One Hundred and Seventy-Four Town Battle

Ren, who was still on the road, quickly fell to the ground, grabbed the binoculars on his chest, pressed the sounder in his throat, and shouted loudly, "No enemy was found at ten o'clock! No enemy was found at nine o'clock! "

Then he adjusted the direction of the telescope again, but only saw a black smoke: "The eleven o'clock direction is blocked by black smoke! Be alert to that direction!"

"Car No. 124! Behind the cover! We were attacked! God!" Marcus No. 112, who had driven to the front of the big crater, shouted loudly: "I'm right in front! No enemy found!"

"This... hiss... No. 2... No. 5... Here is... Car No. 125..." A weak voice appeared in the earphones. It was the captain of Car No. 125. His voice looked a little flustered, but more Most of them are dizzy: "I...we...were hit..."

However, the thick smoke around the No. 125 car quickly dissipated, and it did not look like the burning of the No. 125 car itself, but the dust and smoke formed by the explosion. 【First Release】

"No enemy found!" The voice of the commander of car No. 115 came through the headset: "I'm fucking right outside! I didn't see the enemy!"

Ren also straightened up a little, carefully looking for the direction where the enemy might appear, but found that everything was surprisingly quiet: "The smoke is gone! No enemy found!"

"This is car No. 112, it's safe right in front!" Marcus also reported.

Ren jumped out of his tank and ran to the injured No. 125 tank. He moved his steps cautiously, looking a little timid, but he finally approached the No. 125 tank, and then he turned around and faced the man behind him. The commander of the daring Panzer 115 shouted: "It's a mine! Not an attack!"

"Marcus! You are in charge of vigilance!" Carter ordered while getting out of his turret, "Leave it to Tank 124 later."

Everyone ran out of the car, and after looking around, they all stood by the roadbed and looked at the No. 125 tank in the mud. The mine blew off the track of the No. 125 tank and blew up a road wheel. Ren climbed up. Tank, helping to pull the hapless captain of car 125 out of the hatch.

He put his hands through the underarms of the commander of Car No. 125 from behind, and was dragging him out of the tank while holding the commander's chest. When he saw someone coming to help, he immediately shouted: "Don't come! There may be landmines! Stand there and don't move."

Another full 40 minutes passed. After a near miss, the people of the 1st Company still stayed in place. The driver of the No. 125 tank was injured in the head, the loader was injured, and their tank was loaded because of the broken track. The wheel was damaged, and there was no proper tool to repair it, so the attack could not continue.

The situation is very simple now,

The No. 125 tank can only be left here and wait for the troops behind to come up, and they can't just leave a wounded tank here. If they encounter the defeated Polish army, they will be very dangerous - although this probability is very small, But they still dare not do so.

"Okay! Now there are two ways!" Carter thought about it and said: "The first way, we all stay here and wait for the troops behind to come up! The second way, we leave a tank to cover them, and the other tanks Go ahead and execute on our original plan."

"Let's stay." Marcus thought for a while and said, "We only have one platoon of offensive strength. Even if we can capture that town, if we encounter a counterattack, we still have no ability to defend it."

Ren supported his chin with his hand and thought for a while, then pointed to the sign on the river behind the town and said, "If we take the town, then continue to attack, and take this bridge, we can shrink the defensive position. ."

"This river is not small, but the infantry can swim across. What about my flanks?" Lieutenant Polk glanced at Ren and asked, pointing to the thin lines on both sides.

Ren laughed, pointed to the town by the river and replied, "I used this method in school. We ambushed a tank in the town behind. If the Poles use infantry to cross the river, then they must Lack of heavy weapons, one tank would be enough to drive them back across the river."

Polk glanced at Ren and felt that the young man with small freckles had a good idea: "Yes! I think it can be done."

"That's it!" Carter nodded.

At eleven o'clock at noon, they simply ate some lunch, and the five tanks in the first row left the No. 124 and No. 125 tanks in the second row and set off for the distant town alone. The hapless 3rd SS Panzer Division, 3rd Panzer Regiment, 1st Battalion, 1st Company, 2nd Platoon, and the 2nd Platoon have all withdrawn from the battle.

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"Captain, Lieutenant Polk. The investigation is clear." Ryan, carrying a submachine gun, jumped over the low wall, jumped back into a collapsed yard, ran to Carter and the others, and whispered: "About 100 Human Polish infantry is resting on both sides of the street, there are 4 cars, 1 on the street and 3 at the end of the street near our side, the bad thing is that they have two Renault ft-17s, the location is very bad, the best we can Kill one first."

