This independent tank regiment has three independent tank battalions under its jurisdiction, which can independently carry out combat missions, and its establishment is also larger than that of the tank battalions in the establishment of the Eastern Front. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

For example, Wittman's training camp is the most terrifying of the three independent battalions. In addition to its 45 Leopard tanks, it has a separate supply truck unit and a battalion headquarters for an armored fighting vehicle company.

However, when Wittmann saw his new tank on December 15, he found that the new tank had shrunk a lot compared to the previous one.

For example, the beautiful fenders are gone, and the remaining tracks are abruptly exposed, which looks like the tank is a lot cheaper.

In addition, the Leopard Tank's almost iconic outer skirt has been changed, shorter, and has a simple hanging opening.

These openings are said to allow soldiers to look through the iron plates to the opposite side, and at the same time, it is more convenient for these steel plates to be hung on the two sides of the tank.

After such a change, the original Leopard tank was as if it had been stripped naked, which made Wittman look unpleasant.

But in another place, the Leopard tank seems to have been strengthened a little. Machine gun mounts are installed on the exits of the commander and loader on the turret, and anti-shields are installed.

With this thing, Wittman found that it was much safer to poke half of his body out of the tank door again.

And without notifying anyone else, he can manipulate his machine gun and take out soldiers who are close to the tank. This is obviously a lot more convenient and also gives the tank the ability to deal with several targets at once.

"Are you seasick?" Just as Wittman looked at his new tank, not knowing whether to change it to a surprised expression or complain about the lack of tank parts, a voice sounded behind him.

Wittman turned around, and then quickly straightened up. For he saw a man in the uniform of an SS general, standing in front of him with his hands behind his back.

Joseph? Dietrich smiled at Wittmann as snowflakes fell from the gap between the two men. Wittmann saluted with Wehrmacht etiquette, and Dietrich returned the salute with SS etiquette.

Then Wittmann was very shy and slightly nervous and said, "Sir, what did you just ask me?" ”

"I'd love to know if the commanders of the tank units sent to support us have any experience in boating......," Dietrich replied with a smile, and then motioned for Wittmann to follow him on.

Wittmann cautiously followed Dietrich's side, and replied with some trepidation: "General...... I'll probably be better because I often bump around the tank for a long time. ”

This answer is not modest at all, he doesn't know about others, but for himself, he has really been bumping on the tank for too long, too long.

In addition to his own tank training, he was often seconded to brother units, where he still had to spend long hours in tanks.

In this way, he is like an instructor at a car driving school, spending most of his time on his own tank.

As a direct result, Wittman and his crew could feel the bed shaking even when they were lying on the bed.

That's when the engine is working, and it brings a slight flutter to the tank. Only people who work with the engine for a long time every day can have such an illusion.

"Then go to the sea and give it a try, I know that you are all carefully selected and excellent warriors, but you have to fight in an unknown environment, which is very deadly." Dietrich had a faint smile on his face, then waved his hand and walked off into the distance.

This conversation was the first between Wittmann and Dietrich, and the two had not been in contact with each other before.

It has to be said that although Dietrich was a fierce SS general who often committed crimes, in fact he was obviously more adept at the preparation of the administration and all aspects than at commanding operations.

Even in real history, Dietrich spent much of his time preparing for the formation of new troops, rather than fighting on the front lines.

But he was indeed a very powerful commander in the SS, because the troops he brought out were all known for their outstanding combat effectiveness, and he was a rare practical talent.

Li Le arranged Dietrich on the Western Front, and he also took a fancy to his talent in this area - to gather Adolf? Hitler's Panzer Division, the 112th and 9th Mechanized Infantry Divisions, and other landing forces, forming them into a new combat cluster was Dietrich's top priority.

Now, the choice was undoubtedly the right one, and Dietrich was up to the task, and he was able to bring the first clusters of attacks to life.

Leaning on the side of the torpedo boat docked on the small pier, Wittmann sensed the deep malice that the sea had brought to the German panzers.

The first is the cold air, as if it is about to soak through Wittmann's bones. He wrapped his coat tightly, but he still found the cold mixed with the moisture, burrowing into his neck.

