In a long, real dream, Lynn meets Alice and Catrili instead of her former family. Summer is coming, the young and feminine woman wears a plain dress, the skirt flutters, revealing a pair of white slender legs, the little girl is draped in small curls, wearing a lovely floral dress, dancing under the watchful eye of her mother...... "Uh......" When she wakes up from the dream, the pain in her shoulders and legs is the most real, but the intensity of the pain is less than before. When you open your eyes, the clear sunlight shines through the gaps in the branches and leaves, and you are full of natural and harmonious beauty.

"Wake up, sir! Would you like some fish soup? Techmel's voice sounded like a normal conversation.

This kid doesn't seem to be worried about his injuries at all! Lynn muttered inwardly.

"Oh, woke up again, great!" It was Wolfrum's voice, accompanied by the gurgling sound of drinking soup, which sounded very indecent.

"Our Captain Gargo is really a nine-life cat, and with the little skill of the Soviets, he can't be killed!" Brewer's words sounded joking, and Lynn was tempted to refute them, but with his previous experience, he decided to save some strength first.

"Great!" Noah said angrily, "If we become the life-saver of Minister Goebbels's family, we will inevitably develop in the future, and we can also follow with some light!" ”

"Hey, you guys!" Lynn finally couldn't help himself, he turned his head to look at his men sitting against the trunk of the tree, each with a lunch box and bread in their hands, enjoying a rare meal, and the air was filled with the smell of burning wet wood. And, of course, the smell of the food.

"Sit up and drink some fish soup?" Turchmeier leaned over his childish face and asked very sincerely, holding the cleaned lunch box in both hands.

The same question was asked twice, and Lynn felt hungry and asked Titchmel to help him sit up. It was neither a makeshift operating room nor an armoured carriage, but an open-air location in the woods, with a stretcher under him replaced by a blanket with loose branches and leaves underneath.

Titchmel spooned the soup into Lynn's mouth as he explained, "There are several fresh fish that the soldiers caught in the stream!" The minister left his share to us, what a good man! ”

Good? That's what Lao Tzu bought with his life! Lynn continued to mumble in her mind. The moment the fish soup was eaten, I felt hungry in my stomach.

After drinking several sips of soup in a row, Lynn remembered what was going on and asked in a low voice, "Hey, Carl, did you see it...... Important people other than ministers? ”

Titchmel had a habit of rolling his eyes when thinking about problems, and this time was no exception. He thought for a moment: "Does the rank of major and captain count?" ”

"You stupid, how can an ordinary officer be compared to a minister?" Tanzer sneered, and then told Lynn, "I only see one SS colonel, and Minister Goebbels should be the biggest man here!" ”

"How is this possible?" Lynn immediately said to herself, of course, the kind that made the sound.

Tan Ze may not have heard what Lynn muttered clearly, but he thought he was old enough to analyze: "Sir, you think, since the Imperial Marshal and the SS leader were ordered to arrest, now there are only those marshals who are older than Minister Goebbels, but I don't see a single Wehrmacht soldier here, it's unreasonable!" ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Brewer leaned over and reminded Tanze, "Some things are better never known, and some names are better never mentioned!" ”

Seeing Brewer's serious look, Tanze quickly stopped.

Of the six remaining subordinates, Wolfrum and Brewer are the ones who are the elders, and the two have their own strengths. So, Lynn turned to Brewer and asked, "What do you see?" ”

"I didn't see the familiar faces in the pictorial, but I found that there are a lot of guys from the 'Führer Guard Flag Team' here, and they are all in high spirits!"

Brewer's flat words were far better than Tanze's messy analysis just now, and it also made Lynn even more firm in his suspicion that the Imperial Führer was the ultimate **oss escorted by this convoy!

However, if the Führer himself left Berlin on April 27, will there still be a scene of the Führer committing suicide in a Berlin bunker on April 30? The same martyred Eva. Are Braun and the Goebbels family of eight stand-ins? These are all barely reasonable, but Lynn is still a little puzzled: if they want to escape the pursuit of the Allies and the Soviet army, why did the Führer, Goebbels and others wait until the Soviet army surrounded Berlin to break out in such a dangerous way, and arrange a stand-in early? Could it be that there is something else hidden in this?

"Oh, yes! The big tent over there was supposed to be a gathering place for the chiefs, the communications officers were constantly coming in and out, and there were a few high-ranking medics! Brewer was referring to the same tent that Lynn had seen Colonel Bach walk into before the operation.

"High-ranking medics?" Lynn struggled to turn her head to look over there, but she didn't see anyone coming in or out.

"Uh-huh, it's not hard to tell!" Brewer swallowed the bread cube soaked in fish soup, and then said in a pretended deep voice, "Most of the senior military medical officers have participated in the last war, they are older, their ranks are higher, and more importantly, they always have a sad face!" ”

"Oh!" Lynn didn't bother to ask what this sad face had to do with the seniority of the medic officer, he continued to turn his head to look over there, and after a while, sure enough, a guy in a white coat walked out. The temperature in the daytime was also in the twenties, but the placket of his coat was tightly buttoned, and his rank as a school officer could only be seen from the collar badge.

