Chapter 51: Dream - Continued
Chapter 51 Dream - Continued While waiting for the brothers' troops, because these captives have no intention of resisting in the slightest, this also reduces our pressure. I rested against the tank's bow armor for a while, the scorching sun above me making my already sleepy body even more lazy.
Before I knew it, my consciousness had crept away
The clouds were thick and everything was so familiar
Lightning and thunder, everything is so similar
Underneath that, I was in the wheel of a gray IV. tank and another gleaming one.
The most typical model of that tank that I have never seen before is that its upper and lower armor are angled, and the hexagonal turret is located in front of the hull, which is similar to the front structure of the French B1 tank, and the caliber of the main gun is a little larger than ours.
The battle was almost one-sided, and the tanks on the opposite side were superior to our side by more than one level in terms of firepower, armor, and mobility. I couldn't see how it could contain so much power in its small body.
I was gradually losing my strength, and it blocked my path of movement, and I had reached a dead end
I stared at it and tried my best to remember every detail of it, to the point that I wouldn't forget it even if I had to go to hell, I didn't want to die as a fool!
But maybe it's because my "staring skills" that have failed for many years have worked, and I think my ability to stare at whoever is pregnant back then, no, and who is finished.
As I looked at it, a cannonball flew through my right hand and hit the side armor of the tank, which should have pierced from the moment it was hit, but it seemed to have little effect, and the tank turned its turret to the left like no one wanted to pay tribute to the gift from the uninvited guest just now.
At the same time, I also saw the tank that rescued me from danger, exactly the same as my car, it was a German-made IV. F2 tank, and my heart that was excited just now suddenly chuckled and cooled, because I knew that there was an absolute gap between our tank and the golden tank in front of me, and this was not an opponent that could be beaten by adding one.
Even though I said that, I couldn't just watch my teammates be wiped out like this, so I immediately urged the chariot to rush towards it. The cannonball I fired hit it, but it ricocheted, but it was enough to get its attention. In this way, although our two tanks never communicated with each other by radio or language, they cooperated very tacitly and gradually grasped the situation.
In the end, the golden tank was partially bruised by us, and there was really no chance to fight back. A violent bolt of lightning struck the earth, a flash of intense light that kept me from opening my eyes, and when the light faded, it was gone.
I crawled to the tank, eager to see my teammates who had fought off the monster with me, but I didn't have to wait long, and I got out of the tank right away. The slender figure is dressed in a flat German tank uniform, the short blond hair just touches the shoulders, and the blue eyes as deep as the ocean make people intoxicated
"Trod Trode" is she calling me? Still, something doesn't seem quite right.
Then I felt a vibration in my body, and my already unconscious head became even more dizzy. I shook my head violently twice to regain consciousness, squinting my eyes and looking ahead. A vague figure dangled in front of me and gradually overlapped with the other, and the rims and even the details of the two figures were almost identical. When my eyes finally got used to the strong sunlight, I finally saw the person in front of meβAlicia.
"The first time we worked together, it was very good and pleasant, and I hope it will be like this next time." He stood in front of me with a sunny face and held out his right hand at me.
I hadn't fully woken up until now, and I looked at her in a daze.
When she saw me like this, she said a little unhappily, "What's wrong?" Could it be that Chief Trood is unwilling to shake hands with a soldier like me? β
I hurriedly explained: "No, besides, don't call me Chief Trode, just call me Trode Trode." β
I reached for my hand, and only halfway through it I remembered something from yesterday, and then the hand was trembling there, and I was trembling and asked, "Is that really okay?" β
She was stunned for a moment, but it was only for a moment, and she immediately understood what I was talking about, and her face flushed slightly, and then grabbed my hand without saying anything. To be more precise, he grabbed my hand hard, and then turned it hard to the left and right twice, which can be regarded as a handshake.
After that, she immediately turned around, and seemed to use a lot of force to squeeze out a sentence: "That day was an accident!" β
"Well, let him be a surprise." I muttered to myself that if she heard me, it would be over.
"Wait?!" I heard a very small voice, and I could hear it, and the voice that the speaker had definitely suppressed to come out.
I realized something was wrong, and ran as fast as I could, but the pressure coming from behind me was so strong that I was like a rabbit that had been stare at me by an eagle, and I couldn't do anything but wait for my fate to end with trembling legs.
I turned around stiffly and saw that she was lowering her head, and I could clearly see that her hands were clenching hard, shaking constantly, even to the point that the green tendons were about to come out.
"That one," I shuddered and held out my hand to see how she was doing.
Unexpectedly, she suddenly raised her head, and there was a very bright smile on her face, but it seemed that the brilliance was a little too much, and there was no trace of warmth transmitted to me, only a cold and biting chill.
She slapped me the shoulder, then looked down at me and said, "I hope no one remembers that, okay?" Trode? β
"Yes! No one will ever know about it anymore! β
I reflexively stood up straight, and saluted her the moment I answered.
She stared at me blankly, then laughed out loud, and then even clutched her stomach and laughed breathlessly, and I could only stand and watch her laugh.
It sucks today, in every sense of the word