"Of course there is also good news. They are very 'chaotic' and have no guard." He said while drawing a rough map of the streets of the entire town on the land: "And they didn't plan to set up defenses in the town, so most buildings It's all safe. I'm afraid they will find out, so I don't dare to get too close."

"It's already detailed. Good work, Sergeant Ren." Carter patted Ren's shoulder, and then began to set up the task: " Ren has the only record of hitting a tank here, so his tank was the first. Will kill an ft-17 tank in the first place, so that our threat is reduced in half."

Then he looked at Marcus: "I follow him, cover his left, you follow me, cover the right of both of us, and go all the way in. Cut them open, machine gun them out of town, and drive to that Railroad Bridge."

Then he looked at the commander of the No. 114 tank: "Your tank is loaded with grenades. If there are counterattacking infantry, you are responsible for dispersing them. Lieutenant Polk! The rear of your tank. Is there any problem?"

"How many tanks are lost to allow us to retreat?" Ren stood up and asked.

Carter was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said solemnly: "If we are destroyed by three tanks, the rest can retreat. Let's go!"

"Andre! Aim at the ft-17 tank at the intersection for me. You must destroy it as soon as possible. It is the only big guy who can threaten us. Don't miss it this time." Run back As soon as he got on his tank, Ren said to his gunner, Andre.

"But last time I missed it." Andre said with a frown.

"Then don't go too far this time! Otherwise I'll tell you to squint at Andre." While pressing the throat sounder, Ren complained to Andre, and then he "touched" the throat sounder to make a loud voice "Bruce! Loading armor-piercing bullets! Check the ammunition! Bowman! Start the engine and rush in! Fastest speed!"

After crossing the low courtyard wall and rushing onto the road leading to the town, Ren's tank drove uphill a short distance, and then quickly rushed down along a long downhill, the Polish guard in the town. The army finally found the approaching German tanks.

"Ren! Stupid! You rushed too fast!" Carter's voice rang through the earphones: "You let us "expose" ahead of time."

"Go forward! Bowman! We have been discovered! Accelerate!" Ren looked at the narrow scene in the periscope and commanded loudly: "Andre! Aim! Their tankers are drilling into the tank!"

"Stop! Bowman!" Ren shouted loudly: "Stop!" The tank swayed and stopped at the alley of the town. The scene suddenly became quiet, and the panicked Polish defenders looked at the truck with A dusty German tank, for a while, didn't know what to do.

"Fire!" Ren raised the corner of his mouth with a bloodthirsty smile, and the little tiger teeth in his mouth were slightly "exposed", like a ferocious devil.

"Boom!" The No. 113 tank opened fire, the shell flew a short distance with a whistling sound, and directly drilled into the body of the opposite ft-17, bringing up the dust around the ft-17 tank, and a strong force pushed this The hull of a French-made light tank shuddered.

The flames of the explosion had not burst out of the tank's iron plate, but the tank had already burst open. The turret was pushed into the air several meters high due to the explosion, and all the surrounding Polish soldiers were swept to the ground by the shock wave—then, the tragic sound of the explosion came through the distance.

"Hit! Andre! Good job!...Bauman! Drive! Go! Fast!" Ren cheered loudly, and then issued an order. The No. 113 Panther tank roared again, and a plume of black smoke continued to sprint forward.

The voice of the mechanic, Clark, came through the headset: "God! Poles are everywhere! I'm going to fire!" Then the guided machine guns in front of them shot out flames, sweeping the Polish soldiers in front of them. Earth: "My God! I...I...killed ten! No, at least twenty!"

"Andre! Alert at two o'clock! There is a tf-17 tank over there! Be careful! There are infantry on the side! Bowman! Don't slow down! They want to come over!" Through the narrow gap, I saw that the surrounding of my tank was full of Polish soldiers, densely packed everywhere.

For a while, Ren's face turned pale, his breathing became rapid, his eyes and foreground began to distort, and one fragmented horror flashed through his mind.

He picked up the pistol and fired at people with their hands tied behind their backs one after another, until the magazines were empty, and he stumbled out of the dim door with the empty pistol. The officer held the record book and read out a piece of content that made him vomit, but at this moment there was only a buzzing sound in his ears, as if everything in the world had left him...

"Ren!" Suddenly, a voice exploded in his ear.

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