"Colonel Bach should not be injured, Minister Goebbels and his family are at most bruised, there is no need for the senior military medical officer to bother so much!" Lynn's speculation was hidden in his heart, and he would not let anyone else hear it. But Brewer saw that he was looking at the tent in a daze, and quietly brought the mouth full of the smell of fish close to his ear, and whispered: "Sir, do you think the Führer is also ......?"

Lynn turned her head suddenly, her cheek almost touching Brewer's mouth, and she felt a palpitation.

Seeing Lynn's reaction, Brewer thought he had lost his words, and hurriedly grinned: "Casual nonsense!" Casual nonsense! ”

I drank half of the fish soup in the lunch box and ate some brown bread that I brought, and my stomach was much fuller. With a head full of doubts and conjectures, Lynn lay down again, thinking about it and still feeling unsteady, motioned to Brewer to come over with his ear, and whispered to him: "Your guess is not unreasonable, pay more attention to the tent, if there is any very special situation, call me!" ”

Brewer nodded hurriedly.

It's rare to take a comfortable nap, but it's a pity that the pain of the wound makes Lynn float from the depths of sleep to the shallow place from time to time, and comforts herself in the bottom of her heart to rest more is conducive to the recovery of the injury. He didn't open his eyes until he felt the chill pick up, and although it was a little darker, it was still some time before it really got dark. The surrounding soldiers were unhurriedly putting away their tents, and a small group of people were huddled around the armored communications vehicle, and the technical non-commissioned officer on it was supposed to be using radio equipment to receive information from the outside world.

Turning his head to find Brühl's figure, Lynn called his name, this unusual SS soldier hurriedly walked over and took the initiative to report to Lynn: "Communication between the outside world and Berlin has been cut off, and it is said that the last news is that the Soviet army has advanced to the Tyre Garden area, and tank guns can shoot directly at the Reich Chancellery and the Reichstag!" I'm afraid Berlin won't be able to hold out for a few days! ”

"The Führer is still calling on the military and civilians in Berlin to keep fighting?" Lynn asked in an indifferent tone.

Brewer nodded solemnly: "That's true!" It seems ......"

Before he could say the next sentence, Lynn intercepted: "Not necessarily! ”

"You mean......" Brewer glanced deliberately over the tent.

Lynn didn't speak, but calmed down and examined her wounds. The gunshot wound in the leg did not hurt the muscles and bones, which is quite a fluke, but it has to be recuperated for a long time, and the shoulder injury may be better, after all, there is no shrapnel left, as long as you keep resting and necessary nutrition, it is estimated that this young body will be able to heal completely in a few weeks. Thinking about recuperating from his injuries, he remembered the final destination of this trip, so he asked Brewer: "Do you know where we are now?" ”

"Not so sure!" Breuer replied, "I only know that it is the defense area of the 12th Army, probably southwest of Berlin!" ”

"Southwest?"

Lynn thought about it, the Elbe division of the U.S. Army and the Soviet Army was a matter of the last few days, although the battlefields on the eastern and western fronts were connected, but the defense area occupied by the Allies was not monolithic, as long as the weak point was found, it could still pass quickly in a surprise way. To the south to Bavaria and to the north to the coastal areas, both German-controlled areas. In the official history, the German generals strongly advised the Führer before the fall of Berlin to withdraw to the south and continue to command the battle, but the Führer scoffed at this suggestion and even strongly resented it.

To hell with those so-called canonical histories! Lynn's mind suddenly came to this thought, perhaps the truth of many events in history is the same as this Berlin breakout, buried deep for various reasons, leaving the world only the so-called facts compiled by the victors and those in power - at least Goebbels will not be able to break through the Soviet encirclement with his family and return to Berlin, and those extremely mysterious saucer-shaped flying machines are not to say that they are illusions made by German engineers!

About an hour later, the makeshift campsite in the birch forest was opened. Dinner was bacon, bread and mushroom soup, which was much more hearty than what Lynn had enjoyed in Berlin before, not to mention that the leg injury and shoulder injury did not affect his eating, and the quota for sick meals was relaxed, and he made up for it fiercely. After this, the soldiers officially put away their camping equipment, and the wounded were carried back to the armored vehicles. At Lynn's request, Brewer peered intently at the tent the entire time. In addition to the Goebbels family, the SS colonel who appeared to be Bach, and two other SS officers of the rank of colonel, he saw paramedics carrying a man on a stretcher to a "Panther" in front, in addition to a veiled, unidentified woman following the stretcher, escorted into the same "Panther" by an SS colonel.

Describing what he had observed, Brewer added his own analysis: "The tank must have been modified, otherwise the stretcher would not have been able to get in, and there would be no room for one, two, three, four, five or six...... Six people! At least six people! ”

"Six people again?" Lynn frowned slightly, it seemed that his capacity estimate of the "Black Panther" that the Goebbels family was riding in was not wrong, but it was a pity that he was too hasty to save people, and he didn't have time to see what kind of modification method was inside it. Didn't you remove the artillery bore bracket and ammunition or something, leaving only a thick shell and power system?

(To be continued)