artillery arc

Chapter 325 The tiger emerges from the cage
Just as Colonel Busey was about to answer, he saw the commander of the new tank getting out of the tank: "By the way, I want to borrow a motorcycle from you."

Colonel Busey looked puzzled: "What?"

The commander pointed to the front: "The enemy is preparing for counter-artillery fire, right? When the artillery preparations are over, I want to go in and see the location of the crater."

Colonel Busse was also an armor commander and understood immediately: "Afraid of falling into a bomb crater?"

"Yes, the tracks of the new tank are very wide and can pass well on muddy ground. However, the weight of this thing is too great. If it gets into a hole, it will probably not be able to get out. You probably don't have a tractor that can drag such a heavy thing."

Colonel Busey's adjutant didn't know why he was a bit confrontational, so he said: "Our tractor can tow 40 tons!"

"This thing is fifty-six tons," the commander said.

The adjutant shut up.

The commander immediately comforted him: "Don't worry, we won't drive it into the pit. If you carefully check the ground ahead, you can start first."

Colonel Busey was confused: "What if we break through the enemy's defenses?"

It wasn't until he entered that he realized that John Christopher was still outside - wouldn't that guy have another battle wound patch on his shoulder?

He asked: "What's your name?"

Therefore, more and more old tank crews in Prosen have begun to put tank tracks on the outer armor of the tank as additional protection, so that once the track is broken, they can quickly get off the vehicle and replace the track to troubleshoot the problem.

"No, I saw an advertisement for a tank driver in the newspaper and submitted my resume. As a result, the Ministry of National Defense quickly transferred me to the test site and joined the experimental company. And now as you can see, I am here. "

Colonel Busey replied: "Yes, most of the tracks were blown off."

John: "What about my motorcycle? To help you, I have to conduct reconnaissance first, otherwise I won't be able to drive the tank to the front of the enemy's position."

Captain John smiled and said: "Then it is crucial for you that we can join the attack. After all, if we can't occupy the battlefield tonight and start rescuing those tanks with damaged tracks immediately, they may have to go on the offensive tomorrow. The list of permanent losses."

Colonel Busey swore.

Colonel Busey looked at the rain of bullets that were still falling in front of him, and simply continued to ask: "Have you had any actual combat experience?"

"Then break through," the commander said, "just let us follow behind. If you encounter resistance, let us take action. If you are counterattacked by enemy armor, let us take action. We will take care of everything. ”

Colonel Busey could only nod: "I'm afraid that's true."

Colonel Busey made a gesture, and the adjutant immediately said to Captain John: "Come with me, and I will borrow one from the Motorized Reconnaissance Group for you, using personal connections."

"Before the Battle of Melania, I jumped on a tank and slipped and broke my bones. It wasn't considered a battle injury at first, but my battalion commander at the time thought highly of me, so he gave me a battle injury. hurt."

This kind of injury that does not affect self-care ability and can be far away from the battlefield is regarded as a kind of luck, even in Proson, which has a military tradition.

"Yes," said John Christopher, "but when the bombardment comes, I can easily hide alone and be fine. They won't use such a terrible artillery group to embarrass me as a scout."

John Christopher also laughed: "Indeed."

Most people say that it is very useful. Most of the broken tracks can be repaired later. If the crew brings spare tracks, even the crew can repair the tracks themselves - the cost is more than ten hours of time.

The colonel immediately jumped into the tank and put on the hatch cover.

At this time, John Christopher said: "I happened to go to the front to conduct reconnaissance. After confirming the passable route, I can attack with you. You must have lost a lot of tanks, right?"

"Report!" John Christopher raised his hand, "I suggest not to move forward for the time being. The Anters played a trick the first time, and they will play it a second time. When we thought the front was safe and swaggered through, they might There will be another rapid fire attack.”

Of course, sometimes the car would break down right in front of the enemy's position, and machine guns and hundreds of Anters would stare at the tank wreckage on the battlefield day and night. At that time, you can only pretend to be dead in the tank and find an opportunity to escape.

At this time, a lieutenant from the armored force came over and saluted: "Sir Colonel, the tracks of fifteen tanks have been damaged and they cannot attack."

Colonel Busey asked again: "Does it have anything to do with becoming a new tank driver?"

But it’s better than abandoning the car if the track breaks.

