"Trode, where are you taking us here?" Alicia asked Trode, who was running in front of her.

"Shhh Trode kept his voice low and said mysteriously.

Marcus chuckled twice, and then said nonchalantly in a tone of "it's none of my business, hang high": "Actually, I haven't found a suitable place yet." ”

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There was silence over the radio

"Trode, a position on the left in front needs support." Roy only reported the situation to him and did not ask for specific countermeasures.

"Leona is in that direction too." Trood didn't respond head-on.

Roy thought for a moment and said, "Yes, that's right, but it's still a little short, if we want to go there, it is estimated that we will have to pass through at least three enemy positions." ”

"Ask Leona about it, and I'll see if I can gnaw this bone off." Trode gritted his teeth and sent the team to a halt.

Moments later, Trod and the others received information from Leona that they were about to outflank them.

"Let the people in that position rip it off." Trode instructed Roy, and then said to the other two commanders of his group: "We're going to ambush, we're going to play with momentum, but don't be too ruthless, it's still useful for me to keep those French." ”

"Useful to keep?" Alicia raised her voice to show her confusion: "Do you expect the French people standing to help you block the shells?"

At the end of this sentence, Alicia seemed to sense his intentions, but she was not very sure, because it was really shameless to do so, and it made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Are you going to use the fleeing Frenchmen as cover?" Alicia said this in a rather small voice, and she hoped that Trode would answer her "no", but her sanity told her that it was impossible

"That's right, I see you lately"

Alicia didn't even hear what he was saying, her gaze shot through the observation hole into the darkness in the distance, and she only shook her head with a wry smile, she had no words to refute Trode. She wasn't the kind of person who would do anything to win, and it was a little unbearable for her to harm the unarmed deserters

But war is brutal after all. In order to pin her hope on her innocent faces, she decided to give up being an ordinary girl and follow the army to defend the country, because there was her only remaining sustenance

Soon after she followed Trode, she was completely hooked on the team, a feeling she had never felt before, the first time she felt the deep friendship between her peers, and she secretly decided in her heart to stay here

"Open the gates, let the French go!" Seeing his own people running back from the front in a "hurry", Trood had been waiting behind the corner for a long time.

A B1 tank led by the leader was set on fire at the moment of its emergence, and the ammunition rack was directly blown out, which caused a lot of impact, but many French troops who had not yet reacted still relied on inertia to continue to rush forward.

Trode and the others immediately rushed out from behind the corner, quickly destroying the other two D2s that rushed up, and only then did the French troops who had only reacted begin to flee, throwing off their armor and running in the direction of their position.

"Hurry up and keep up with them, let's press to the front of the position in one go." Trod seized the opportunity and quickly ordered, and the other two chariots were already ready for everything, and they had already started to move just by hearing his voice.

"Don't drive too fast, get close to those French." Trode commanded Yorkson in a loud voice so that he could hear every word clearly.

The latter, however, only shook his shoulder and touched Trode's foot to signal that he heard clearly, but his eyes never left the front, staring at the fleeing French, so that his chariot could be as far behind the large crowd of French deserters as possible.

"Damn the Germans, they used such shameless tactics!" On the French position opposite Trood, a temporary commander slammed his fist into the sandbag in front of him.

He put down the binoculars in his hand and hurriedly said to the adjutant next to him: "Quickly let them dodge, we will all be finished if we continue like this!" ”

The adjutant immediately gathered a few people around him and shouted at the fleeing deserters, who quickly retreated to both sides of the road. But in such a situation, it would be very difficult to wake up these beaten Frenchmen with just this level of shouting.

In this way, because the front of the tank was full of their own people, they could not shoot, and the French watched Trode and them rush over like this, while Trode had no worries at all, and kept venting shells one after another towards the French position

To Alicia's great delight, Trode never gave the order for them to open fire on the French deserters in front of them. Although these French existed as their shields, if only a part of them were killed, not only would they destroy the enemy's living forces, but they would also have no effect on the battle.

"This is our territory! Beat them all back to Egypt! Trode shouted, the high morale of the German army like him, led by Trode and them, the German infantry who were still "hurrying" to retreat just now immediately counterattacked, and the already chaotic French position was like a swarm of ants, and it collapsed at the touch of a button.

The infantry who followed quickly recaptured the position and re-erected the defensive line, so that Trode and the others could go to the next position without worrying about it.

There was no contact with Leona and the others on the radio, and it seemed that their battle was not over yet, so Trode decided to push forward to relieve the pressure on Leona's side.

The tank climbed onto the sandbag pile and then plunged headlong into the ground, but fortunately it was not fast and the crew did not suffer much shock.

When the shaking of the hull became small, Trood stretched him out and looked at the scene before him—the opposing positions were already in full formation, waiting for their attack.