When I woke up again, I still saw a dark canopy, and the sound of the grinding of tracks and the rumbling of engines was in my ears, but I could not hear the fierce gunfire. The labor pain in his leg reminded him that the bullet through the wound was not a dream, and the pain of a tear on the outside of his right shoulder, Lynn reluctantly turned his head to see Wolfrum sitting beside him, barely opening his mouth, and uttering a few weak syllables.

Wolfrum looked down and took a closer look, and hurriedly called, "Oh! Sir! You're awake! ”

This sound didn't matter, and it immediately woke up the others around him, and the voices of Brewer, Tanze, Titchmel, Noah, and Frederick mixed together, making Lynn dizzy.

"Alright, everybody, be quiet!" Wolfrum was like a little boss, and when he said this, the gossip finally stopped, and Lynn gathered his strength for a moment, and when he spoke again, his voice was much clearer—and he didn't think he was in such a bad condition.

"How's it going? Did we break through? ”

"Yes, sir, after a hard battle, we finally repelled the Soviets, and the 12th Army also sent a unit to meet in time, and now we are in the defense zone of the 12th Army!"

"Oh?" Lynn's heart suddenly excited: finally broke out of Berlin!

Coldly, a duck-like voice came from the front of the carriage: "Hey, soldier, thank you for saving my children!" ”

As soon as he heard this voice, Lynn hurriedly asked Wolfrum to help him sit up, the wound on his leg had been bandaged, except for the sharp pain, but the wound on his shoulder made Lynn feel both surprised and wondered, could it be the shrapnel wound he suffered when he fainted?

"Uh, dear ...... His Excellency the Minister of Propaganda ......"

"It's the Minister of National Education and Propaganda......" The skinny man added self-deprecatingly, with several children in his arms, almost curled up in the corner of the armored compartment, while a woman in a plain dress sat across from him, holding two and a half children in her arms, a look that reminded Lynn of Alice.

"Why are you ...... here?" had already been uttered, but Lynn felt that it was inappropriate - the martyrdom of Goebbels and his family was only a historical record, so why did he say that they must stay in Berlin at this time and wait for death?

"Disappointing, isn't it?" The thin man's tone seemed to be sharp with rebuttal.

"That's not what I meant, Your Excellency the Minister of National Education and Propaganda!" Lynn had to stop and catch his breath as Lynn spoke, and the thin man continued with his words, "It's nothing, as long as you can keep fighting, it doesn't matter where the stage is!" ”

Lynn didn't have time to figure out the meaning behind these words, he counted them with the help of Wolfrum, six children, the eldest was already in his teens, and the youngest was only three or four years old, that is, the little girl he saved in the end. Two of the children had cotton wool and duct tape on their foreheads or cheeks, and they looked like abrasions, while the others were supposed to be unharmed. In such a situation, Lynn deliberately asked, "Are you and your family okay?" ”

The thin man replied, "Thanks to you and your soldiers, Magda and the children are fine!" We will never forget this kindness for the rest of our lives! ”

"You're serious!" Lynn hurriedly said politely.

"Duty is one thing, and I have seen you risk your life to save my daughters, and you deserve the highest praise for your courage and selflessness! Soldier, tell me your name! Although the thin man looked like he was in trouble, his tone was still so haughty, as if one day he would be able to return to that high position, instead of changing his face after the fall of the empire.

Lynn calmly replied, "My name is Lynn. Gargo, Sergeant SS, Your Excellency the Minister! My soldiers and I were originally part of Berlin's 11th Night Task Force, but now we are part of Project Aryan's Ark Special Operations Force! ”

"Lynn. Gargo ...... Lynn. Gargo......" The thin man muttered to himself twice, and suddenly remembered: "Oh, you are the battle hero, the SS model, Lynn. Gargo! Oh my God, I thought it was just ......"

