[Crossing] Beacon Fire Dragon Line

According to what Harrier Eye said, each soldier took off his helmet and used a flashlight to shine on the people around him.

But until all the more than 100 soldiers were inspected, no one was found to be an Asian with black hair and black eyes.

Harrier moved his nostrils, took a few quick steps back and forth, raised his hand suddenly and slapped the soldier closest to him, and then kicked the orderly standing beside him.

"Search! Search for me!" He roared, "He can't run far!"

Harrier Eye guessed right, Sheng Rui did not run far.

From the beginning, his plan was not to run away with the crowd, but to stay in the crowd.

When they assembled just now, he skillfully dawdled until the end, waiting for everyone to leave.While they were looking at each other in the front yard, he sneaked across Chen Cang and jumped out from the gap in the back wall that he stepped on beforehand.There are no sentries at this time, and it is easy to sneak out.

However, this does not mean that he has escaped safely.This area is mountainous, with rugged roads and overgrown weeds. For those who are not familiar with the terrain, it is difficult to go far with only the moonlight. If you are not careful, you may fall down the barren slope and break your neck.

If he wanted to run far, he had to turn on the flashlight, which meant exposing his position.He couldn't be sure exactly when Harrier Eye would come after him.Although it is night, the German army has night vision sniper rifles.If he is found before reaching a safe distance, there is only one dead end.

Harrier Eye was holding a sniper rifle, facing the night-shrouded wilderness in front of him.

He was absolutely sure that the prisoner of war was hiding somewhere in this large grass.If it is daytime, it will be discovered soon.

But now, the night perfectly served as a camouflage cloth.Unless a blanket search is launched, the person hiding in it will not be found for a while.

In this special period of continuous bombing by the Allied forces, even smoking a cigarette is worried about attracting air strikes. Let alone dozens of people carrying out carpet searches with flashlights, that is the rhythm of death.It is obviously not worth the loss to take such a risk for a prisoner of war who has no use value.

But when he thought of someone escaping from him alive, he wished he could smash that guy to pieces immediately.

"Sir, it's time to march..." The sergeant reminded carefully.

"Go." Harrier eye ordered.

Although he said so, Harrier Eye didn't really leave.He gestured for others to leave first, while he quietly lurked in a position that was convenient for sniping.

The soldiers gradually went away, and the wilderness soon became deserted, only the wind and grass blades.Even the moon was covered by the thick flowing clouds, and it had not appeared for a long time, and it was dark all around.

Harrier Eye set up his sniper rifle, crouched in the grass, and waited with bated breath.Because he came out in a hurry, he didn't have time to install the night vision scope.But it doesn't matter, as long as he is patient enough, the prey will automatically reveal its position.

This is a competition of endurance.

Sure enough, about ten minutes later, a little dim light appeared more than 50 meters away, which was much darker than the normal brightness of the flashlight. It was probably covered with cloth to reduce the chance of being discovered.After a while, the light began to move forward slowly and tentatively.The light source is very close to the ground, crawling cautiously.

There was a sneer on Harrier Eye's lips, and he was not in a hurry to shoot.

As if sensing the danger lurking in the darkness, the light slightly accelerated the speed of crawling, as if trying to escape the range of the hunter.

it's time.

Harrier Eyes aimed at a position slightly behind the light source.

It feels good to think you can finally escape, right?

Unfortunately, the game is over.

Goodbye, prey.

Harrier Eye pulled the trigger.He loves this feeling so much.However, what he loved more was the feeling of waiting to confirm the death of the prey.

After the gunshot, the light never moved again.

After waiting quietly for a while, there was still no movement.

With a gun in his hand, Harrier Eye tiptoed towards it.

The place where the light source is located is a low bush.He brushed aside leaves and weeds with the barrel of his gun and the tip of his toes, searching the surrounding ground.

However, no corpse lay there.

There is only one flashlight still on on the ground, and a military jacket is trailing.A long bandage was fastened around the barrel and stretched behind a tree ahead.The bandages are hidden in the weeds and can only be found at this close range.

Harrier Eye was taken aback, and immediately aimed his gun at the tree.

At the same time, he was hit hard on the right side of the back.The place he was standing on was not stable, and the blow knocked him off his center of gravity.

In order to deal with Harrier Eye who didn't know when he would come out, Sheng Rui quickly set up a game.

He wrapped the bandage half a circle around the tree, forming a ∩ shape.With a flashlight and military jacket strapped to one end, he pulled the other end to hide in the distance, dragging the two things forward, looking like a person crawling on the ground.There was a slight rustle of bandages rubbing against tree trunks, but it was drowned out by the rustling of the flashlight through the grass.

