After raising ammunition (five shells), the Trode team was finally ready for the final touches. Although they were not the main force this time, they had to make Trode sigh, the shells and fuel were seriously insufficient, the gasoline was a different model looted from the British, and the shells were deceived from the anti-tank artillery, which made Trode feel embarrassed. Although they have gone through more unsatisfactory battles, it has never been the same as this time, and the lack of resources has never been so bad.

"Trode."

A voice rang out from behind, and Trood quickly turned away.

"Oh, Hilde, what's the matter?"

Seeing the person in front of him, Trode couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his heart, how could someone like Heard take the initiative to find him? Could it be that she didn't get 88mm shells and complained about it? Thinking of this, Trode couldn't help but smile bitterly, if it was really this kind of work, no matter what Hilde said, he would never go a second time.

"Do you want me to be a shield this time?"

Heard said such a sentence almost without any emotion, which really stumped Troll, he didn't know what Heard meant specifically, and he didn't know what Heard wanted to get, but it wasn't him to think too much - Trode's style, he replied directly: "This is a large army battle, and I don't count the shield, but from a practical point of view, it is estimated that not only you, but our team will be relatively high." ”

"Really? I know. Hilde still answered Trode in her characteristic tone, although this made Trode very unaccustomed at first, but after a few days of contact, Trode gradually got used to this way of speaking, but it is impossible to say that there is really no mustard at all.

"If all you care about is putting you on top every time. I'm sorry, but I can't change it, because your group's Tiger heavy tank is much more defensive than our IV. Trode's eyes were like torches and he said, "After all, how much ability you have, you have to bear most of the responsibility, don't you?" ”

Hilde listened to that. Without saying anything, she stared straight at Trode, although her expression barely changed, Trode still saw a slight tremor in her eyebrows, but Trode was not shaken by her emotional fluctuations at all, but finished speaking in one breath.

"I'm sorry to bother, I've already asked about my affairs, and I'm leaving." Heard said lightly, and then turned around and walked away. And Trode didn't ask her any questions or stay, just stood there, pouting slightly, watching her leave

"Hey, there's a lot on my mind." Trode scratched his head, and he remembered the story that Alyssia had told him at 4 a.m., no. It's a dream. To put it simply, the dream can only be described in four words: "incredible" - to be exact. It wasn't a dream, it was a lot of completely different, but similar dreams. Completely different refers to the fact that the beginning and course of each dream is very similar to the outcome. But all in all, whether it's Trode or Alicia herself. There was almost no clue about these dreams, but the conversation between the two ended when Alicia said, "It's not too important now, and it's not too late to talk slowly when this time passes."

Although this issue was put on hold. But Trode took the question to heart. The reason why Alysia was able to tell this dream to Trode was because of her trust in Trode, and Trode had to come up with a good countermeasure to repay her trust. But in the end, as Alicia said, these things are not the most important thing now, and thinking about them now can only delay their next battle. But the things that had been put on the back of his mind were dragged back by the Heard matter, which still gave Trode a bit of a headache.

"I have a headache."

Trode shook his head and tried his best to get rid of the unnecessary things in his head, but it was impossible, all he could do was keep it in his mind for the time being, and wait until the matter was over.

"Trode, what are you doing?"

Seeing Trode, who had been restless since he got into the car, Natel asked with some curiosity.

Trood was glad to have received the attention of his companions, but he still felt that he had this doubt in his heart, after all, even if he said it now, it could not be solved now. The big battle is approaching, and everyone can't be distracted by this matter, so Trode just said with a tired expression: "A little emotional problem, don't worry, it won't affect the battle." ”

"Since you don't want to say it, we won't ask." Yorkson said this, but this sentence was obviously not said to Trode, but to Nattell, if he didn't stop it, Natle would definitely keep asking questions.

"Thank you so much." Trode smiled wryly and said, "But if I can't solve such a problem, I may come to you for help." ”

When Natel heard Trode say this, he realized that his role still had a chance to play, so he didn't care at all about what Yorkson said just now, patted Trode on the shoulder and said, "If that's the case, feel free to welcome it." ”

After that, Trode didn't say anything more, but confirmed the state of the squad, and finally waited for the infantry to be ready for the final general attack.

However, the waiting time is always tormenting, although he knows that the enemy will not have reinforcements, but Trode still can't help but be anxious, probably because the more he waits here now, those troubles will have to stop in his heart for one more minute. But there are some things that Trode said, even if Trode had prepared them early, but in order to cooperate with the other troops, everything was prepared to the best state, so he waited here for two hours.

But this is the German way of life, and while it is true to be rigorous, sometimes it is possible to miss an opportunity if you are too rigorous. Therefore, Troder is very optimistic about this almost rigid style, but in such an environment, he can't be too explicit, which will only attract exclusion and finally ask for hardship, which is not the result that Tlot wants. (To be continued.) )