10 kilometers north of Nancy was now under German control. Here, whether it was trenches, barbed wire, or anti-infantry mines, they were all well arranged, at least they thought that these things were enough for the French.

Therefore, the German soldiers, who had been busy for several days on the front without artillery, thought that they could take a good breath, and the rest of the problems had to wait for the heavy artillery units from the front of Verdun to be solved.

With Ryo. Luberry, on the orders of Don Yunyang, created the illusion that the aircraft lacked ammunition, and the Germans' defensive line was finally established. Although there were no decent pillboxes, mortar emplacements, or anti-aircraft artillery positions, it was a trench after all, and the soldiers felt at ease.

Iron Wing's fleet patrolled the skies here every day on a scheduled basis, and from time to time bombed the heavy artillery positions that the Germans had built with great difficulty, and as for the anti-aircraft guns, the Germans had long hid them in some forests. They know that the things that these guys flying in the sky don't like the most, and if they find out, they will never let go of them without eating or sleeping.

In addition, they were now much better off than they had just broken through the French lines, as if there were fewer planes in the sky, and there seemed to be a slight shortage of bombs and bullets, which the German infantry liked.

As soon as it dawned today, the screams of airplane engines could be faintly heard in the sky, and their purpose seemed to be to disturb people's sleep. But the German infantrymen were used to these guys here, and without them the German soldiers would have felt less accustomed.

In fact, these specially arranged disruptive planes had been flying like this for several days, in order to get the German soldiers on the positions accustomed to it, and to confuse as much time as possible when they would find the armored clusters. The sound of the engine of a low-flying aircraft will also drown out the sound of the engine of the approaching tank to increase the suddenness of the attack.

Amid the roar of the huge engines, the armored cluster of Thunder International poked its head out of the slightly foggy ground of Nancy City like a group of fierce beasts that had been dormant for a long time.

The tanks in the front row were followed by a considerable number of armored combat vehicles.

Thunder International's armoured fighting vehicles were slightly better than those used by the French army, and they were equipped with a roof plate that used plywood. Although it is not bulletproof, it can prevent grenades from falling into the car, and it can also protect soldiers from the wind and rain.

The level of manufacture of armored combat vehicles is somewhat higher than that of tanks. After all, these things have long existed in the army, but not tanks. While the MPM tanks gave the best of the company's engineers, they, like almost all tanks today, often break down.

Li Erpole listened to such bad news, and was so angry that he scolded at the intercom.

"the thief, drop the chain at a critical moment, hurry up, hurry up and find your company's ambulance, and return to the team quickly after repairing!"

Fortunately, each company, whether it is an armored infantry or a tank battalion, is equipped with a tank repair vehicle that uses a tank chassis and carries a small number of spare parts and cranes. On the battlefield, they can get these steel beasts back into battle in a fairly short period of time.

With the terrifying roar of the beasts, they appeared in front of the German infantry position. The thick tracks, the crushed mines roared one by one. In the flying shrapnel, some steel giants were beaten to a "clang" sound. But they didn't care, swaying on the uneven ground and continuing to squeeze forward.

After a tiring night's work, the German soldiers, who had just fallen asleep, woke up to the shouts of the observation post.

"Fight, fight, the enemy is attacking!"

The infantrymen huddled at the bottom of the trench helplessly stood up with their rifles in their hands, and lay on the sandbags in front of the trench one by one. Sleepy-eyed, the infantrymen, who had been fighting on the Western Front for a long time, cautiously poked their heads out. At the same time, there are a little doubts in my heart.

"What tricks are these French playing, an attack without artillery preparation? Never listened...... Those, look at what those things are......"

Veterans and recruits, soldiers and officers were all stunned by what they saw.

In the early morning mist, some strange-looking vehicles were rushing towards their positions. It doesn't seem to be very fast, and they even wobbly when they move. It is worrying that neither the barbed wire fences in front nor the anti-infantry mines that do not stop exploding under their tracks will not stop their movements.

"Quack Quack ......"

The sound of machine guns in the early morning sounded a little astringent. On the battlefield, the machine gun, which is the most trusted weapon of the soldiers, is always the first to fire.

The tracer bullets hit the big guys, and they were bounced into the sky, and the actions clearly angered them.

And these guys fire very quickly, and in the long barrel, in the short stay of the tank, it will quickly erupt tongues of fire. The commander's machine gun also constantly indicated the target for the gunner of his tank with tracer rounds.

"Look at my machine gun instructions, knock that machine gun nest to Lao Tzu."

When the real fight started, Li Erpole had to return to his position as the commander. There he had a machine gun in his hands, which was used to indicate targets and to protect the tank from enemy infantry.

The gun commander in the turret, according to Li Er's order, kept his eyes firmly on the periscope commander's command mirror, and reported the direction to the gunner in his mouth.

"Distance 300, 5 degrees to the right of azimuth, target enemy machine gun nest, shrapnel, ready ...... Put! ”

With his command, the gunner pulled the firing rope violently, and the shell was immediately fired.

The machine gun nest was blown up into the sky under the watchful eyes of Li Erji, and the machine gunner and his assistant flew high together in the sound of shell explosions, and the heavy machine gun flipped from the inside to the outside in the black dirt splash.

"Keep going!"

The tank was filled with the coughing smell of gas after the shells had been fired, which was then expelled by the exhaust device. At this time, the tank was on the bumpy road, and for a while, it began to continue to move unhurriedly.

All 60 tanks, plus a large number of armored infantry fighting vehicles, formed armored spearheads, broke into German positions in the early morning mist. For these steel behemoths, due to the recent attacks by aircraft, the German infantry, who had no artillery positions at all, had to fight back against the tanks with grenades, rifles, and machine guns in their hands.

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Undoubtedly, such a counterattack force is pale and powerless in the face of tanks that appear in front of the world for the first time, and the result is almost certain.

Threatened by the officer's pistol, the German infantry, with cluster grenades in their hands, ran quickly along the trenches. In the face of these armored vehicles that can fire artillery, although they are afraid in their hearts, they cannot but bravely carry out military orders.

But as soon as they thought that they were about to face these guys, who were completely undamaged by the attack of small arms, their hearts could not help but pound with nervousness.