Chapter 2362 Enemy Attack

The roar of the US armored column could be heard from a distance. Of course, Wittmann and his party, who were at the corner of the road, could not be completely unaware of it. Wegener, who was still immersed in the aftermath of the air raid, was the first to speak.

"US tanks? So fast? I thought these Americans would not come."

Herschel, who was on the tree, held a telescope in his hand and spoke to his comrades under the tree. His words of warning rang in his ears. Wegener, who was a little surprised, was still complaining about the sudden arrival of the US military, while Wittmann, who was standing next to him, had already started to give orders.

"Did you see it clearly? If you see it clearly, come down quickly, don't hang on the tree!"

As soon as Wittmann finished speaking, the agile young man sitting on the tree branch had already started to use his hands and feet to quickly go down.

The armored soldier was already thin and small, and he was agile and flexible. The radio operator who was sent by Wittmann to the tree as a scout and luckily avoided the wave of machine gun fire from the US air raid, quickly completed the action of getting down from the tree, returned to the driver, and then spoke.

"Look carefully, the US tanks of the brigade! There are also infantry and armored vehicles following, which look much stronger than the group of weak guys just now. They are about two kilometers away from us, and they just came out from behind the slope. The height difference is relatively large, which is a blind spot of vision, and there are many leaves blocking it. I didn't notice it for a while, I hope it's not too late to find it."

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Hearing the report of his brothers, Wittmann pondered for a while and sorted out the information and quickly continued to ask questions.

"What are they? Medium tanks, or those new heavy Pershings?"

Although they were defined as medium tanks in the future operations, the M26 Pershing, which had just been put into the battlefield, was defined as a heavy tank by the US military. It was intended to be used as a superior vehicle to fight against the German army's large-scale Panthers and the more difficult King Tigers. However, the actual combat effect of the Pershings on the battlefield was somewhat less than expected.

It was on par with the Panthers, but it was still a little bit worse than the King Tigers. It was not necessarily that they could defeat the King Tigers just because they were called heavy tanks. During an interrogation of prisoners of war, Wittmann accidentally learned that the Panther, which was of the same tonnage as his own Panther, was defined as a heavy tank by the Americans. It was just "a little bit bigger" than the King Tiger, which was also a heavy tank.

Wittmann, who kept asking questions, was still worried that it would be more difficult if there were too many Panthers, but he never thought that Heschel's answer was to shake his head repeatedly.

"No, it's not Pan Datou! I'm sure it's not, it must not be! I mean it's a tank I've never seen before, I've confirmed it through the telescope again and again!"

"Its body is very large, like a moving steel hill. The Sherman next to it looks like a baby carriage compared to a sedan. The chassis is very wide, and the most eye-catching thing is the turret. The head is so big that I have never seen anything like it before. It's just like a deformed baby with a huge head. Even though its body is not small, it is still not proportional to the big head, just like putting the head of the King Tiger on the chassis of the No. 3."

"Putting the head of the King Tiger on the chassis of the No. 3? Are you exaggerating?"

Wegener on the side imagined the scene described by Herschel, but found that no matter how hard he tried to imagine, he could not imagine what a funny and awkward shape such a huge head would be when it was loaded on the No. 3 chassis.

Is there really a deformed tank with such a big head? Wegener himself expressed doubts, except for the Russian KV2, because the mobile toilet with a toilet on top was really fucking exaggerated.

"If you don't believe it, you can go and see it yourself with a telescope. If I lie, I will give you all the supplies for next month, and you can smoke all my cigarettes."

Although Wegener wanted to say "We don't know if we can live for the next month with these few lives, your promise is just nonsense", but Wittmann, who was talking about business, obviously didn't intend to give Wegener a chance to talk nonsense, and immediately spoke first.

"How many tanks of this type are there? Be more precise, give a more accurate number, and think about it."

However, there was no recollection and thinking as expected by Wittmann. Herschel, who had already remembered the scene he had just seen, answered without thinking.

"Not many, I only saw two in total! There are a few Panthers around, and the majority of Shermans, a total of about 20. It seems that the Americans have concentrated most of the Panthers on the vanguard just now, and now the main force in the rear is mostly Sherman."

"Oh, yes! I also saw a Pershing that escaped just now appeared in the column. There was a high-heeled bunny girl painted on its turret, which was very distinctive! So I remember it very clearly. I saw it in the column with my own eyes through the telescope, rushing towards us."

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After listening to the situation report, Wittmann nodded. The situation changed more complicated than he imagined.

"It seems that the escaped Americans have joined the main force, so we can boldly assume that the enemy's main force has already known that we are alone, and the enemy to them is probably only a lone Tiger King. Guess what the Americans will do next in this situation?"

Wegener and Herschel, the two "enemies" who don't get along well, looked at each other and replied almost in unison.

"They will rush up. The Americans have always been eating meat and I will die while you die. When they encounter weak enemies, they try to get credit. When they encounter strong enemies, they hope that friendly forces will take the lead. Those British and Canadians have been tricked by them many times. Now there is such a good opportunity. The enemy is alone and there is no reason not to use superior forces to destroy us. At least we should try it."

"Yeah"

Wittmann, holding the skirt armor of the car body, nodded slightly, which coincided with some of his ideas and guesses.

"The new secret tank plus the enemy is alone and there is no reason to miss such an opportunity. This is the style of the Americans."

"Then what we should do is very simple"

Hearing Wittmann's familiar tone, all the brothers present showed a "knowing smile" expression at the same time, knowing that the long-awaited hard work is finally here.

However, just when Wittmann was calling on his brothers to get on the car quickly and get ready for battle, Wittmann had no idea that he had guessed wrong from the beginning.