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Tony leaned against the tank hatch, looking bored at the telegraph poles that had just been erected in the distance. His troops were blocked on a southward road, which he said was a road, but there was no decent asphalt road here.

It's just a rammed dirt road, and the tank troops in front have passed by, leaving two ruts on it that can't be repaired at all.

Those lagging behind, the M4 tanks that Tony also commanded earlier have not wide tracks, and the marks left on the dirt roads are also ugly.

There was still some rain in it, and the mud was disgusting. The wide track of the T-72 tank was stuck with this sticky mud, and it rolled to the vicinity of the fender and got stuck on it, getting thicker and dirtier to death.

However, no one in the army cares about whether it looks good or not, so the mud just hangs on the fenders in a logical way, forming a clump that grows bigger and bigger until the weight is too heavy to hang on and fall on itself.

Having said that, if this is really the same as near Seris in the north, there are clean and solid asphalt roads everywhere, then their tanks will not necessarily be allowed to go on the road.

After all, those expensive roads cannot be easily damaged. Most of the tanks rely on railways to maneuver there, or they can only walk and bypass those important roads.

Ten minutes later, Tony's tank still hasn't been able to advance half a step, the tank has been turned off, and some people have even left their tanks and went to the roadside to see the workers laying the rails not far away.

It's like a huge construction site, and the furthest away are the workers from the power bureau, who are laying up electrical cables and telephone lines. These things are also very important, so they start construction almost at the same time.

And the place that is closer here is the railway construction team, who are using relatively primitive methods to lay the railway. There are such construction sections every few kilometers, and they are building a railway at the same time to save the time of road construction.

The heavy equipment used for laying the railroads was too late to be transported so close to the front lines, so the laying of the railroads here is still done using primitive methods from a few years ago. There is no way, sometimes things are so helpless.

A motorcycle came by with the rhythmic sound of the engine, and the two-stroke engine had a unique flavor.

The rider was a young soldier, with an obvious iron plate hanging on his chest. Above the iron plate was the symbol of a locomotive, and the outside was stamped into the outline of an eagle emblem.

As long as you look at this listing, you will know that this young soldier belongs to the traffic command unit, responsible for the command of the road, as well as guiding the road and other work.

He drove in the opposite direction next to the waiting tank on the side of the road and stopped in front of another tank in front of Tony's tank. He supported his motorcycle with his legs and shouted loudly to the captain above the tank. shouted: "The bridge ahead is broken again! The sappers are rushing to repair! You can rest here for another 25 minutes!"

While shouting, he raised his arms, pointed to his watch, and made a twenty-five gesture to all the tanks in the distance: "Rest! Rest for 25 minutes!"

"Why is it broken again?" Seeing the familiar gesture, the gunner reluctantly got out of the turret, sat on the edge of the hatch, took out a candy and stuffed it into his mouth, asking vaguely road.

Tony smiled bitterly, and Men Qing replied: "When the bridge here was being built, there were no tanks in the world... This big guy under our butt is an iron lump with a dead weight of 41 tons. Which bridge here is not up to it? collapsed?"

This is rarely the case in the core of Ireland Hill, where newer bridges have in most cases a wealth of capacity. Not to mention the T-72 tank, even the heavier M1A2 or Leopard 2A6, can also pass unimpeded.

However, once outside the core of Ireland Hill, such as westward past Higgs and Velonsa, or southward out of Dothan, it is very common for such bridges to become overwhelmed.

After all, Ailan Hill is only an empire that has risen for 5 years. Its territory is vast, so there are still countless places that have not changed, and it is still backward and barbaric.

"When those M4 tanks passed by, the bridge must have been reinforced, and when it was our turn to pass, it turned out to be not enough... You don't have to think about it, you can guess that the first tank went up, and the bridge deck cracked... ' Tony said, taking off the communication headset hanging around his neck.

The communication system of the T-72 tank is more advanced, the frequency band is more difficult to be interfered with, and the communication quality is higher. Therefore, the electromechanical operator was cancelled, and the tank crew was reduced to 3 people at once.

Theoretically speaking, the latest jamming device developed by the puppet empire cannot interfere with the newly equipped T-72 tanks of Alan Hill.

"That's right." The gunner was chewing the sweet fruit candy, enjoying the special benefits that can only be enjoyed by the advanced arms of the Army, with a happy expression on his face.

Infantrymen do not have such good treatment, and their food is also a lot worse than tank soldiers. In most cases, the various subsidies received by tank troops are twice as much as those of ordinary soldiers. The only ones who can compare with tank soldiers are the front-line special forces under the Army Headquarters.

But compared with other arms, the tank soldiers of Ailan Hill are actually hard-working characters-not to mention the air force, and even the navy's food is better than them.

"Let's have something to eat while you are now! In order to catch up with the schedule, you must be marching quickly. If you want to eat the next meal, it is estimated that you will have to wait until dawn tomorrow." Tony turned over and jumped from the turret to the body of the car, and opened the sundries on the side. The storage box, took out a can from it, and threw it to the gunner who was still sitting on the turret.

Then he took another one for himself and another for the tank driver, and shook it: "Good luck, three cans of starch meat... just right!"

The T-72 tank has infrared night vision, which is standard. In addition, mastering the air dominance does not require light control, so the T-72 tank troops can hurry at night.

In order to test the functions of the T-72 tank's night march and combat, and to make the troops accustomed to the night combat mode, these days, the 201st Tank Division has also intentionally conducted several night marches to train the troops' night coordination ability.

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