With the iron-blooded will condensed on the battlefield, supplemented by the determination to die and survive, Lynn's group of commandos seemed to be machine soldiers who were not afraid of life and death, allowing bullets to fly by, and still rushed to the second floor with overwhelming momentum.

In just a few seconds, the battle ended in a one-sided situation, and any Soviet personnel who resisted were killed without mercy.

"Grab every gasp for me, check their ranks!" Lynn glared at a pair of blood-red eyes, and scanned the mess of the hall viciously. There were two radios and tables for maps and telephones, all of which had been reduced to broken scrap from the previous two grenade attacks.

"Gordon! Gordon! Lynn called out to Wolfrum eagerly, and when he saw that the Russian-speaking German soldier was safe and sound, the heavy burden on his heart was somewhat lightened, but with an eager mood, he did not speak as neatly as usual: "Ask them the highest rank, ask the number and position of the unit!" ”

Without waiting for Wolfrum to do anything, Brück pulled out a stained guy from the living Soviet soldiers, with a thick mustache and a look of not very old - at least not of the old kind.

"Sir, there's a colonel here!"

As soon as Brück's words fell, Wolfrum continued to question the Soviet officer in Russian, but he only gritted his teeth and glared at the German officers and soldiers in front of him, and did not say a word.

If it was usual, Lynn didn't have a lot of patience at this time, his blood surged, he suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed the collar of this Soviet officer, his right hand was clenched into a fist, and he struck the opponent in the abdomen in a violent way that he didn't expect, and when this guy bent over in pain, his left hand pulled his neck with force, and his right hand hit his right cheek hard, and he heard a crisp click.

From childhood to adulthood, although Lynn occasionally had a bad record of fighting, he never launched such a ruthless attack.

Enduring the sharp pain in the knuckles, Lynn let go of her left hand and said to Wolfrum, "Tell him that if he doesn't speak, I'll kill every one of his companions here!" ”

Wolfrum didn't seem surprised by Lynn's actions, and he quickly translated them into Russian—for some reason, Lynn felt an inexplicable abhorrence for them.

The Russians can be called polar bears, irascible and tenacious surnames can be imagined, this Soviet colonel actually did not say a word during the beating, listening to what Wofrum said later, he sneered, and suddenly spat on Lynn's bloody spit.

Lynn stared at him with cold eyes for two seconds, then immediately pulled out the shell gun from the holster with his right hand, pulled the hammer with his thumb, straightened his chest and walked forward, raised his right hand diagonally, and did not stop every time he came to a captured Soviet soldier, he pulled the trigger directly on their heads, and let the red and white splash out, but there was no trembling in his heart.

After killing the last one, Lynn walked back to the Soviet colonel, and by this time Wolfrum had already searched for a document from him, and recognized it by the light of the fire outside the window: "Svale. Ji Ya. Matsov, Colonel of the Red Army of the Soviet Union......"

Lynn stopped, slowly raised her hand, and aimed the muzzle of the gun at the man's head.

His eyes were still wide open, and his resentful eyes almost swallowed Lin Ensheng.

Lynn suddenly shifted the muzzle of the gun downwards and fired a shot at his left arm and his right arm near his shoulder, and the guy finally howled like a wolf.

"You two take him with you every step of the way!" Lynn said coldly to Wolfrum and Brück, at this moment, his image in the eyes of his companions may have become a demon out of control.

Turning around and walking to the staircase, Lynn looked ahead as usual, and said, "How do you say a ceasefire in Russian?" ”

Vofrum was stunned for a moment, and said the Russian sentence in a syllable.

Lynn walked downstairs with a blank face.

Although the infantry anti-tank rocket launcher controlled by Noah could pose a lethal threat to Soviet tanks and armored vehicles, it was only one after all, and it had many limitations on the battlefield. Just a moment later, there was another machine gun sound downstairs.

Wolfrum and Brück looked at each other, and followed the Soviet colonel, who had almost fainted, downstairs.

Under Lynn's non-standard but loud enough Russian shouts, the Soviet tanks and armored vehicles outside actually ceased fire, and a tank commander opened the turret hatch, carefully poked out half of his head, and called his companions who were hiding behind the tanks with submachine guns to come forward - although there were more than a dozen tanks and armored vehicles parked here, there were few genuine infantrymen, and they were all killed and wounded in the German surprise attack. There were a few armored vehicles in the back that did not have the power to wield, and the crew members were organized to bring melee weapons over, and then there were temporary infantrymen.

"Ceasefire! Cease fire! ”

Lynn is like an evil wizard in the Middle Ages, chanting this incantation in his mouth, the assault rifle is held in front of his chest, and he walks through the hall on the first floor with a steady step to the door, and sees two Soviet soldiers rushing over with shouts, inevitably becoming hostages taken by the other party, he urgently shouted "stop", but the gun in his hand did not move.

The two Soviet soldiers slowed down, and Wolfrum and Brück also walked out with the Soviet colonel - if it weren't for the fact that both sides were wearing regular combat uniforms, and were accompanied by T-34, Su-76 and other Soviet combat vehicles with the surname of the Soviet army during World War II, this would have been a scene of confrontation between police and robbers.

