Two Hundred and Fourteenth Counterattack Begins

Near the Alan Hill defensive position on the outskirts of Misak, an M4 tank was behind the bushes on the edge of the woods, waiting for prey to arrive. Its hull is covered in camouflage vegetation and appears to blend in with the bushes ahead.

Since the puppet empire began to counterattack on the periphery of Misak, the fighting here has continued. Since a large-scale advance would be taken care of by the bomber forces of Alan Hill, the puppet empire spread out its forces and began a small-scale advance.

Such tactics are very close to the basic offensive tactics of the World War II era, so both sides have begun to really use the tactics of World War II to deal with their opponents.

A six-wheeled puppet chariot crashed through the wheat field, flashing with magic runes, and approached the direction of the M4 tank. Following this puppet tank, there is another puppet tank and hundreds of puppet soldiers.

On the turret of the M4 tank, the commander put down the telescope, held down the throat communicator, and commanded: "Come on! Prepare for battle! Aim at 1 o'clock! Kill a puppet tank first!"

In the sound of his command, the turret of the M4 tank began to turn, and the barrel of the slender 90mm caliber cannon was quickly aimed at the direction where the enemy was coming.

Originally, Ireland Hill's military department planned to produce some "self-propelled artillery" similar to the Stalker tank destroyer to increase the proportion of the army's armored vehicles.

However, because of the different battlefield environments, tank destroyers without turrets did not perform as well as tanks with turrets that could rotate freely in previous operations. So in the end, the idea of ​​a tank destroyer was completely abandoned and replaced by a plan to increase the production capacity of tanks.

The M4 tank in front of me was produced in the last month and then shipped to the front-line equipment troops. Because the newly produced M4 tanks are basically "collector's editions" with magic defense runes.

This subsequent improved model of the tank, officially numbered within the army as M4F, is the final confirmed model for the Magic Defense Barrier version.

Different from the previous rune tanks, this new tank only has magic runes on the front of the tank to enhance defense, and there are no magic runes on the sides and back of the hull.

The advantage of this design is on the one hand to simplify the production process and reduce the production cost of the tank, on the other hand, it is to facilitate the use of radio, which is an improvement on the previous all-round magic defense barrier model tank.

"Boom!" Unexpectedly, the M4 tank suddenly fired a cannon, directly hitting the puppet tank that was still bumping in the field. The body of the puppet tank was penetrated by the shell and exploded all at once.

This kind of magic puppet tank that acts alone is full of unstable magic energy, so after being hit, it is likely to explode. As the puppet tank exploded, the surrounding magic puppets also began to agitate.

They immediately determined the enemy's direction, and many soldiers rushed to the bushes where the M4 tanks were with bayonets. At the moment when they ran, the remaining puppet tank, not to mention the turret, aimed at the M4 tank hiding behind the bushes.

At this moment, the M4 tank with camouflage branches stuck on its front armor plate suddenly reversed. A faint pattern of an eagle flapping its wings.

"Tutu! Tutu!" The 30mm rapid-firing guns on the puppet tank started a violent strafing, and a row of shells hit the magic barrier on the front armored steel plate of the M4 tank.

There was a humming sound.

The magic defense barrier dimmed slightly, but it did not completely disappear. At this time, the M4 tank suddenly stopped, and the majestic gun barrel once again pointed at the puppet tank that was firing.

After a short stay, the muzzle of the M4 tank spewed out a white smoke, and an armor-piercing projectile rushed out of the barrel, and then slammed into the puppet tank in the distance. Before the puppet tank could react, the defensive barrier in front of it was torn apart by the huge kinetic energy of the armor-piercing projectile.

Immediately, the armor-piercing projectile smashed the front armor plate of the puppet tank, leaving a small hole in it. Immediately afterwards, the puppet tank was paralyzed in place, and a thick black smoke appeared from the gap on the turret.

The hit puppet tank may not necessarily explode, because it may be that some of the runes inside are damaged, but simply lose the ability to move or lose control. Such a puppet tank has a relatively high research value, and even has the possibility of being repaired.

The remaining puppet soldiers did not flinch at all, and they continued to charge where the tanks were, as if their tanks had been destroyed, which had no effect on their morale. However, before they could get close to the M4 tank, the rhythm was disrupted by the tracer shells that were strafing from the front.

Some puppets were broken into parts by bullets, while others fell to the ground immediately, giving up their plans to continue attacking. As the battle continued, the combat skills of these puppets seemed to be gradually becoming more proficient.

