It didn't take much effort for Trode and his party to reach the outskirts of the city, and the few small obstacles they encountered along the way did not pose any real threat to them, and they successfully reached the designated position.

Trode rolled up his sleeves, glanced at his watch, and said, "It's almost time, just wait for Roy's signal." ”

"Look over there, there's it!" Alicia pointed to the other side of the city, a white flare slowly streaking across the sky

The purpose of this operation is to create a smoke bomb for the enemy, and of course, if you don't want to do anything, you will definitely confuse your teammates and cause them unnecessary trouble. Therefore, even the flare fired by Roy was prepared by them before, and Roy must be 100% sure that he could propose this operation, and he had obtained this flare by searching for the equipment of the British fallen soldiers beforehand. Then, through the conversation on the radio, it was learned that the white flare was used by the city's troops when they spotted the enemy's large forces, and it was the wrong message that Trode needed most to convey to the enemy.

"Hidden." After Troude gave the order, everyone went into the nearest house, just pressed against the wall, and quietly watched the situation outside. Soon, as expected, a group of enemies rushed towards the place where the white flares were raised, and there was no time to care whether the German troops were hiding in these houses.

Trode looked out the window at the number of enemies running by, mentally estimating the number of enemies, and after a while, he whispered, "Well, it's almost over, let's act." ”

Twenty men emerged from the house and immediately ran towards the weak areas demarcated on the map, and Trode pulled out his flare gun from his waist and pulled the trigger into the sky, and a pink flare rose into the sky, and this colored signal was the command to join their own troops.

They didn't run long before they reached the outskirts of the city, and although they had the advantage in numbers, the enemy's heavy firepower was relatively large, and Trod they still had reinforcements, so it would be foolish to fight the enemy first.

"They're coming!" Trode saw his team through the binoculars and was heartbroken.

"Hit!" Vincent gave the order, and the different guns hidden in the shadows opened fire at the same time, and the British defensive positions were instantly covered by dense fire, and they were immediately hit by frontal artillery fire just when they wanted to counterattack, and there was no doubt that those tank squads from Trood were attacked.

Under the fire from both sides, this position of only ten people was torn apart in an instant, and none of the people inside were spared, which is to blame for appearing in front of Trood, the most undesirable place to appear.

After completely annihilating this defensive position, they also gave a small cheer, but when their tanks drove in front of them, no one suppressed the urge to return to the tanks to fight.

They are tank soldiers, and it is their duty to fight in tanks, and this time they are used as infantry purely for the special needs of a special task, if it were not for this special situation, they would not have much chance of winning against ordinary infantry units in this way of fighting in which tank soldiers are temporarily converted into infantry, and the poor troops with low combat effectiveness do not have much chance of winning against ordinary infantry units.

Of course, this excludes certain members of this squad, who have far superior combat effectiveness to the average infantry and perform well in all aspects. It was precisely because of their presence that this operation became so smooth sailing. Among them, the most important thing to ignore is Roy, who is still in the city, in the enemy camp, fighting alone, and all Trode can do is pray to the heavens and wish him good luck.

Because Roy's mission was too dangerous, when Yorkson asked Trode and Natle about Roy's whereabouts when he entered the tank, they were at loggerheads. This even made Yorkson mistakenly think that Roy had been sacrificed for a while, and after getting Trode's explanation, he relieved himself and said: "That kid may be patient, this little thing is absolutely fine." ”

"Really?" Trood was slightly puzzled by the fact that he had a lot of confidence in Roy, saying, "How can you be so sure he can handle it?" Because Trood didn't have time to tell him the details of the battle in the city, and neither did the convenience that Roy had gained or the degree of confusion of the enemy, in this case, it would have been difficult to hear a battle plan like Roy's, but Yorkson thought that Roy could easily handle it.

Yorkson grinned and said, "The person who has been sitting next to me all day, even if it is not particularly clear, but after a long time, I can feel it with that kind of breath." ”

"It's really rare, you're praising that kid." Natel also said with a slight surprise.

Yorkson shook his head and said self-deprecatingly: "There are some things, you can't accept it, not to mention that kid's strength, I haven't seen through it yet." ”

"Alright, let's not talk about that." Yorkson looked back at Natel and said, "Hurry up and get to work, this idiot is really crooked when you don't have you." ”

Natel followed Yorkson's gaze to the side, Stein was scratching his head in embarrassment, and he said with some embarrassment: "After all, I haven't used it much, it feels weird to use, cannonballs are always"

"Alright." Natel patted him on the shoulder and interrupted him, he smiled and said: "It's also hard for you to let you do the work of two people alone, and now that I'm back, you continue to help me load the shells, and as for the enemies you didn't hit just now, I'll get you back!" ”

"Good!" Should it be said that Stein is simple, or is he just a fool, but Natle's unnutritious words made him stunned for a moment. Not only did he immediately reawaken his spirit, but his body seemed to be suddenly filled with infinite power, and the expression on his face fully indicated that he was going to do a big job.

The atmosphere of the two was hot, and Yorkson and Trode were also infected by their enthusiasm, and their bodies did not feel tired at all after a long battle, and some only used all their strength

Trode turned his head and picked up the microphone from the empty seat, and at that moment, he felt a little lost in his heart, but it was only for a moment. He nodded silently and said firmly into the microphone, "Come on, Roy is still waiting for us." ”