Three Hundred and Twenty Second Peripheral Investigation

A sharp bayonet came out of the darkness behind and pressed against the neck of a French sentinel. △￠four △￠five △￠middle △￠The French sentinel who was still dozing off immediately widened his eyes, but he didn't dare to make any sound.

Soon, Ren's face with some small freckles came out from the darkness, stuck it to the ear of the French sentinel, and asked in a calm tone and unproficient French: "How many people are there? Are there any?" How many heavy weapons?"

"I'm a soldier of the 9th Army. Not far behind there are two anti-tank guns, 47mm. Behind the building, there are tanks from the 10th Panzer Army. I saw about 10. I know I told you everything! Please, don't kill me..." the young French soldier cried and begged.

With a little force from Ren's fingers, the bayonet cut the French soldier's throat, and blood gushed out, but the French soldier couldn't make any sound. Every breath and attempt to cry out caused more blood to spurt from the slit throat, and soon the uniform on his chest was soaked with his own blood.

The French soldier clutched his throat with his hands, struggling helplessly, his feet kicking constantly, and the rifle had been thrown aside. Ren wiped the French bayonet on the still struggling body of the French soldier, then bent over and retreated into the darkness.

He climbed over the trenches of the French army, jumped into the bushes not far away, and continued to walk forward. Suddenly he stopped because two patrolling French soldiers came over talking and laughing. Ren took off his pants near the hiding place, and it seemed that he wanted to "open the gate to release the water" here.

Ren moved his body little by little, and came to the front of the two French soldiers. With a shake of his hand, the bayonet picked up from the French soldiers flew directly into the eye socket of a French patrol soldier. Before the other French soldier recovered, he saw Renn appearing in front of him, his hands were up and down, and the French soldier heard the sound of his neck breaking.

When it comes to familiarity with the human body, Ren has reached the point of perfection. His speed and method of killing are even inferior to Marcus. It may be difficult for him to assassinate the French president, but it is really overkill to deal with a few French sentinels on the front line.

He did not pick up the French bayonet stuck in the body, because he had just secretly pulled out the bayonet from the tortured French soldier. Ren just bent over the two corpses that were getting colder,

Return to the place where he started.

Bending down and running across a narrow one-way road, jumping over the side bushes, Ren saw Marcus and several car leaders waiting there. Behind them are their tanks that make the enemy fearful.

A Tiger tank painted with the number 113, and a Panther tank that looks like it has been weathered. There are some mottled marks on the armor of these tanks, and their dazzling achievements are recorded on the barrels. The few of these tanks have destroyed more than a dozen tanks, and the Tiger tank with the large number, the small white circle painted on the barrel proves that it has destroyed 55 tanks.

"I'll do the next investigation, Ryan. If they capture you alive, they will make a big fuss about your identity when they see the Knight's Iron Cross with oak leaves on your neck." Holding a broken wooden board picked up from no one knows where, with a nearby combat map spread out on it.

"Shut up! Marcus! Ryan is our company commander, you have to show some respect!" The middle-aged commander of the No. 115 tank said to Marcus with a smile.

Ren kicked Marcus in the ass, and then didn't answer his question, just pointed to the map and started: "Here and here are two concealed anti-tank guns, they have a machine gun here, here and There is here. If the infantry follow up, the losses will be a bit big. It is best for us to rush in and kill all these heavy firepower first."

"No problem, you can do whatever you say." The commander of No. 114 car nodded while staring at the map.

"We already know the location of these firepower very well. Once the battle starts, we only need to guard against some infantry close-up explosions." Ren pointed to the buildings on the edge of the city and said, "But the enemy has some tanks here. I don’t know the model, because this is the enemy’s rest camp area, I can’t get close. The French sentinel said that there are about 10 tanks inside. According to the ratio of French tank configuration in the past, there will be 1 to 2 B1 tanks, which is a relatively big threat. Everyone be careful."

"What about the infantry? When will they follow up?" Behind the commanders, two grenadier officers asked. They were responsible for following these elite tanks into the urban area, but obviously when they were on the periphery, they followed. There is something dangerous behind the tank.

At least until the French machine gun positions are completely destroyed by tanks, they are not suitable to follow, then they will have to pay at least 20 soldiers to get close to those French positions and counterattack.

