[Crossing] Beacon Fire Dragon Line

〖Wennichtotbin, darfstdugarnichttrauern If I die, please don't be sad

Meine Liebewirdmichüberdauern my love will outlast life

UndinfremdenKleiderndirbegegnen met you in exotic clothes

Unddichsegnen

Bless you Fuxiang.

——Joachim Ringelnatz〗Joachim Ringelnatz〗Xue Yuan dragged Sheng Rui up, and rushed forward with a stoop.Someone behind him was shouting something loudly, Sheng Rui couldn't understand, he could only hear the rattling sound of machine guns in Russian.

However, the charging team soon began to retreat like a tide, because a German Ju-52 plane came running towards this direction-not flying, but running on the street.Tempelhof Airport has been blocked, some German planes had to use the street as a runway to try to take off.

Before they could dodge in time, Sheng Rui and Xue Yuan fell down on the spot.The plane left the ground almost scratching their scalps.However, less than a hundred meters into the air, it was hit by a self-propelled artillery, dragging a long tail of flames and fell down.The burning cabin fell all the way to Friedrichstrasse, and the roar of the explosion was almost immediately drowned out by the roar of the guns.

After the commotion caused by the crash subsided a bit, an officer ran up to a high ground and clasped his hands into a loudspeaker to shout to the soldiers.

"He said, let's drag the wreckage of the vehicles to the middle of the street and use it as a roadblock to prevent German planes from using the road as a runway." Xue Yuan translated for Sheng Rui.

The officer pointed to the piles of German corpses on the side of the road and said something.This time, without Xue Yuan's translation, Sheng Rui could guess the general idea—the corpses of those German soldiers could also be used as roadblock materials.

The soldiers were scattered everywhere.Xue Yuan and Sheng Rui started to move the corpses, confirming their faces one by one tacitly.Every time he turned over a face-down corpse, Sheng Rui trembled nervously, as if he was going through a death sentence.

When he strenuously walked towards another corpse, Xue Yuan stopped him, and looked at his pale face with a bit of worry: "Stop it. It's useless. Maybe he's fine, You can't do it."

Sheng Rui looked around.As far as the eye can see, there are mutilated corpses of German troops everywhere, spreading endlessly and endlessly.He knew that what Xue Yuan didn't say was: In case Qi Han is really dead, if he doesn't see it with his own eyes, it can be regarded as leaving a little hope for himself.

In order to liven up the atmosphere a little, Xue Yuan found a topic: "Tell me, when we find him, who will he be willing to go with?"

Sheng Rui shook his head: "That's his choice, I won't interfere." From the moment he knew Xue Yuan's background, Sheng Rui made his decision.He didn't ask Qi Han to go with him, if Qi Han really decided to return to his own time and space, Sheng Rui would have no complaints.

But he must find Qi Han and let Qi Han know that he can have different choices.

Xue Yuan was about to speak when the pendant on his chest suddenly flashed a red light as if receiving some kind of signal.

With a serious look on his face, he took advantage of no one's attention, dragged Sheng Rui into a destroyed building by the road, inserted the pendant on a flat ground, and pulled out a display screen with his hands.

Sheng Rui knows that this is quantum dot LED display technology, which has been produced in his time, but it has just started.

"I found him, I found him!" Xue Yuan called out, "He is to the west of us!"

Sheng Rui rushed over to look at the QLED screen.

More than 500 meters to the west of them, beside the Spree River, there is a small red dot that glows brightly.

But Sheng Rui was not happy.

He was only 500 meters away, but he couldn't get through.He can't get through.

Among them lay the entire Soviet Third Shock Army.The steel torrent of the 67th Tank Brigade separated them on both sides of the Tianhe River.

This is the longest 500 meters in the world.

After leaving the defensive area of ​​the Reichstag, the remnants of the SS Nordland Division assembled five tanks and tried to break out of the city.

Before running far, the frontmost Leopard tank suddenly fell headlong, the rear half was raised high, and the running tracks rolled up the soil in vain, but it couldn't move forward - it fell into the ditch up.

The ground ahead is covered with deep moats, which were originally trenches dug by the defenders of the 9th Defense Zone, but now they have become anti-tank trenches used to pit themselves.

They had no choice but to abandon their tanks and break out on foot.The goal of more than a dozen people acting together is too big, they decided to break up into pieces and flee separately, so as not to be caught in a nest.By now, even the ammunition has been exhausted, and whether they can escape or not depends entirely on luck.

"Good luck to you, we'll see you outside the city." Touching the brim of their hats with their fingers as a farewell, they disappeared in twos and threes in different directions.

During these days, Qi Han was supported by two things.

The first thing is to send Nightingale out of Berlin and give the child a way out.When he made an appointment with Sheng Rui, he had such a plan.Sheng Rui must have picked him up as a prisoner of war, and he could take Nightingale away with him.

The second thing is that he wants to live through April NO.30.

When he was in Spoleto, Sheng Rui once said that the day he crossed was April NO.30, which was his birthday.

Originally, Qi Han thought that he could spend this April NO.30 with Sheng Rui.This wish can no longer be fulfilled, but even if he is alone, he still wants to live through this day.

Now, the second thing has been accomplished: it is now May [-]st.

And the first thing is about to be done.

