Early November.

The battles that took place in the South China Sea caused huge waves up and down the Republic of China and at the top of the devils.

Even if it's just a small fight.

There was also only one torpedo boat, an old destroyer, and a troop carrier in the war.

But.

The former means that it has finally begun to set foot in the deep blue, coupled with the news that the Kaohsiung was sunk by the homeopathic release, the whole country was greatly encouraged, and for a while the people looked at the ocean.

The latter meant that the most powerful navy of the Great Japanese Empire was also challenged.

Although only a small challenge.

But it is predictable that this time the opponent will be very tricky, and even not weaker than the pressure brought by the United States.

It's just that.

In the mainstream view of the world, this is just a small wave, and few people pay attention to it.

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Early December.

Eastern Front.

Ocean storms on the western front, Arctic ice and snow on the eastern front.

At this time, on the eastern front, the earth was covered with a thick layer of snow, and the branches of the trees were also covered with ice crystals, and the snow up to half a meter deep seemed to cover all traces, and only a piece of snow was left in the world as far as the eye could see.

Whew··

There was silence all around, except for the cold wind howling.

Suddenly, the roar broke the silence, and five planes flew low, the roar of the propellers even suppressed the howl of the cold wind, and under the wings, the clearly visible cross revealed the hideousness.

The plane quickly disappeared.

It's like a fuse.

Soon, the silence was broken, explosions, gunshots, one after another, and it became more and more intense.

"Damn, hurry up."

Not long after the plane left, on the ground, a group of people wrapped in white trench coats came out of the snow directly, and one of them, who seemed to be the commander with a submachine gun, shouted:

"Hurry up and start the tanks, the regimental commander ordered us to immediately support the front line, where the Germans are attacking."

Following his order, the group quickly ran under a tree not far away, and several people brandished shovels to lift the snow and white film, revealing a hideous T34 tank.

At the same time, a large number of people in the same costume rushed around at the same time.

These men waved their shovels and moved one after another, and in a short time a dozen tanks appeared out of thin air in the snow, and if you climbed up and looked at it at this time, you could see that around it, tanks were emerging from the snowdrifts like rabbits.

The total number is over 100.

"Gasoline, just pour it on."

"Ignition."

Near a tank, the commander touched his bandaged head and instructed the crew to work.

The commander's tone was very irritable at this time.

At this time, it was early in the morning, and today was a rare low temperature weather, the temperature was already minus 40 degrees, and people took a breath and turned into ice ballast as soon as they took a breath.

In this weather, it is not easy to start the tank.

Although the insulation measures were taken, and according to the regulations, the tank had to be activated every three hours, but the weather was too cold today, and the diesel fuel in the mailbox would be frozen, and the lubricating oil would also be frozen.

Before starting the start, you need to heat the oil tank and oil with a fire to melt the oil and diesel inside.

With the size of the tank, and the current temperature environment, this is not a simple job, plus the subsequent start of the tank engine, even if they are an elite crew that has been on the battlefield for a long time, it will take about fifteen to twenty minutes of preparation time.

The only consolation to the commander was that all groups needed this, and the regimental commander's order took into account the difficulty of starting, and the troop assembly time was half an hour later.

Plenty of time.

Just when the commander with the bandage on his head disliked the clumsiness and slowness of his subordinates, and baked the gearbox and fuel tank with a torch, a tank next to him sounded the sound of an engine, and immediately afterwards, the tank clattered towards the assembly point.

This scene stunned the people of this tank squad at that time.

The two squads belonged to the same tank platoon and cooperated with each other as well as with each other.

The two crews almost acted together, starting the tank together, starting and stopping the engine at night together, why is their tank still a popsicle, and everyone else's is rumbling?

And it didn't even burn it, so it was so simple to start?

"Why are you moving?"

The squad leader with a bandage on his head asked directly.

He couldn't understand it.

"Fuel."

The tank commander standing on the turret left a word and drove towards the rendezvous with the tank.

"Fuel!"

The squad leader with the bandage on his head stared straight at the location of the fuel tank where the ice was hung, and his heart fell into deep thought.

He remembered something.

They belong to a tank platoon, and they are also a combat group, and they cooperate with each other to fight, and there is almost no difference between the two, whether it is the tank model, supply materials, vehicle crew training, and tank maintenance, they are exactly the same, and the combat is never separated from the team.

The only difference is the day before yesterday.

They marched here and camped in secrecy, his teammates ran out of fuel in their tanks, and they also needed to replenish the oil, and happened to find a single damaged German transport vehicle, and seized some spare fuel and oil, which they saw were diesel fuel, and added them easily.

Several barrels were seized, and his teammates kept four barrels tied to the back of the tank for later use.

The squad leader still remembers that on those beautiful and sturdy oil drums, there was a large line of numbers, -50. There's no other hallmark of the oil, but the packaging is just as beautiful.

I'll get some German fuel...

The squad leader secretly wrote it down in his heart.

Today went exceptionally well, after only twelve minutes of burning the tank, the tank engine was successfully started, and the squad leader wearing a bandage on his head also rushed to the assembly point in his T34.

With the tank squad leader assembling, more than five-figure tanks fought in this ice and snow.

As the largest battle in human history, the brutality of the Eastern Front is difficult to describe in one or two words, one or two sentences, and it is not even easy to describe it with a scale and a half claw.

Especially at this time.

This is a different moment.

