"Guys, I guess you don't want your chariot to be blown up at the beginning of the battle, you need to know that your chariot can save your life at a critical moment!" The company commander patrolled the position and watched everyone busy adding camouflage to the infantry fighting vehicles of their squad, "So you should be careful when you do camouflage, and it is best to pile the entire forest on your car!" ”

"Hey! Hey! Fogel! Hans stood on the roof of the car and said to Fogel, who was tying a branch to the car, "Hand me a fork of a larger tree, this shield is so big that I swear I'll be able to see it a kilometer away without a little bigger guy." ”

"You can find it yourself, I haven't finished the work at hand!" Fogel didn't raise his head when he heard this, and continued to do his thing.

"Dude, you're so lazy, really!" Hans muttered as he jumped out of the car, "Look, I'll have to jump down if I find it myself, and I'll have to climb up again if I find it......"

It didn't take long for Hans to return to the car with a huge fork, which he threw into the car and then climbed up himself, covering the 20mm rapid-fire gun.

"Well, that's pretty much it." Hans looked at his "masterpiece" for a while, then rolled over and got out of the car with his MG42 machine gun in his arms, and found a place next to the car to set up the machine gun.

The squad leader happened to return from the company headquarters at this time, and saw that everyone was busy, and said with a smile: "Everyone is very motivated, how is it?" Is it camouflaged? ”

"Disguised, squad leader." Fogel had just inserted the last of the branches, stood up and replied.

Hearing this, the squad leader took a few steps back, looked at the "car" that had completely changed, and then compared it with the environment on the side, nodded and said in admiration: "It's great, you guys are doing a good job, you can't see an infantry fighting vehicle here from a distance." ”

"Haha, of course, this is Hans's masterpiece!" Hans joked, "I guess the Gallic chickens wouldn't recognize even if they were standing in front of our car." ”

Fogel on the side pursed his lips, and then asked the squad leader, "Squad leader, how long do we have to stay here?" Who are our opponents? ”

The squad leader listened to Fogel's question, took out a map from his bag, unfolded it on the ground, pointed to his location and introduced the specific task to everyone: "This small village where our company is located is called Berg, on the north side of Ahearn, and is the flank of our 137th Panzergrenadier Regiment, and the task of our company is to jam this point, and the three companies jointly stationed 4 kilometers away block all French troops who are trying to attack the flank of our regiment!" So how long we have to defend depends on the situation, if we're unlucky we won't be able to touch a Frenchman, and if we're lucky, maybe this will become the main attack direction of the French......"

"If you're lucky, you might turn out to be the main attack of the French?!" Fogel's eyes widened, "Then I hope I'm lucky enough to ...... today."

"It's just a possibility." The squad leader shrugged his shoulders, "The news from the guys of the Air Force Reconnaissance Force shows that the main force of the French army on the opposite side is still in front of Ahearn, and there is less than a battalion of infantry active in our direction, and the Air Force brothers have already entered the Sindelfingen airport, which is only about 60 kilometers away from us, and we can call for air support at any time." ”

"Air Force ......" Fogel was about to say something, but was interrupted by the faint roar of the engine, and they raised their heads in confusion and looked at the distant sky.

Gradually, the sound of the engine got closer and closer, and the owner of the sound also revealed the prototype, the fighter jet.

"What? French planes? Hoffman looked at the plane overhead and said suspiciously, "How did the French plane fly here?" ”

"I don't know." Hans shook his head, "Did it spot us?" ”

"I guess not." "After all, we're hiding in the woods now, and our vehicles are camouflaged, so it's not so easy for people in the sky to find us." ”

"Do we have empty weapons? If anything, we are not afraid of it. Hoffman asked, looking at the slow-flying biplane that was constantly hovering overhead.

"Is this an anti-aircraft weapon?" Fogel asked with a grin, pointing to the MG42 general-purpose machine gun on the ground.

"Of course!" Hoffman said he was going to get the MG42, "Look at me knocking it down!" ”

I don't know if I heard Hoffman's words, and with an acceleration he fled into the distance.

Of course, perhaps the two small black dots that appeared high in the air were the real reason for its escape - they were two German ME109 latest modifications, the ME109F.

How is it possible for an old one to escape in the hands of the world's strongest fighter jet today? I saw two ME109s deftly adjust their direction at high altitude and swoop towards Spad.

Spad's pilot, who was also an old bird, saw two Reapers' planes coming towards him from the rearview mirror of the fighter jet, and without the slightest panic, he quickly piloted the plane to make a nice small angle turn, and then was blown up in the sky by the ME109.

No way, who called the ME109's mobility so strong?

"Pretty fight!" A group of people saw the French plane easily blown up in the sky by their own fighter jets, and immediately rushed out of the woods excitedly, waving their hats to salute the pilots in the air.

The German pilots in the sky realized that their comrades were hiding on the ground, and they piloted the plane to reduce their speed, flew low over the heads of the soldiers, swung their wings, and then strafed in the direction that Spad wanted to go, and then circled up and returned to the sky.

"Are they showing us planes?" Hoffman smiled and said to his comrades-in-arms, "I told you that I wanted to go to the Air Force when I signed up for the army, but unfortunately my physical condition is not good, otherwise I might be the one who flies the plane now." ”

"No, no." The squad leader lowered his head and pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't think they are showing us the plane, but they want to remind us that there is an enemy situation in the direction that the French fighter wants to go!" ”

"Hostile?!" The crowd was stunned.

"Yes!" The squad leader nodded, and then pulled everyone back to the position.

"Also, that French plane is not a fighter, an airplane, which completely withdrew from the French Air Force fighter sequence back in the early 30s." Hans was fond of airplanes, so he remembered the model of the plane, "The fact that it can reappear here only means that it is a front-line reconnaissance aircraft!" ”