After lunch, we cleared several more outposts and the enemy made only a symbolic resistance and retreated. In addition, the existing materials would be detonated or blown up before the enemy retreated several times, and their overly orderly retreat made my suspicions worse, but we did not have a pursuit in our battle plan, so we didn't have to worry about falling into the enemy's trap or anything like that.

It took us two days to complete this mission, and in these two days we ran an unknown number of distances, burned an unknown amount of oil, and fired an unknown number of shells. However, the consumption of materials is far less than our mental fatigue, and it is not like a battle, and it can even be said that it is like an ordinary daily training to carry out the task -- marching to the designated position, carrying out artillery fire on the target, withdrawing the target and completing the occupation, this is like an exercise with a predetermined process, and it is also an exercise without any unexpected situation, and everything is proceeding in accordance with the plan.

I feel very conflicted in my heart about such days, fighting must have the appearance of fighting, it is a process of using strategy and hard work, but now we are like machines on an assembly line to complete industrial manufacturing products, and such days cannot but be said to be extremely boring. Although we are all dedicated to the country, we are all that brick and that gear, but everyone has the mood to become the brick on the load-bearing wall and the driving wheel of the key part. On the other hand, however, it is very rare for us to spend a few days in such a peaceful war year, and for those soldiers who are fighting bloody battles on the front line, our days must be unattainable, and my heart's request may seem ridiculous to them.

Maybe the heavens heard my sincere call, or maybe it was the turn of feng shui. I was tired of such a charter and practiced a different tactic at the last time I cleared my position - a direct encirclement assault. In front of the attack, I suppressed it with frontal fire, slowly captured the position, and finally the enemy ran away. And this time I want to annihilate this British force, capture some prisoners, and better ask what I can. Hans and Leona's IV tanks covered the frontal assault of Marcus and Amphitri's III assault guns, while Vincent and I made a detour to cut off the enemy's rear.

This was how the plan was carried out, and the frontal assault was normal, but just as Vincent and I were entering the enemy's retreat route, I "won the prize".

With a loud bang, a lot of sand flew up on the left side of the car, and with the violent shaking of the car body, the car did not stop completely, but began to spin to the left in place. Yorkson immediately stopped the car.

"I won the lottery, but it's okay, it should be an anti-track mine, no big deal." Yorkson half-jokingly spoke about our current situation.

"Look at your calm appearance, it seems that you often step on thunder." Roy sneered at Yorkson on his left.

"No, as far as I know, this is one of the few mines that has made Yorkson win the lottery, this brute has quite strong eyesight, and ordinary mines can't escape his eyes." Nattle was defending Yorkson.

Yorkson himself was very frank: "It's placed in a place where battles are frequent, and you don't have a good eye, and stepping on that thing will make the entire team's combat deployment unable to complete." However, I have really had enough of these two days, boring attacks, it seems that my spirit has been paralyzed, and I have not seen such mines. Yorkson let out a long sigh, and said with his eyebrows tightened: "That is, I met it now, this is considered lucky, if I meet it in some fatal position, it will be all over." ”

"Forget it, it's useless to talk about this now." I put on my headphones and picked up the microphone and said, "Trode's vehicle has been hit by a mine and cannot move for the time being. The frontal attack continued as planned, with Vincent covering us until the enemy retreated. ”

"Understood." The headphones were filled with unanimous responses.

It was not long after, after driving the enemy away, that I came out of the chariot and looked at our left track with Yorkson, who had come out of the car at the same time, which had been blown up by one or two sections, and the wheels, especially the driving wheels, were not damaged. From what I learned about tanks from Hans and Vincent, I know that a blow up of this magnitude doesn't take too long to repair. But I regret that I missed the opportunity to encircle and annihilate the enemy, but if I use this mine as a pre-battle reminder and a wake-up call, its value will skyrocket, and my boring feelings are nothing compared to it.

I returned to the camp a little dejected, and then Vincent talked to me about something, not to comfort me or to analyze the war, but to be a little bit of an idle matter.

I don't know how long we talked, but a soldier ran up to me.

The soldier saluted me and said in a respectful tone: "Report, lieutenant, please go to the combat headquarters. ”

"Okay, I got it." After sending the herald away, I looked at the sky and said to Vincent slowly: "It seems that a new order has been issued from above, what kind of battle plan is it, it is better not to do this kind of bare errands again." ”

Vincent smiled in agreement, but then said with a slightly solemn expression: "Now that most of the outer fortifications have been cleared, only a few positions remain. After clearing, the next step should be to go deep into the canyon to attack the enemy's main force, this is a tough battle, no one can say what the battle situation will become, I hope that nothing will happen by then. ”

Vincent said in the end, the expression was like a wish, but there seemed to be some self-deprecation in it.

Arriving at the headquarters, I quickly lined up in line, ready to listen to new orders.

The non-commissioned officer in front of us began to speak after looking around at us: "Your recent clearance of the enemy's perimeter has been very successful, and the General Staff Headquarters has affirmed and commended your heroic deeds, and at the same time has made new demands on you. ”

He pointed to some locations on the map and continued: "These positions with heavy artillery have been cleared by our long-range artillery units today, and now we can enter the canyon without hindrance for the next step of the battle. ”

Then we received a new order, and the core of our initial operation was to attack the enemy's canyon with several tank detachments and expand the depth. Blockade the underground fortifications built by the enemy on the outskirts and finally occupy them. This operation is codenamed "Stinger", and we are the "Stinger", which goes straight to the other party's heart.