Vincent shouted at the infantry next to him, "Hide the rocket artillery, that's what they're looking for." ”

Vincent's reaction was still the fastest among us, and as he said, their main force was afraid of our rocket artillery, and although we were out of shells, the British didn't know about it. They did not hesitate to risk breaking into our rear, and as long as they destroyed the rocket artillery, they would be finished, and then there would be nothing left to stop their tank forces.

I watched a few infantry on the other side push the rocket artillery slowly towards us, but maybe the rocket artillery is too heavy, or too nervous, the rocket artillery is moving crookedly, the distance from us has not been reduced, I look at the heart is also very anxious, I really can't wait, patted Yorkson on the shoulder and said to him: "Quick, let's go ahead of them, we can't wait for them to come." ”

At the same time, I called three other cars to accompany my fight: "Hans, Amphitri, Marcus, come with me and protect them." ”

I looked at the few people who were protected by us, and they were about to leave us to fight on the front line, I thought about it for a while, and decided to play this scene more seriously, and whispered to them in a low voice: "You don't have to go to the front, you just pretend that this cannon still has shells, you still aim in the direction of the valley, watch it, and the tanks over there will not dare to rush over." ”

The soldiers were stunned for a moment, and then one of the soldiers, as if he understood something, pulled the other people to aim the muzzle of the gun at the mouth of the valley in a similar manner, and began to guard against the enemy's sneak attack.

After all this was done, I looked ahead, only to find that I seemed to have arrived in a fairyland: "Damn, how many smoke bombs these Britons have brought, no wonder those people can't stand it." ”

"Quick, get the other cars to come over and start strafing with all the machine guns." At the same time, I also retracted my head back into the car, and in this case, I also exposed my head, and when I was blown up, I guess I don't know if it was my own people or the enemy.

After observing for a while, I followed Nattel, who had been strafing with a coaxial machine gun, and said, "Nattel, can you see the stone on the right, it seems that there were a lot of British people hiding it just now?"

"You mean that?" Nattle fired a few rounds from his machine gun at the area I was talking about, and I confirmed the bearing by the yellow glimmer of tracer rounds.

(PS: Tracer rounds are special shells that are added to regular machine gun bullets, and the tracer inside burns shortly after they are fired, producing a glow.) This allows the Gunner, Heavy, and Commander to check the current trajectory for corrected aiming and firing, and as a tool for teammates to indicate targets if necessary. ）

I looked at the trajectory of a few tracer bullets, confirmed that it was correct, and then said to him: "Well, Natle, you continue to shoot, position Loy, and after Roy determines the position, Natel, you give them another HE." ”

"Good!" Roy's reaction speed is also quite fast, and he immediately began to position.

The battlefield, which was already hazy because of the smoke bombs of the British, became even more chaotic because of our machine-gun fire. And the luminous color of our tracer bullet is yellow, which is a very conspicuous color, if there is not a tracer bullet every five bullets, this is really a tiring job. I was observing Roy's trajectory, and he was in a lower position than me, a little different from what I and Nattle had observed, so I tried to correct his trajectory: "Lowy, a little to the right." Well, that's it, stop and stop a lot, a lot, a little bit back."

"Roy, you keep fighting, give me some time to aim." Nattel didn't look as arrogant as usual, and he took careful aim at his target. At this distance between the two of us, I could clearly see the beads of sweat left on his head.

"Bang!" With a slight shake of our hull, Nattel's first HE shell flew out, and I watched the trajectory of the shell through the observation hole on the roof, and the general position was correct, but in the end it formed a small angle to Lowy's trajectory.

"Missed, next shot." I also tried to speak to him in a calm tone so as not to make him more nervous.

Nattle wiped the sweat from his forehead, took two deep breaths, and began to aim again. But there are some things that don't pay off right away if you work hard, and that's the way it is, I watched him squint and aim for a long time, and one of the shells still missed the target.

He gritted his silver teeth and let out a sigh of relief: "Forget it, Trowder, find the next target, these two shots continue, they are estimated to have run away a long time ago." ”

Actually, I still want Nattle to continue to hit this target again, his mental state is not very good, if he can accurately hit this target, it should be much better, and this target he has tried twice, the possibility of hitting again will be much greater, and then looking for a new target, the accuracy will be much worse, it is difficult to say what his mood will be at that time

"What are you angry about, stupid pig? Aren't you doing a good job of driving the enemy away from there? This time it was Roy who opened his mouth, and he spoke in the usual sarcastic tone with Nattle and Yorkson, which was a little out of place with the current atmosphere.

Without waiting for Nattel to reply, he continued, "I just saw a few shadows moving backwards, but it was a bit fast, and my gun didn't have time to keep up. But I guess with the current level of smoke, the British pigs probably threw all the smoke bombs out. We just need to do a good job of retreating from the enemy now, although this is in the canyon, the smoke will dissipate a little slowly, but wait until this annoying white eyes are gone, those British people still fight at will, now our task is to protect ourselves and that rocket artillery, what are you thinking?! ”

At the end of the sentence, Roy's voice was raised so high that Nattel, who wanted to refute him, could only look at him blankly, but the boss with his mouth open could not say anything.

Roy didn't look back, but he seemed to have seen Nattel's expression now, and said loudly, "Stupid pig! Why did your machine gun stop, hurry up and locate me, I can't see anything! ”

Suddenly Nattel said in a voice that almost broke my deafness: "Who do you say is a stupid pig!" Trode, don't cover your ears there, find me the next target, I'm going to show this kid what I'm really capable of! ”