After John finished speaking, the voice of the chief of staff came from Colonel Busey's earphone: "The extended barrage just now caught all units off guard and suffered considerable losses. If we set off immediately, the support team may not be able to catch up."

"Yes, he participated in the Carolingian Battle and was injured." As he spoke, the young man showed off his Carolingian Battle ribbon and battle wound decoration.

Colonel Busey couldn't help laughing: "What a lucky guy."

Seeing that he was okay, Colonel Busey picked up the radio: "Attention all troops, start moving forward——"

It is an embarrassing thing for a track to be blown off. Call it insignificant, but it can indeed make a tank withdraw from the operation it is currently participating in.

The young commander immediately replied: "My name is John Christopher. As you can see, I am a captain. I am happy to accept your command, colonel."

Colonel Busey: "So confident?"

Colonel Busey: "You forgot to introduce yourself to your new superior, but you remembered to survey the road. I have a hunch that you are an excellent tanker."

Colonel Busey nodded. The young commander left a pretty good impression on him.

Colonel Busse looked at the battle wound badge and asked doubtfully: "You were injured again. What happened?"

The safety factor inside the tank is definitely better than outside.

The extended fire quickly passed the actual assembly area and moved further to the rear. Colonel Busey got out of the turret and saw John Christopher crawling out from under the chassis of the new tank. He patted the dust on his body and said: "The barrage of counter-fire preparations will continue to extend forward, learned."

"You have no idea how well this thing performs on the test track, I mean, apart from the failure rate. But new cars are inherently prone to failure, and you can't force this kind of thing."

When the two left, the crew with damaged tracks had just removed the track pads fixed to the tank.

Just as Colonel Busey was about to respond, the artillery shells that had been falling in front suddenly began to fire extended shots.

"Thank you." John replied.

Colonel Busey: "Didn't you say that the Ants might be cunning again? I also think we should wait another fifteen minutes to make sure that the Ants will not continue to fire before taking action."

While Colonel Busey was thinking endlessly, John set off on his motorcycle.

About thirty minutes later, the bombardment did not come, and John came back on a motorcycle: "Okay, I probably know what I know, let's take the lead! The new tank has far more protection than the Type 3 and Type 4, let's Let me show you!"

Colonel: "Your request is granted and you can ride to your heart's content."

"Yes."

John Christopher climbed onto the tank carefully, as if he was afraid of repeating the same mistakes as before.

When he got into the tank, with an order, the giant beast roared and rushed forward for a short distance. Then the roar gradually calmed down and the tank passed in front of Colonel Busey.

It doesn't look bulky at all. It should be said that for a heavy tank, its maneuverability is unexpectedly good. Colonel Busse's troops had tested captured Ant heavy tanks and were impressed by their bulkiness.

The maneuverability displayed by today's square new tank also opened Colonel Busey's eyes.

They just roared forward, and two other new tanks followed behind it.

Yes, there are only two of them, and one was knocked down by the shelling just now.

Colonel Busey is still not sure whether he will be satisfied with the new tank, but he knows that the logistics department, especially the masters in the field auto repair shop, must be very interested in this new tank.

——John Christopher drove his beloved tank along the route he had just explored.

Soon, the tank passed a painted tree trunk. Christopher realized that this was an enemy target and that he had entered the enemy's fire range.

Soon enough, an armor-piercing round hit from a distance, leaving a trail of sparks on the front gun mantlet of the new tank, but the shell disappeared.

Christopher heard someone participating in the headphones and quickly asked: "Who is injured? Is the injury serious?"

"It's okay. The armor collapsed somewhere, and there was a very shallow scar on my face. It only bled a little."

Christopher didn't think much and picked up his binoculars to look for enemy gun emplacements.

In order to ensure an advantageous fighting distance, he issued his first command after entering the battle: "Stop the vehicle, we will stay on guard where we are."

The vehicle suddenly stopped.

While shaking at a sudden stop, Christopher suddenly noticed a sudden flash of light on Highland 414 by the river.

The second shot landed next to Christopher's car.

Christopher: "Turn the turret 30 degrees to the left, on high ground, and wait for it to fire for the third time."

Just as the turret turned around, the third shot hit.

However, the new tank did not move at all, but the shell scratched where it was hit, leaving a large scratch, which completely scratched the tactical number on the vehicle and the logo of the armored unit to which it belonged.

Christopher: "Gunner! Did you see the flash? The flash just now!"

