The Soviet bombardment had just ended, and the steamers bravely returned to the dock, and the civilians who had been hiding because of the air raids were like stubborn ants, and they flocked to the docks in droves. Soldiers stationed at the docks also showed up in time, some of them were busy treating the wounded and carrying corpses, and some of them arrived at the docks before the civilians did, and cooperated with the sailors on the ship to re-tie the ropes, set up the gangway, and maintain order

This time, Lynn's family with the white goatee took a very high position. When the soldiers began to let them go, they used their strong bodies to escort the family of three from behind. In order to save time and speed up, the soldiers who maintained order did not check the number plates of the refugees again, but just when Lynn thought that he would board the ship smoothly, a soldier wearing a boat-shaped hat in front of him reached out to stop him, looked up and down, and said loudly: "You are not a wounded soldier!" ”

By this time, the white goatee and the young woman had already walked up the gangway with their luggage, and Lynn hurriedly defended: "I was ordered to escort them aboard!" ”

The soldier, who looked to be in his early twenties, said with an indifferent expression: "The girl can get on the boat, unless there is a passage document, your escort mission is over!" ”

"I only have verbal orders from my superiors!" Lynn tried to get by, but the other party just shook his head coldly.

Seeing that he and little Catrili were about to be pushed away by the civilians who were eager to board the ship behind, Lynn tried to squeeze up the gangway, but the soldier's strength was no worse than his own, and seeing that the situation had changed, he raised his rifle to his chest with both hands and blocked Lynn hard. The other soldier next to him also turned around, he was a little shorter, but he didn't look good either.

There was nothing to be done for a while, so Lynn had to shout to the soldier in front of him: "Let the child go with her mother, they are on the gangway!" ”

The iron-faced selfless soldier nodded, let go of the rifle with his right hand, and grabbed little Katri from Lynn's arms: "You step aside, I'll send her up!" ”

Perhaps frightened by the crowd around her, little Catrili didn't have any sense of resistance at this time, and let the soldiers hold her and turn around and put her on the gangway, and the young woman was almost squeezed by the people on the gangway in order to wait for her daughter, so she hurriedly picked up her daughter.

The strength of the crowd was terrifying, and as soon as Lynn was relieved, he was squeezed to the side, and he had to shout to the mother and daughter on the gangway: "Alice, you go first, I will go to you!" ”

The young woman clung to her daughter—Lynn had never seen her hold Catrili so tightly, she seemed to nod her head, but she didn't speak, she didn't have time to speak, her weak body followed the anxious civilians around her up the gangway.

Squeezed back by the crowd again, Lynn was helpless, raised her right hand, and shouted with all her might: "Alice, take care of yourself, take good care of Catrily!" I'll definitely go to you! ”

The white goatee, who had already boarded the gangway along the gangway, was waiting there against the flow of people, and he seemed to notice that Lynn had not been able to board the boat at this time, but he was surprised that he only silently looked at it a few more times.

Seeing the young woman and Catrili safely on board, Lynn was relieved to think that the uneaten pieces of bread were also stuffed in her duffel bag, and she was relieved and comforted that she had finally escorted the family of three safely onto the ship anyway.

"Daddy! Father! ”

Little Catrili had just woken up from a dream, and she couldn't see her father, and she cried anxiously, the peculiar screams of children piercing through the noisy surroundings and reaching Lynn's ears.

"Katrili, Katrili!" Lynn shouted and shook her hands vigorously, but the complicated environment interfered with the child's vision, and she cried helplessly, and the young woman and the white goatee had to walk towards the stern of the boat because of the crowd after meeting at the side of the boat.

Lynn finally put down her hand, and the loss in her heart was unspoken. His eyes swept over the soldier who was blocking his boarding, and suddenly he scolded in Chinese out of control: "Bastard! You bastard! Tear apart other people's bastards alive! ”

When this sentence came out, even Lynn himself realized how powerless it was. These soldiers are just abiding by an order in which civilians withdraw first and soldiers retreat behind, so what's wrong?

The white goatee family of three could no longer be seen in sight, and Lynn felt as if he had been drained of his strength and was extremely tired, he bent down and supported his knees with his hands, panting heavily.

It's over!

Whether it's dew love or war love, it's over...... That's good!

