The next day, Trode's trio returned to Batna, where they prepared for two days, according to the plan, after which they arrived in Wade by car.

For the transfer, Alicia and they were not too surprised, after this battle, they are also considered to be well-known in the local area, as the saying goes, "the gun shoots the first bird", which is also an inevitable situation. However, he was very surprised to go so far to fight and change all his equipment, and expressed doubts about his own influence, but if it is combined with the matter of Trode's letter a while ago, this is also reasonable.

The first reaction of everyone after receiving the exact news was to return to their tank and take one last look at the brother who had been with them for several months. However, to everyone's relief, with Trod's efforts, the number of the tank was retained, which meant that the soul of the old tank was reborn on the new tank, and Trode and his companions were only slightly modified.

Trode had a bucket next to him, and he was scrubbing the car, which he would last time wiping. It was the last thing he could do for it - to bring out the best in his best form to welcome his new master.

When Trode rubbed the number "217", his heart was full of mixed feelings, unlike most people in this squad, this was his first chariot, so his feelings for it were also quite deep. It was this tank that taught him what it was to fight and how to fight, and now that he has become a great commander, it is impossible to be sad that he is going to say goodbye to it.

Also, Trood had vowed in Bouadai to make the number "217" a nightmare for his enemies. Thinking of this, Trode silently shook the barrel of the cannon, and then wiped the car in one go, and left with the bucket without looking back

Vincent sat on the tank smoking a cigarette and looked into the distance. This time the assigned combat mission was to strike at the enemy's armored forces. Although the mission will be relatively simple and straightforward without the harassment of the infantry, the danger level will also increase a lot, and it is indeed a difficult task.

However, being able to meet the head-on confrontation with the enemy's equipment troops, which also more or less made his blood boil a little, just using machine guns and high-explosive shells to bully the infantry, that is not what a good tanker does. He took a hard puff of his cigarette, then flicked his hand and threw away the half-smoked cigarette, jumped out of the tank, and walked slowly towards the city

"Amphitri, we don't need to load ammo!" A soldier shouted to another man who was busy standing on a No. III assault gun.

"Ahh Alright, that's all," Hearing the shouts of his driver, Effiteri put down his work a little lonely.

After she got the news that she was going to replace the equipment, she hurriedly gathered her crew members to come back to tidy up the tank, and like Trode, she also wanted her tank to maintain its best side in her own hands, and she even carefully wrote some small problems with the tank with a small note and pasted it in the key place. When she was about to reload the tank, she was stopped by the driver, and she had to sigh helplessly and stop with a slightly bitter smile

"Is the engine okay? Please take a closer look. Marcus said with a squint.

The maintenance staff of the logistics department, who was slightly older than him, next to him, poked his head into the rear compartment of a No. III assault gun and said, "I think it's okay, it's not bad, it seems that Corporal Marcus usually does maintenance." ”

"Haha, how can there be" Marcus scratched his head a little embarrassed and said: "It's because there are usually more failures, and the reason for frequent repairs." ”

At the repair shop, Marcus commissioned workers to help him carefully inspect the various parts of the tank to make sure they were not in danger. When it was over, Marcus wanted to treat them to a good meal as a reward, but was instead asked to eat as a battle hero

Hans was probably the only one who wasn't busy with his tanks, and he was getting some specific information about the new tanks from Constantine, and for someone like him who was obsessed with weapons, he had to analyze every detail of these tanks thoroughly.

He now has only a few simple information at hand, but with the help of the tank's drawings and some basic parameters, he can analyze the performance of the tank almost comprehensively. Although Hans was not the type of person who focused only on theoretical data and ignored actual combat performance, his first-class personality did not allow him to become familiar with new vehicles and enemies.

He paid the most attention to the British Churchill I infantry tank, which they had really suffered in Tunisia. And at that time, the British army used it as a secret weapon, and now the number of British armies will definitely rise a lot.

"It's really difficult," Hans sighed deeply as he shook his head as he looked at the tank drawings on the table

"Leona!"

A voice woke up the female officer sitting on the tank in a daze, and she turned her head to see that it was Vincent.

Vincent looked at her with a smile and said, "Are you still worried about that?" ”

Leona shook her head with a wry smile and said, "No, after that battle in the Bulge, I won't think about those things anymore." ”

Vincent walked up to her, looked up at her and said, "That's good, but some things can't be passed by saying that the past is over, and the scars in my heart can't be erased." ”

"yes," Leona bowed her head in pain.

Vincent stretched out his hand upwards and said, "But you know, they don't want to see you like this, let's go, have a drink, it will be a lot better." ”

Leona looked up, tears already in her eyes, she sniffled, then grabbed Vincent's hand as if she had made up her mind, and jumped out of the car

"You're here." Trode said with a light smile.

"After all, when I first arrived here, I came here in a hurry to find someone, so this should be my starting point here." After speaking, Alicia slowly turned around.

Trode gave it a knightly salute, then turned sideways and pointed his right arm at Butna: "So, Corporal Alicia, when this is the end of this, may I invite you to come with me for another trip to Butna?" ”

"Okay." Alicia readily agreed, "But what? This is the way it will be! ”

Before she could finish speaking, Alicia reached out and grabbed Trode, and the two of them began to laugh and run breathlessly in the cedar forest outside Batna