The French used almost overwhelming forces to attack Batna, which made the attack outside the city come to naught, and the first line of German defense was half-abandoned to the French, and fierce street fighting began between the two forces in the city of Batna.

However, the disparity in strength can be countered by the vast territory, and Batna's garrison has set up dozens of layers of defense lines in the city, which greatly reduces the casualties of the troops, and makes the battle loss ratio slowly exaggerated.

Trode was holding a crossroads, and the French initially charged like moths to a fire due to the pre-arranged defensive line, but with a few powerful attacks, the French captured several positions, and the two armies began to face each other.

Natl fired an HE shell that blew away the two infantry behind the sandbags, but the gap was quickly blocked by the others, and the enemy continued to appear as if they could never finish fighting.

Roy kept strafing the MG34-T in his hand, and in this situation, it was absolutely impossible to think about bullets, and taking down one enemy might be able to deter three enemies.

When the French tanks drove up, the pressure on the side of the Trood was even greater, and the hard French tanks fully demonstrated their might in the narrow street battles, and there was nothing that could stop them, even the Trood them.

"Damn, there are so many!" Natel fired an AP round at the enemy tank, and immediately fired two rounds with the MG34-T, and even in this interval he did not forget to complain.

Many of the French tanks behind cover had only one turret exposed, and even moved twice after firing, and their tanks had to move constantly to avoid being destroyed by enemy fire, which made aiming very difficult.

"Natle, let's hit the D1 on the left first." Trode patted Natl on the shoulder and said, "Now we mainly want to reduce the number of enemies, there is no need to pick those powerful fights. ”

"Okay." Natel also sighed helplessly: "That's you, little unlucky bastard." ”

As he spoke, Nattel's main gun was already aimed at that target.

"Jump!"

The turret shook slightly, forcing Natl to start aming.

"Trode, it's okay." Natel asked Trode as he re-edited it.

Trood still stared ahead and said, "It's okay, the shot just now hit the cannon shield and bounced off." ”

A moment later, the AP shell fired by Natel directly blew up the D1 light tank, and the power of the ammunition explosion more or less affected the surrounding soldiers, but it may also be that the resentment against Trod was too deep for a while, and this explosion could not form an effective blow to their morale, and they still fought fearlessly.

Trood was in command of his crew, keeping the battle line steady, and he had to delay as long as he could, and now the only thing they had to do was wait for reinforcements to arrive.

Trode observed the situation on the battlefield with a long and left look, and kept commanding: "Alicia, you drive to the left to plug the gap, if the enemy wants to break through in your direction, you retreat immediately, and our side can cover you; Vincent, you go"

"Withdraw, this place can't be held." Just as Trood was active, desperately trying to keep the situation going, a voice came through the headphones.

Vincent said in a soft but unquestionable tone: "While we can still control it now, slowly withdraw, if we are forced to break through, there will be no such a good chance." ”

Interrupted Trode was stunned for a moment, then silently said "Okay", and then changed course and began to prepare for retreat.

Although they knew that it would be extremely difficult to hold Batner before the arrival of reinforcements at such a pace, it was also a helpless move, after all, if the terrain advantage of a place was leveled, even the most heroic German soldiers could not stop the wave of the French army.

Although the order given by the superior was to defend to the death, Trode could tell from the tone of the defense chief here that he did not intend to implement this order completely, and if he fought hard, then there would be only one fate for the soldiers here - the horse leather shroud!

He also made Tlot admire him from the bottom of his heart, and he was able to carry all the pressure on himself, so as to protect his subordinates, such a spirit and consciousness that not everyone can do.

Of course, admiration is admiration, and there is also a fatal flaw in this tactic, that is, reinforcements must arrive before we completely lose Batna, otherwise we will be driven out of the city and lose cover, and we will become a moving target on the plain, and the final fate is needless to say.

"It's going to be the end of this." Trood was very anxious, they were now in a position that was almost on the edge of Batner, and retreating like this would be a complete dead end.

"Lieutenant Trode!" A voice freed Trode from the damn atmosphere.

"Hey, sir, Trood received, please." He hurriedly straightened his headphones, ready to listen carefully to every next word of the Defense Chief.

The chief of defense said to him: "The armored troops from the nearest strongholds have been assembled outside the city, and now they are all under your unified command, and I will have their captain contact you later." ”

"Yes, I'll do my best." Trode replied firmly.

"I may be superfluous to say that, but I still have to say it." The defense chief paused and continued, "Butna, it's up to you. ”

Trode could clearly feel that the weight of this sentence was not ordinary, and he knew that if he answered this sentence, he would completely cut off his retreat, but he only shook his head lightly and said, "It's up to us, I will never let this city be lost in my hands." ”

"We will definitely be able to hold it, we will definitely " The defense chief's tone became very excited uncontrollably, and then he coughed dryly and said seriously and affectionately: "I wish you good luck and prosperity!" ”

Putting down the microphone, Trode involuntarily laughed, and then said in a shallow voice that only he could hear: "We just have no way out, do we?" ”