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Around noon.

The sound of artillery fire on the battlefield suddenly decreased a lot.

After four hours of brutal fighting, both the T34 tank group defending and counterattacking and the No. 4 tank group attacking with all its strength stopped the tracks and opened the hatches.

The crew walked out of the hatch to smoke a cigarette and rest.

During the period, refueling for refueling, reloading for reloading, and maintenance for repairs.

But this is only temporary.

It can be expected that there will be more fierce battles brewing in the future, and it will not stop even at night.

"We must seize the fuel and lubricating oil of the Germans later."

Somewhere, the tank commander with a bandage on his head was doing minor repairs while gritting his teeth and looking at his teammates in the distance,

Today's battle is interspersed with edges, blocking the enemy on the flanks and protecting the flanks of the main forces, and with good luck along the way, they did not encounter the enemy, so there was no engagement, so at this time the whole company of ten tanks was complete.

Not even one broke down completely for mechanical reasons.

Even other companies had few non-combat losses, only one engine was damaged, which could not be repaired on the battlefield and required rear overhauls.

This had to make all the company commanders and even the regiment commanders sigh.

Today's luck was good.

Everyone knows the performance of their own tanks.

In the past few days, it has been temporary maintenance on the battlefield, and today it was started under such a bad weather environment, and then it was a four-hour continuous maneuver, even if there was no fighting, only one broke down.

But there are also a lot of small problems that have been accumulated.

No matter what a small problem is, it will become a big problem, so at this time, the car group is in emergency maintenance, eliminate small faults, and avoid breaking down when the battle will be won.

But among several companies and dozens of tanks, one was a maverick.

After more than ten minutes of simple maintenance, the crew passed the inspection of the company headquarters and the regimental headquarters, and it was in surprisingly good condition, with almost no problems, and even the black smoke from the exhaust pipe was almost non-existent.

For a while, everyone was amazed.

This is a rare thing.

The regiment commander and the company commander came to learn from the experience and planned to come to the whole regiment for commendation.

Naturally, the reason was discovered.

"Good pure diesel."

"The quality of this oil is really good."

Looking at the new diesel oil pumped out of the oil drum, and the last bit of lubricating oil left in the drum, the technicians in the regiment who were called suddenly spoke in a tone of abruptness.

Pure diesel, less impurities, full combustion, less damage to the engine.

Better lubricating oil also provides better protection for gearboxes and other structures.

The diesel in front of you is clear and transparent, with almost no impurities, and there is no difference between it and water from a little distance, and it is very different from the diesel full of impurities and turbid.

Lubricants too.

The lubricating oil in front of you, even in the weather of more than 30 degrees below zero, is clear and transparent without turbidity, and has good fluidity.

There is no comparison.

"Minus fifty, this mark."

Seeing the number on the oil drum, the technician was even more surprised.

During this period, diesel was not widely used, and the mainstream tanks and mainstream trucks in Europe and the United States used gasoline, and there was a lack of market and demand, so there was naturally no research power, so the anticoagulation technology of diesel during this period was not advanced.

Far less than gasoline.

However, because of the demand, polar bears have more research than in Europe and the United States, but because of the lack of technology, the results are very limited.

"What does that mean?"

The head of the regiment on the side asked.

The rest of the platoon commanders also watched with amazement.

The people who can be tank commanders are intellectuals, and everyone has already guessed in their hearts what this - fifty means, this is just not sure.

"It can be used in an environment of minus 50 degrees Celsius and will not solidify."

The technician spoke in the affirmative.

Wow... For a moment, the audience was in an uproar.

Everyone knows what that means.

Then, very quickly, the whole regiment had a goal, to capture the fuel and lubricating oil of the Germans, and even if they encountered German tanks, they had to draw fuel out of the mailbox.

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Afternoon.

Fighting broke out again, and it was more intense than in the morning.

When it comes to playing tanks, both sides are top players, experienced and sophisticated.

Interspersed, detoured, divided, surrounded.

Tanks fought each other, and on this vast cold winter plain, the two sides sent back the mobility of the tanks to the fullest, which also pushed the battle to a more intense situation.

This time.

The bandaged commander also ran into the enemy.

"Armor-piercing shells."

At his shout, an 85-mm armor-piercing round was stuffed into the chamber.

Boom...

The muzzle was swept by the wind, the fireball exploded, and the armor-piercing warhead galloped at supersonic speed towards the opposite tank four.

It was just a small battle, and with the advantage of numbers, it ended quickly.

An hour later.

"The Germans aren't as good as they say."

One of the new members of the crew asks his own commander, the bandaged one.

This is a newbie who has just come out of the academy.

Legend has it that the German tankers were very elite and extremely difficult to deal with, but today it seems that this is not the case at all.

"The previous German tanks were very difficult to deal with, don't be careless."

The commander's tone was solemn.

He is a veteran, he has been driving tanks for several years, he has fought the enemy many times, he knows how powerful his opponents are, and generally speaking, if you want to deal with a German tank, you need two tanks of your own together.

Very often, it's not just the tank performance, it's the main thing is the gap in the crew.

But today...

The commander paused and said:

"However, the Germans we met today seem to be novices."

But the commander also had a trace of doubt in his heart, this time the Germans seemed to be a bit novice, and a little new, after meeting them, they made a lot of mistakes in reaction and response, otherwise they would not be so easy to eliminate. (To be continued.) )