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In terms of the priority of target selection, Lynn felt that those Soviet trucks that might be loaded with ammunition and fuel should at least be equivalent to tanks for destruction, but the battle has been fought so far, and most of the targets for German soldiers to place explosives are tanks. Even if bullets flew past him along the way, he just kept his head down and bent as much as he could, and did not stop to entangle with the enemy a little farther away. However, when passing behind an assault gun, Leng Buding met a Soviet soldier who was also unprepared, and was shocked, and subconsciously raised the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger at the same time - without waiting for the other party to aim the muzzle of the "** sand" at himself, Lynn directly gave him a shuttle. Less than ten meters apart, a series of bullets popped into the human body, and the blood star foam that burst out quietly splashed in the dark night firelight.

Call......

Looking at the Soviet soldier who fell to the ground on his back, Lynn breathed a sigh of nervousness. In such an encounter, life and death are decided in an instant, but who can guarantee that their nervous response will always be half a beat faster than the other party?

Too late to examine the unfortunate opponent, Lynn looked up. The surrounding carports look like ordinary four-wheeled and six-wheeled trucks, but when you get closer, you will find that their rear wheels are a group of two close together, the "four wheels" are actually the front 2 and the rear 4, and the "six wheels" are the front 2 and the rear 8, which is very reminiscent of the famous Dodge and GM trucks in the United States, and they can be seen in almost every movie about World War II. As everyone knows, the United States transferred a large amount of materials and equipment to the Soviet Union in accordance with the Lend-Lease Act, including more than 400,000 trucks and jeeps, which also enabled the Soviet industry to concentrate on the production of tanks and self-propelled guns, thus forming a "double superiority" in troops and equipment on the Eastern Front.

Seeing the tall officer and the three "Night Warriors" getting into the cab and back compartment of two Soviet trucks, Lynn suddenly realized that they were not trying to destroy these vehicles but wanted to use them to retreat - this may be a strategy that had been decided at the beginning of the operation, or perhaps he had informed the accompanying "miscellaneous soldiers" before setting off that Lynn had no way of knowing all this, and it was too late to stop and ask those companions to do everything they could to destroy these Soviet trucks, he hesitated for a moment and found a truck nearby, Lifting the tarpaulin and looking into the compartment, there was half a carload of undetermined cargo inside. He made a quick decision, took out the only remaining explosives, pulled them and threw them into the carriage, then threw off his steps and ran forward quickly, counting to eight in his heart, and pounced forward in the posture of the goalkeeper jumping on the ball, although the ground was a little cold and hard, but the lying position obviously helped to save his life. In an instant, the dazzling light came with a deafening loud noise, and the violent explosion not only turned the truck into a burning fireball, but also tore the steel frame + tarpaulin compartments of several trucks of the same model around it, and the burning debris was scattered all over the ground. And that's not all, in the blink of an eye, the ensuing explosions produced an earth-shattering scene: the flames that rose into the sky were comparable to the heavy shells fired by battleships, quickly breaking through the height of twenty or thirty meters vertically, and directly swallowing three or four trucks next to them in the horizontal direction. Two or three seconds later, the nearest truck was also turned into a barrel of explosives under the flames. The second yellow fireball like a giant cactus suddenly rose up, and a powerful wave of qi set off countless miscellaneous pieces and swept across the radius......

Although there was still a possibility that the affected trucks would be killed, seeing that the two trucks seized by the "Night Soldiers" had been launched, Lynn still struggled to get up, pointed at the Soviet truck that had just exploded and yelled at them: "Bastard, do you see? That's what you're supposed to blast! That's what counts! ”

Unfortunately, the German special operations elite did not understand his Chinese at all, and a "Night Soldier" was still desperately waving to Lynn in the back of the truck, shouting the slogan for him to get in the car and evacuate.

Lynn wanted to cry without tears.

Reversing and turning, the truck that started first drove towards Lynn, the tall officer sat in the passenger seat, and the "Night Soldier" who was driving seemed to be more familiar with Soviet trucks, he drove with one hand, and the other hand reached out of the window and slammed the car door hard, still shouting those retreat slogans.

