"Playing in the city all day has narrowed my vision." Nattle leaned against the main gun and complained.

"Humph!" Hearing Nattell's complaints, Yorkson seemed even more unhappy, and he said: "You can be content, fighting in the city, the most depressed thing is me, okay?" Not to mention the embarrassment of being able to hit a wall with a single speed, just shuttling through the wreckage, ruins, and bunkers is enough to test the skills of us drivers. ”

"It's this kid next to me, he's very high." Yorkson smiled and pointed to Roy next to him.

Roy gave him a blank look and said, "Why don't you say how tired I am with a machine gun all the time." ”

"Alright, alright." Trood interrupted them and said, "This time it's a head-on battle against a large army, can you have a little sense of urgency?" ”

"Urgency?" Yorkson smiled and said, "I don't know about other car groups, but our car group, it seems that a little bit of that kind of thing is enough, and you know the result more." ”

“”

Trood didn't continue, he knew what Yorkson meant, although his team has Yorkson and Roy, two people with strong psychological quality, even if he doesn't care about the "stone" Stein who doesn't show much emotion for the time being, but Trode and Natle are easily swayed by emotions, although there is a saying that "pressure is motivation", but these two people have more than once had times when their combat ability plummeted because of too much pressure, so the sense of urgency is in Trode's crew, It's better not to have too much.

A voice came over the radio: "The enemy is in front of us, according to the original plan, break through in one breath, and the leaders of each squad will report the status now!" ”

"Team 217 is fine!"

"Team 470 is fine!"

After Trood answered, it was Derek who replied, and the two adjacent squads were on the left side of the attacking formation. Trode and Derek have teamed up on missions more than once. This time, the two were placed next to each other. This is not to say that they are lucky, but the result of the deliberate deployment of the people who formulated the tactics, since this is a group battle, then the importance of the cooperation of the adjacent teams is second only to the importance of the general direction of the entire collective, so it is an excellent plan to assign the squads with a high degree of fit, and such a careful plan. In the 47th Division, only one person can lead the charge, and that is Adjutant Buttermes.

"Whew" Trode stuck his head out of the car, looked through his binoculars, and said, "That's a lot." ”

Although the commander-in-chief chose a place with relatively few enemies to break through, it would not be too much less to be able to trap the strength of two divisions in the final analysis. However, the time chosen for the attack was indeed quite good, it was at the junction of day and night, and many enemies had just experienced fierce battles during the day, and they were resting and storing energy for the night battle, and there were still some places. Presumably, because he had just come down from the front, the smoke was still rising, and an atmosphere of fatigue and laziness permeated the enemy's positions.

Although the whole army is in a state of laziness, as a sentry, it can't be like everyone else, and if you don't mention the spirit of the twelve, the whole army will fall into passivity. Now that the enemy has been spotted by the tank forces of Trood, the enemy sentries will certainly find theirs as well.

That's how it should be

What Trood didn't know was that in order to match Trode's offense. Just now, the two divisions had launched a feint attack on another weak point to attract the enemy's attention. Although the troops have not been transferred here, which is also a weak point, the soldiers' attention has been fully focused on the battlefield and rest, which have nothing to do with Trood.

By the time the sentries sounded the alarm, some soldiers woke up from the tattered straw mats, and some soldiers quickly put down their lunch boxes and hurriedly ran to their respective posts, the specific models of the tanks in Trode's troops could already be identified through binoculars.

"All units are ready for high-explosive shells!"

The commander-in-chief gave the order. As many as forty tanks began to be loaded with high-explosive shells, and Trode had to sigh at the sight, thinking that one day he could be like him. What a magnificent thing it would be to command such a large force.

"The main gun is adjusted to the highest elevation angle!"

Trood was taken aback, let the tank be loaded with high-explosive shells, and then raise the barrel, which is close to a self-propelled gun, although the power is far less than that of a professional gun, and the tank is moving, the accuracy is impossible to talk about, but the number is here, so many tanks fire at the same time, even if a tenth of the shells are an effective hit, then it is a fairly successful long-range artillery bombardment.

"What a mess." Natel smiled and said, "This is the first time I've used a tank as a self-propelled gun." ”

"How big do you think the results can be?" Trood leaned down and whispered to Nattel.

"It's hard to say." Natel shrugged his shoulders and said, "I haven't tried that before, after all. But if you have to ask your intuition, with our number and the length of the enemy's front, as long as this command time is well grasped, it is not impossible that almost all the shells will be dropped in their positions. ”

"So exaggerated?" Although Trode had estimated the possibility of this tactic himself, he did not expect it to be so good.

Natel spread his hands and said with a smile: "Try it and you'll know, my mouth alone is not convincing." ”

"All units ready! 321 fire! ”

Accompanied by the commander-in-chief's order, 40 tanks opened fire almost at the same moment, while 40 shells flew in almost the same arc towards the enemy's positions. Within a few seconds, all but a few shells, which had deviated from the firing process, landed in the enemy's position, and there was an uproar. Compared with the direct damage, the pressure on the enemy's heart is greater and more deadly, and the order that was already chaotic because of the enemy's attack has fallen into an almost disorderly state at once, and it is difficult to even rectify himself, let alone form a counterattack on Trode.

"Beautiful!" Trode applauded loudly, although his own side was a sneak attack, but this preemptive move was really perfect, in an instant, the balance of the battlefield was tilted more obviously towards them, now they only need to continue to strengthen, and the victory of this battle will belong to them! (To be continued......)