"War is the enemy's chosen means of salvation, so let us fulfill them."

-- Sherman, commander of the Western Theater of the Northern Army of the American Civil War

Hans's words were tinged with a hint of gunpowder and made me feel uneasy.

"What do you mean? They're going to sneak up tonight? So do you want to transfer some people from Nether? I asked Hans, a little worried.

"No, they're not necessarily safe there. Moreover, it would not be wise for this dark sky to come to its aid. Tonight, we will rely on ourselves, and we will not be able to leave our positions unless we have to, and now the enemy is dark and I am clear. "Hans rejected my offer, and although he said so, he should have been confident, and that reassured me.

"But don't worry too much, I'll send out a few groups of secret sentinels after dinner, and it's impossible for them to surround us from both sides." I said what I thought and waited for him to move on.

"Well, that's fine. Contact the various dark posts in front of you and ask about the situation. "Hans and I came to the communications officer, I put on my headphones and picked up the microphone.

"Help me get through the sentry ahead." "Yes, sir."

"The position calls the outpost, reports the enemy situation, receives it, please answer, over."

"Group A received, everything is normal, done."

"Group B received, the density of enemy patrol forces decreased, the rest is normal, finished."

"Group D has received that the enemy has tried to approach us, but has given up, and is over."

"Looks like they're not making a big move," I didn't think was right, and immediately picked up the microphone again.

"What about Group C? Position calls Group C, hear the quick answer, repeat, hear the quick answer! ”

For ten full seconds, there was silence on the radio, and the silence was terrifying.

I quickly told Hans next to me: "Group C is gone, Group C on the hill is gone!" ”

"On the hill? Pull the alarm! All ready to fight! The people in front of them quickly set off flares and fire them at the other side of the mountain, a few more! ”

A few flares pierced the sky, streaking white lines across the pitch-black canvas. As I ran towards my tank, I looked back and saw many prostrate black figures on the white ground reflected by flares. At the moment of spotting the enemy, the heavy machine gun at the front of the position spat out its tongues of fire. However, the enemy was also prepared after all, and such firepower could not stop the pace of their attack at all.

After a few moments, the heavy machine gun fire actually stopped.

"It's a sniper! Tell the Dark Sentry to kill him, it should be on the mountain! Hans gave the order to the signal man as he ran.

I got into the car as fast as I could, my crew was ready, they were resting near the car, and when they heard the siren, they immediately prepared for battle.

"Trode, you're slow, okay, what now?" Yorkson asked first.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting. Yorkson, move forward, the fire in front can't support it, and they must not be allowed to tear the front! "I quickly got into combat and gave the order.

"Roy, give me the headphones and microphone." Roy must have expected me to say this, and by the time I finished speaking, he had already handed it to me.

"Hey, Trode calls Hans, hear it and answer."

"This is Hans, Trode, you drive to the right, and we'll work together to gather the fire."

After a brief conversation, the two tanks quickly rushed to the front of the position.

"Trode, is this the direction?" Yorkson asked, but the movement under his hands didn't stop at all.

"A little further to the right, let's go to the front of the position a little to the right." I instructed Joxon to drive the car to the position I had agreed with Hans.

"Roy, cover the front with a machine gun. Nattel, turn the turret 30° to the left, and we'll engage Hans in crossfire. "I looked closely at the situation in front of me through the observation hole.

With the firing of flares one after another, the sky was like day. The enemy's forward infantry had already rushed into our first line of positions and engaged in a fierce hand-to-hand battle with our infantry. But we could not help, the only thing we could do was to suppress the enemy behind by fire and prevent a large number of enemies from entering the position.

Because the line of sight is still very dark, so Natle's main weapon has changed from the main gun to the 7.92mm MG34-T general-purpose machine gun, as the world's first general-purpose machine gun, its process is more complicated, the heat dissipation effect is not very good, and it is relatively heavy, but this does not affect his attack power, and the 8mm Mauser bullets it shoots can cause serious damage to the enemy infantry. Similarly, Roy is using this type of gun, and he is now shooting hard forward. "Natel, at VI o'clock, there's someone behind that mound." A tank would not be a tank if it was only a machine gun, so I found out where the enemy was gathering and quickly told Nattel.

"A bunch of bugs, what are you doing there? It's time to come out and meet someone! "Nattle fired one of Stein's HE shells, and I saw that the shells landed on the mound with precision, and the Britons hiding behind it were blown up everywhere. However, Natl did not stop, and immediately switched to a coaxial machine gun and began to strafe the area just now. Although Nattel's firing is very low now, this does not slow down Stein's movements, from removing the shell to throwing the case and finally pushing the next shell into the load, the series of steps does not stop at all.

"Roy, Yorkson, how's the front?" I asked them about the situation as I helped Natl find his target.

"I still have a lot of enemies here, but it's too far away to hit." Roy replied first.

"It's not a big deal, the British have already been beaten by us, and the brothers in the front position seem to be about to be done." Yorkson said in a calm tone, and it seemed that there was no problem.

Eventually, the enemy was gradually weakened by our dense network of fire, and part of the positions that had been taken away were also recaptured by the infantry under the cover of tanks. Seeing that the general situation was gone, the enemy took advantage of the darkness of night and retreated directly.

"No pursuit! Who knows if there are Tibetans hiding behind their mountain. Don't sleep tonight, maybe they'll come again. Hans shouted at the infantrymen.

Sure enough, two hours later they launched another attack. Of course, this time it was not as fierce as the last time, and it should have been just a tentative attack. And this time we were also prepared, and quickly repelled them.

They haven't been here since. Finally, in the midst of our small talk, the sun rose over the horizon.

"Yorkson, look, that half-exposed red sun is so beautiful." I patted Yorkson on the shoulder.

"yes, this night was not in vain." Yorkson simply stretched his arm, and the space in the car didn't allow him to stretch.

"It's okay, as long as we look forward to it, the dawn will always come." Roy's face reflects the golden sun, which is matched by a smile that does not lose to the sun.