Then there is the monotonous and uncomfortable shaking brought by the sea. Wittman's face soon turned pale, and like other officers who had just been transferred to the Western Front to adjust to training, he felt his stomach churning.

Holding on to the railing on the side of the torpedo boat, Wittman looked at the water not far from him. The waves washed over again and again, as if they never stopped.

"Gentlemen, you were all scheduled to sail at sea for 7 to 9 hours, and now we are going to get used to it from 2 hours! I hope you don't feel too bad! The captain of the torpedo boat, dressed in a fur coat, laughed loudly and explained the subsequent training plan to a group of landlubbers.

Touching the life jacket hanging from his chest, Wittman knew that the torture was coming soon. Sure enough, it didn't take long for the torpedo boat to leave the dock, rocking and jolting forward, making people faint and vomit.

Quite a few tank commanders began to vomit, and Wittmann felt that his stomach was not very upset. They jolted around on the torpedo boats, trying to adapt their bodies to what was happening in front of them.

When it was time for dinner, Homan was retching listlessly at the snow-covered barracks door, as if he were a pregnant woman.

The driver, Duke, was no better, he had no appetite, and had been lying in the barracks, not even having the strength to speak.

Wittman had a little bit of dinner, and then he and Carl? Wegener went to the battalion headquarters to tutor the attention requirements of the landing. Getting the Leopard tank to land quickly is not a simple project.

It relies on the coordination between the tank crew, the crane and the boat, and everyone needs to understand and familiarize themselves with the entire process.

Ehoff seemed to enjoy the feeling of being on a boat, and he was probably the only person in the entire crew who didn't get seasick. Perhaps it has something to do with his birthplace, he grew up in northern Germany, next to the sea.

The closer the time of the landing became, the more frequent the operational meetings became, and Wittman sat in his place, his notebook full of all sorts of landing matters.

This includes everything from carrying bags and stacking luggage at the beginning, to fuel rationing and unloading tanks.

"The tracks of these tanks will hang down...... It's going to hang down...... If you don't put something in place, there will be problems when you hit the ground. "Similar questions are being asked one after another.

And after various experiments, most of the problems will be solved. When all the problems are solved, the day of landing is not far off.

In order to get the Leopard tank ashore as quickly as possible and get out of the floating dock where it landed, the people above finally stipulated that the tracks should be fixed with ropes.

Then, give the required tank crew a large pair of scissors and cut the fixed rope on it after the tank lands.

Of course, this scissor is not allowed to be taken away from the floating dock, because the subsequent tanks will still have to be used. There are countless such things, at least in Weitman's opinion.

Unlike in the land war, he was given five white inflatable life jackets in his tank on December 14.

This thing has Japanese signs on it, and it needs to be pulled apart where it needs to be used and how to use it - but everyone can't understand it, so they can only learn the usage specifications by rote.

As for why these life jackets are white, it is up to the Japanese manufacturers to ask. Maybe they think that dyeing is another wasteful process, so they don't know if they save a step.

"The words on it are so strange, they look like weird symbols." Homan obviously has no talent for linguistics, and is a little overwhelmed by the hiragana and katakana on the Japanese language.

Of course, there were only a few Chinese characters that he obviously didn't know - they meant something too profound, at least too esoteric for the Germans.

At this time, Wittmann was sorting out the ammunition on his tank, and while distributing life jackets, the front-line troops also began to distribute ammunition, which means that a battle is about to begin.

Because of the need to carry as many supplies as possible ashore, the Leopard tank was crowded like never before. Not only food and surplus life jackets were carried, but there were all sorts of other things inside.

"20 canned meat...... 44 drums...... There are also two bags of flour...... I think our tanks are almost like food trucks. "Carl, who helped Wittmann tidy up? Wegener said gloomily.

Wittman smiled, stuffed the chain of the commander's machine gun into the chain box, and continued to check the machine gun on the shooter, the other chain that was dispensed.

Behind him, the sturdy loader Homan was figuring out how to reload his machine gun - something he hadn't done before, and it was a completely new skill. But he was excited, because this machine gun was operated by him......