In North Africa, the hot weather is unbearable, and it must be very comfortable to find a shaded place to rest. But if you really can't do it, it's good to have some shade methods, and here is a "double-edged sword" general prop - steel helmets, they are used by soldiers to save their lives, and it is great to be able to help soldiers block bullets and block sunlight at the same time.

But if you use it for too long, the helmet loses its original function after absorbing heat, and becomes a large brazier fastened to the head, so it is not ordinary heat.

Of course, this is only limited to the head, and if the whole body is covered with iron plates, I don't know if it will be ripe. But it's not the Middle Ages anymore, and there won't be any more ironclad soldiers, but there are still people who have to complete their tasks in the iron shell, and that's true

"It's so hot!" Natel couldn't help it anymore and shouted.

I patted him on the shoulder and sighed, "Don't you have a little observation hole?" I can let in some wind. You see Stein, it's so hot in the back and he doesn't speak. ”

He strongly protested against the unfair treatment he had suffered: "Don't talk nonsense with me, if you stick your head out, the wind will blow, how can you understand our pain!" ”

I immediately retorted, "Huh? You say the wind? Please, we're not in Tunisia anymore, big brother, how can there be wind on this great plain of Algeria! ”

Now the only way to get rid of the heat is to fight, which seems to be called a distraction method in psychology. In this way, we continue to annihilate the lone enemy for a simple purpose.

After a few rounds, we had very few enemies, partly because we had annihilated quite a few enemy tanks, but more often because they had gathered.

"Trode, they say that the enemy on the west side of the city is becoming more and more numerous, and it may be that they are about to break through from that side." Roy reported me as soon as he got new information from friendly forces on the radio.

I asked Hans, who was fighting with two assault guns on the other side, "Hans, what do you think we can do this time?" ”

Although he is not a regular graduate of a regular military academy, his tactical literacy is certainly not low, so it is right to ask him. He also began to analyze with me slowly: "There is absolutely no chance of winning if you fight hard in front of you, you don't need me to say this, you know this." If we sneak up on the back, maybe a couple of tanks will be left behind"

"Back? Remain? "I think there are some places that can be expanded here, and suddenly I have a good idea, and regardless of what Hans said next, I took off my headphones and immediately said to Roy: "Inform the other crews, except for Elicia's IV., and let them all go to the southwest of the city, and try to avoid the main enemy force." ”

Although it was a good opportunity for a sneak attack when they gathered, I decided to put a long line and catch a big fish, and I couldn't run a single one of them when I went down the net!

Alicia and I arrived northwest of the city, where the fighting was over, and all but a few wounded infantrymen were being treated.

The garrison commander I contacted: "They seem to be ready to withdraw, don't stop them." Now I need you to put some pressure on them, and I don't have to be too violent, just get them out of the city as soon as possible, and it's better to get all your anti-tank weapons out, or I can't guarantee that they won't fight back. ”

But I got the reply that he was ready, because he didn't want the tanks to continue to toss around his territory, and he planned to use all his strength to drive the enemy away in one wave. Although the starting points are different, the way we behave in the same way now coincides, which gives me more confidence in this operation.

About 3 minutes later, heavy artillery fire was heard in the west of the city. The artillerymen relied on the range advantage of the 75mm anti-tank gun to press the French tanks, so that the enemy had no chance to fight back. As for the 50mm Pak38 anti-tank guns, they were mostly just bluffing, and they were also unable to penetrate the enemy outside the range of the French tanks. And those tanks that let the mortars penetrate it, I really don't know how unlucky.

"Trode, they're starting to retreat." After receiving a report from Roy, I also took Alicia into action immediately, and I handed over the command of the other side to Vincent, who was absolutely reassuring with his ability.

Alicia and I commanded our tanks to the northwest of the city. After a while, a large group of retreating French tanks was seen.

"Hit the D2 at the front first!" I almost shouted this sentence, and it became the beginning of this battle.

Two shells whizzed out, but unfortunately one shot flew away and the other did not penetrate, which attracted the attention of the enemy, and many of the turrets turned towards us, ready to avenge the blow we had just taken.

We immediately retreated to the back of the house, but I knew that they were still aiming in our direction, and as soon as we showed our heads, we would be covered by artillery fire.

"Vincent, it's your turn." At this time, I sent a signal to my teammates who were located in the southwest of the city.

Then there was another burst of cannonball, and it was they firing. Half a minute later, we received information from their side and immediately leaned out and opened fire to attract the enemy's attention and relieve them of some pressure.

There weren't so many guns pointed at us this time, and the vast majority of the enemy were attracted to Vincent, and we were only met with three or four shells when we showed up, and because of the accuracy of the French guns and the fact that they were moving their fire, their shells were so outrageously biased that they could not pose any real threat to us at all.

Facing the rear armor of the enemy tank, there was nothing to say about it, and the first salvo of Alicia and I caused a D1 to break down. And then under the cover of each other, we destroyed a lot of tanks, and a lot of them caught fire, which saved us a lot of effort to make sure they could still move.

"They're out of my range, it should be about the same by now." Nattle reminded me that I had reached the limit of my tactical distance and that it was time to take the next step.

After checking the enemy's formation again, I spoke into the microphone: "Well, two III. assault guns are attacking from behind, and the other IV tanks are immediately running to their flanks, remember to keep your distance!" Let these French people taste the power of our 'German ** horse'! ”