The voice of reason said this, but knowing that the ship was full of retreating civilians and wounded, and with a long whistle announcing the beginning of a new journey, he still stood reluctantly on the dock, watching it slowly disappear from sight with those who had not been able to board.

It all came so suddenly, and ended so suddenly, that Lynn was a little abrupt.

At the advice of the soldiers, the wounded civilians who had not been able to board the ship slowly retreated to the area outside the dock and continued to wait. Or treat Lynn as a member of the garrison, but no one tells him to leave, and no one calls him for help. So, among a group of busy soldiers, this one seemed particularly lonely.

The white goatee family of three left by boat, where should they go? Lynn suddenly realized that he had never thought about it, and from the moment he decided to sell his special number plate, he had always thought that he was determined to stay with them.

Standing on a high balcony, there are many details that cannot be seen after all.

Hanging his head and walking back, thinking that maybe he could go to the Kyle Hotel to reapply for a special number plate to return to the team, Lynn suddenly caught a glimpse of a group of soldiers approaching him, and quickly flashed to the side. I could only hear these people walking in an extraordinarily neat pace, and this ordinary scene that only occurs in military parades evoked Lynn's memories, could they be too......

Raising his head unexpectedly, these were indeed "Night Warriors". Steel helmets with dark paint and mesh covers, dark pea camouflage, and assault rifles with infrared night vision are all part of their mystery.

Lynn roughly counted, there were more than 30 people in this team of "Night Warriors", and about half of them were carrying square battery boxes, and several people had bandages directly tied to their arms, and their neat steps could not hide their tiredness and embarrassment.

Thinking of the battle when he accompanied the "Night Soldiers" to the Soviet camp, Lynn felt his heart palpitate and his blood boiled at the same time. At this time, although the night was dark, he still tried to find one or two familiar faces among these people, but unfortunately when everyone had passed, this useless wish was still in vain.

Sighing lightly, he hung his head and continued to walk forward, having already left the dock, when Lynn suddenly heard a familiar voice. As he looked up, the man happened to pass by, perhaps to make an impression of Lynn's figure, and the man turned his head as well, and the two pairs of eyes happened to meet each other.

"Hey, it's you!"

The two agreed, but neither could call each other's names.

The non-commissioned officer in front of him was the "Night Soldier" who participated in the night raid with Lynn, and Lynn also helped him carry the heavy battery box on his back on the last leg of the journey. Although the impression is not as deep as that of the tall officer, after all, the distance is only a few days, and the appearance and attire of each have not changed much, so it is not surprising that they are recognized at a glance.

It was a rare meeting, but the non-commissioned officer was not in a hurry to greet Lynn, but said to the officer beside him: "Sir, this is the soldier I mentioned to you!" ”

Only then did Lynn notice the young officer in a black leather coat beside him, he was about the same height as herself, with a mustache that did not match his age, an angular face that was handsome, and a sharp look in his bright eyes.

Hearing what the non-commissioned officer said, the young officer politely took off his gloves and stretched out his right hand: "Hello, soldier! Eric says you're not only brave and cool-headed, but also have a big picture! ”

The tone of the sentence did not have the superiority of an officer over a soldier, nor the cold board of polite compliments, it was a feeling that sounded comfortable and did not make people feel any mockery and disdain.

Lynn hurriedly took off his velvet gloves and shook hands with the other party, and out of courtesy, he introduced himself first: "My name is Lynn. Gagor, attached to the SS 'Nordic' division. It's an honor to meet you, sir! ”

"Oh, Nordic Division!" The officer thought for a moment, "It has already withdrawn to the mainland half a month ago!" You're ......."

"Our company was broken up in the battle, and I withdrew to East Prussia with the sergeant squad leader and some other companions while fighting, most of them were killed, and I was ready to return to the team!" In order to face the sentinel's possible questioning when boarding the ship, Lynn had already conceived an explanation, and kept it firmly in mind, which was just right for now.

"I see!" The young officer nodded slightly, "SS Private Lynn. Gagor, I am the commander of the 1st rank of the SS Special Operations Unit Laurentz. Bach. In the name of the Great Führer and National Leader of the SS, you are hereby called upon to join my troops. Of course, you can say no at all! ”

Ten minutes ago, Lynn would have thought about it, but now that he is helpless and lonely, he can't ask for an invitation to join such an elite army, so why would he refuse?