The Cold War: Jumping back and forth between the two camps

Now everyone dared not delay any longer and rushed forward with all their might.

They had been running for less than half a minute when they heard gunshots behind them. Dunn led everyone to sprint along the previous safe route.

Even so, bullets still whizzed past them. If their feet were a little weak at this moment, they would probably fall to the ground.

However, even though Dunn had some experience, he was still alive. Even if he avoided some routes that were bound to be involved, the Russian soldiers chasing him behind him would also respond on the spot and change the direction of their shooting.

Less than half a minute later, Charlie fell to the ground with a scream. Dunn and his companions didn't even dare to look back at him. They could only keep their heads down and continue to rush forward.

However, this time they were much luckier as they squeezed through the crowd. They rushed forward for another minute without anyone getting shot. Seeing that the border was right in front of them, everyone quickened their pace again.

But at this time, gunshots were heard again behind them, and others could even hear the sound of bullets scratching the air.

Some people had already gathered on the other side of the border. They were American soldiers, but they didn't dare to cross the line at all. They could only watch Dunn and the other two rush forward.

Fortunately, the distance was not too far, but at this time Dunn turned around and fired a burst of bullets from the M3 submachine gun in his hand, and the car in front overturned directly.

This operation drew applause from the American soldiers behind him.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the three men finally rushed across the border of West Berlin, sat on the ground and breathed loudly, while the Russian army's cars also drove to the border.

Valenko got out of the car with a gloomy face, and when he saw Dunn's face clearly, his expression changed immediately.

"It's you?"

At this time, Dunn was already sitting on the ground, gasping for breath. He felt like his lungs were about to explode. It took him a long time to stand up.

"It's... it's me! You didn't... expect that!"

Dunn's breathing was still a little uneven, but his face was full of pride.

Seeing that Valenko's face became even uglier, he felt indescribably relieved.

At this time, a major officer from the United States came forward, looked coldly at Valenko, then looked at Pluksky and Muller who were sitting on the ground, and finally fixed his eyes on Dunn.

"Catch these stowaways first!"

Finally, the major said coldly.

Immediately, several American soldiers came forward with laughter and lifted up Brookski and Muller from the ground. Two American soldiers also grabbed Dunn's shoulders, but they had no power at all.

The so-called stowaway was just putting on a show for Valenko in front of him.

"Mr. Major, can you hand over these stowaways to us now?"

Valenko's face was still gloomy. He knew that his request would never be met.

"Sir! If you need to, you can notify us through your Ministry of Foreign Affairs! As long as the higher-ups agree, I can hand them over, but now they are arrested on our side, and you have no right to interfere!"

After the major officer finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Valenko and waved his hand to give orders to his soldiers.

"take away!"

"Slow down, slow down!"

At this time, Pluckski suddenly found that his buttocks was bleeding. It seemed that he was shot when he was sprinting at full speed, but he did not react at the time. Now he felt the pain after stopping.

He had no choice but to leave under the protection of two American soldiers.

The two American soldiers who were escorting Dunn tried to take him away with a little effort, but their force was not great, and Dunn struggled slightly but did not move.

"Mr. Valenko, can I ask how my friends are doing?"

Valenko said nothing, staring coldly at Dunn. After a moment, he turned around, got in the car, and drove away.

"Okay, let's go! We'll go find out the rest!"

The major patted Dunn on the shoulder.

Of course he nodded and followed the two American soldiers. Of course, on the surface he was still being escorted away.

After all, although Valenko left, there were still Russian soldiers watching on the other side of the border, so they still had to put on a show.

However, after leaving the sight of the Russian soldiers, the two American soldiers let go of their hands.

"Hey! Man, that volley you fired was awesome! Almost all the bullets hit the car tires. Your marksmanship is great!"

The American soldier on Dunn's right patted Dunn on the shoulder and said with admiration.

"It's just a coincidence!"

Dunn is not in a very good mood right now, so he has not taken this special operations team seriously from the beginning. He even has the intention and plan to report the entire special operations team in exchange for the trust of the Russian army.

But after all, they have been together day and night for more than a month, and they have some feelings for each other. Now the fate of the remaining 10-odd special operations team members is unknown, and there is a high probability that they will not survive, so Dunn is still a little sad.

At this time, Plukesky had been carried onto a stretcher, while Muller was sitting quietly next to a car, his body twitching constantly.

Although the twitch was small, Dunn still noticed it.

"Mr. Mueller, what's wrong with you?"

Dunn walked up and asked with pretended concern.

Mueller had been taking excessive amounts of medication along the way, and coupled with the high-intensity sprint for more than 20 minutes in a row, his body could no longer hold on.

After Dunn asked the question, Mueller raised his head and looked at Dunn, then his eyes went dark and he fainted.

"Is there a doctor? Call a doctor!"

Dunn immediately pretended to be anxious and shouted loudly. The major officer following behind him did not dare to neglect it. He immediately called the soldiers and hurried to find a military doctor.

The major knew that Mueller was the main target this time.

Soon, a middle-aged man in a white coat and two nurses came with medical kits.

After conducting some simple examinations on Mueller, the military doctor looked unhappy.

"Hurry up and send him to a nearby hospital! The conditions here are too poor to provide him with treatment!"

The major immediately mobilized a military vehicle and took Mueller away personally.

Instead, he left behind Prokowski who was also injured.

In desperation, Dunn and the remaining American soldiers carried Pluckski to their medical station on the border. The remaining military doctors performed a simple debridement operation on Pluckski, and then found another vehicle to send Pluckski to a nearby hospital for surgery to remove the bullet.

After doing all this, Dunn finally breathed a sigh of relief. The result was not bad, at least Plukski was still alive.

"Brother, can you find me a darkroom? I have some film that needs to be developed!"

Since all the attention of the person in charge is now on Mueller, this is also a good time for Dunn.