Behind the bare branches, on the turret of a German Leopard tank spitting out special camouflage camouflage, stood a young figure. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wittman clenched the binoculars in both hands and stared at the highway that winded to the end of his sight. There was a turn over there, and the view was obscured by thick branches.

Although the weather is cold now, the leaves have not yet grown. But the dense woods still have a good effect of blocking the view, which limits the distance between the two sides to less than a kilometer.

The British finally abandoned Rochester and began to break through in the direction that Germany cut off road communications. Wittman's unit, which had just been named the 501st Independent Tank Battalion, was ordered to move in here to intercept the British troops heading north.

"Head, what do you see?" Leaning against the turret, Homan asked lazily as he yawned.

He himself was reluctant to come out, but the gun commander wanted a breathable hatch, so he had to climb out and bask in the sun.

The Leopard tank had only two hatches in the turret, one for the commander himself, and the other for the commander and loader.

On the barrel of Wittmann's Leopard tank, two thick lines and four thin lines were drawn in white.

These lines represent the 24 tanks and armoured vehicles he destroyed in the British army - two thick lines representing the tens and four thin lines representing the single digits.

Now Wittman is curious about one thing, he doesn't know how to record his record if his barrel is covered with thick white lines.

However, this question seems a little too advanced at this moment, because Weitmann still has a long way to go before the barrel is full.

"I don't see anything, this road is the way they have to go back to London, and if they don't go here, they're going to try their luck in Maidstone......" Wittmann replied absent-mindedly, still holding his binoculars.

The British infantry could retreat through the paths, but the armoured forces could not. They had to rely only on road and field maneuvering, as there was a lot of heavy equipment to carry.

The 501 armored battalion here has only 15 tanks, that is, the strength of a company. The rest of the troops were scattered elsewhere in order to intercept the British 2nd Panzer Division on its way to retreat.

In fact, the 2nd Panzer Division had nothing to live for, they could only follow the road, under the care of German aircraft, and risk retreating in the direction of London.

In the early morning of February 18, the birds in the forest were startled, and Wittmann knew that the target he had been waiting for finally appeared.

Soon, a British Army M2 tank made a quick turn, followed by the second and third.

It was followed by an M3lee tank, one after the other, as if there was no end in sight.

"Get ready to fight!" The hard work paid off, and Wittmann finally waited for the British armored force that was ready to retreat to London.

He bent down and lifted his turret hatch, Gun Commander Karl? Wegener also burrowed into the turret, and Homan followed suit.

"Armor-piercing shells ready! The target is a large number of British tanks! Watching Homan burrow into the tank's turret, Wittman said to him as he adjusted his throat intercom.

"That's it! Duke! Launch the tank! I need electricity! A puff of smoke came out of the back of Wittmann's tank, and the engine spun in unison.

With a slight tremor of the tank, the Leopard adjusted its combat state. Its thick barrel pointed in the direction of the enemy's attack, and the battalion commander's orders came from the headset.

"The 1st Company is ready to fight! The British tanks are coming towards you! Pay attention to the division of labor and don't repeat the attack! Accompanied by the interference of the electric current, the voice of the battalion commander came through the headphones.

Soon, Wittmann reported on his preparations for the attack: "I have already aimed at the 1st tank!" ”

"I'm car No. 2 and I've already aimed at the 2nd tank!" Another captain reported loudly in his headphones.

One after the other, the German tanks were ready for battle in less than 20 seconds. The Leopard is the best tank of our time, and it can always do more with less when facing the enemy.

"It's a really fast learner!" Through the periscope, Gun Commander Karl? Wegener frowned at the stopped British tanks and let out an exclamation.

Wittmann, who was still half exposed outside the tank, leaned out and saw the same image with a telescope behind the machine-gun shield.

About 5 British M2 tanks and 10 M3lee tanks drove around the corner, but stopped not far from the corner.

Obviously, this force is a reconnaissance force of the British army, and they have to find out whether the road is safe, and the main force will follow up or find another way.

Although inexperienced, the British armored forces also worked hard to sum up their own lessons in the battle. The current British tank units will have a reconnaissance force to avoid being ambushed by the Germans.

Even if it is still very unprofessional, not as handy as the German armored reconnaissance unit, but it is always better than nothing, after all, this is a lesson in exchange for blood.