Overly underestimating the enemy caused Harrier Eye to ignore the most basic common sense of a sniper: the muzzle flash will reveal his own position.Or, in his heart, he didn't care whether the other party would find out his location.Sheng Rui is just his plaything, only for entertainment, not dangerous.

So, when Harrier Eye went over to confirm the "corpse", Sheng Rui also tiptoed to his oblique back side.On the other side of them was a steep slope. When Sheng Rui came out to bury the corpse that day, he carefully observed the surrounding terrain.

Sheng Rui carried the Walter pistol of a German soldier.However, the index and middle fingers of his right hand were broken and he could not hold the gun.The accuracy of the left-handed gun is too poor, unless it is close to the body, it is difficult to shoot, but it will scare the enemy and give the opponent an opportunity.

So he lifted his foot.

"Boom!"

Although he lost his center of gravity, Harrier Eye was somewhat on guard, and quickly adjusted his posture, and did not immediately fall down the steep slope next to him.He didn't bother to pick up the dropped sniper rifle, desperately trying to regain his balance.

Sheng Rui saw the timing and kicked the opponent's crotch hard from the front, making up for all the kicks he had suffered before.

This time, it is more difficult not to fall down.

However, Harrier Eye is a well-trained soldier after all, quick to respond.The moment he fell down the steep slope, his hands firmly grasped Sheng Rui's right arm, and his nails dug deep into Sheng Rui's flesh like eagle claws.

Harrier could tell with his eyes that the opponent's physical strength was exhausted, and he was barely supporting himself.As long as it takes a little longer, he will definitely be the one who has the upper hand in the end.This is a war of attrition, and he has a chance of winning.

Then he saw Sheng Rui's left hand stretched to his lower back, and took out a Walter P38.

One second before being headshot, Harrier Eye heard the other party say a sentence in German for the first and last time: "Verpissdich (fuck you)!"

On the mountain roads of Bologna, the 85th Infantry Division of the US Army and the local Italian troops are marching jointly.

Suddenly, a beam of light from a flashlight appeared from behind the bushes by the roadside, shining on the road.Three short flashes, three long flashes, three short flashes, and so on.

This is the Morse coded distress signal "SOS".

The nearest jeep pulled over to the side of the road.Two American soldiers with rifles approached cautiously: "Who's there?"

They were answered by a weak voice: "Sheng Rui, Private Member of Company M, 84rd Battalion, 334th Infantry Regiment, [-]th Infantry Division, please take me to the field hospital."

Germany, Hannover.

After meeting Sheng Rui that day, Greta thought about it and was still worried, so she decided to ask Sheng Rui about the situation and see if there was anything she could do.

She was a Red Cross worker who helped care for wounded American soldiers in the hospital, including soldiers from the 334th Infantry Regiment.

She heard a news from them that surprised her: Sheng Rui was included in the death list.

The news was brought back by the American soldiers who were in the car with Sheng Rui. They escaped by rolling and crawling.Seeing Sheng Rui laying motionless on the ground covered in blood, they mistakenly thought he was dead in a hurry.Sheng Rui's luggage was still in the car, so they returned these relics to the 84th Division and reported the situation.

After confirming that the news was true, Greta put on her scarf and prepared to go to Berlin.With the help of her identity as the Red Cross, she can also get past the city inspection and find a way to find Qi Han.

If Greta knew that the Battle of Berlin would start in a few days, she would never choose to inform Qi Han of the news at this time anyway.

However, like most people at the time, although she already knew that Germany would lose, she thought it would not be so soon.Berlin claims to be so impenetrable and never to fall. People think that it will take at least a few months or even longer for the Soviet Union to conquer it.

Therefore, she wanted to tell Qi Han the bad news earlier, so that he could accept this cruel fact early, adjust his mentality, and plan his future way out before Germany was defeated in the future.

How would she know that Germany would be defeated in two weeks.

More importantly, she overestimated Qi Han's psychological ability to bear this matter.

People always think women are fragile and vulnerable.But the truth is just the opposite: women are soft, but not fragile.The softness is a cushion that keeps people from falling apart.In this era, every day, countless women receive bad news about the death of their father, brother, husband, and son.They were miserable, but they were able to carry on with their lives, like Greta and her mother.

Men often lack this buffer.Throughout the ages, in the face of the heavy and huge blow of fate, what women pay is pain, and what men often pay is life.

To use a sentence in "Killing City": "The reason why men are weak is because they have been fighting with their lives."