The gunner reported: "Didn't see it! We are observing the enemy's position with the highest magnification."

"No!" Christopher said decisively, "Use the lens with the smallest magnification, so as to ensure that you can see the flash! When you see the flash, you will find the location of the enemy's anti-tank gun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another flash of light.

The gunner fired back almost immediately, and a puff of white smoke immediately rose from the high ground where the shell had just been fired, like a fattened enoki mushroom.

Christopher shouted: "Again!"

At this time, he suddenly saw a flash of light directly in front of him.

"Attention, there are enemies on the front of the vehicle. Fire a shot at the gun emplacement on Highland 414, and then immediately turn the gun."

As soon as he finished speaking, the wingman next to him opened fire, targeting the target that Christopher had discovered.

The next moment an explosion occurred and the turret flew into the sky.

Christopher was shocked: "Is it a tank? Is this the kind of tank shelter with the body buried inside?"

Another artillery shell was fired from the front, as well as tracer bullets from the machine gun.

But now the new tank had just passed the first target, and it was obviously still far away from the position. The machine gun's tracer bullet shot a "pee trajectory" and did not pee on Christopher.

Suddenly, the enemy fired again.

This time, before the commander Christopher could indicate the target, the gunner opened fire. The shell hit something behind the camouflage, and thick smoke immediately rose from behind the haystack.

Apparently it was another enemy tank.

At this time, Christopher heard the roar of engines from the opposite side. It seemed that the enemy tanks found that they could not penetrate the new tanks and decided to close the distance.

The next moment, several KV tanks rushed through the cover of the bushes.

Immediately afterwards more than ten T34s appeared hungry.

Christopher shouted excitedly: "The enemy came to our door! If they continue to hide, we may not be able to find them! Fire!"

Three new tanks lined up in a row and fired continuously.

The scene was a one-sided massacre, and Ant's tanks exploded into fireworks one after another.

Finally, Ant's tank turned around and gave up its fragile rear to three new tanks.

Then Christopher and his comrades happily sent these escaped tanks into the sky.

Christopher: "Forward! Crush the enemy's position."

The engine of the new tank roared again, moving forward rapidly driven by the surging power.

Ant's other anti-tank weapons may have panicked and kept firing from a long distance. As a result, they were called out one by one by Christopher's crew.

When the Christopher car approached Ant's trench, several Ant soldiers jumped out of the trench.

Christopher originally thought they were coming to attack the tank, so he quickly shouted: "Hull machine gun! mow them down!"

However, these people turned around and ran away.

Obviously, these Ant people were frightened out of their wits by the new tank that looked like a god of war!
After the initial collapse, the Anters' front line was like an avalanche, and soon everyone in the trench began to run backwards!

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At ten o'clock in the morning on July 7, as soon as Wang Zhong arrived at the city defense headquarters, the phone rang.

Wang Zhong picked up the phone and heard Belinsky's voice on the other side: "There seems to be something wrong with Suhayaveli's front."

Wang Zhong: "No way. The news I heard last night was that 'the situation on the frontline is under control'. Isn't aerial reconnaissance normal?"

Belinsky: "There is no way to grasp the situation on the front line because several divisions near the breakthrough point have collapsed. Today, deserters have gradually fled to the rear and were caught by the troops of the Tribunal."

Wang Zhong: "Is the situation very bad?"

"It's really bad. One of the escaping sergeants said, 'Like last June 6.' In addition, the inquisitor got intelligence from different people: the square Prosen tank was found, and it looked better than what he had encountered before. All tanks are big."

Wang Zhong was still squinting his eyes a bit lazily, but when he heard these words, his eyes opened completely: "Is it a square new tank? Does it also have wide tracks?"

"Yes."

Wang Zhong: "Come on, let's try it out and see which new tank is better!"

Belinsky: "In short, be ready to attack. Although Turgenev still has at least six newly formed armies in his hands, I think he also wants to test whether your idea of ​​​​building an army can be used. . After all, you only have one infantry regiment per division, and everyone in Yebao is saying that you are living on empty wages.”

Wang Zhong laughed dumbly: "A free man?"

Next to him, Vasily said: "Don't you know? After the mobile army organization list was announced last time, a lot of people were laughing at us!"

Wang Zhong: "Real or false."

"Really," Belinsky said, "In short, prove it to them! Prove it to us, show it to everyone! Over!"

He hung up the phone.

(End of this chapter)