After leaving the city defense headquarters, Lin En drove the soldiers to the defense zone of the "Northern European" Division, but no longer wanted to find someone, but asked the military doctor to perform surgery on Tanze. On the fierce and cruel battlefield, pulling the warhead and suturing the bullet holes was just a simple minor operation, and it was successfully completed in less than half an hour. Because the muscles and arteries were not damaged, the military doctor said that Tanze's injuries only needed to be well recuperated and would not leave any sequelae under normal circumstances. In addition, the dedicated military doctor also bandaged Lin En and treated the abrasions caused by shrapnel fragments.

By the time Lynn and his group returned to the Army Library in the north of the city, it was already dawn.

Standing in front of the window with only shooting holes, Lynn finally saw Berlin again, a city that had almost become a ruin. The other side of the Spree River was filled with black and gray smoke rising from the sky, and the sound of gunfire explosions never stopped, and gunfire sounds followed one after another, as if there was never an end to rain. In the further city, the boundaries between buildings and streets and pavements had been blurred and turned into a truly "out of reach".

Arranged Brewer on the first shift and let the other soldiers go to bed first, but Linn himself was worried about the safety of Wolfrum and Noah. He went downstairs silently and drove onto the military bucket cart along the Bodhi Street to the Spree River Bridge. At this time, the Soviet heavy artillery that advanced to the eastern suburbs of Berlin had begun to frequently bombard the city center area, so that the road was terrifying. The roaring heavy shells were enough to destroy the entire building, or to produce large areas of instant killing on the street. In order to avoid these non-direct-seeking shells, Linn had to join the city again.

City Cross-country Race, driving through the streets and ruins in a thrilling way, driving skills as rapid as this language. After finally reaching the west bank of the Spree River Bridge, the scene in front of him made him feel heavy. Although the City Defense Command sent more reserve troops to the east of the city before dawn, the Soviet army's vigorous offensive could not be stopped. A group of German soldiers retreated across the bridge in a mess, and several "Tiger King" and "Black Panther" also retreated to the east of the bridge. Under the guidance of the infantrymen who used battlefield telephones to contact the front line, they raised their muzzles and fired grenades into the distance.

Lynn looked anxiously and nervously at the soldiers retreating across the bridge, trying to find familiar faces. However, as time passed quickly, he saw only strange and lost faces. Most of these soldiers were SS troops, and the National Defense Army soldiers were often just a small team or scattered people. The proportion of wounded people was very high, and some even exceeded half. Some officers wanted to borrow Lynn's bucket truck to transport seriously injured people, but at this time an effective means of transportation was more precious than guns or even property. Lynn had to use the excuse of exhausting gasoline and refusing special tasks. So he survived empty stomach until after 11 o'clock, and finally saw Noah holding the "tank killer" rocket launcher on the bridge deck, and saw the bloody Wolfrum on the side.

"Hey, brothers, I'm here! Here!" Lynn shouted with relief. When the two saw him, the frustration on their faces was swept away, but their staggering steps could not hide their fatigue. Seeing that Lynn had gauze wrapped around his head and his cheeks were covered with iodine for anti-inflammatory wounds, he couldn't say a word of complaint.

Lynn stepped forward and hugged him. Seeing that Wolfrum had suffered some skin injuries, Noah was even more safe. He showed a bitter and relieved smile and hurriedly called the two of them into the car.

"Marcos and Carl are both back. Marcos was shot in the leg, but his injuries are not serious." Lynn said to the two men who were returning with difficulty with excitement, "I will take you to the Nordic division to treat the wounds. Their troops have not yet entered the battle, and the military doctors are not too busy!"

"My injury is just a small problem!" Wolflum said stubbornly, and his words involved the wound on his head, gritting his teeth in pain.

Lynn saw Wolflum's appearance in the rearview mirror and felt no funny at all. At this time, Noah asked, "How is the situation of Sergeant Brucker?"

As soon as these words were said, Lin Neng's mood immediately cooled down. He shook his head in disappointment: "Another brave soldier escaped the trouble of killing and went to the kingdom of Ren and Love to report!"

"One day..." Wolflum sighed, "We will also be free!"

Lin En did not respond, and turned the steering wheel with all concentration, and successfully bypassed a crater while maintaining a speed of 50 yards. This trip came back, probably when Soviet artillerymen started eating. The street under the Bodhi tree was almost over, but no shells fell. However, Lin En was not in a good mood. He glanced at the oil meter from time to time, and the pointer had reached the bottom. He had no experience in saying how far this situation could go - according to the power and weight of the vw82 barrel car, those liters of gasoline were enough to run forty or fifty kilometers.

call out……

When Lin Neng heard the sharp and rapid "whistle sound", he didn't look at the rearview mirror at all. He glanced at the streets and alleys in front of the right, and quickly turned the steering wheel to the right. The military bucket car painted with yellow and green camouflage immediately turned to the alley on the side. It was double-teamed by two rows of tall buildings, and several tanks and assault guns were parked along the street. It was a relatively ideal place to avoid Soviet artillery bombardment. However, the stones and cement falling from the buildings were everywhere, and it was difficult for ordinary wheeled vehicles to drive over.

The situation could not allow Lin En to be picky and choose. Soviet artillery shells had already fallen like meteors. The light generated by the explosion instantly stings through the rearview mirror. He stepped on the accelerator with no choice. The military barrel car suddenly neighed like an attacking war horse and rushed towards the depths of the streets.

The wheel was crushed with a piece of cement larger than a fist and jumped up suddenly. Lynn, who was holding the steering wheel, was fine, Wolfrum and Noah were almost thrown out, and they had to grab the handrail next to him, and the anti-tank rocket launcher placed next to him even jumped high - fortunately, there was no rocket, otherwise he would have to worry about the thing being "gone" suddenly.

The scene of the deafening explosion was thrown outside the streets and alleys, but Lin Neng didn't dare to relax at all. The screams and huge explosions followed made the ground and the surrounding buildings tremble. The powerful impact and the shrapnel scattered at high speed burst into countless miscellaneous dregs. The streets and alleys suddenly filled with smoke and dust, and fragments fell. The seemingly clever and convenient vw82 barrel truck jumped forward dangerously, and the armored soldiers wearing black uniforms along the way even flew into their respective tank assault guns.

After driving the car to fifty or sixty meters away from the alley, Linn slowed down and finally braked the car on the side of a Leopard tank. If it was on the battlefield where fire was exchanged across the two sides, this was undoubtedly the most dangerous position, but the situation is very different now. If the building next to it suddenly collapses or a large area of ​​walls cracks, the tall and solid body of the Leopard tank will win more survival opportunities for the small military car parked next to it and the passengers on the car.

Although the tremor and fall in the deep streets were much lighter than the outside, just in case, the armored soldiers also entered the tank and closed the hatch. The last man was about to drill into the hatch of the turret when he saw the military barrel car coming to the next door of the tank. He stopped and probably saw that the car was sitting in a low-level SS sergeant and two soldiers. He did not mean to say hello, but left a cold glance, then retracted into the turret and closed the hatch with a slam. All of this happened to be brought into sight by Lynn, and he suddenly felt despised. This was only very occasional.
Chapter completed!