Chapter 99 Should I be happy or sad

As the sun sets, sitting in the half-tracked armored vehicle moving forward, Lin Neng closed his eyes silently and rested. When he was selected to participate in the night attack troops, the "dark night warriors" he saw were in the car in this posture. The initial doubts were answered naturally, so will the confusions in his heart be answered one by one?

Lynn hopes for this.

The car was traveling for more than an hour, and when he arrived at his destination, the night had already fallen. Although the Soviet Air Force on the Eastern Front would also be dispatched at night, the threat to the German officers and soldiers was relatively less. Linn followed his companions to step out, sorting out his luggage next to the car, and gathering in a row. Because he followed the action plan, he knew that the assault team he was in was only part of the battle tonight. The third assault team will use hundreds of "dark night" soldiers and more than forty sets of infrared night vision equipment, and the armored company will also use more than ten tank and armored vehicles to match together.

The 11th Armored Army's counterattack operation at the protruding position of the front line - the battle started in the daytime. It is said that the front line troops successfully broke through the Soviet front line. At this moment, hearing the sparse sound of artillery from the front, the main force that was put into the counterattack should have temporarily slowed down and rested. According to the plan, some elite troops of the group army will carry out interlude operations with the help of the "Vampire" commando equipped with infrared night vision equipment, cut off the oil and ammunition supply from the rear of the Soviet army, and attack their command and artillery positions.

In a moment, a SS infantry unit with more than 40 people was led by an officer to meet up - this scene was so familiar to Lynn!

"Person Paul Scherim, the 11th SS Voluntary Armored Grenadier Division of the 11th SS, was ordered to report!"

Although the bearded officer looked over at a glance, it was not difficult to see that his real age was far from thirty years old. After a long list of nouns that he reported to his family, Lin En realized after a moment of understanding: Are they from the Nordic division?

Thinking of his original soldier certificate, the number of the 24th "Denmark" armored grenade regiment was written on his original soldier certificate, his excitement quickly calmed down. However, with slim hope, Lynn asked Eric after he completed the handover with the second lieutenant: "Do you know the situation of the 2nd Company of the 24th Battalion? Have you ever heard of a sergeant named Fein?"

"24th Regiment? Oh, I heard that two companies were separated from the main force when they retreated. Later, they fought several battles outside Konisburg, and the personnel suffered heavy losses! I don't know much about the more specific situation!" The second lieutenant turned around and raised his right hand to point to the distance: "The 24th Regiment was the first group of participating troops in the morning. The wounded personnel who were withdrawn from the front were placed in the field hospital there. You may be able to go over and ask about the situation!"

After hearing what he said, Lynn's mood also went through a process of ups and downs, but at this moment he did not apply to Eric for a moment to leave the team, but waited silently for the order to move forward.

Eric walked to the SS soldiers who were temporarily recruited, introduced himself in brief words, and roughly told them about the goal and significance of this action. In Lynn's view, all this was like a repeat of yesterday's scene. Maybe soon after, he would say the same words on similar occasions in a similar manner. Thinking of this, he felt mixed feelings again!

Soon, Eric shouted calmly and forcefully: "Start!" Leading the elite night battle assault team, more than 40 ordinary SS soldiers followed, lined up like a small train, quietly set off along the established track.

The clear weather in recent days has caused the muddy ground, which was once muddy due to the melting of snow, to restore its original hardness. Such conditions are also conducive to the large-scale operation of the armored forces. The team walked along the road with obvious track marks on the tracks, and soon passed through the defense line as the starting position of the offensive, and then crossed the river along a simple floating bridge. The frontier position originally controlled by the Soviet army has now become a supply and wounded area behind the German front. Many marching camps were set up on the edge of the woods, some with dim oil lamps, and some with red cross signs hanging outside.

This should be where the second lieutenant pointed out before, but it is impossible for a few kilometers to stop and rest.

Lynn was extremely entangled.

At this time, Eric, who was walking in the front of the team, came to the roadside to ask a guard sentry on guard and asked something. He quickly turned around and walked to Lynn, whispering: "The wounded from the 24th Regiment will be temporarily placed here. You can see if there is any news about the person you are looking for. We have to walk a few kilometers along this road, and you can catch up on it later!"

Lin Enru received an amnesty and hurriedly thanked him and left the team quickly.

Looking at his back, Eric sighed softly, his eyes experiencing a sense of confusion, as if he had seen those faces that were once familiar but never had the chance to meet again.

Soon he arrived at the field hospital. The smell of disinfectant and alcohol was filled with the air. Linen asked two medical staff one after another, but was told that there were many wounded people and they had no time to register. Linen had to "break" into the camp and searched the simple beds with anxiety. There were indeed many wounded soldiers, and it was thought that the daytime battle was very fierce. Some people were covered with eyes, some people's whole heads were wrapped in white gauze, and some people lay flat on their backs. In the dim environment, Linen really couldn't see every face clearly, so he had to ask the wounded soldiers next to him: "Have you ever seen Sergeant Fein? Is there any news about Sergeant Fein?"

I don’t know how many people in the same unit were named Fein. After passing through several adjacent camps, Lin En was about to fail.

"Hey, I'm Fein!" When this hoarse and rough voice came, Lynn's silent heart suddenly jumped, and he turned around quickly.

Although the dim outdoor environment could not see the face clearly, the familiar figure and voice still allowed Lynn to confirm the other party's identity as soon as possible.

"Pig slaughter..."

The "butcher" wore a lollipop and there were no new injuries on his head, but the dazzling white gauze wrapped around his neck like a poisonous snake, his right shoulder and right arm, and the bandage at the broken finger of his left hand, many wounds made Lynn feel sad.

"It's you? Lynn!" How can the "butcher" not remember this guy who is sometimes funny and sometimes smart?

"I heard that you were transferred to other troops. I was worried at first, but now it seems..." The Butcher looked Lynn up and down very seriously, "Very good, very good! The alternate sergeant is very good!"

Lin Neng was about to reach out, but he didn't know where to fall. He held back his tears from leaving his eyes. He stood attentively with his head held high and gritted his teeth and said, "Sir! Your eternal subordinate, Lynn Galgo, greets you!"

There was a neck injury, and the "butcher" could not shake his head or nodded, but just repeated a word with a smile on his face: "Very good, very good!"

With a rough appearance and scabbed scars on his face, this smile may be ugly and hideous to outsiders, but it is extremely friendly in Lin En's eyes.

At this moment, Lin En felt that his tears were about to flow out at any time, but he could only endure them. Although he had many feelings in his heart and wanted to tell the "butcher" and many questions to ask his old boss, he could only continue to bury them in his heart and said with a strong look: "Sir, I am going to participate in the battle. I will come to see you again if I have the chance. Please take care of me!"

The Butcher stretched out his left hand that could still move and patted Lynn's right arm: "So too, take care of yourself! I hope you will see you again soon!"
Chapter completed!