One Hundred and Eighty Seven Knights

Between the fields, several German Panther tanks formed a sharp-angled formation to search forward, and here is the Polish hinterland more than 50 kilometers east of Krakow. (First) German armored forces swept across southern Poland with unprecedented speed.

Medium tanks equipped with large-caliber artillery and thick and sturdy armor appeared in Poland as the protagonists of the war, becoming an important symbol of science and technology changing the state of war. At this moment, the wisdom and experience of human beings were used on the bloody killing, and as always, amazing achievements were burst out, showing the world the monstrous appearance of the king of war.

"There is no Polish army found on the left! We seem to be advancing too fast!" Marcus's voice came from the earphone, making Ren put down the telescope on his eyes, the chariot was slightly bumpy, the terrain here is very suitable The tank attacked, and at a glance, there were almost no obstacles in the field of vision.

On the other side, not far from the road they had just driven, there was a small mound full of shrubs. They did not have the strength or time to see what was behind the mound. In the eyes of the German armored soldiers, they were left behind. The enemy army is almost always synonymous with no threat.

Ren held down the throat sounder, and laughed and teased: "Captain, Marcus said you were advancing too fast. He didn't even put up his pants after pooping." After speaking, he took out his jacket pocket. After exiting the tin box, he opened the lid and poured out a few chocolate candies, and then gestured to the hatch next to him, revealing Andre, who was half-length laughing.

"Thank you." Andre waved his hand to reject Ren's chocolate candy, glanced at the two thin white lines on the barrel of his tank's artillery from the corner of his eye, cracked the corner of his mouth and laughed again.

"I'm the company commander Carter." The voice of the company commander's car in front came from the earphone: "Tank 112, report to me the poisoning of the personnel! Put on a gas mask! I can smell Marcus' stench. Ha. Ha ha."

"Hahahaha." In the earphones, the commanders of tanks 114 and 115 laughed, mixed with Marcus' scolding: "Ren! Be careful I'll poke your ass with the barrel of my tank. !"

"Okay! The joke's over!" Carter said over the intercom. "We haven't seen the Polish defenders for a day, either they're escaping faster than we can, or we've really put their defenses in place. left behind."

"Since we broke through the defense line, detoured a bit, and threw more than 500 Polish prisoners to the incoming infantry, we haven't seen an organized Poles." The commander of No. 114 also said: "They don't Would you let us drive all the way to Warsaw?"

"Tank 114, we can't drive to Warsaw!" Marcus said with a smile: "This road is to the east. Warsaw is to the north."

"I feel that the frontal defense of the Polish army has been breached.

"Ren said on the walkie-talkie: "If we bump into the Polish army again, it is estimated that they will be the reserve team deployed in the second line." "

"Attention! I found a Polish soldier right in front of me! See? He's on a warhorse! I guess it's a scout from the Polish army." Marcus suddenly shouted in the earphone: "Behind me! Behind me God! Your five o'clock position! Company commander."

"I see! Marcus! There are two of them! It seems to be scouts." Carter adjusted the turret and finally saw the Polish soldiers behind them: "They should be the retreating Polish army! We should surround Go over and block them."

In the distance, the two Polish soldiers riding high-headed horses turned their heads in panic and ran towards a hill not far away: Obviously, there should be a large army hiding behind the hill. Polish Army.

It stands to reason that there are only 5 tanks on the German side, and it should not be reckless to choose to attack until the size of the Polish army is not "finished". However, along the way, German tanks, relying on their ability to overwhelm their opponents, often attacked dozens or even hundreds of times the number of Polish troops, and gradually forgot the distant word of caution.

Speaking of which, they are also worthy of the German Panzer Division, a service that the Führer has placed high hopes on. Along the way, they destroyed countless trucks and artillery, destroyed 15 Polish tanks, captured more than 1,700 Polish soldiers, and even captured a Polish division commander alive.

Ren glanced at Andre beside him, pressed the throat communicator and issued a loud battle order: "Clark! Check the ammunition leading to the machine gun! Bruce, load a grenade, and then..."

"Then prepare an armor-piercing bullet and put it in a convenient position! Next time you can say it more simply!" Bruce "cut in".

"Keep the formation! Adjust the car body! Aim at the position where the enemy may appear! Car No. 115, you guard the rear and report the situation at any time." Carter ordered loudly.

"Car 112 understands!" Marcus replied in his earphones.

"Car No. 115 understands!" "Car No. 114 understands!" "Car No. 112 understands!" Everyone tensed their nerves and stared at the hills beyond the rice fields.

"Bauman, turn the car body." Ren adjusted his posture, holding the tank cover with one hand, waiting for the tank to drive on the mound that didn't look very high. In such a relatively open place, 5 tanks attacked 4 in front and 1 behind, which still looks very shocking.

