Since Trode had said that he would inform him of the details of the battle in the evening, Vincent and the other commanders hastily finished dinner and waited for Trode at the squad assembly area. But today is a bit abnormal, Trode, who usually arrives early, is rarely late this time, and he is more than 10 minutes late, because he didn't say the specific time of the notice, so everyone naturally thinks that he is in a meeting, but this is not the case at all.

"Hmm" Trood, who was belated, trotted all the way to the center of the crowd, but what he held in his hand was completely different from what everyone expected, not a dense battle outline, but a bread that had been twisted by his hand, and there was more than this bread on his body, and the other was still in his mouth.

Alicia glanced at his ridiculous look and said, "Are you a starving ghost?" ”

"It doesn't matter." Trood glanced at his watch and panted as he continued, "Inform the team that the combat mission will start in half an hour, and now go and prepare." ”

"I'll you!" Hans cried out in surprise, and before he could continue, Vincent grabbed him by the arm and pulled him in the direction of the assembly area.

Alysia ran side by side with Trode, turned to her and asked, "What?" Planning a night battle to break through? ”

Trode tore a mouthful of the bread from his mouth, swallowed it, and then grabbed the rest in his hand, and said to Alicia, "Not exactly, we are not going to drag on this battle until the evening, we will start when it is dark, and it will be over at night." ”

"Why don't you wait until the evening, isn't it better to be hidden that way?" Alicia said.

Trode shook his head and said, "It's not easy to fight at night, we still have to turn on the lights." The concealment performance is not as strong as that, and we have not yet figured out the specific situation of the enemy, so it will inevitably be a little chaotic at that time. ”

Trode's eyes were like torches, and he said seriously: "The main thing is that the enemy should focus on our night attack, so"

"Darkness before dawn? It's kind of interesting. Alicia said with a smile. Then the two of them stopped talking and ran back to the assembly place together.

Running up to his tank, Trode shouted to a few people who were chatting in the car: "The mission is ahead of schedule, now it's time to go!" ”

"This temperament is really urgent!" Yorkson complained, then opened the hatch of his own, and without saying a word, went straight inside. The others also made a symbolic complaint and got into the tank.

As soon as Trode got into the car, he touched the man on the bottom right. He said, "Roy, take my place first, I take a breath and finish my bread." ”

"Okay," Roy replied lazily, "Stein, ammunition situation." ”

Stein replied almost instantly: "87 shells are fully loaded, and 2,250 machine gun rounds are fully loaded." ”

Roy didn't respond to Stein's words, but continued, "Nattel, the main gun and the coaxial machine gun." ”

Natel excitedly replied, "Very good! ”

Roy asked at the same speed and tone, "Yorkson." The engine, gearbox and its handling. ”

Yorkson smiled confidently and said, "No problem, although it does feel like the car is getting heavier and heavier." The thrust-to-weight ratio has dropped a bit, but the engine can still bear it, and the impact is not too great. ”

In the end, Roy said flatly: "As for my side, the machine gun on the hull is normal, and there is no problem with the communication equipment." ”

"Alright, then we'll go," Trode looked up. I saw the edge of the observation hole above my front obliquely, there was a piece of steel soaked in pitch-black blood stains, and then the scar above my left eye hurt inexplicably, I should have been shocked by the power of the explosion coming from behind, and I hit that place headlong. He gently held his forehead. Whispered to himself: "I even said that I had a concussion or something, I really laughed to death, how could Uncle Ben die headfirst?" ”

"What are you muttering?" Nattel approached Trode.

"Nothing." Trode shook his head and said, "Let's go." ”

The tank engine became louder with the sound of Yorkson shaking the joystick, and then the tank began to move towards the main assembly area at the same time as the tail exhaust pipe emitted a thick gray smoke

"Report, Team 217 is here to assemble!"

When they arrived in Trood, there were already several squads waiting at the meeting place, counting the few squads that came behind, the number of tanks was almost 40, such a huge number of collective actions, Trod they only had when they attacked the No. 57 supply station, but at that time they joined the battlefield as infantry, as for the tank battle behind, it is not too much to say that they were going to expand their momentum, because at that time the enemy had almost no fighting spirit, They just went to scare the enemy away.

But this time it was different, neither they nor the enemy had a way to retreat, this time it was a real hard battle, they had to use their speed advantage to tear a hole in the enemy's line, and the friendly troops who came to replace them also had to race against time to widen the gap and enter Aziziye from here.

As an arrow to pierce this layer of defense, if it happens to hit a hard place, then everything will be over, so the commander-in-chief of this mission is one of the people Anselm usually trusts the most. His ability to grasp the battlefield is far better than that of Trode, who at best commands a squad of about ten people, and this time the scale is fully 4 times that of him, so even if Anselm intends to cultivate Trode, this task must not be given to him.

Although having a commander-in-chief to guide the direction of each squad can save Trode a lot of effort, he only needs to fine-tune his own squad. However, as they said before, at this hard-hitting juncture, many clever people can't play any role at all, so Trode has to keep an eye on his team for a moment, and try to avoid the dangers that can be avoided.

"Alright, according to the original plan, the operation will begin now." The commander-in-chief shouted, and with an order, all the squad leaders immediately returned to their tanks as fast as they could, and this combat mission officially began at this moment. (To be continued......)