"God! This broken grenade! The squad leader complained, and then took out the last "Type One" anti-tank grenade.

But before the squad leader could throw it again, a Republican soldier spotted the squad leader, picked up his rifle, and aimed it at the squad leader.

But before he could shoot, a bullet from 400 meters away hit him in the head.

"Damn it! Hoffman, I love you! The squad leader, who had escaped death, was overjoyed and hurriedly threw a grenade at the T-26 again.

"Hit! Be sure to hit! Looking at the "Type 1" grenade in the air, the squad leader muttered a prayer.

Lady Luck was finally on the side of the Germans this time, and after a short flight, the "Type One" grenade smashed accurately on the front armor of the T-26.

With only 15mm main armor, the thin-skinned T-26 light tank could not withstand the frontal hit of the "Type 1 Anti-Tank Grenade" with 80~100mm armor-piercing ability.

With a violent explosion, the T-26 flew into the sky with a group of Republican soldiers around it.

"I must write to the Führer when I go back this time." The squad leader muttered, "This grenade almost killed me!" ”

Soon, the soldiers behind the squad leader saw that the squad leader had succeeded, and soon all ran to the squad leader's side, and then rushed to the republican army position with the squad leader.

There were no living people in the ruins, and the violent explosion ignited the ammunition in the tank, and after a series of explosions, only a piece of minced meat and a lump of scrap metal were burning.

"Guys! Search for formations! Let's move on! ”

In the other direction, a German tank platoon of 4 medium tanks No. 4 was slowly advancing.

As Germany's latest medium tank, the No. 4 tank is much better than the No. 3 tank in service in terms of firepower and armor.

Although the No. 4 tank is not as good as the planned No. 5 Panther, Lyon still plans to equip a large number of No. 4 tanks in the next two years, which will form a strong German armored force together with a small number of Tiger heavy tanks under design and a small number of improved No. 3 light tanks (for reconnaissance).

The reason why Lyon understands that the No. 4 tank will eventually be replaced by the Leopard tank, and there are two main reasons why it needs to be equipped in large quantities, one is that the No. 4 tank is powerful, enough to crush all the advanced and even medium tanks in the next few years, and the other is that the No. 4 tank chassis modification space is huge, and when it has to be replaced in the future, a large number of No. 4 tanks can be converted into other armored vehicles such as bridge-building tanks, No. 4 assault guns, self-propelled guns, ammunition delivery vehicles and so on.

"Weitman, pay attention to the direction of 9 o'clock, I always feel that something is wrong in that straw field." The platoon leader's voice came from the headphones.

"Car No. 4 understands!" Wittman replied, and then he adjusted the angle of the captain's periscope and carefully searched the straw field.

"Wall." Weitmann patted his gunner and said, "Tilt the turret a little to the left, if there's anything in there, it might be shot through from our current angle." ”

"Understood, Boss." Wall nodded, then turned the turret 60° to the left.

"Boss, how can we be penetrated?" Joseph, the loader, grinned and said, "This is the No. 4 tank, alas, much stronger than the No. 3 tank we used to drive." ”

Before Wittmann could speak, the driver, Jeugen Schmidt, retorted first: "Joseph, you have to know that no matter how thick the armor is, the tank will be penetrated one day, listen to the boss." ”

"That's right, that's the truth." Wittmann smiled and agreed with Schmidt.

"Phew!" A loud bang rang out suddenly, and the side armor of the No. 4 tank, numbered "413", which was driving in front of Wittmann, burst into sparks, and the whole tank shook violently, and then stopped firing.

"I knew there was a ghost in that rice field!" The platoon commander's voice appeared in the headphones again, "Car No. 3!" Car No. 3! How are you? ”

Tank No. 413 did not answer.

"Damn, all the tanks rush down, stay on top and you'll only be called one by one!" The platoon commander ordered.

"Schmidt! Schmidt! Turn, rush in! Wittman quickly ordered, "Wall, adjust the turret!" ”

However, before Schmidt could change direction and rush down the rice field, an armor-piercing round hit the side of the turret.

"Ding!" With a screeching sound, the tank shook violently.

"Damn, have we been punched through?" Varna Iregon, who was sitting in the front of the car as an electromechanical operator and front machine gunner, shouted.

"Nope! No! Would you still be able to speak if you were penetrated? Wittmann said calmly, "Schmidt, check the walking gear!" ”

"No problem." Schmidt maneuvered the car a few times before replying loudly.

"Keep going!"

The tank rushed down the rice paddy at Wittmann's orders, and Wall maneuvered the turret to the left and right at a small angle to ensure that he could aim as quickly as possible if the enemy appeared.

The turret of this Tank 4 is equipped with an electric turret rotation, and it only takes 15 seconds for the turret of Tank 4 to rotate 360° in 15 seconds, which is 10 seconds higher than the previous one.

Although the periscope of the fourth tank commander in this life has been modified, and the vision is much better than in the previous life, it is still impossible to observe the specific position of the enemy in this environment, and in desperation, Wittmann has to lift the hatch and stand up, poking his head out of the turret to observe.

As soon as he poked his head out, he noticed an anomaly in front of his left - a piece of straw was missing, and from Weitman's point of view, it looked like a pit.

"11 o'clock direction, 50 meters away! Schmidt, park! Wall turret adjusts the angle! Joseph, pull out the armor-piercing shells and replace them with high-explosive shells. Wittman commanded loudly.

Suddenly, a Wehrmacht soldier stood up in the same place where Wittmann had found, with a gun in his hand, aimed at Wittmann, whose head was poking out.

"Damn it!" Wittman was so frightened that he hurriedly shrank back, "Fire, there are indeed people there!" ”

"Boom!" Tank 414 shook again, but this time instead of being hit, it fired a 75mm high-explosive shell.

The 75mm shell landed precisely in the target area, whipping up a large chunk of dirt, three Republican soldiers mixed in the dirt, and a pile of steel parts.

Seeing that the soldier who had just taken aim at him had gone up into the sky, Wittmann ordered Schmidt to start the tank, drive towards the area, and then stuck his head out again.

"This should be a Soviet-made 45mm anti-tank gun." Wittman said, looking at the barrels in the pile of parts on the ground.

"It's too close to us, but luckily we put it at an angle, otherwise it would have been penetrated."

"By the way, what about car three?" Varna Iregon remembered poor car number three.

Just as Wittmann was about to say some words of condolence, the voice of the commander of tank No. 3 came over the radio: "God, what happened? ”

"You weren't penetrated?" The platoon commander asked in surprise.

"Apparently not, otherwise how would I speak?"

"Oh, then you have to thank the designers of Tank Four." The platoon commander glanced at car No. 3 parked on the road through the periscope, "It seems that the tilted armor has worked, by the way, can your car still move?" ”

After a moment of silence, the voice of Captain No. 3 came: "No, it won't catch fire." ”

"It didn't break down but it broke down, well, I'll have to report the problem when I go back." The platoon commander took out a small notebook and wrote it down, and then said, "Okay, car No. 3 stays in place and waits for the follow-up troops, the other cars, we continue to move forward, Barcelona is in front, and we will not be far from victory after occupying it!" ”