Of course, the battlefield is different from the gunfight between police and bandits, and Lynn believes that if the Soviet army did not think that they were calling for a ceasefire to surrender, they would never have given themselves the opportunity to confront them like this, knowing that there is no such thing as kidnapping on the battlefield!

"Gordon, let them retreat, or Colonel Matsov will die in front of them! Tell them that as long as we get out of here safely, the colonel will be released! ”

The robbers' words were not worth trusting, and Lynn had to hope that the Soviet officers and soldiers on the other side would have a simple and honest character.

Before the Soviet soldier with the submachine gun could speak, the guy hiding in the turret of the tank at the front shouted, and Wolfrum immediately conveyed to Lynn: "If you don't release the colonel, I will shoot you!" ”

Regardless of whether this is purely bluffing or not, Lynn already has some experience of the mentality of those outlaw robbers, and there is really no turning back if he takes a wrong step. But when this happened, he had to pretend to be calm and say to Wolfrum: "Let him open fire on his commander!" We're all about to lose this war, and we don't care about getting rid sooner! ”

Fearing that Wolfrum would omit the latter sentence with some scruples, Lynn did not forget to advise: "Tell him word for word!" ”

Wolfrum utters a long list of words that Lynn hates, and in the process, Lynn consciously removes them towards the building across the street that has access to the abandoned subway station.

Maybe it was the last sentence that worked, but maybe it was just that the other side was afraid of the hostages in the hands of the German soldiers, and there was no more gunfire or bargaining, and in such an eerie atmosphere to the limit, Lynn was able to retreat with the Soviet colonel and the remaining soldiers of the attacking team to the completely dilapidated mall, and then walk down the passage. In order to prevent the Soviets from following and pursuing, he asked the soldiers to concentrate the explosives on their bodies and blow up the narrow emergency passage.

Before returning to the sewers, Lynn announced that he would take a break in the abandoned subway station, then asked Wolfrum to help the Soviet colonel stop the bleeding, asked Brück to count the personnel, lit a cigarette himself, and swallowed several puffs like a hungry man swallowing bread.

If nothing else, as the casualties continued to mount, the task of counting the personnel was simpler, and Brück quickly walked back to Lynn's side and reported very heavily: "Sir, including two of the more seriously wounded, there are nine remaining men - Brewer, Alfred, Gordon, Noah, Marcos, Carl, Caruno...... And me and you! ”

The first six names were pronounced slowly, as if to make Lynn remember these relatively lucky brothers, and the last sentence was pronounced quickly, as if it was with this speed that it was able to slip out of the hands of death.

In the darkness, Lynn took the last puff of her cigarette and left the remaining half for Brück.

Of the 10 soldiers who followed him through the streets, only 5 made it back, and Frings was seriously wounded, only Brewer and Gordon. Wolfrum, Karl. Titchmel and Love. Brück was able to get out of the way. Noah and Caruno, an anti-tank combat team, stayed across the street to support, and they fought desperately to temporarily contain the Soviet tanks, but Caruno was wounded by shrapnel and the condition looked very bad, and the last surviving spot belonged to Private Marcos, who was covering with a sniper rifle. Tanze.

Just after midnight, Lynn's Commander of the Night Battle Task Force lost more than half of his men, how will the next battle be fought?

The mood is strangely heavy.

"Sir!" Titchmel whispered from the spot, "Chief Frings has something to say to you!" ”

As soon as he heard this, Lynn hurriedly walked over in the dark. During the first attack on the second floor, Frings was the first to rush up the stairs, only to be shot several times, and although most of them were not injured in critical positions, the two that remained in the chest cavity still brought him to the end of his life.

In a very weak state, Frings reluctantly said, "Sir...... I'm sorry...... I think, you'...... That's right! The battle ...... We lost, we lost ......"

Such an obvious truth, these brave warriors did not believe it until the last moment, Lynn endured his grief and whispered: "Losing a war is not the end, we still have a future!" ”

"Yes......" said this, and Frings paused for a long time, and after a violent cough, he whispered, "I must win!" Guys, the next battle, must be won...... I'll watch ...... in heaven."

Just as the French, who lost the Franco-Prussian War, were always thinking about retaking Alsace and Lorraine; The Germans, who also lost the last war, also tried to follow Adolf. Hitler reclaimed their victory and honor. What about next time?

If history had not changed, Lynn knew that the next half century would belong to the United States and the Soviet Union for hegemony, and Germany could only survive in the gap between the two powers. But when his companion was dying, he preferred to tell a big lie: "Don't worry, my brother! In the next battle, we will definitely win! We will eventually return to the top of the world and submit all our enemies to our feet! ”

"I wish I could see that ......day with my own eyes," said Alfred Brown, a 26-year-old SS sergeant and regular member of the Vampire commando. Frijns' last words for the world.

Lynn silently took off her steel helmet.

(To be continued)