Trood was a little less confident and pulled the tab of the only remaining smoke bomb and gently threw it out. The smoke grenade rolled on the ground several times, then made a "hiss" sound and began to emit smoke.

"Whew"

Trode looked at the tin cans that were gradually emitting white smoke, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, if this was also a smoke bomb of conspicuous color, he could only break through from the other side with an MP40, he didn't have the individual ability of Roy and Vincent, he was just a vulnerable infantry when there were no tanks.

Trood mentally counted down to three counts, then leaned over and sprinted directly behind a tank, and he glanced at it, and from the external equipment attached to the back of the car, he could see that it was his No. 217 tank.

These saved him a lot of effort, as when he went, he picked up the butt of the gun and hit the side of the hull hard, but it may be because it was too noisy, or it was hit on the external armor so it was difficult for the sound to reach inside, in short, the tank did not have the slightest reaction to stop, and in desperation, Trode also gave up notifying Yorkson, ran directly in two steps, and got on the back of the tank, and then grabbed the rope tied to the ammunition box with his hand, and as soon as his arm was forced, he dragged his body up, because he was hiding behind the turret, So not afraid of being hit by a bullet flying from the front, Trood reached out and advanced along the edge of the turret, finally opening the top cover.

"Trode!"

There was a shout from inside, and it was Roy who heard the voice.

"It's me!"

Trode replied in a much louder voice than he did, if he hadn't said so, he would have been beaten into a sieve by several people in the car with MP40 fire at the moment he jumped into the car.

"Get out of the way, I'm jumping!" Trode shouted, then slammed his hands and flew upwards. With the force of his legs, his center of gravity shifted forward, and then his feet drilled into the turret with precision, and finally let go, his body fell by gravity and fell into the car.

"Well, it still hurts."

Trode rubbed his ass. Due to the fall from a high altitude, although the foot came down first, but Trode did not dare to land on the ground with his feet in that position, he did not have Vincent's skilled physical skills, if he hit the foot, it would not be good, although the command tank does not use feet, but the pain will interfere with the brain's thinking, in contrast, if the buttocks with more fat layer land. Although it will inevitably be painful, the degree is much lower.

"With your skills, let's do less of this kind of thing in the future, and change to Roy." Natel gave him a blank look, his eyes full of disdain and mockery.

"Forget it, I'm not a commander." Roy got rid of the job that was tied to his head, and although it would make people think that he was a little lazy or didn't care about his teammates, he was not wrong at all. After all, this is still Troude's area of responsibility.

"Besides, for tactical command. I'm also half a layman. After a pause, Roy told the truth, although he also wanted to carry out this mission, because with his skills, the risk factor would be much lower than Trode, but his tactical thinking may not be able to catch up with Trood as a commander. If you take a back seat just because of this risk and choose a worse tactic, then you are putting the cart before the horse.

With their poor time, Trode had more important things to do, and that was to inform the rest of the crew: "I'm back safely." You don't have to worry. ”

"I'm not worried at all." Alicia said coldly.

Amphitri followed in a mocking tone, "Vincent commanded quite well in your absence, and I'm still a little unaccustomed to your return. ”

Hans said in a half-joking tone: "Whose voice is this sudden appearance, so harsh, turn off the microphone!" ”

Marcus said with a negative attitude: "Actually, it's not that serious, I'm too monotonous just listening to the engine and cannon sound, and a little special sound can ease the fatigue of my ears." ”

“”

As a result, a certain voice really didn't speak again, and it is estimated that self-esteem has been hit a lot in many ways, and it will not heal for a while.

"Ahem" Although Trode wanted to speak, he was choked by their words just now, and he didn't know how to start the words for a while.

"If you have something to say, I'm not in the mood to listen to you pretending to cough there." Alicia spoke impatiently, urging him to continue.

Trode finally found a breakthrough, and at this moment he thanked Alicia tens of millions of times in his heart, and then said in a confident tone: "I had those infantry move forward along the sides of the street to seize the houses, and let each of them carry two Type 24 cluster grenades in order to prepare for our defenses below. ”

"In your absence, we destroyed four enemy tanks." This time it was Vincent who took over the position of interim captain when Trode was out to discuss tactics, and now it was time for him to report to Trode: "The remaining tanks are continuing to retreat through cover, and they are no longer a threat." ”

"I see it." Trood looked out through the observation hole, and the situation in front of him was exactly the same as what Vincent said, and he said: "Although there is no threat now, as soon as the enemy's reinforcements come, they will definitely follow suit." ”

"You're a bit of a mess." Hans said with some grumbling: "There is no way to solve this problem. If we pounce and break away from the infantry, then we will be passive, and we don't know where the reinforcements are yet, and we should do it steadily. “

"Okay." Trode said helplessly: "I let that smoke bomb just now be angry, and now my head is not particularly good." ”

"Smoke bombs?" Roy tilted his head to look at Trode and said, "What's that going on?" ”

"Eh" Trode knew that he was speechless, and said something that should not be said, and now, it is impossible to repay the debt with these people, the only thing he can do is to keep his mouth shut, he just replied silently: "A small incident just now has nothing to do with this battle." ”

Although the other team members also asked Trode what the smoke bomb was, he kept silent, saying that he was going to tell them if he was in the mood after the battle. Trode felt that he had already talked about too many of his troubles, and if there was any more of this thing, he probably wouldn't be able to mix it up (to be continued......