"Hey, I'm Lieutenant Trode."

"Yes, everything is going well, your ministry can move on to the next step, and then we will open the way for you first."

"Okay, that's it."

Putting down the microphone, Trode let out a sigh, looked out from the observation hole, and couldn't see any trace of the sun, took out his watch and looked at it, it was just past 4 o'clock, and there was still time, which somewhat relieved Trode.

"I've cleaned it up here."

"We're almost there, too."

Vincent and Marcus reported on the progress of each other, and because of the need to consider that the reinforcement could cover the entire area, the artillery position was not located in the large position at the rear, but in an area in the middle of the small positions, extending in all directions. Although there is no terrain to defend here, if you attack easily, you will definitely be caught in this place by the reinforcements from around. However, now that the British have lost more than half of their armored forces, in order to defend the last key point, they should not rush to send out the remaining armored forces before dawn, if they lose this last set of chips, then they will only have one option left to retreat in the face of Trood's attack.

This artillery position, with a total of more than a dozen guns, was not a very laborious period to clean up, but Trode was still a little distressed by high-explosive shells, and within the scope of time permitting, he switched to armor-piercing shells to destroy them.

Although he was a little tired, Trood felt that it was all worth it, leaving enough ammunition for the morning attack, as long as his team survived until that time, the mission was successfully completed.

"Alright, let's move over there first." After Trood gave the order, the tanks of the squad slowly adjusted into a marching formation and began to make their way to their final destination.

Trood glanced back at the artillery position. I couldn't help but let out a sigh. Their tank crews are not good at this, even if they capture the enemy's ammunition, they generally can't use it, especially the British troops, and the models are almost completely incorrect. If you're an infantryman, using a non-standard bullet might increase the chance of jamming, but it's still better than nothing, but there's nothing Trod can do about it. There were a lot of shells on the ground now, but they were all 25-pound guns that were much larger than their caliber and 6-pounder guns that were much smaller than their caliber, perhaps in the Caliber of the 'Tiger'. A 25-pound cannonball could be said to be almost perfect, but Hield made it clear that her Tiger was not so short of ammunition. Trood was also afraid of breaking this new guy, if it was a mass-produced IV., it would be a loss, if it was for the sake of greed, it would be a loss.

"Oh, that's a shame." Trood hadn't sighed yet, but someone was already one step ahead of him, and that person was Yorkson, compared to Trode. Yorkson is really greedy, when he recalls the box of money they got when they were in Hammamet, Yorkson's reaction is much different than others, he is no longer at the level of greed. It can only be described by the word "greed".

Moreover, the Trood team seems to enjoy the process of collecting loot more than the loot obtained, although in normal times there is never a lack of motivation or the wrong state. But as long as it enters that link, it can be said that no one is holding back.

"Don't look at it, wait until you have taken down the last position. Some of them are fished by you. Trode said this helplessly, which can be regarded as calming Yorkson's emotional fluctuations.

With such a toss, Trood was not far from their penultimate stop, an outpost before the final general position. Although Trood had already informed the infantry to begin the march, they were still a long way away. And this outpost, Trood they also feel that it will not take too long, the enemy's main forces should have been concentrated and retreated, so this position generally does not have too many enemies, then there are almost no enemies.

"Turn off the lights, Vincent, Hans and I'll get out of the car and take a look." Trode dropped the microphone and crawled out of the car, first meeting up with two other men, and then the three slowly walking forward.

"It's been a long time since I've been like this." Trood said with some leisure.

"Indeed." Vincent nodded in agreement, "I remember the last time the three of us did this, it was in Butner." ”

Hans stretched his waist and said, "There are very few days like this, although it may be more lively without everyone discussion, but this kind of quiet discussion is still very good." ”

After that, the three of them walked and talked, and after feeling that the distance was about the same, several people began to pick up the telescope and observe the land in front of them, but Trode's team was still relatively poor in this place, and the entire team only had one telescope, so they could only look at it one by one as before.

However, in addition to the telescope, his team still has a device that can observe long-distance targets, that is, Vincent's Carl 98K sniper rifle, which is equipped with a ZF42 scope with a small field of view, but the observation distance is still acceptable.

Trode glanced at the position in front of him with a telescope, and his brow couldn't help but furrow slightly. After passing the telescope to Hans, while Hans looked at the situation in front of him, he said, "It seems that the form is on our side." ”

"Really." Hans continued to look at the situation in front of him, and the corners of his mouth were a little raised: "I didn't expect them to dare to fight like this, this is the tactic we haven't prepared to deal with this situation before, or if we use it, I guess we won't need the assistance of the infantry, we can take this position ourselves." ”

"How? You two just said that, did you think of any good countermeasures? Vincent uses a sniper rifle scope, so it takes more observation time than the two of them, but he knows the general situation, he wants to fire the first shot before the infantrymen, which can not only expand his combat exploits, but also reduce the casualties of the infantry, which is a double thing.

"It's not particularly easy to do." Trode smiled and sighed, although he also thought the same as Vincent, but the situation in front of him was indeed not something that could be solved by simply thinking about it.

"I have a solution, do you want to try it?" Hans on the side showed a smirk, looking at the two people in front of him who were a little stunned (to be continued.) )