As the truck kept shaking, a young man sat in the truck bed wrapped tightly in canvas, a little drowsy from the bumps. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He wears a decent black military uniform of the German Panzer Corps with a pink trim on the collar that represents the German Panzer Corps.

To tell the truth, this Volkswagen truck, which has just been produced, is really a fairly average quality product.

I don't know what kind of wrong medicine the Führer ate, but he actually ordered the simplification of all the production processes of industrial products, and as a result, this nondescript rag was born.

The shock absorption of the truck is a little hard, which makes the person sitting in the cargo box of the truck a little bumpy.

There is not even a driver's seat door, only two folds and matching screws. If the troops need a door, they can go to the planks themselves to "install......

The whole truck is angular, most of them are welded and installed with the roughest straight line, and even the heat dissipation grille is directly stamped, sharp enough to cut through people's fingers.

Such a car is completely different from the previous trucks with exquisite production and exquisite craftsmanship of German equipment, which has reduced the use experience of front-line soldiers to the point of anger and resentment.

However, this resentment soon disappeared, because with the large number of such trucks distributed to the front line, the dilemma of the difficulty of the troops in using vehicles disappeared so wonderfully.

In the past, the truck battalions and transport units that were not satisfied with the formation now got this kind of car, although it did not look beautiful, but it was really durable.

So, as if overnight, this industrial product, which was useless from an aesthetic point of view, was dubbed the "ugly horse" by the German military.

In fact, everyone knows very well that it is always more comfortable to have a car to travel than not having a car. Even if the car only has a leaky canvas roof, even if the car leaks on all sides......

Because of the strict discipline when they came, everyone didn't know where they had been, and they didn't even open the canvas along the way.

With a command, the truck slowly stopped, and then started again with the password to let go outside.

Finally, the truck suddenly stopped when the young man was about to fall asleep, shaking the young man who had closed his eyes.

The young man squinted his eyes and looked at the side of the carriage, where the canvas was suddenly lifted by the people outside, and the sunlight rushed into the car at once, making the people in the carriage involuntarily close their eyes.

The dust on the canvas jumped in the lines of the sunlight that shone into the carriage, and the young man sitting in the back of the carriage blocked the light with his hands, and then adapted to the harsh light.

He got up from his position and looked out of the carriage, the sun was shining on the ground, and a slight chill had already spread over and hit him in the face.

After all, it's autumn in mid-October, and the temperature in Europe has already begun to drop, it's no longer warm here, and the leaves of some trees have begun to turn yellow.

"Gentlemen! There's a non-disclosure agreement here...... Everyone, don't mention to outsiders that you've been here, and don't describe anything you see, objects, weapons, or even scenery......" An officer stood outside the carriage, looking at the group of young people in the carriage with blank faces, and confirmed loudly.

In fact, these young people have already seen this confidential document in the original combat unit, and have already signed this document, so they will be sent here.

"Since there are no objections...... So, shout your names when you get off the bus, and I'll sign in! Do you understand? The officer clutched the document in his hand and finally spoke.

"Yes! Sir! The young men standing in the bed of the truck all stood up and replied loudly and reflexively.

Those who can be selected and sent here are not ordinary soldiers, but young people who have been tested by the fire of war and are already high-ranking soldiers such as sergeants.

The first young man fastened his floppy hat to his head, jumped out of the truck and shouted his name: "Hans! Hans? Phillipson! ”

Soon, the second young man also smiled and propped one hand on the baffle of the truck, and jumped off the truck: "Sir! My name is Helmut! Helmut? Windolph! ”

One by one, the young men jumped out of the truck, and the young man in the corner listened to their names but did not rush to leave.

He straightened his black uniform, then moved his neck to the exit, and jumped off the truck with agility.

Before coming here, he had been a sergeant in the armored reconnaissance unit, commanding an armored reconnaissance vehicle of the Sd.kfz.232 six-wheeled model to fight in Poland.

When he jumped out of the truck and stood in front of the officer next to the truck, he saluted before he said his name: "Sir! Mitchell? Wittmann salutes you! ”

"You're Wittman?" The officer, with his hands behind his back, seemed to be suddenly interested, and tilted his head to look at the young man in front of him.