At this moment, Lynn couldn't contain his excitement at all, and he even wanted to shoot the front wheel of the truck directly, so that the guys in the car could stop and take a good look at the target they had missed. But he didn't pull the trigger in the end—and he wouldn't have done so. It's just that the great loss turned into resentment, and he shouted at the top of his voice: "Fools, you are a bunch of fools!" ”

The "Night Soldiers" in the car would never know what this "miscellaneous soldier" who suddenly lost his cool was trying to do, and when he stood there and roared, the tall officer just glanced at him coldly.

After reversing adjustments, a second truck also came from not far away. At this moment, a cannonball came out of nowhere, leaving Lynn with little time to dodge. Fortunately, the caliber of this cannonball is not large, and the power is relatively effective, it exploded on the mud ground in front of it with a bang, and the splattered mud instantly swept Lynn's face, like a vicious slap.

Lynn was stunned, but after a while, her head was clear again, and her thoughts were spinning faster.

It is rash to judge whether this operation has failed or not based on superficial phenomena, even if the commander is really stupid, there is a saying that "keep the green mountains and are not afraid of running out of firewood", if you end the war journey because of anger - directly killed by the enemy or become a prisoner, then you are a real big fool!

Disturbed by the shells, the second truck, controlled by the German soldiers, turned slightly outward, so that its route was a little farther away from Lynn, and this was most likely his only chance to evacuate the village. With the belief of survival, Lynn did not hesitate to take a step, even if the bullets whizzed past his ears and the roar of the enemy soldiers sounded close at hand, he did not delay even half a second to look back. At this moment, the "Night Soldier" in the back of the truck was firing heavily with an assault rifle, and it apparently had a certain suppressive effect on the Soviet infantry for a short time.

Three or four meters away from the truck, Lynn stepped on the low-lying place with his left foot, and a piercing pain suddenly came from his ankle. I used to play football without breaking my feet, but this is a completely different body after all, and it has not reached 100% integration in just four days. Despite this, Lynn suppressed all distractions with the strongest will, mentally injected a shot into his ankle to "seal", and at the same time ran forward with all his strength - the second truck, which was being attacked by Soviet gunfire, slowed down slightly, and a "Night Warrior" opened the rear fender of the car, grabbed the side railing with one hand, and stretched the other hand to pull Lynn.

The pain in his clenched lips and his body staggered with his footsteps, and Lynn struggled to stretch out his right hand, he couldn't imagine if a bullet hit him......

The cold hand finally grabbed the other cold hand, and the two instantaneous bursts of force sent the heavy body off the ground, and despite the unbearable pain of his chest hitting the board of the carriage, Lynn grabbed the carriage with an amazing second reaction, and then climbed in with the help of his companions.

I actually walked before the ghost gate closed!

Before Lynn could sort out her mixed feelings, she struggled to her feet, driven by the shouts of her companions and the sound of gunfire. The submachine gun was still clutched in his left hand, and he quickly picked it up with both hands and got down on one knee. The German soldiers who remained in the Soviet tank assembly area were clearly inspired by the cries of their comrades and knew exactly what they would face if they were left behind, and they retreated - but not in a hurry. Several of the tanks parked side by side still exploded one after another, and Lynn saw some figures wearing steel helmets with big ears fighting and retreating behind, and some of the first ones had already boarded the first truck. Some of the Soviet soldiers who were trying to organize a counterattack seemed to have realized that the raiders were trying to evacuate, shouting slogans and rushing forward, while others simply climbed onto their tanks and opened fire. If the Mauser 98K had been kept, Lynn would have taught them a fatal lesson, but unfortunately the MP44 ran out of bullets, and the MP40 had a limited range and also had little ammunition, so he had to carry a submachine gun on one shoulder, hold the carriage baffle with his right hand, and reach out with his left hand to help his companions board the truck in the moving state. It wasn't until several more soldiers got into the car that he stepped back a little and sat back and gasped for air.