Led by a desperate commander like Lynn, and followed by a group of desperate warriors, the battle to attack the armory was over in less than two minutes. Just five people killed 27 US officers and soldiers, and only one of them was injured in bullets...

Lynn crawled out of the cockpit of the M2 light tank and quickly walked to the injured commando. The unlucky guy was shot in the abdomen and another commando was treating him with bleeding.

"Hey, man, are you okay?" Lynn asked with concern.

There are inevitably casualties in battles, which is a well-known truth, let alone this kind of battle with fewer enemies. However, from the perspective of emotion, who is willing to leave his friendly comrades in a foreign country far away from his hometown, and even unable to place a tombstone?

"The situation is a bit bad!" The commando held back his pain and smiled, "Sir, please go first! I'll stay here and cut off the back!"

Such righteousness makes people feel both emotional and helpless - why is such an army of soldiers still the losers of the war? Lynn said flatly: "Just kidding, I Lynn Galgo never leaves any brother! Man, if you bandage the wound, help him back to the jeep, and the rest... put explosives and fuses respectively, we will blow up here!"

They were all night battle elites who had undergone special combat training, and the commandos immediately acted as Lynn ordered.

Lynn couldn't help with the hemorrhage and bandage. He got up and walked to the center of the aisle. Except for four tanks, some jeeps and light infantry cannons, the armory stored all boxes of supplies - guns, ammunition, explosives, and all of them were standard weapons and ammunition from the US military, which was not of great help to the commandos that still used German equipment. Therefore, his eyes eventually fell back to the two m2 tanks outside. The US military officers and soldiers had been debugging these "old guys" who had been stored for a long time. In terms of combat performance, this light tank could not be on the table at all, but this place was not a European battlefield. The US troops stationed near the base would not have a high possibility of having tanks and heavy artillery.

Thinking of this, Lynn re-entered the tank just now and used the tank posture skills he learned in the "Vampire" commando training camp to try to activate it.

Gulou...

The small horsepower gasoline engine neighed crisply. The early development of the US tanks learned a lot from British tanks. The m2 driving system was almost the same as that of the British tanks that Lynn came into contact with during the commando training. After a brief exploration, he drove it smoothly, advanced, and advanced. Lynn sat in the driving position where the hatch was opened and watched the gate of the armory approaching little by little. This was like a simple driving game, and he really felt a little proud in his heart.

In the case of Cai, he drove out of the armory, which was not too old but had far behind the mainstream performance, and stopped beside the jeep he had just driven. The commando had helped the wounded, and three people were sitting in the jeep. Turn off the engine and leave the tank. Lynn had a brief conversation with them. The one who was more confident in artillery followed him as a temporary guest appearance as an armored soldier. The other person was responsible for driving the jeep and sending the wounded back to the medical station.

Assault commandos who volunteered to operate the artillery helped him drag the US soldiers who had just been killed in the tank, Lynn personally checked the tank's fuel and ammunition. It can be seen that the Americans had prepared everything before the battle. The oil cylinder was filled with newly loaded gasoline, and the inner cabin ammunition box was also loaded with 37mm shells and machine gun bullets, which also saved him a lot of trouble.

After a while, the commandos loaded the detonators in the armory with local materials. Lynn finally came to the door and looked at it, still lamenting the Americans' "luxury": Can the guards of just two battalions use the weapons and ammunition that can handle a battle?

But then I thought about it, modern warfare is not just about the quality and will of the army. Whether it has strong national strength and industrial strength as a backing has become the primary factor in determining the outcome of the war. At this time, Lin En was a little sad. Although he had ambitions, he might not have the chance to realize it.

"Light, retreat!" he ordered coldly.

After igniting multiple fuses, the two commandos quickly left the armory. Lynn asked them to go on a jeep to take care of the wounded and deal with possible battles on the way. They went on a tank to control the machine gun, and drove the m2 himself toward the direction of the medical station. Considering that the technicians may feel dizzy, cramps in their hands and feet at any time in their work and life, the medical station is located between the base work area and the living area.

Without being familiar with its performance, Lynn could not drive this American light tank to a speed of 58 kilometers per hour, but this was still quite refreshing than driving a jeep: you don’t have to pay attention to the blocking of the barbed wire door and directly crash and crush it. When you see the US sentry, you don’t have to come down to fool it. You can use the machine gun on the tank to clean it up, which saves time and effort. The only thing you need to pay attention to is those who occupy the commanding heights and carry out the battle.

Not long after walking, a shocking roar came from behind. Its momentum was even more magnificent than the moment the atomic bomb was tested. The huge explosion instantly overwhelmed the still noisy sound of anti-aircraft guns outside. Sitting in the cockpit, although Lin Neng could not look back and watch the magnificent scene of the explosion in the armory, his sudden brightening vision fully demonstrated the intensity of the explosion.

