By 6 o'clock in the morning, the reinforcements had arrived, and the Germans were preparing for their final general attack. Trood was weaving through the crowd, searching for what he desperately needed most - ammunition.

In the wee hours of the morning, Trood had already communicated with the rear on the issue. Unfortunately, however, the rear did not have the rear, and there would not have been time to raise a new batch of shells for them. Although Tlord was a little angry about this situation, it was still his expectation. In this regard, he had another way out, he asked the rear about the type of weapon he was carrying this time, but in the end he was told that he had no right to ask.

"! It's Lao Tzu's forward commander-in-chief! Trood was so angry that he threw the microphone directly on the ground, as he said, according to the plan, except for the battle of the last position, all the other positions were commanded and carried out by Trode. How could Trode not be angry about this attitude similar to "rabbits and dead dogs, and birds hide their bows", and finally, under the persuasion of Alicia, he thought for a long time before calming down.

But angry is angry, things still have to be done, since it doesn't make sense with those people above, Trod can only solve it through the bottom method, and now, Trod is looking for his target - Pak40 anti-tank gun.

Trode's eyes flickered, and he suddenly swept to the nearly 4-meter-long guy, and then he smiled at the corner of his mouth: "There really is!" ”

"Hey!" Trood ran up to the Pak40 and greeted the soldier next to him.

"Sir, is there anything wrong with you?" The reaction of the third-class soldier to a lieutenant who suddenly came over to talk to him was a beat slower, and after thinking for a long time, he seemed to have forgotten something, and after Trode saluted him, he remembered, and gave Trode an embarrassing salute in return.

Trood suppressed the other party from the momentum as soon as he saw it, which was a good sign. Hurriedly smiled and said, "Are you in charge of this cannon?" ”

"Yes, sir, do you want to check it out?" The soldier timidly leaned over to the Pak40 to show it to Trode.

"No, I'm not here to see it." Trood waved his hand, then said, "Where did you put its shells?" ”

After hearing this, the soldier immediately returned to the truck just now, then lifted the curtain behind the truck, pointed to the box inside, and said, "Here." ”

Trood nodded in satisfaction. Then he said with a smile: "That's the case, our tanks don't have many shells, can you give us a little?" ”

"This" The soldier looked obviously embarrassed, and said to Trode: "We have a rule, this cannonball can't"

"Bullshit rules!" Trode shouted loudly, which startled the soldier, but Trode didn't bother to take care of his emotions, and continued: "I don't want much, just five boxes of high-explosive bombs. What more do you have to say? ”

"Well, it's a bit of a thing," the soldier said with a lot of embarrassment, but Trode could clearly feel that his attitude had wavered, and he felt that this was a good breakthrough. The decision was to go on and say, "Don't mother-in-law! Even if you don't agree, it's decided! ”

"But sir, if this matter is to be said," the soldier finally voiced his concerns, to which Trood sneered, "What? That's how you talk to me. Aren't you afraid that I will tell you, sir? Anyway, your commander's rank is also younger than mine, and it won't be what I say when the time comes, but you have to think about it. If I toss such a trip and make him unhappy, I don't need to say who he will find to be angry in the end. ”

Trode showed a piercing sneer, which made the soldiers on the opposite side tremble, and directly agreed to Trode's request on the spot: "Then sir, you can move five boxes of ammunition, but don't take more, I really can't afford it."

"Who do you think I'm for?" Trode glared at him again and said, "Also, are you going to let me carry five boxes of ammunition by myself?" ”

"Then I'll move with you"

"Pig's head! Follow me in a truck! ”

After a while, Trode returned in a truck, and he asked Natl to take out five boxes of high-explosive bombs from it, and sent the terrified soldier away.

"Hey, Trode, you can really get it." Natel looked at the five boxes and was delighted.

"That's all, I still tricked you." However, Trood sighed and said, "Let's make use of it, this is a Pak40 shell, and we really don't have our own." ”

“Pak40？” Yorkson said with some confusion: "You said this is a 75mm anti-tank gun shell?" What about tanks? ”

"Nope." Trood wanted to be angry, but then he was discouraged and said, "I told the back, they said it was too far away, and there was no time to get it. ”

"That's really good!" Yorkson looked at the five boxes in front of him and said: "Now that the battle line is so long, no matter where the armored troops are not enough, a squad can be used as three, and this is not enough to ensure our most basic ammunition, this battle is really impossible to fight!" ”

"Eliminate gas." Stein patted Yorkson on the shoulder and said, "We are bitter, but the British on the other side are even more bitter than us." ”

"Yes." Yorkson sighed and said, "Hurry up and load these ammunition into the car, after all, this is a fraud, and it will be difficult to wait for someone to come to the door." With that, Yorkson smiled and pointed at Trode with his chin.

However, Trode was not amused by him at all, but sighed again and said, "Don't worry, these five boxes are five IV. cars, one box each." ”

"What?" Natel waited for the big eyes and shouted, "One car and one box? What are the five cannonballs enough for? ”

"No way." Trode shrugged his shoulders and said, "Actually, I have already negotiated, and they don't have a lot of shells, especially high-explosive shells. They didn't expect that we would be able to annihilate the enemy's armored forces so quickly, so the main thing they carried was armor-piercing shells, and this time they were the main force, and I couldn't speak. ”

"So you tricked five boxes?" Roy smiled and looked at Trode.

"Then what should I do, if I don't come, but I can't do without it, isn't this forcing me to be a bad person?" Trode spread his hands and pretended to be innocent.

Natle was directly amused by his appearance, laughed and said, "Haha, you damn it" (To be continued.) )