You know, just now, a whole truckload of sergeants reported their names, and the officer didn't even look at them, let alone say a word.

Wittmann didn't know if he was lucky or unlucky, so he had to raise his forehead and answer: "Yes! Sir! I'm Weitmann! ”

The officer looked at Wittman twice, then smiled and nodded, "Good!" Sergeant Wittmann...... Don't let the Führer down! ”

"Yes! Sir! Wittman hurriedly stood up and saluted, raising his arm: "I will definitely fight for the Führer until the last moment!" Long live the Führer! ”

The officer stopped talking, but walked up to the non-commissioned officers, who had jumped out of the truck and looked very messy, and shouted: "Welcome to the Berlin Armored Forces Training Institute, starting today, you will be teaching instructors to train in the use of new weapons!" Good luck! ”

"Sir! Excuse me, the latest weapon is ......" team, a man named Alfred? Gunther's non-commissioned officer raised his hand a little apprehensively and asked.

"Sergeant Alfred...... The new weapon is the top secret of this armored academy, and I hope you don't talk about it even when you're sleeping. Instead of answering, the officer scolded: "So, don't ask!" ”

"Yes! Sir! "Alfred? Gunther quickly straightened up and replied loudly.

"Shut your mouths, then, and come with me to see where you will eat, sleep, fight, and die in the future." The officer did not form a team, but led the non-commissioned officers who had just gotten off the truck to the huge barracks on the side.

In these barracks, some new recruits are scrubbing the neatly parked tanks in the barracks.

And these tanks are brand new models that have never been in service with the German tank forces! Each tank was marked with a hollow number, along with the famous hollow Iron Cross.

Of course, the numbering and insignia were painted on the tri-color camouflage, which the German Panzer Forces had begun to paint in large quantities - this camouflage was designed by the Führer himself, and which was tested to reduce the distance at which the troops could be found by about half.

Of course, because the paint is distributed, and the troops are allowed to paint themselves. As the first camouflage style used by the German Army, this 1940 model livery did not actually have a uniform requirement.

In some places, the troops were painted yellow, others were painted green, and some tank units were still wearing the most common gray paint in Germany because they could not get the paint in time.

What's more interesting is that even the troops who got the paint ended up with a significant difference because of the color difference in the manufacturing process of the manufacturer providing the paint.

However, excluding these camouflages, the moment Wittmann saw the new tank, he really felt his own heart, and was shocked by what he saw.

The modest tank had a rather low chassis and a very "sharp" front shape - he didn't know the meaning of the inclination, but he could feel the sharpness that sharpness brought him.

And the huge 88 mm caliber cannon suddenly subverted his traditional perception of his country's tank.

You know, Wittmann often has to deal with his own tank unit, he is the commander of the armored reconnaissance unit!

Over the past year, he has seen tanks No. 1 and No. 2, as well as No. 3 with a 37 mm caliber and No. 4 with a 75 mm short-barreled gun.

Later, he also saw the more powerful Improved 3 and also heard about a tank destroyer called the Stalker. In Weitmann's opinion, the equipment in the hands of the German armored forces could not catch up with the artillery!

He is absolutely not to blame for this, in fact, by far most of the German armored forces were still armed with the original versions of tanks No. 3 and No. 4, which were the most powerful weapons in their hands.

And the No. 3 assault gun, as well as the Stalker tank destroyer - these are all weapons and equipment belonging to the artillery, not toys in the hands of the German armored forces......

It is really not an exaggeration to say that the weapons of German tank troops are inferior to those of artillery now. But when Wittmann saw the new tank, he changed his mind.

It's not so much that this tank is so huge that it scares him, it's better to say that this new tank is too sharp! Yes...... This is how the new tank feels for Wittmann, which can only be described as sharp!

In fact, this tank can indeed be described as sharp, because unlike the famous Tiger and Leopard tanks in history, this tank was born in 1940 during the offensive era.

It will serve as the sharpest spearhead of the German armored forces, tearing through the enemy's defenses, destroying the enemy's resistance, and leading the Third Reich to the pinnacle of victory.