"Colonel, two divisions of Rice and Jenard are rushing to the line of defense to the northeast. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Butter Meth held the information he had just obtained in his hand and read respectfully: "Other than that, there is still no news from Team 1 and Team 217. ”

"Don't worry, Les and Jenard aren't here to help us." Anselm smiled slightly: "Even if that guy Jenard has some personal relations with me, but under the noses of the general and Rice, it is estimated that nothing can be done." ”

"But the colonel, even if they don't attack, they can help us contain the Soviet troops in the northeast." Buttermes looked down at the document in his hand and said: "After all, with our troops, it is still a little too reluctant to confront the Soviet army in the northeast. ”

"You're right." Anselm turned the chair he sat down in, turned sideways to him and said, "But our purpose is to start a war with the Soviet troops in front of us, in fact, their diversion will not only not help us, but will make the Soviet troops here also start to tiptoe, if the Soviet army really intends to swallow this bad breath, then we will lose." ”

"I see...... "If it weren't for Anselm's order, Buttermes really didn't know that the general's hand was originally to stop Anselm, and if it was calculated like this, their plan this time would be really difficult.

It's just that for the current Buttermes, the tasks on the overall situation are not very easy for him, and the three armored teams sent out are the problems he is most worried about, if something goes wrong with them, Buttermates is really sorry. At this time, he was still thinking about the matter of the three squads, and it was no wonder that Anselm always said that Buttermess couldn't change his petty family.

As for the three squads, the 470 squad, which was secretly sent out by Buttermes at the end, has now been following the traces left by the 217 squad and the first squad for more than twenty minutes. And as Derek thought before, in the middle of the way, there was indeed a section of the track marks that were deliberately hidden, but because they were also troops of the 47th Division, the means of the two squads to hide the track marks Derek couldn't be clearer, so it didn't take much effort for Derek to find the traces left by Trode again.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

Suddenly, the roar of artillery fire was heard in the distance, although the tank engine was very noisy, but Derek and the other team members still heard some of it, but with this level of sound, it was still difficult to discern the direction.

Needless to guess, it must have been Trood and they were fighting the Soviets again, so Derek immediately asked as many people as possible to poke their heads out of the car and listen to the direction from which the artillery fire was coming from.

Maybe God also wanted to help Derek, just when Derek and the others just wanted to listen to the sound and identify the position, the distant artillery fire began to become denser, which made Derek's positioning more accurate. After determining the general direction, Derek and the others hurried to the area of engagement, which was the last place of their battle in Trode......

"Artillery suppression! Don't give them a chance to fight back! With the entire 217 squad, Trode gave orders sentence by sentence and in an orderly manner. And the drawbacks of the insufficient ammunition reserves left over from the battle commanded by Hans have not yet been shown in front of Team 217 for the time being.

As for the battle situation, it was much more difficult than the battle just now -- although the Soviet troops here were almost equal to the Soviet troops in the previous stronghold in terms of strength, they were not of the same level in terms of their ability to resist. This situation is also mostly due to the fact that the Soviet army in the previous stronghold is a little afraid of war, and the Soviet army in this stronghold seems to be fighting to the end with Trod and them at the beginning, which can be said to be a state of fighting for every inch of land.

This gave Trood and Paulus some headaches, because the Soviet army was too fiercely resistant, they simply could not advance as quickly as before, and although the long-range artillery battle was less risky, it was not a good tactic for them who were not rich in shells.

And in addition, they have been engaged with the Soviets here for a few minutes, and unlike the previous stronghold, this time the Soviets are coming with reinforcements relatively quickly, and the level of security they should have is the same. Although the return to normal was a reminder of unnecessary fears, it also indicated that the Soviets were about to grow stronger, and if Trod and the others continued to stop like this, they would soon lose their advantage in firepower.

Looking at the anxious state in front of him, the tactics that Trode had planned before were almost useless, after all, in the current situation, there would never be a tactic where efficiency and security coexisted. He shook his back molars, and finally pressed the button on the microphone: "Captain Paulus, we don't have time, let's fight it out now." ”

"I don't agree, it's too dangerous to attack now." Paulus decisively rejected Trode's request. It was the biggest concession he could make to attack this stronghold with Trode, but it would never work to have his squad now attack under heavy enemy fire, he was a warrior and needed to obey orders, but he was also a captain and needed to be accountable to his subordinates.

"Won't it work......" Although he had expected it before asking, Trode's heart was still half cold at this time. Although Team 217 and Team 1 are now fighting side by side, the meaning of this battle has a completely different meaning for the captains of the two teams.

For Paulus, if their offensive really can't find a breakthrough, and the Soviets are getting more and more, they will definitely order a retreat, after all, this battle can be said to be an extra task for him; But this fight was completely different for Trode, and in order to achieve his goal, he had to win this battle, otherwise everything he had done before would be meaningless.

Looking at the battlefield in front of him, Trode's eyes presented a completely different scene, and in order not to overlap the two scenes, Trode used all his strength to finally open his clenched teeth......

"All members of Team 217 listen to the order......" Trode exhaled a large breath and continued, "Prepare to attack!" ”