"You can also receive such a hard errand, why do we have to run around in that tin can on this hot day."

Vincent was the first to speak when he heard my order, and it was we who spoke our minds.

Hans, on the other hand, seemed to have expected it, but he gave me a blank look and sighed deeply. Leona on the side pulled Amfittri and whispered something in her ear, looking at me as she spoke, and Amphitri nodded as she listened to Leona's words. Finally, the two sighed together and shook their heads.

I couldn't stand it any longer, so I shouted to them, "You are going to rebel!" Hans, what's the deal with your 'I'm already hopeless' expression? And Leona, don't teach any strange thoughts to newcomers! ”

"Sir."

"Yes."

I looked back and saw Marcus, and I said to him as if I had seen the last hope, "What's the matter, Marcus, do you have any thoughts on this fight?" ”

"Sir, lend me your kettle." Without even thinking about it, I handed him the kettle.

He drank a lot of water, wiped the sweat from his forehead, handed back the kettle, and went to Vincent to talk to him.

"Hey, hey! Don't go. I watched the "life-saving straw" just leave, and hurried to leave him behind.

"Ahh Sir, I'm just a little thirsty, it's so hot this day, I'm sorry to disturb you. He bowed his head with his hand and apologized, "I'm fine, you can continue." ”

"I'm fine" Looking at them, I sensed that the world was full of deep malice.

After the supply depot was ready, we set out for the first enemy position in front of us, and followed the route marked on the map, making a large bend but avoiding the enemy's heavy artillery along the way.

The two assault guns were located in the middle of our convoy, and with them slightly reduced our marching speed and flexibility, but the firepower was much stronger, although its practical Stuk75mm-L/24 times gun was inferior to the 75mm KwK40L/43 times gun we used in terms of penetration, but the explosion power was not worse than ours at all, and the hull protection of the III. assault gun was only stronger than that of our IV tank, and because the body was relatively low, the probability of being hit was also reduced.

Assault guns were designed to support infantry in sweeping and destroying enemy positions, attacking stationary targets, because they had no turret, so they could only fire at the front, and lacked effective means of attacking moving targets at close range. The poor combat ability of individual soldiers leads to a higher demand for the assistance ability of the unit, which has a higher demand for my command ability, and it is not simply a problem of "4+2=6".

After a big circle, we finally arrived at our destination. "All the vehicles were lined up in a parallel line, with two assault guns in the middle, Vincent and Leona, your tanks on the left, and Hans and I on the right. Advance slowly on the front, don't save shells! ”

I leaned out of the observation hole and looked at the situation in front of me with a telescope, and the enemy in front of me was initially estimated to have only the ability to counterattack light armored troops, and a "Bofors" 40mm L/70 machine gun in the formation did not pose a substantial threat to us at all.

When I was almost in position, I gave the order: "All men keep their current positions and cover the enemy positions in front with fire." ”

One after another high-explosive shells fell on the opposite side, and the anti-aircraft gun that bore the brunt of it was damaged in an instant. They were completely incapacitated to resist and could only seek cover and hide in their positions.

"It's target shooting, but how many shells do you have to shoot to shoot them out." Natel said disdainfully as he looked at the defensive positions of the British in front of him, which had been covered by our artillery fire.

However, this time I didn't care about the ammunition: "Whatever, hit you, they told me that I can have as much ammunition as I want, but the infantry can't give it." I then said, "It seems that this battle will be protracted, otherwise we would not have been given so much time to toss so much." ”

"Yes, but I guess I can have a chance to fight slowly now, and when the troops are almost assembled, I won't be able to stop." It was rare to see Roy's serious expression.

"Forget it, now is not the time to worry about that." I saw the enemy moving through the observation hole, "Look, they're withdrawing." ”

"Trode, chase or not." Yorkson's question was simple and straightforward.

I didn't answer him directly, but said to Roy next to me: "Roy, inform all the cars, don't pursue, advance slowly, and stop 50 meters in front of the position." Also, tell the rear that they should send someone to take over quickly. ”

"Why don't we go in and check on the enemy?" Stein asked in a whisper next to me.

"Well, don't go in. I see that the British retreated so simply, and I am afraid that it will not be fun for them to leave us some inheritance. "Looking at the loot at my fingertips, I was a little worried.

"Probably not, just these peripheral positions, even the fire of their heavy artillery can't cover the position, and it is normal for them to escape." Lowy thinks I'm doing something overkill.

But I don't think so, it's always right to act cautiously.

After about ten minutes, a truck came, and about two squads of soldiers came down. They searched the positions and found nothing that could be seen like this. Natel said that I was too careful, maybe it was, and we returned to the supply depot after the handover.

While resupplying ammunition and fuel, we are also preparing to solve the problem of lunch. Even though it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, we had to eat this "lunch" - the stewed rotten potatoes mixed with a small amount of beef gave off a faint aroma, but the sticky potatoes stuck to the throat that had become thirsty due to the heat, making it not taste good in this weather.

"Trode."

Just as I was drinking water and stuffing potatoes into my mouth, Roy found me with his lunch box.