Of course, Lynn knew that the second half of what Goebbels didn't say was words such as "boastful" and "bragging", and this was not the first time I had heard such a description, and there was no sense of loss in my heart, but I said frankly: "Oh, I am really grateful to Eva for her reports and records, if it weren't for her, I would still be an unknown soldier now!" ”

Accustomed to other people's compliments to himself, and suddenly the other party praised and flattered not himself but his subordinates, the thin man was a little surprised, and therefore did not underestimate Lynn, which can be understood from his words: "Nietzsche said that gold will shine wherever it is buried!" A brave and fearless warrior like Sergeant Gargo, who is absolutely loyal to the Führer, will be widely recognized after all! ”

Lynn was about to speak, but the pain from the wounds in his legs and shoulders made him can't help but scold his mother in his heart: You really should behave when you perform, you can't always put yourself on like this, it's better to be leisurely next time!

For Lynn, Goebbels was grateful, but the two sides were not on the same level after all, so after some thanks and polite words, the two sides quieted down. With their parents around, the six children did not cry, some fell asleep, some whispered to their parents from time to time, and the Goebbels answered them with great patience - if it weren't for the peculiar nature of this thin man, Lynn would only see a strong sense of affection. But now, he wants to use this relationship to discover some insider stories hidden in history, but he is not good at asking random questions, so he is figuring out the timing along the way.

About an hour later, it was finally dawn, and the Allied planes were in sight. Despite being protected by troops sent by the 12th Army, the armored units were also unable to move in the daytime, and they quickly drove into a birch forest. The trees here are more than 10 meters tall, and in late spring and early summer, they are full of foliage, like a huge canopy, providing shelter for vehicles parked in the woods.

It took several minutes for the armored car to come to a stop, and the door at the back of the car was opened, and Goebbels' children were horrified by the ensuing crunching sound. After Tanze, Tchmel and other soldiers gave way, two military medical officers with medical kits climbed into the armored car, they first checked the bodies of the children one by one, and then carefully inquired about the physical condition of the Goebbels couple, and seeing that the dignitaries of the empire and their families were safe, one of them turned to Lynn, examined the wound for him without saying a word, and then said coldly: "The leg needs to be stitched up as soon as possible to stop the bleeding!" ”

Hearing this, Goebbels suddenly became excited, and he said loudly: "Deal with it immediately, we must find ways to save this leg of our combat hero, and there must be no accidents!" The surgery was done immediately! ”

At first glance, Lynn was as surprised as the two medics, but when you think of Goebbels' crippled leg from polio, you can understand why he was so touched. The medics quickly brought a stretcher and asked the soldiers to carefully carry him out of the armored vehicle. By this time, the other soldiers had already set up camp in the woods, and there were still many wounds in the previous battle, including some armored soldiers in black uniforms. Lynn glanced around and saw the officer, who looked like Bach, entering the tent in taupe camouflage, and the Goebbels, after getting out of the car, led the children towards the tent.

"Anesthetic! Drug! The routine voice of a male medic drew Lynn's attention back to the fact that the white coats were already stained with blood on their gloves and that the soldiers undergoing surgery were groaning in a dull moan—a far cry from the tension of the first time on the battlefield.

"Local anesthesia, hurry, hurry!"

The military medical officer frowned and picked up the scissors, and cut the blood-stained gauze along the wound, although Lynn suffered from the pain, he endured a word, he lay flat and looked up, Wolfrum and others were blocked outside the temporary operating room, and the wounded were constantly being carried in outside, it seemed that they were all soldiers who had been injured in the previous battle and had only been treated for temporary hemostasis.

Compared to the pain of the wound, the pain of the needle prick was nothing, but before the effect of the anesthetic had been played, the military medical officer could not wait to treat Lynn's wound - even if it was just a gentle wipe, the pain would go straight to the heart. Lynn felt that every second was as long as a century, and with the courage of a man and the perseverance of a soldier, he endured and endured it, but finally fainted.

(To be continued)