"There's one over here!"

Hearing the shouting, the crowd immediately rushed over and found the wounded soldier being picked up by one of the team members. Even a cursory glance reveals that the blood-spitting soldier has been seriously wounded, and even if Trod now finds him out of the pile of dead, it won't be long before he accompanies his teammates who have returned to heaven.

"How many tanks are there attacking you?"

Although he was worried about the soldier's situation, Trode was able to tell which was more important, and in the last moments of the soldier's life, he had to ask for this important information, even if it was inhumane.

"Hmm...... Burst! The soldier tried to speak, but with a lot of effort he only spit out again, and Trood immediately grabbed the soldier's wrist and said, "Fingers! ”

The soldier closed his eyes, trembled from time to time, and slowly withdrew his thumb, leaving the remaining four fingers. From this point of view, it is basically consistent with Trode's initial estimate.

"How long have they been gone?" Trood asked the next question non-stop, and no one was sure that the soldier, who still had only a trace of breath, would leave them in the next second.

The soldier slowly retracted all his fingers except his index finger, although he could not express it clearly, but judging from the situation at the scene, he should have said ten minutes, and Trood also asked tentatively, and the latter nodded with almost inconsiderate amplitude.

"What about their configuration?" Trode then asked, though he knew that it was too much to ask such a question in the face of someone who was about to die, but even so he was obsessed with it.

When the soldier heard Trode's question, he opened his eyes and looked straight at Trode, which inevitably made Trode shake a little, but he still looked at him expectantly. But as time passed, the soldier stared at Trode for half a minute. This made Trode panic a little, although he knew that he was excessive, but he never expected to be treated like this.

Alicia on the side sighed, then gently brushed the soldier's face from top to bottom with her hand, closed his eyes, and said faintly to Trode, who was still in a daze, "...... he left"

Hearing this, Trode sat directly on the ground as if he had been electrified, and then gasped for breath, his eyes straightened......

"Whew......" Tryna sighed helplessly. Pick up Trode and throw it to Roy, then say to the others, "Get in the car, we don't have much time!" ”

Trode, who was woken up by Nattell, didn't even know how he got into the car, and to be honest, he was really frightened by the moment he even saw something strange at that moment, but he didn't dare to remember what it was, maybe something he could never touch. But at the thought that it was all his own doing, he had nothing to complain about. I can only touch and bear it myself.

Trode shook his head vigorously, trying to get himself back to his previous state, sorting out the information he had just gotten from the soldier - "Four tanks, ten minutes ago." Although for Trode and others, who have already analyzed in advance and on the spot, this information is actually not too important. It's just a confirmation of their guesses. As for the direction of the enemy's escape, there is no need to ask at all, as long as they follow the tracks left by the Soviet troops, they will generally not be lost. Even after passing through some shrub-dense areas. When there are no track marks, you can also determine the direction of the Soviet advance by looking at the fallen bushes. Now the only question is how to completely annihilate this Soviet squad at once......

"See! One o'clock direction! ”

After a short time, Trood and the others finally saw the Soviet tanks among the bushes, which was still Trood's sharp eyes. I actually saw a Soviet tank painted with color paint on the hull. At this time, they also determined that this squad was definitely prepared, because their hull was painted with jungle paint, which would make them more conspicuous when attacking on flat ground, and it was definitely not a temporary mobilization from other troops, and their mission must have been decided a long time ago.

"Discovered!" Just when Trode and they found that there were not many Soviet troops, Trode and they were also discovered by the Soviet army, and the latter obviously had no intention of fighting with Trode, and immediately prepared to run away. The situation was urgent, and there was no room for Trode to think, so he immediately ordered: "Stop, the whole team!" Shoot in place! ”

Since we can't catch up with the Soviet tanks, it is better to fight, and if we completely annihilate this squad of the Soviet army in two or three rounds of fire, we will naturally avoid the trouble in the future.

Among the gunners of the four crews, Nattle was the first to fire, and when Trood was the first to capture the target, he followed Trood's instructions to see the target, and immediately aimed at the target, and after cooperating with Yorkson's emergency stop, he almost did not delay a second, and immediately sent the AP in the barrel out.

"Bell!"

Due to the fire after an emergency stop, the shell was naturally not as accurate as usual, and this AP shell deviated slightly from the target, hitting the last load wheel of this BT-7, and at the same time scraping off its left track, although it failed to destroy the target, but at this time it was completely enough to paralyze the enemy's tank.

"The track is broken! Aim for the one on the right! At Trood's instructions, Nattle immediately changed his aim, but the BT-7 was known for its speed, and even within the time it took the IV to turn its turret, it was already flying far away, and with some turns, Nattle couldn't aim it accurately. Of course, this must have happened not only to Nattel, but also to the gunners of other crews, whose grasp of the target was almost unacceptably low.

In the end, after this brief encounter, the four BT-7 tanks of the Soviet tank squad were left with a total of two tanks, while the other two ran away completely unscathed, and in this jungle area, the Trood could not pursue them at all.

"Hey......" Trode let out a long breath, a little frustrated...... (To be continued.) )