He took Nightingale back and forth and fled to the west of Berlin.This is the place where the Viking Division had just fought fiercely with the Soviet tank troops, leaving hundreds of SS corpses lying on the ground.The Soviet Union's large forces have left, and only a few follow-up troops are left to clean up the battlefield and clean up the remnants of the German army.

Once you break through here, you can leave the city.

But it's almost impossible.The Soviet army built a barrier with the ruins, blocking the road out of the city, and a T-34 tank was guarded at the only exit.Without anti-tank weapons, no one can defeat this giant of steel and iron.

Before the follow-up troops of the Soviet army arrived, Qi Han rummaged through the pile of corpses for available weapons.In the trench lay a corpse with half of its head blown off by a shell.Qi Han turned the body over and searched for magazines on him.The epaulette on the left side of the man's uniform is turned up and fastened at the bottom with a row of pins. ——This is the "Viking" who once lived with Qi Han.Although he failed to join the Viking Division in the end, he died with them. I don't know if this can be regarded as a long-cherished wish fulfilled.

Nightingale's mind had been paralyzed by the brutality of the battles in the past few days, and she watched Qi Han blankly changing the magazines of two MP40 submachine guns.

It's a great joke to use a submachine gun to fight a tank.But Nightingale didn't want to laugh at all.

After changing the magazine, Qi Han took out the coin left by Sheng Rui from his close-fitting pocket.His pendant was useless and he threw it away. He only took out the chip inside and embedded it in this coin.The signal that Xue Yuan traced was sent from this coin.He put it in his mouth.Corpses on the battlefield were often stripped naked, and he didn't want it to fall into other people's hands after he died.

After finishing this, he slung a Stg44 assault rifle over his back, picked up two MP40s, and said the last word to Nightingale: "Zig, run."

Then he charged at the tank.

Nightingale saw from a distance that Qi Han jumped up into the air, stepped on the side armor plate of the T-34, and fired at the turret with a submachine gun.

This of course has no effect. The shell of the T-34 is a steel plate nearly half a meter thick, and even armor-piercing projectiles are difficult to penetrate completely.Use a submachine gun to hit, and the people sitting inside just listen to the rattling.

The machine gunner responded and started shooting at him.But Qi Han can always jump out of the original position before the machine gun turns to him, jumping around the turret and jumping on the armor plate, the flames of the two submachine guns continue to flash.

The tactic worked, and the annoyed tankers went all out to kill the flies. The MP40 has a small ammunition capacity, and the muzzle quickly misfires.Qi Han shook them off, jumped off the tank, rolled a few times on the ground, jumped 50 meters away with a series of movements that were almost invisible, and took off the Stg44 behind him with his backhand.It has a longer range than the MP40 and can be used as a medium-range submachine gun when firing bursts.He used the fan-shaped area with a radius of 50 meters in the direction of the tank's advance as the range of activity, attracting it to drive towards him.

Some Soviet infantry scattered nearby also heard the sound and used the tank as a cover, and the infantry and tank cooperated to shoot at him.Qi Han ignored those infantrymen, but tried his best to avoid their firepower. The target was always locked on the tank, and he continued to attack frantically and in vain like moths to a flame, while seizing every opportunity to retreat to the east.

This strange "tank-individual" battle gradually moved eastward.Not long after, the T-34 entered the thick smoke and dust.Nightingale couldn't see them anymore, but the sound of assault rifle bursts kept ringing out, getting farther and farther away, each sound seemed to say: run.

Nightingale tried her best to support her legs and walked west.

"Zig, run."

His brother had told him the same thing that morning many years ago.Same tone, same demeanor.

That winter, he pestered his brother to take him to play on the frozen lake, but his brother fell into a hole in the ice.

Before sinking, the elder brother said a word to him who was too scared to move: "Zig, run."

By the time Nightingale staggered back home to report the news, it had already been more than 30 minutes.

So later he secretly ran to Germany and lied about his age to join the SS, because this was what his father had expected of his brother.He always felt that if he did this, it would be as if his brother was still alive.

Over the years, he has always thought that what his brother meant at that time was to tell him to run quickly and call for someone to rescue him.If he hadn't been so useless and had run faster, his brother would have been saved.

At that time, the elder brother who died slowly in the icy river alone must have resented his useless younger brother, right? —he often thinks so.

But today he suddenly understood that at that time his brother meant to let him escape quickly, lest the ice crack open longer and let him fall into it.My brother didn't hold a grudge against him, never did.

The snow-covered path in his hometown seemed to appear again before his eyes, and he began to run with all the strength in his life.

run.run.run.

Run, run, run, as if there is no tomorrow, as if abandoning the past, as if embracing all the sins and blessings.As long as you keep running, you can get back everything you lost.

I don't know how far I ran, but the smoke gradually dissipated.A dilapidated civilian car stumbled out of the slant. Several people in the car saw his uniform, opened the door and shouted to him: "Here! Here! Hurry up!" They were also German soldiers who escaped by chance. Ready to surrender to the U.S. military.

Nightingale rushed in through the open car door.The car stepped up the accelerator and sped west.

Only then did Nightingale turn her face and cast a last glance at Berlin.Through the dust and smoke covering the sky, he couldn't see Qi Han's fate, but the silent gunshots in the distance told him the ending.

All the tears that never had time to shed burst at this moment.

May [-], [-], farewell here forever.