With a long sigh of relief, I leaned out of the car, Vincent on the side looked straight ahead, I asked him in order to ease the atmosphere: "Vincent, are you nervous?" ”

"Am I nervous? Actually, I'm nervous. He didn't turn his head, but he had a relaxed smile on his face.

"Later, two monsters will come from the corner in front of me, how can I encounter them at a distance of 100 meters" I didn't say the next words, but I looked at him still unmoved, I think there must be something strange here: "Or do you have some tricks prepared in advance?" ”

"Do you remember what those two tanks looked like?" Vincent still looked ahead, and threw me only one unclear word.

"Look?" While recreating the appearance of the "Churchill" tank in my mind, I said in fragments: "A 40mm main gun, a 76.2mm howitzer, 80mm armor on the front, and a protruding structure with front guide wheels"

"Stop, this is it." Vincent interrupted my guess and touched his chin with a sly smile on his face: "The shape of that tank is really strange, I remember it the first time I saw it." The front wheels on both sides are more protruding than the car body, and the design load will be very high, and the design of the small load wheels is also quite interesting, and it is estimated that even if 3~4 of the car is damaged, it can run normally. ”

I watched him just talk about the advantages of the tank, and didn't say what I wanted to hear, as if I was about to interrupt him, but who knew that he put on a face of "I'm just going to hang your appetite", and deliberately stretched the business and said: "But the tracks of that car are completely exposed, and the long hull, with the central turret, what if we gently touch its 'knee' when he turns?" ”

“!” It was only then that I understood what Vincent meant, and stared at him. Vincent hadn't heard as much detail about the tank as I had that day, and he had discovered so many details in just the little time it took for the enemy to break in. At that time, the situation was so chaotic that I was already anxious to coordinate the evacuation, and he actually accurately analyzed the enemy's tanks, and was able to formulate this strategy according to local conditions. That's when I thought of Vincent's rank, Sergeant Major, two levels higher than Hans. Hans's strategic ability is definitely very strong, but he is not as high as Vincent, who was born as a salesman, and the two enlisted in the army at a very similar time, there is no stupid bird flying first, which can only show that Vincent's ability is very strong, at least now I can't spy on the real face.

He nodded his head, I didn't understand what it meant for a while, he held his forehead and shook his head and picked up the microphone: "Leona, don't worry, wait for the moment they turn before firing." Trood and I will try to destroy their tracks, and you must make sure that they are broken with one blow. ”

In order not to be detected by the enemy, Vincent and I turned off the engine before the enemy arrived, and at this time we could clearly hear the roar of the engine of the "Churchill" tank and the noise produced by its unique structure of small load-bearing wheels.

"They're going to turn a corner!" I heard Leona's excited voice coming from the headphones

I held the microphone tightly and tried my best to lower my voice, which had been raised high because of my emotions, "Leona, just go up and kill them now!" ”

My heart stopped beating at the sight of the front tracks of the enemy tank in front of me, and at the moment when I hesitated slightly, Vincent had already given the order.

"Fire!"

I don't know who fired a shell that accurately hit the track of the first outcropping tank, because the design of the "Churchill's" central turret and narrow hull caused him to be hit by us when only the front half of the hull was exposed, but the turret did not come out, so that we could be attacked by one less tank.

Five minutes ago

I knew how difficult the operation was, and I was relieved when the soldiers sent in detected that there were only two heavy infantry tanks in pursuit. At the time, I was still wondering what I would have done if I hadn't been chasing a large force as Trode thought, whether I would go out and help them, or follow his orders?

Sure enough, an indecisive character like me can't do it, not only for myself, but also for missing opportunities at critical times, which is even more irresponsible to my teammates. But it's useless to grit your teeth and hate yourself now, after the argument with Trode, I can more or less calm down now. I was choked up just now, and I was worried about it, and although I kept saying that I was fine, I was still unconvincing.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little inferior, but if I go down like this, I will have to do something to prove that since I don't have Vincent's ability to be calm and steady, then I have to use my enthusiasm to make up for my shortcomings.

"Marcus, Amphitri, wait for the two of you to attack the target on the outside of the corner, I will attack the internal test, and then I will want to leave the left side and give you the shooting angle."

Half of this sentence is actually said for myself, to cheer myself up, and if I follow this momentum and just rush over without doing anything, it will definitely be a problem. On the other hand, it's not good to be dull all the time like this, and I think an active commander will definitely bring energy to everyone.

We made a quick drive along the rut, and after a few minutes I saw our target, and I used sign language to signal Amphitri and Marcus behind me to slow down. Following them quietly, we were at the agreed position with Trode in less than a minute, and then I held the microphone with trembling hands to brief them

"Bang!" There was a noise from the other side of the valley, and I knew that the fight was already going on Leona's side.

"Trode, we've destroyed the tank on the outside of the corner, and the other one is ready to turn, come and help!" I heard Marcus speak at the fastest pace I'd ever heard, and I immediately urged Yorkson to pull to the front.

Vincent, however, was one step ahead of me to the corner, and I saw the barrel of his tank emit fire and smoke that represented the end