The winds in North Africa were unusually cold at night, and soldiers returned to their houses to take shelter or gather around campfires to keep warm. But for tank crews, their vehicles are the best equipment to protect against the cold wind. But just now, Trod, who had forgotten the chill in the car, felt that feeling again, but this time it was cold all over his body, and it was even to the point where his heart was about to freeze

After Trode, Amphitri's chariot was attacked again, but God forbid, she didn't feel the thrill as much as Trode.

Flares and searchlights were commonplace for the local garrison, but Trod couldn't keep up with the pace at all, and they were completely led by the enemy from the start.

"Still can't be found," Trode's throat had dried up, though he knew that the situation was not so bad as to be hopeless, and even less dangerous than the unexpected situation they had encountered while fighting in Patna or even Tunisia.

However, these two sneak attacks made him tremble, of course, being frightened by the shells just now was only one reason. On the other hand, he knew that their unbeaten streak was entirely dependent on equipment. If they were to swap gears with the Attacker, it would be estimated that Trod would not last more than a few rounds.

"Don't worry, they left a little trace after the two launches." Vincent, who spoke, although he was also a little frightened by the combat quality of the enemy in front of him, but as a long time on the battlefield, he was able to quickly calm down and see the situation clearly. He said slowly: "The first launch was at my 1 o'clock, and the second time was at my 12 o'clock and 2 o'clock. ”

Amphitri couldn't sit still at this time, and immediately interjected: "They obviously can't penetrate us, as long as we keep a scattered formation and cast our nets out, even if we don't destroy them, we can let them escape in disgrace!" ”

"No, I guess the result will be the opposite," Hans said in a slightly heavy tone, "and I think there's something wrong with them being able to fight like this, and they risk being exposed to shelling us in vain." ”

Marcus said mockingly, "It's like luring us out with these two rounds of shelling, and then taking advantage of our unpreparedness."

Leona followed: "Indeed, we cannot arbitrarily assume that the enemy has only six tanks, and if there is another group of three tanks ambushed on the flank, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

"Since they wanted to lure the snake out of the hole, I think they underestimated the length of the snake's letter." Just as everyone was constantly analyzing the current situation, an unsociable voice appeared.

"What did you say, Alicia?" Trood didn't realize what she was trying to say.

Alicia smiled and said, "The enemy is right in front of us, but we can't see it with flares, but don't we have lighting ourselves?" ”

Almost everyone wondered if Alicia's head was broken, and that their tank had no equipment on it that could illuminate the front except for the meagre distance that the headlights provided.

Alicia shook her head and said helplessly: "What a bunch of stupid people, we don't want to see the scenery, we have to see what we are doing in front of us?" What we want is to locate the enemy, that's all. ”

"Positioning!" Almost everyone who hears this word thinks of one of the equipment on board the car - the MG34-T on-board universal machine gun.

However, there is still a gap between thinking and thinking, just like a pig's head like Trode, at this time he still didn't understand what Alicia was going to do, so he had to ask weakly: "How do you say you want to use this?"

"Hey, I've really convinced your head, and I'm still our captain like this." Alicia sighed and said: "Okay, let's not talk about this, our MG34-T has tracer bullets in it, if we shoot in front of us like this, if we catch up with good luck, we can hit the target, if the luck is better, let's have a ricochet or something, in this dark night, the trajectory should not be ordinarily obvious." ”

“！” Trood listened to her plan and had to marvel at her genius plan, using the ricocheting trajectory generated by the tracer bullet inside the machine to locate the enemy's position, a tactic he had never heard of before, but this time they relied on it.

"Team, machine strafing ready, fire!" With Trode's order, dense machine-gun fire began to spread forward, and the ordinary bullets in the magazine had a tracer bullet every few rounds, which cut through the black curtain like a yellow sword, exploring the direction of the enemy.

Trode, who was trying to observe, suddenly noticed that in the darkness, a tracer bullet changed its trajectory in an instant, flying towards the sky, and he immediately shouted: "1 o'clock direction! Then he immediately asked Roy to strafe in the direction he had just gotten until the second and third ricochets appeared.

"Catch the target, fire!" A small team, seven chariots fired at the same position, one after the other, and a moment later, a spectacular flame rose in the darkness of the night - about five hundred meters in front of them in Trood, a tank destroyed ammunition rack, was producing a violent explosion.

Its explosion symbolized the success of Alicia's tactics, and the flames of the explosion illuminated the other two tanks located next to him, which quickly returned to darkness knowing that they had been discovered. But it was too late, and according to their movements before they disappeared, Trood and the others once again located them with tracer rounds from machine guns, and of course, they were greeted by the shells.

As for the ending, they were all the same, because they didn't dare to come forward to confirm that Trood's artillery fire was roaring, and as long as there was a tracer bullet, they kept shelling - the other two tanks were simply destroyed, but because of Trood's incessant shelling, the ammunition was finally detonated, and a brilliant fire was raised

Due to the suddenness of the incident, the attackers failed to make a corresponding counterattack, and Trode directly killed a team, and by the time they had just stabilized their position, Trood had already found the scent to stretch his letter to other places