In the sky ahead, the "UFO" with silver light flashing can still be seen. Just looking at the direction of its flight, it should be out of the sight of the US air defense forces soon. I don't know if it has enough fuel to turn more minutes. Time is tight, and Lynn chose the most direct path to rush hard. In a few minutes, this novel combination of "light tank leaders and behind the jeep hall" successfully arrived at the medical station occupied by the commandos. The bodies were all over the ground, and there were also faint gunshots around. Lynn turned the tank front.

Heading towards the base gate, he retreated and parked it in a dark corner next to the building, allowing two commandos to stay on the tank to control artillery and machine guns to deal with the peripheral US troops that might be put into counterattack at any time after discovering the abnormality. After that, he quickly pulled off the US military cap and blood-stained US uniforms, helped the commandos lift their injured companions off their jeep, took the helmet and assault rifle of the commandos who had temporarily lost their combat effectiveness, wore a shirtless vest, buckled the steel helmet, and drove the jeep to the living area of ​​the base.

After more than ten minutes of cleaning and searching, many commandos were already escorting older technicians and their frightened and frustrated families to the medical station along the way. Lynn kept stopping to identify them. Some of them were senior technicians, but were not in the core department of the atomic bomb project, and some were just administrative and logistics managers. For these worthless goals, Lynn only had one action: shaking his head at the commandos. When he drove away, a series of gunfire sounds came from behind. Although this was extremely cruel, the assault that took great risks would not be merciful or hesitant.

Just like fishing, if you put a big net, you can always catch a few valuable fish as long as you put it in the right position. Soon, Lynn saw a commando escort Dr. FR, who is the top German Jewish physicist James Frank, a quantum expert in the atomic bomb test project. In Lynn's judgment, this person's role and significance can rank among the top ten in the "Manhattan Project".

"Hey, Dr. Fr!" Lynn stared at the gray-faced Jew in pajamas. Because of the bad political atmosphere in Germany, he moved to the United States in the mid-1930s and taught at university until he joined the nuclear program led by Oppenheimer. Because of his "same background", Lynn's disguise identity was an auxiliary researcher in molecular physics. He had several simple conversations with him in the past eight weeks, and even sat on a table for dinner. At first, Dr. Frank did not recognize him, but when Lynn took off his helmet and smiled under the light of searchlights and gunfire, the doctor seemed to have seen the demon from hell.

"This is the core expert of the American atomic bomb project and a great German scientist!" Lynn said to the commando who was escorting the doctor, "We must do our best to take good care of it!"

The commando replied vigorously in standard German: "Yes, obey the order!"

Facing Lynn's gaze, Dr. Frank was like a deflated ball, without saying a word.

Lynn continued to drive forward and soon found Major Braz at Oppenheimer's residence. Apparently, he had learned about the big fish from the commandos.

"Dr. Oppenheimer? I thought you had already flew to Washington!"

After getting off the bus, Lynn said in surprise.

Looking at Lynn, Oppenheimer, who looked frustrated, was even more surprised.

Lynn held the assault rifle in one hand and spread it out with the other: "Sorry, I used your kindness!"

The situation was so obvious that there was no need to explain anything. Oppenheimer said viciously: "You Nazis will definitely be punished, and you will definitely be!"

Lynn listened to this way on the screen, but when someone cursed himself in person, he couldn't help feeling a little frustrated and tingling. He said rebelliously: "We are not as evil as you think. In fact, we are just warriors, soldiers who are loyal to Germany, and only fulfill their responsibilities as warriors!"

"Hmph! A tycoon! Butcher!" Oppenheimer continued to curse.

Lynn turned to Braz helplessly: "This is the number one figure in the atomic bomb project. If we catch him, we have no regrets about our trip!"

Braz nodded and immediately ordered the commandos to take Oppenheimer back to the medical station. He was about to say something to Lynn, but the sound of cannons outside stopped.

At this time, more than twenty minutes had passed since the commando entered the base by truck. Although Lynn was not sure about the specific performance of the empire's "UFO", he felt that there were no invincible weapons in the world, and it took a certain risk to wander in nearby airspace for a long time. Faced with the huge number of US anti-aircraft artillery groups with fierce firepower, he was already satisfied.

The searchlights reflecting the bright night sky are still searching in the night sky. Looking up, the originally blue and deep sky curtain is covered with gray smoke, and UFOs have long disappeared.

At this moment, Braz turned around and headed towards the direction of the "UFO" leaving, and saluted with a stern expression on his face with deep sadness behind it.

"What's wrong?" Lynn was very surprised.
Chapter completed!