After joining up with Leona's team, Trode began to do his best to hold his ground and drive the enemy away.

Roy dragged the MG34-T in his hand with both hands, and shouted as he pointed: "Nattel, leave the infantry to me to solve, you and the stone head will deal with their tanks." ”

The stone head refers to Stein, which is a title that Roy rarely mentions, because usually Stein is very wooden, so Roy insists that Stein is a stone head. Of course, this title must be difficult to establish on this basis alone, and the main reason is that Stein's name, spelled Steins, just means stone, which has become an indisputable fact

"Are you sure you can handle it?" Natel also cried out in a loud voice: "Stone, oh, me! Stein, give me armor-piercing bullets in full load. ”

Stein said in a calm accent: "Okay, this time the ammunition is still sufficient, so let's fight with confidence." ”

The fire of six tanks temporarily repelled the enemy, but it was still impossible to evacuate. If we wanted to evacuate, the crew of the tank with the destroyed tracks had to run to our car, but now that the enemy was lurking everywhere, it is estimated that they would be beaten into a sieve the moment they left the tank!

Trod is looking for as many friendly units as they can to support, and if they continue to be held back like this, their tanks will surely be scrap metal before Constantine's reinforcements arrive.

On the other hand

Hans was looking at the three tanks in front of him at the moment, when Amphitri's voice suddenly came from the earphones: "You two get out, I have a good idea." ”

Hans was skeptical of her words, he didn't quite believe that Amphitri's mind could come up with any clever tactics, at best they were just some crooked ideas, but now he could only be a dead horse as a horse doctor, and he would trust her for a while.

In fact, with Hans's previous personality, he would definitely not listen to any of Amphitri's plans at this time, but since he was "carefully educated" by Trode last time, he is now trying his best to try new methods.

"What's the way you can get them?" Hans instructed the crew to return the tank to its position safely, and asked Amphitri, "Don't tell me it's for us to charge in four groups, that's it."

"What do you think Miss Ben does?" Amphitri's voice was marked with anger: "I'm not as good as you now, but don't take me for a fool!" ”

"Good, good." Hans said helplessly: "My eldest lady, what is your opinion?" ”

Amphitri seemed to finally satisfy Hans's attitude, and said slowly, "My plan is to scare them away. ”

"How is that possible?" Hans couldn't help it and began to laugh: "Is your brain really broken?" Their tracks are all broken, how can they run? ”

"NO~NO~NO~" Amphitri said meaningfully, as if she had expected Hans to laugh at her like this, "Stupid Sergeant Hans, Miss Ben is talking about 'them', not 'them'. ”

"Huh?" Hans didn't understand for a moment what was sold in Amphitri's word game, but after all, he was also the most "cultured" person in Trode's team, and after a second thought, he understood: "You want to scare away those B1 crew members?" ”

"That's right." Amphitri replied proudly, she was very happy with her idea.

"Will they run away? If they were afraid, why didn't they just withdraw with those people? Hans raised his own questions.

"Silly melon, if they withdraw together, won't you be able to pounce on them and bite them all to death?" Amphitri began to wonder if he had chosen the wrong one to target Hans, "And when you stared at their three tanks just now, of course they didn't dare to retreat. But at this distance, if we put some pressure on them and deliberately create some firing intervals, such a good opportunity, I don't think the French will miss it. ”

Hans's eyes widened after hearing this, although this is not a particularly technical plan, and it can even be said to be somewhat modeled after Hans's previous tactics, but it cannot be refuted that it is definitely a super practical tactic, and such a simple tactic he can't even think of, and even provided to him by the commander who thinks that this squad is drunk and nervous, Amphitri.

"What the hell do I think of myself?" Hans sighed, then smiled self-deprecatingly, "Okay, just do as you say!" ”

At the same time

"Let's go, there's more important tasks ahead of us." After instructing the defenders on the position not to die, Vincent turned around and led his team out of the city.

Now that the battle has entered a white-hot state, and the attention of both sides has been drawn to the whirlpool in the center of Batna, it is a good time to wreak havoc.

Outside Batna, there was actually no shortage of German ambush troops, but they were relatively small, and they could only deal with a small number of enemy infantry. They were so helpless against the French armoured forces that in some areas they were turned into French tanks chasing the German ambushes, and Vincent wanted to take advantage of this disadvantage and turn it to his advantage.

Since the sky was completely dark, compared to the war-torn city, it was really dark outside the city. The armored units have already turned on the lights, but the tank lights are much less bright than the professional searchlights, and they can only distinguish near targets.

Vincent, who left the city, immediately began to look for prey with his headlights on, although the tank of the IV medium tank had a larger headlight spacing than the French tank, but who could have noticed this detail in such a chaotic situation?

It didn't take long for Vincent and his team to find their target, a French armored squad that was suppressing the German ambush position.

Vincent commanded his squad very handily and said, "Sprint in front of them in one breath, and prohibit firing without my orders." ”

In this way, the French mistook the troops on their flanks for friendly forces, and remained focused on what was in front of them, just as they were about to join up with their allies and crush the Germans here in one fell swoop.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Three successive cannon shots gave their plans a 180° change