"Let's get to work!" Trood called, and all the chariots went into action. They had been squatting here for two hours, and the night was really in vain, and the fat fish finally bit the bait!

It turned out that Trode had already thought of tonight's ambush battle when he agreed to the trough strategy, which was also the only way for him to achieve the mission objectives in strict accordance with the requirements.

Although the order given above was for one day, Trode was very unimpressed, and at first he didn't think that he could complete it in one day, as long as his team could successfully complete this task, he would not be said by the above in the end anyway.

Returning to this mission, Trood came up with a crooked idea the moment he entered the trough of his squad, a crooked idea that would be able to complete the mission on time. He now has to quickly lead the squad into the trough and cooperate with the infantry to annihilate the opponent's armored forces, so that no enemy in this position can stop them from attacking the artillery position, as long as they break the shackles of the artillery position, then they can quickly cooperate with the infantry to carry out a coordinated attack, and the final position will naturally be no problem.

And the question of time, Trode has already thought about it. The task does not accurately state that this "day" refers to the day of the mission, if subjectively think that this "day" is the 24 hours when they start the mission, they arrive here at noon, and the time when the mission ends is noon tomorrow, so think about it, the time of the mission is still relatively rich. Since Trode remembered this idea, he couldn't stop laughing, and when he pushed into the trough, Trode explained his battle to the team, and others also admired his idea of taking the sword sideways, but after all, it was still a strategy that Trode thought of temporarily, and there were still a lot of loopholes in it, but since there was no problem with the theme idea, it was not a problem. Later, others also made various additions to Trode's opinion, before it was thoroughly implemented. His plan had been perfected thoroughly, and it didn't seem to be wrong now, anyway.

"Attack!" Trode shouted a command, and a squad of eight tanks quickly advanced into the valley, firing artillery to suppress the enemy's armored forces.

"What? How could it be so fast? The British officer shouted, stunned as he looked at the German tanks rushing in front of him, and the battle they had fought had only been fought for ten minutes. Even the armored units that were on alert had been here for at least an hour from their starting point, and since the German armored forces were able to rush to support at such a speed, it meant that they had not gone far at all, or even left at all.

“FUCK！ We've been tricked! The officer yelled. He really wanted to drag those scouts over and question him on the spot, how could such a low-level mistake occur.

On the other side, Trode is also smiling secretly, and this can't all be blamed on those British scouts, after all, Trode has really retreated from the trough. And they didn't come back for a long time, but Trood and they snuck back at a time when the enemy was most likely to relax, which Trode had learned from the commander-in-chief during the last battle.

Although this detail was not noticed before. But since then, Trode has been thinking about this issue repeatedly, and on this issue, Trode has also sought the advice of Vincent and Leona. They are well-informed, and naturally more experienced in this area than Trood. In the end, Trood came to the conclusion that the point of dusk was the burnout period for the vast majority of troops. Naturally, it is the time when their vision is the narrowest.

But Trood was still a little more prepared, because those scouts of the British, the moment they withdrew from the trough. He was already happily going back to his life, not at all as dedicated as Trode thought, and there was no possibility of slacking off at this time in the twilight.

All in all, Trode was now confident in the operation, and the moment his squad rushed into the trough, he contacted the commander of the infantry and told him to move on to the next step of the operation.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the cliff at the end of the canyon where the British army entered the canyon was blown to pieces, and several large rocks rolled down from above, directly blocking the road. Although there were still many gaps in the middle of the stones that could allow the infantry to pass through, the large armored units could not get through at all.

These explosives were brought by this group of infantry when they rushed to support, and Trod ordered this when he called them to come to their support when he had laid a trough. However, if you carry too much explosives, it is easy to be detected by the enemy, and if you want to place bombs when the enemy is not looking, then you can only race against time to install bombs in the most critical positions at the time when the sky is just dark. This location was of course chosen as the entrance to the British army.

The Germans on the high ground on both sides were too far away to intercept their retreat, and Trode had no interest in those British infantry, they only wanted to fight the enemy's armored forces, and these British also used a trick that hit Trode's heart, that is, abandon the car and escape!

Trod had expected the armoured troops to fight their way from their side, or to buy time for the infantry to retreat by blocking Trode's offensive on their own, but it turned out to be much more than he expected

The vast majority of the British armored troops chose to flee by car at the first time, and the rest did not delay for long, and for a while, the only force that could strike at Trode and them was scattered without a fight, which was a beautiful thing that Trode could not have dreamed of.

With this remaining time that would have been used to fight the enemy's armored forces, Trode directly ordered his squad to move forward quickly, directly chasing the fleeing infantry and crushing them. In the endless darkness, a few flares slowly rose into the air, although ten minutes ago, there was a similar scene, but now the British, when they see these flares, the new area is very different from the cloud and mud at that time

"Machine gun fire, how much can you hit!" Tlord commanded loudly.

Although it was quite cruel for Trode, who was in the tank, to shoot so brutally at these almost unarmed infantrymen, he had to do it, because he could not hold back the anger when he remembered his brother in Aziziyah. (To be continued.) )