"Ahead is the Soviet line." After receiving the information from the front, Paulus immediately ordered the team to stop, and ordered a few people to get out of the car, apparently to discuss the following tactical options. Although he had a lot of entanglements with Trode just now, Paulus still named Trode's name, which shows that he still puts the overall situation first. But Trode didn't care about him, he thought that even if he went, Paulus would probably shut him up, and if he didn't hold back and really quarreled with Paulus, it would be a big deal. So to be on the safe side, he let Tryna go out instead of him, and the reason was that he was unwell.

After the personnel arrived, Paulus saw that Trode did not come, but was replaced by a handsome woman with sharp eyes, and couldn't help but be a little dissatisfied, and asked the reason, but after Trena gave an explanation, he didn't chase after him, but just said calmly: "Follow and look carefully." ”

Trode was already furious, and Draena naturally wouldn't be much better on her side, but since she handed over this burden to her in exchange for trust, her attitude towards Paulus was to endure it, and she also faced Paulus calmly with a calm expression. However, Paulus, although what he said before was indeed a bit excessive, was not so bored that he was still chasing this matter when Trode was already avoiding him.

"We'll break out from here later." As Terena had imagined, Paulus did not come to ask them to discuss tactics, but to explain them in more detail about the tactics below. Paulus began to explain his tactics in detail, and Trena listened very carefully, although it was not too difficult to task, but Paulus was more detailed, and pointed out a few points that they could use to be more capable in the future battle, and at the same time ensure that in the event of an emergency, the battle would still be kept sound.

After confirming that everything is ready. Paulus finally gave the order: "The whole team attacks the formation......"

Five hours later, although Trode's 217 team was still recuperating, the rumbling sound of artillery fire not far away made them unable to sleep anymore, and in addition, the insomnia caused by feeling uncomfortable also plagued almost all the members of the 217 team, although they won a big battle this time, but no one was comfortable.

A few hours earlier, they had planned to use a wave of offensive to directly penetrate the positions of the Soviet troops, but after all, the Soviets had all the precautions against them, and things did not go too well. But this was also expected by Paulus. He immediately dispersed the squad into three strands, and fought in three directions. And these three directions were all pre-selected by him, and he also notified Treena and the others, so this tactical change was not abrupt. But even so, the Soviets held their positions to the death, and their offensive at Trod was defused several times, and just as they were in a difficult situation, the support of the 47th Division from the other direction finally arrived, and both sides worked together. The Soviet front, which was not too strong, was directly knocked out of the hole, and Trood was able to retreat with all his body, leaving only the Soviet soldiers who were gritting their teeth in place to watch their shadows fade away.

By this time, it was almost five o'clock, and Trode's team was directly arranged to rest. After all, a whole night of high-intensity fighting is not a joke, even the troops that can fight again have to rest. Tired from his exhaustion, Trode slept for a few hours, but woke up not long after. There is no other reason - grievance.

Although this battle can be regarded as one of the best in his combat record, it is also the most humiliating one, because he is a captain. But when others sarcastically mocked their team, they couldn't exert any strength at all, so they could only swallow their anger, and this sense of humiliation was unacceptable to him, even if the other party was several levels higher than them. If it weren't for the current tension of the war, Trode would really go directly to Anselm to theorize, even if Anselm removed him, he would have to have an explanation. But now this kind of thing can only be just talk.

At that time, because of Amphitri's "afterthought", he temporarily held back, but Trode also knew very well that it was difficult to say clearly even if it was put in time. It is normal for superiors to insult subordinates in the army, and Beatlord They are also full of ugly ones this time, and this time they still have some reasons, and in many cases, the reasons added when scolding people are even crimes that they want to add, so that people can only break their teeth and swallow in their stomachs.

And Trode also knew that if he really had to hang himself in this matter, he would definitely lose not only himself, but even his own team would not end well, after all, in the 47th Division, there would definitely be no one who stood on the opposite side of the first squad. Thinking of this, Trode could only sigh deeply, got up from his seat, glanced at the dirty sky, sighed at his bad luck, and walked gently in the direction of his team.

"Oh?" Trod didn't expect that there was another person next to his tank, because it was still their time to recuperate, and if he didn't manage this time well, the battle below would become very uncomfortable.

At the first glance of the weak body, Trode thought that it was Alicia who had come to comfort him, but he immediately reacted, this person was obviously shorter than Alicia, and his body was thinner than Alicia, and Trode, who knew this, knew who it was even if he didn't have to think about it anymore.

"Amphitri, why are you here?" Trood stepped forward and asked. The latter immediately turned to look at him after hearing Trod's question, but he didn't even feel that Tlot had come over before this, so Trode shrewdly realized that Amphitri was not in a good state at this time, at least he must not have rested well, or he would not have been so bad at sensing his surroundings.

"The ......" Amphitri glanced at Trode, and then immediately avoided it, and stopped talking a little. But she immediately stared at Trode as if she had made up her mind, and said, "I promised you to solve that matter when the time comes, but now it seems that it is probably no fun." ”

"Aha?" Trood didn't expect Amphitri to talk to him about this only one thing, and he was stunned. (To be continued.) )