a knight who was black from the helmet to the war horse suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes shining red were like the eyes of a demon, and the battle axe raised high made it impossible for him to escape...... "Sir! Sir? ”

Hearing Private Tanze's shout, Lynn suddenly woke up from his dream, and before he could speak, he suddenly felt that the ground touched by his palm was trembling slightly, and the sound of war drums was not completely illusory.

"The Soviets attacked!" Tanze frowned and said with an anxious face.

Lynn immediately reacted, this is the Soviet heavy artillery bombarding their own positions!

"This time the Soviets attacked suddenly, and the reserves of the Wehrmacht went to the front!"

Veteran Wolfrum, who sat on the stairs at the entrance to the dugout, spoke only about the phenomenon and did not express his opinion.

Lynn's consciousness was a little more sober, and he said, "Yes, this attack is very sudden!" ”

Without any mood to wash and groom, Lynn moved to the corner of the wall and sat like this. After about a quarter of an hour, Wolfrum asked, "Sir, shall I go and collect today's ration for you?" ”

Hungry but no appetite. Lynn didn't move his head, and replied in a low voice, "Go!" Be careful on the road! ”

Wolfrum left, and after a while, Private Karl Brown, who sat not far away. Titchmel said in a rare way, "Sir, what is wrong with you today?" I'm very depressed! ”

The weakest person in turn cared about himself, Lin Enqiang cheered up, patted his face with both hands, turned his head and said to the big boy in a normal tone: "Well, I haven't fully woken up just now, and it will be like this if I haven't slept well at night, it's okay!" ”

With that, he lifted the blanket and stood up, moving his limbs as he challenged Techmel: "Come, let's practice the bayonet!" ”

Titchmel's smile was still shy, but this time, instead of running away, he stood up with his rifle in hand.

"Good, great, brave!"

Lynn used three words in a row to compliment the other party, and then borrowed the Mauser 98k from the soldiers of another group, and compared it with Techmel without loading a bayonet - he received some combat training in the commando, and then consciously strengthened the bond, and Lynn's current bayonet skills are not said to be excellent, and he is qualified in the German [***] team. It was more than enough to deal with a big boy like Turchmeier, but he deliberately gave the other party more confidence, so he slowed down his movements and restrained everywhere, and after a dozen rounds of fighting, he felt that he had warmed up enough, and it was time to save his stamina to save rations, and he showed his true strength with a quick and ruthless slash.

Gasping for air, Turchmeier looked at Lynn and praised, "Sir...... You're good at shooting, fighting, driving, everything, that's amazing! ”

Lynn stepped forward, smashed the opponent's arm with his fist, and said in a friendly voice: "Before joining the army, my body was similar to yours!" There's no other trick than practice! ”

Obviously not wanting to be a weak child forever, Turchmeier nodded: "I'll try!" ”

"Just have faith!" Lynn gave it an affirmation, then traded the Mauser rifle for its owner, a middle-aged soldier with a beard and a vicissitudes of life. At this moment, the sound of gunfire coming from the front line, although not very loud, can still be clearly distinguished. Lynn thought that Wolfrum had been gone for a while, could it be that the logistics supply was interrupted, and there was no food to receive today?

After waiting for a while, he finally saw Wolfrum walking in from the outside in a hurry, carrying a bag in his hand, but his mouth was completely unrelated to rationing: "Sir, quick, quick, someone has been sent from above!" We...... Let's go! ”

"Above? Which top? Lynn wondered.

Wolfrum took a breath and said, "It was someone sent by the General Headquarters of the SS Night War Unit to ask our group to go to the headquarters, saying that they wanted to reward us!" ”

The general headquarters of the SS night combat unit, which was the headquarters of the "vampire" commando, was renamed after the expansion of 200 night combat teams. As far as Lynn knows, Lorentz. Bach remained commander-in-chief.

Hearing what Wolfrum said, Lynn guessed that it was Captain Lange who had met on the battlefield and had truthfully presented the battle report. The "Katyusha" rocket artillery vehicles they captured did not have any special value in themselves, but the current war situation is like a dark night, and the slightest light can bring hope to people -- from the head of the empire, the heads of various departments, to the soldiers and civilians, they are more or less grasping at the mentality of saving lives.

Although I didn't expect this to bring much practical benefit to me, I thought hard all night to no avail, maybe it would be an opportunity to change my fate. Thinking of this, Lynn straightened his collar and said to his soldiers, "Brothers, cheer up and accept the honor we deserve!" ”

(To be continued)