"Excuse me, who's the captain here?" A somewhat thin man, with a slightly puzzled tone, walked up to Andrei, who was dozing off the top of the tank, and asked.

"Huh? I am, what's the matter? Andrei opened his eyes lazily and glanced at him with disdain.

It was noon, and there were quite few people around, and Andrei wanted to go back to make up for sleep, but because he was too lazy, he simply leaned on the side of the tank and dozed off, so that he had to run out with great effort in the afternoon. But just as he was about to fall asleep, a rather uninteresting person came over, which made Andrei feel very bad.

"That...... I'm here to report for duty. Seeing Andre's extremely frivolous attitude, the people who came were also a little depressed, but because they were controlled by others, they had to endure it.

"New here...... Over there. Trood pointed to a tank next to him and said, "You can go up and try it, if you're busy alone, of course." With that, Andre immediately closed his eyes again, apparently trying to catch up on sleep.

"This ......" was very embarrassed when Andre left him like this, and at the same time he also looked at the tank that Andrei was referring to.

It's a tank he's not very familiar with before, no, it's fair to say he's not very familiar with all tanks. But something is different about it, it is true that he has not fought alongside this tank, and almost all of its performance is unknown.

He climbed into the tank a little awkwardly, opened the hatch with force, carefully slid into the car, and looked around, he was a little confused, because he couldn't drive a tank at all!

His name is Ogg and he is 24 years old. It was originally a deputy platoon commander in the infantry ranking. Only some clerical work. But since he is a warrior, he can still fight with a gun, but his combat effectiveness can even be counted as zero, and in a phrase that he often puts on his lips, he is not suitable for this kind of work at all.

At first, others could listen to his explanations, but later. This phrase was extended by him to all areas, and finally even to his own job - because of the fact that there were always some mistakes in his work, the fighters in the same unit did not have a good impression of him, and thought that he was a sloppy man who only made excuses. Although he tried his best to excuse himself at first, it was all used as a new excuse, and it became the after-dinner conversation of the soldiers, and over time, he had to accept this, that time. His life was bleak.

But his bad luck did not end like this, in another fierce battle, the platoon commander who took the lead was shot and killed, and the remaining soldiers also suffered a lot of blows, which was a great opportunity to show his role as a deputy platoon commander, but he escaped!

Although there are all kinds of inconsistencies in ordinary times, no one is perfect, and no one can be infallible. So he didn't receive any punishment either. But this time it was completely different, at the time. He was the top commander of this platoon, and he was a deserter, which was a mistake that must not be made. Therefore, in the subsequent trial of him, no matter how much he explained to the political commissar, "there is no hope of winning that battle, and continuing to rush forward with the soldiers is an act of death." "And so on and so forth, and nothing will be gained. Waiting for him. There is only dismissal and resignation.

Originally, he thought that his future would be like that—to be imprisoned after the war or assigned to a post that could no longer be lowly - and the negative effects of such things, even after the war, would probably stay with him for a long time. In short, this reckless decision almost ruined his life.

But there is no end to it. Two days ago, he suddenly received an order to go to a tank squad for the post of commander. Although this is not as good as the previous job of the deputy platoon commander, it is already more suitable for him, especially since he has always dreamed of fighting under the protection of such steel armor, so that he can be much safer than the infantry who rushed to the enemy line with their flesh and blood.

However, what puzzled Ouge was that he didn't have any experience and tactical foundation in tank warfare, and he didn't even have the most basic ability as a tank soldier, so he was allowed to take the position of commander so quickly, although it was good news for him, but he also felt that it was really inappropriate, but because this was probably his only chance to turn over, he didn't refuse, but accepted it.

The day before Oger reported to Andre, he was finally released. At this time, he was completely isolated, and it was an unforgivable thing to run away as a leader, and through this incident, the other mistakes he had committed before were also infinitely magnified, and now he was not notorious, but he was indeed a soldier with a very bad reputation.

With no partners to speak to, Ogur didn't even know anything about André before he reported to him. Although he was also very uneasy, the fact that the situation had to make him bite the bullet. At noon that day, he rushed to Andrei's position, but the situation made him a little unbearable, even if he was resistant to those red tape, he couldn't accept Andrei's simple entry ceremony, and now, he was looking left and right in the tank, looking at it with a depressed face.

In this way, Ogur sat in the sweltering midday heat of the tank for more than an hour, knowing that the crew of the tank found him lying in the tank with some prostration, and he was rescued.

As soon as he entered the team, Oge could feel that the team was lifeless, and everyone was like rice that had been beaten by frost. After a little questioning, Ogg learned the reason - he was able to come to this team mainly because one of the captains of this team had been transferred a few days ago, and he was here just in time to fill the vacant seat created after she left......

(PS: From this point on, the plot will officially enter the Soviet Army chapter.) This may be a difficult news for many German fans to accept, but in this novel, the German army is not the protagonist, the tank is the protagonist. And the Soviet army, which is on the opposite side of the German army, also has a large number of tanks, so it is unfair to write about World War II tanks without dedicating many chapters to writing about Soviet tanks. Rather than introducing it from the side of the German army, it is better to understand it directly from within the Soviet army. Therefore, I hope that everyone will like Soviet tanks as much as they are passionate about German tanks, and please continue to support me! (To be continued.) )