When the tank made a rumbling sound, ran over the bushes and drove up to the top of the mound, Ren was stunned by the scene in front of him. He found that behind the mound, countless pairs of eyes were also staring at him blankly. .

There are indeed countless pairs of eyes, and behind the mound are the densely packed Polish cavalry who are resting in place. The sound of the tank alarmed the warhorse, and both the man and the horse looked at Ren's tank. The scene suddenly became very quiet: five world-class Panther tanks on one side, and countless Polish cavalry on the other side.

"If I were you, close the hatch..." Andrei said to Ren, leaning his eyes on the artillery scope.

"Company commander! Wait for them to attack or do we rush down?" Marcus asked in his earphones.

"Boom!" Andre didn't wait for Ren's order, he pressed the "shoot" button, the artillery shot "shoots" hot flames, a cannonball flew out of the muzzle, and flew into Poland not far away In the crowd of soldiers, it burst open in an instant, and the flesh and blood of the horse with the stump of the person splattered, like a command gun, awakening the two groups of people who were stunned.

"The machine gun is free to shoot! Clark!" Ren got into the tank and closed the commander's hatch. He didn't want to be the first tank commander in history to be killed by cavalry. When he took his seat, the tank Has rushed down the hillside and drove into the crowd.

"Tutu! Tutu!" The guided machine gun in front of the tank slammed frantically, cutting down people and horses like cutting wheat.

Bruce frantically stuffed grenades into the cannon, and Andre shot the cannonball out of the cannon without aiming. Their tank was like a steel knife slicing into tofu, drawing a straight line in the crowd, and behind them, was an upside down. The bloody corpses on the ground, as well as the shocking Polish cavalry who had forgotten to flee.

The Polish cavalry, whose faces were splattered with the blood of their comrades, stood there, not knowing what to do. They don't know why, in just a few short years, the war is no longer what they are familiar with. They were ordered to arrive here in the morning, swearing to protect their family and the country, and swearing to fight until the last moment... Now they know how strong their opponents are, and now they know that sometimes blood may not be able to exchange for victory.

"For Poland! Charge!" Finally a cavalryman reacted. He got on his horse, pulled out the soil from the spear that had been stuck on the ground, supported the steel helmet on top of his head, put his legs on the horse's stomach, and jumped onto the German tank. Passing through the flesh and blood avenue: "The warriors of Poland! Come with me if you are not afraid of death!"

Where he passed, soldiers would get on their horses from time to time and follow him towards the German tanks. Many soldiers picked up their rifles and started shooting at the German tanks. More soldiers pulled out their sabers and rushed towards the German tanks. German tank.

"They're crazy! God!" Clark was busy reloading the guided machine guns. The Polish soldiers who came in front were knocked down by Andrei's coaxial machine guns. Because there were too many corpses on the horses, the German tanks advanced. speed slowed down. Ren could hear the tinkling of bullets hitting the tank armor.

"Marcus! Can you see me? Cover my back!" Facing the crazy counterattack of the Polish army, he suddenly felt that things were out of control, and he called out to his teammates loudly: "I can't see the company commander's command car on the left. already."

"I can't see you! There are two Poles on my tank trying to pry my hatch!" Marcus's voice sounded nervous: "Who will help me knock them out? My God..."

"Clark! Keep firing!" Ren loudly ordered the mechanic in front of him who was so sick that he vomited stomach juices: "Or I'll throw you out of the car!"

The guided machine gun sang happily again, and Ren patted Andre on the shoulder: "Turn the turret and look for Markus' No. 112 tank! Use the machine gun to help him shoot down the Polish soldiers on the car body!"

"Stabilize the car body! Bowman! Keep your direction!" The tank swayed suddenly, and Ren shouted loudly while holding the handle.

The driver Bowman didn't look back, but replied helplessly: "They are trying to use spears to jam our tracks! How can I stabilize?"

"I found Car 112! There are at least three Poles on his turret!" Andrei shouted at the sights: "I'm firing! I'm firing!"

A row of tracer rounds flew towards the target, blasting Marcus's No. 112 turret armor with sparks, while several Poles on the turret were hit by bullets and fell under the tank.

Suddenly Clark screamed: "I can't see the Poles! I can't see the Poles!"

Ren knew that they had killed a pair of Polish cavalry stations: "Tank No. 113 calls No. 111! Call No. 111! I can't find your position, company commander!"

It wasn't Carter's voice coming through the headset: "I'm stuck with two dead horses! Reversing! They're attacking my tank with sabres! Poles all around! I need help! Car 114 needs help! "

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