"Let's fire! If we let these tanks get closer, we will be discovered...... The result is the same anyway. "Wittmann, as the commander of the 1 Company, gave his own orders.

"Boom!" With his command, Karl? Wegener fired the armor-piercing round in his own chamber.

Soon, the other German tanks in ambush roared and fired deadly shells that destroyed the poor Pathfinders.

The first M2 tank was easily penetrated by the armor-piercing bullet fired by Wittmann's car, and returned directly to the state of parts.

Being hit by a powerful 88 mm cannon is definitely not a fun thing. This thing was still a ruthless guy in 1944, and in 1941 it was naturally invincible.

The Allies simply did not have the heavy armor that could stop this armor-piercing artillery, not even the M4 Sherman, which was still in the drawing stage.

At the same time that one M2 tank was destroyed, other British tanks were also destroyed. For the first time, the appearance of new German tanks in front of the 2nd Panzer Division really caused panic in this panzer division.

After a short period of chaos, there were no tanks that escaped by chance. Fifteen British tanks of various types were paralyzed on the road, and the smoke blocked the road and turns, and it was impossible to see the situation in the distance.

"They're not going to be scared away by us, are they?" Cal? Wegener leaned back on the scope and asked Wittmann not far away.

With no new enemy tanks in sight, Wittman wondered if they would actually leave the vital highway.

While Wittmann hesitated there, the British did not. Knowing that they were blocked by German tanks in front of them, they were actively preparing plans to break through the German lines.

More than 40 tanks were deploying at the turn, and these tanks were about to break through the woods at the bend of the road and charge directly at the Germans on this side of the road in an unfolded formation.

Soon, Wittmann realized that he had seriously underestimated the determination of the British army to break through. He saw in his telescope the branches swaying violently, and then a tank smashed through the bushes, allowing him to rush out from behind the bushes.

"Armor-piercing shells! Load! "Carl? Wegener saw from his sight that the enemy tank was rushing towards him, so he gave orders to Hohmann without being reminded by Wittmann.

Homan quickly pulled out an armor-piercing shell, stuffed it into the chamber of the gun, and closed the bolt with his hand, leaving the entire tank gun in a state of readiness to fire.

"Boom!" Without making Höhmann wait long, Wegener had already fired a second shell, which pierced the front armor of an M3lee tank, turning it into a pile of scrap metal.

Not far away, another M3lee tank was punctured and paralyzed in the field by an explosion. Its turret hung to the side, and it looked as if it had been drained of its soul.

It didn't take long for Wittmann to wait, and the British were ready with weapons to fight back. Their tanks can't work, but there are cannons and such things.

The small-caliber field guns opened fire as if they didn't want money, and the shells fell around the German tanks, blowing up patches of dirt.

"Enemy shelling! Duke! Get the tank moving! We rushed to the highway! Wittman didn't want to sit still, he gave Duke the order to attack, and prepared to try his luck on the road.

The engine of the Leopard tank immediately roared, the tail exhaust pipe spewed more black smoke, the tracks began to roll slowly, and the heavy hull moved forward little by little.

As the speed increases, the sloping front armor lifts through the bushes that obscure the tank's shape, revealing the modern design of the Leopard.

Slowly rushing up the slope of the roadbed, Wittmann's Leopard tank bravely rushed onto the road amid the constant falling artillery fire of the British troops.

There was also dirt falling from the gap in the tracks, and a shell fell not far to the left of this Leopard tank, splashing black dirt.

Notched, Wittmann leaned against the hatch of his tank, squinting at the smoke-obscured corner of the road in the distance.

He suddenly had a hunch that if he drove around that corner, he would have unexpected gains.

In the next second, he willfully pressed the throat intercom and loudly gave Duke the battle order to attack: "Duke!" Speed up! Closer to the corner, let's take a look behind a burning British tank! ”

On the other side of the roadbed, most of the British tanks that had just rushed out were destroyed, and the remaining few tanks were also retreating, trying to return to the position they had set off.

All the tanks left behind were smoking, burning and exploding, and the whole field was the same scene, and it looked terrible.

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There will be a shift in a while, and it will be served after twelve o'clock, and everyone who can't wait can watch it tomorrow morning.