However, they are still puppets, and they are still worse than real people. In the few small-scale conflicts nearby, Ailan Hill still took the initiative.

Seeing that the puppets were lying down, the remaining tanks in ambush nearby and the soldiers behind the tanks began to move. First, the mortar units covering the infantry movement began to attack, and then this local counterattack was over. More and more lively.

The sound of gunfire and shouts of killing gradually subsided, and the battlefield became silent. The grenadiers carefully cleaned the wreckage on the battlefield, collecting weapons, ammunition and useful parts from the puppets.

The M4 tank that had just wiped out the two puppet tanks was parked on the edge of the battlefield. Next to this tank, there were also parked ammunition supply vehicles, other tanks and fuel tankers.

Standing in front of a jeep, the commanders of several tanks were discussing the subsequent battle deployment: "The previous rainy season covered the arrival of these puppet troops on the battlefield, and also interfered with our march..."

Their task is to take the lead in breaking into the enemy's line of defense before the main attack is launched, creating trouble to distract the enemy.

Looking at the unrecognizable road underfoot, with water still looming in the mud, a driver complained: "The road is very muddy, and that's why we were forced to stop and wait for the rain to end."

A few days ago, the large-scale rainfall in the Holy Demon Empire affected the air force reconnaissance and the attack of the armored troops. This was the main reason why the puppet empire's troops were only discovered when they got close to the front lines, and also why the Alan Hill troops had not yet encircled Dorcam.

"The weather seems to be on the enemy's side. Look at this muddy road. Even if we can launch an attack, the speed cannot be too fast." Another commander said with a wry smile after hearing his comrade-in-arms say this.

"The speed can't be faster, the enemy's defense has begun to stabilize, and our attack will definitely not be as smooth as before." The tank company commander headed down and looked down at the hand-painted nearby map draft without looking up. .

"This is really bad news." The tank commander who spoke first shrugged and sighed.

"It's not that there is no good news. There is news from the weather forecast unit. In the past half month, we will not encounter rainy weather." The company commander finally raised his head and looked at his subordinates and smiled. said.

"Sounds really good news." Everyone laughed again, gossiping and agreeing.

"In another 12 minutes, the shelling to cover the attack will begin." Looking at his watch, the company commander checked the time: "The time has been calibrated, so don't let anything go wrong!"

So everyone started to look at the watch, and a driver said helplessly: "In 12 minutes, we'll be busy."

The company commander ignored the complaining commander, pointed to the map and began to set up the task: "The goal of our tank company is to intersperse here and cut to the left side of the enemy's main defensive position. The infantry will cover our actions, on both flanks. Build a solid line of defense."

"Once our operation is completed, the enemy's main position will be useless. They can only retreat." He used his finger to draw a rough area on the map, indicating the area they want to control, and the company commander looked again. To his subordinates: "Do you understand?"

"Understood!" Everyone put away their jokes and nodded solemnly.

"After we succeeded, the enemy retreated and we did not have the strength to intercept..." Then a platoon leader raised his hand and asked a question about the subsequent changes in the battle situation.

The company commander nodded, then gestured at another angle of the map, and said, "As long as they retreat, the 1st Tank Battalion in front can chase and kill them... not a single one!"

After he finished speaking, he pointed to the right side of the enemy's main defensive position and said, "The 2nd Company will support us on the other side, and they will bypass this forest and cut off the road..."

This time, everyone nodded, and no one asked any more questions.

The company commander folded the map and stuffed it into the map bag on his waist, indicating that everyone can go back and prepare: "Okay! Let the reconnaissance vehicle set off in advance! Let's see if the enemy's deployment here has changed!"

The platoon leaders of each tank platoon tirelessly instructed every commander who was about to participate in the battle: "Let the troops check the ammunition and fuel again! Confirm the status of the tanks!"

"Make sure all the radios are on!" As the voices of these orders drifted away, the company commander raised his arm again and looked at the dial on his wrist - there were about 7 minutes left, and the attack was about to end. here we go.

When the company commander raised his wrist again, he was reluctant to put his arm down: he saw that the second hand was about to move closer to the 12 o'clock position. The preparatory bombardment for the entire battle began.

"Huh!" After a few seconds, a huge cannonball whistled across the company commander's head, and the Battle of Dorcam began.

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Update the day before yesterday