"I've already seen the terrain. You are here, on this high ground, to deploy machine gun firepower. You don't need to suppress the opponent's machine gun position. You just need to find a way to cover our two wings and prevent the French soldiers from approaching our tanks." Lei En pointed to the hillside not far away and said: "Their firepower is not a huge threat to us. On the contrary, I heard that the French army has recently urgently developed an anti-tank bomb, which destroyed several units of the 7th Panzer Army. A tank, the regiment headquarters deliberately held a meeting and told all tank crews to be careful with this weapon."

The grenadier officer nodded, and then confirmed again: "We will deploy machine gun fire here to cover the rear and sides of your tanks, and I will arrange for the grenadiers to organize some firepower at a safe distance. French soldiers approaching you are held back as far as possible."

"Yes! Your sniper team can play freely. Once we kill the French machine gun positions, I will notify you by radio to attack. At this time, you will approach under the cover of armored vehicles, and there will be no threat." Ren signaled Marcus puts away the map.

Then he stood up and began to assign tasks to his subordinates: "The anti-tank gun on the left is handed over to vehicle No. 114, is there any problem?"

"No problem!" The commander of No. 114 car nodded. Recently, Renn intends to arrange some missions with records for them to improve the overall combat level of their car crew. This made the captains of cars No. 114 and No. 115 very grateful to him.

"The anti-tank gun on the right is handed over to vehicle No. 115 to destroy. These targets are low threats, so don't expect any accidents." Ren nodded and said.

"I understand!" The commander of No. 115 nodded.

"Marcus, pay attention to the gaps between the buildings in the distance, the French tanks may rush out anywhere, this is up to you!" Renn gave Marcus a last look.

"Okay! Just wait for my good news!" Marcus nodded with a smile: "Thanks! I will save the cigarettes and chocolates for you later."

"Check the ammunition in each car! Start the engine!" Renn ordered loudly: "Adjust the radio frequency and get ready to go!"

While jumping on his tank, Rennes looked at the city with thick smoke in the distance. That was Amiens, a major French town. Half an hour ago, 50 German bombers had just flown over there. There was the sound of constant explosions.

"Radio communication confirmation!" Ren put the headset on his head, pinched the throat talker and said, "Can all the tanks hear my voice?"

This point is worthy of recognition, at least since Alice came to their platoon, the communication radio has become much easier to use. This little girl seems to have a natural understanding of the radio system, and can easily tune out the clearest channel for everyone to use. Soon the commanders of all the vehicles came to answer, and Ren began to confirm the communication situation inside his tank again.

"Heard Bowman!" came the voice of Bowman from the driving position.

"Bruce in position!" Bruce the loader replied.

"Andre is here." Andre replied with a smile.

"Alice heard it!" Alice's sweet voice came out, and Bruce howled in the microphone. Bruce can be said to be a perverted ghost, so Ren warned this wretched man to stay away from Alice. Of course, Bruce is also very witty, except for occasionally teasing the little girl, he didn't do anything offensive.

"Check the ammunition of the heading machine gun! Then report to me!" Renn ordered loudly.

"Ready!" Alice replied loudly in the headset.

"It's okay! Bowman, follow Marcus's tank. Bruce, load armor-piercing shells!" Ren poked his head out of the turret, then squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the city through the binoculars: "Andre, 11 At the o’clock direction, watch out for the gaps in the buildings that will appear in the field of vision for a while, there are likely to be French tanks there!”

"Bowman! This time we are covering, following the Panther tank from a distance, taking advantage of our powerful artillery, and keeping a distance! Alice, pay attention to your left side!" Ren suddenly remembered something, and he put it down. binoculars, and then pressed the throat communicator and said: "Alice! Last time your machine gun didn't fire, I know that recruits are a little timid! But please don't kill everyone, when I let you fire, if you do it again If you hesitate like that once, I will beat you to death with my own hands! Do you understand?"

"Okay...Okay." Alice replied weakly in the earphone. She sorted the ammunition on the machine gun, then looked directly in front of her and to the right through the scope, only seeing a bush.

"Enter the warning distance, all tank commanders enter the turret! Close the hatch!" Ren ordered loudly, then retreated into the turret, and closed the hatch with his hands.