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After a long wait, the frozen time began to flow again, and the roar in the ears gradually decreased, and the tremor of the floor also decreased.

All this is so similar to the wind and rain of nature.

The crackling explosions eventually left only those in the sky.

Lynn opened her eyes and had patted the young woman and little Catri. They were covered in a layer of ash, but thankfully nothing else.

When I turned my head, the white goatee had turned into a "gray goatee", and the head and face were covered with a layer of ash. Lynn hurriedly asked, "Hey, Mr. Roelsen!" You okay? ”

As soon as the words fell, the guy "came to life" in a violent cough: "Ahem, cough, cough...... These Russians! Ahem......"

Although night had fallen, the bombardment could easily ignite the building, and there was indeed a dim yellow glow outside the balcony. Lynn didn't know why the Soviets had chosen this time to launch such a massive air raid, but he couldn't think of a better word to survive such a heavy bombardment than "God forbid."

took a breath and was about to appease little Catri, when a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his head: this Soviet air raid was so ferocious, the soldiers in charge of the guard must have gone to their respective hiding, wouldn't the road leading to the dock be unimpeded?

Thinking of this, Lynn shouted, "Hurry up, everyone take your things and come with me, hurry up!" ”

Not knowing what the other party wanted, the young woman and the white goatee were a little dazed at first, until Lynn grabbed the suitcase and rushed out with Catrii in her arms, that they woke up like a dream.

The airstrike had just ended, and the corridors of the hotel were still covered with a faint cloud of smoke and dust, and there were many debris scattered on the dirty carpet, and it seemed that even if the Soviets had not directly hit the building, the successive bombardments had caused some damage to the old building. Walking down the wooden spiral staircase, Lynn shouted to the young woman and the white goatee to watch out for the new break in the steps, and as he passed the second floor, he heard someone crying out for help in pain, but he couldn't pay attention to it at all.

Gritting her teeth, she rushed to the bottom floor of the hotel, and when she looked back to see the young woman and the white goatee following her, Lynn walked out of the door with confidence. The streets were littered with stones, veneers, and debris of indecipherable textures, and there was not a single figure in sight.

Time was everything at the moment, and Lynn turned around and shouted "Follow me", and hugged little Catrili and ran in the direction of the port.

Along the way, although there were no bloody scenes of mutilated limbs, the damage and collapse of the houses caused by the explosion still made the otherwise smooth road rugged and difficult to navigate. Stepping on a piece of gravel, Lynn almost broke his foot, and hurriedly reminded the two behind him to be more careful. After a while, they came to the cordon that separated the dock from the city. There was not a single civilian left of the civilians who had crowded here during the day, and there was not a single sentry on the other side.

Lynn suppressed the excitement in her heart, put down little Catrili, and forcefully moved the wooden frame with barbed wire with both hands, and then turned her head anxiously at the white goatee and the young woman who were still being pulled down thirty or forty meters.

"Hurry, hurry!" Little Catrili was also on the side to help cheer up.

When the two finally followed to the cordon, a rough voice sounded in the dark: "What are you doing?" ”

Lynn was shocked and followed the voice. A large-eared steel helmet was walking out of the porch of a nearby building, and it seemed that he had just escaped the air raid in this house.

In a hurry, Lynn replied, "222, we got 222, it's our turn to go in!" ”

Big Ear was carrying a Mauser rifle in one hand along the steel helmet, and seeing that Lynn was also in military attire, he was not too vigilant, but said according to the rules: "Take out your number plates!" ”

Lynn sideways led the white goatee and the young woman through the cordon, saying "here" as she put down the little Catrily, and then pretended to reach for the number plate.

As in the trenches against Maozi soldiers, he suddenly pulled out the shell gun from the belt at his waist, and pulled the hammer away with his thumb, a soft and crisp click that was particularly clear in the silence of the night.

Though he didn't want to shoot, Lynn aimed the gun at the head of the steel helmet.

"Don't move! I don't want to hurt anyone, I just want them to board as soon as possible. Alice, take Catrili away, let's go! ”

Seeing this, although the young woman was frightened, she did not dare to hesitate, and she hurriedly took the little Catri and dragged her to the dock. At this time, the little girl was afraid that her father would be injured, so she cried out loud.

Lynn was very anxious, but he was not sure whether the soldier would open the net or rigidly abide by his duties, as long as he aimed his gun at the other party, he turned around and slowly retreated in the direction of the dock, and said: "Katrili, don't cry, I'm here, I won't leave you!" ”

"Hey, man, don't be impulsive!" The large ear rim steel helmet on the opposite side finally spoke, and slowly bent down to rest the rifle in his hand on the ground.

It may be sad to give in to the enemy, but to give in to a fellow citizen who wants to protect his loved ones is a manifestation of a person's surname.

At this moment, Lynn relieved herself a little, and in order to prevent misfire, she reset the hammer of the shell gun, walked a few quick steps halfway to the side, bent down to pick up little Catrili, and stared at the sentry.

Because of the relationship between the little Catrili, the white goatee and the young woman did not go far, and Lynn was a little anxious, and shouted at them in a suppressed voice: "Go, go quickly!" ”

The white goatee and the young woman spread their feet and ran to the docks.

Lynn was still carrying the shell gun in one hand, half sideways as she ran, and the soldier had no intention of shooting from behind. It wasn't until he was about to leave the other's sight that Lynn shouted from afar, "Thank you, friend!" ”

After walking two blocks, the sound of the waves crashing against the pier was finally close at hand. Lynn breathed a sigh of relief, but she could hear the young woman walking in front of her exclaim "Ahh

Thinking that he had suddenly encountered other sentinels, Lynn subconsciously raised his right hand holding the gun, only to find that there were no soldiers in front of him. When I looked at the young woman's feet, I realized why she was screaming.

It's like you've just experienced a massacre, and the docks are littered with corpses. Not to mention civilians, even soldiers returning from the battlefield would be shocked to see this.

During the day, standing on the balcony on the fifth floor, you can see the situation of the dock, Lynn knows that this must be because of the bombing just now - the buildings and basements in the dock area can be used for temporary refuge, but the civilians and wounded soldiers are so eager to board the ship, and after entering the dock area, they do not follow the time order, so whenever a ship docks, the civilians and wounded soldiers who enter the dock area will crowd in a small area closest to the ship, once the Soviet army launches an air attack at this time, those who have not had time to evacuate will directly face the threat of enemy bombs.

Squinting his eyes and searching in his sight, Lynn soon saw a vague shadow of a ship on the water not far from the dock. In his impression, there were neither sunken ships nor fixed air defense ships at that location, and it should have been the steamer that entered the harbor at dusk. At that time, it was estimated that the ship was not yet full of retreating civilians, but it was not known whether it returned to the dock or left the port directly after the Soviet air raid.

Woo......

This long whistle is like a horn from the battlefield, sending out an unyielding roar at the fierce and brutal enemy. Lynn put away the shell gun, holding the little Catrili in one hand and the young woman in the other.

After a few days of getting along, even the most intimate boundaries have been broken, but he has never held this delicate, silky and cold hand.

"Katri, good girl, close your eyes! Alice, be brave and follow me! ”

As an impostor father and nameless husband, Lynn gently but firmly encourages the mother and daughter to overcome this last obstacle and walk past a corpse with a hideous face and a terrifying posture to the dock where they can be kept away from the place of death.

Woo......

The whistle sounded again, and a blurred black shadow on the water suddenly lit up a headlight, and at this moment, Lynn realized that it was so close. A strong pillar of light shone on the dock, and Lynn suddenly felt bathed in the holy light from heaven, and the heavy soul was relieved at this moment.