Chapter 64: The Battle of the Transit Station (Finale)

"Vincent, Hans, it seems that the Frenchmen at 2 o'clock are just coming to see the play." Trood looked through the binoculars and said to the other two as if he were asking.

On the way to retreat, we encountered a lot of resistance, but they didn't try to stop them, and there were even many enemies who just watched and followed them.

Hans paused and said, "Are they going to intercept us on the periphery?" Luckily, we were prepared. ”

Vincent also smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, no matter what medicine they sell in this gourd, they can't stop us." It's that we may fight hard later, but as long as we maintain the current formation, no one is left behind. ”

Trood let out an "um", remembering the previous coordination of the mission with the garrison

"We need to have some security when retreating, it is impossible for them to defeat us in the encirclement, and there is a good chance that they will learn about our movements and gather forces to stop us." Trood was talking to the defense chief in front of him.

"That" The border commander scratched his head slightly embarrassed and said, "Lieutenant, you also know our predicament, and it is still a bit if you want to help you break through the defensive line."

"Ann, Ann." Trood patted him on the shoulder and continued, "You send a few reliable groups of scouts to the front of their line and bring the radio. The French will not have enough troops to deploy their defenses, just let them pass us on the distribution of the enemy's formation, and we will definitely find a breakthrough. ”

"That's fine." He nodded affirmatively, then furrowed his brow again, "But our radio stations can't always communicate with each other, and it won't be good if our radio communication is discovered by the enemy." ”

Trode smiled and said, "Don't worry, you can just let your people keep the radio on, we will take the initiative to contact them when we need information, and we can pick them up after breaking through." ”

"Okay, that's it!"

The two of them stretched out their right hands at the same time and shook them vigorously

"See, that's it." Trood used the information fed back by the scouts to obtain the weak area of the enemy's defense, and immediately mobilized the crew.

"Two B1 heavy tanks in front, one D2 medium tank, two SOMUA-S-35 medium tanks." Hans immediately confirmed the disposition of the enemy in front of him.

"Prepare to break through in one breath, and fight again when you get close." Trode gave the order according to the original plan.

Nattle said as he aimed: "It's good to hit French goods, you can be so close, and you don't dare to play like this in the face of those British cars." ”

"But no, these scrap iron of the French are beaten to death." Roy chimed in.

Trood didn't have time to talk to them now, and said into the microphone: "Now start assigning targets, we'll take care of the B1 on the far left, Vincent you'll be in charge of the other B1, and then Hans you."

"Scatter the cars, pay attention to avoid shooting!" After reassigning the objectives, Trood spread out the formation of the group horizontally, giving each vehicle plenty of room to move.

"Natle, don't worry, wait until a hundred meters, give him a shot!" Trood gently patted Natl next to him and said.

"No problem, I don't want to be chased and spanked by them when I run over, I really don't want to have a second experience in Butna, it's so scary!" As he spoke, he trembled a little, and it seemed that the battle had really formed a lot of psychological shadows on him.

"I don't know how many times I've used it, but I still have to warn you." Yorkson drove the tank and said, "Nattel, don't worry when I stop, then the shaking is gone, and then you are shooting." ”

"No problem, you'll see." He patted his chest, looking very confident.

"Bang!"

Almost close to the close, Trode finally fired back after being hit twice, as the saying goes, "It's not that you don't report, the time has not come!" The heavy shell hit the B1's fragile engine, and then a similar sequence ensued - the B1's ammunition rack was ignited by its own engine fire and exploded.

After destroying the tanks, Tello and his men immediately withdrew at full speed, but many French troops had already caught up.

"Run! All IV tanks turn their turrets to cover fire! Trode shouted hard into the microphone.

After several rounds of pointless firefights between the two sides, the distance between the two teams has gradually widened, which has allowed the French to fully see once again that the speed of the "German ** horse" is definitely not within their reach.

Trode looked back at the French troops who had fallen farther and farther away, and his heart was full of doubts: "Damn, why are they still chasing?" ”

"I guess the resentment is too deep, and our action must have provoked them." Yorkson said humorously.

Stein also joined us in this free time: "Maybe it's just to expel us away and prevent us from going back now to make up for it." ”

Natel patted Stein on the back and said, "It would be an honor if we were really held in such high esteem, but we really don't have that kind of energy to spare." ”

Roy said in a slightly serious tone: "It's hard to say, if I were them, I would definitely be in a hurry by now." Now that they can return to their original state like this, aren't they afraid that we will find an opportunity to do it again in the future? ”

"It's hard to say." Trode agreed with what he said, but he took a deep breath and said, "But that's not something we can do now, Roy quickly contact those scouts, and we can return to Butna after we recover them." ”

"In this case, you want to recycle them? Aren't you afraid that the French will catch up? Natel asked me, puzzled.

Yorkson said confidently: "It's okay, with our speed, even if they chase with all their might, they won't have a chance to catch up, and the time spent by recovering the scouts won't allow them to pull back much distance." ”

After recovering the scouts, the day was finally over, and the group finally returned to Batna, exhausted, but they still participated in the celebration at the request of the defense chief. But what no one expected was that this event would be many times more exciting than the last celebration