"What? Replacement? Trood asked in a puzzled whisper, glancing at Derek sitting next to him and saying, "Do they not trust us?" ”

"Cut, who knows." Derek snorted lightly, glanced at Adjutant Batmes standing above and said, "Since it is an order issued by Lord Adjutant, then it is estimated that it can explain something." ”

"Yes." Trode nodded silently and said, "However, there is one more thing I want to ask you, your team has just finished renovating, right?" ”

"yes." Derek sighed and said, "I really suffered a big loss in the last battle, and I almost couldn't come back. ”

"Really?" Trood looked at Derek in some surprise, after all, such a big thing happened, he hadn't even heard of it at all, he asked slowly, "What the hell is going on?" How did I not know? ”

"Humph!" Derek glanced at Trode, and said faintly: "You have been in a coma for three days, what can you know, when I had an accident, you were also just hospitalized." ”

"What a coincidence." Trode smiled, and Sue then turned to Derek and asked, "What kind of battle, so dangerous?" ”

"It's a long story, so I'll tell you a little bit." Derek propped his hands on the table, looked ahead and said: "It was a defensive battle, my squad was holding back the enemy in the position, although the enemy also had artillery support, but it was not fatal, just when we thought the enemy was going to retreat again, we were pulled behind!" ”

Derek gritted his teeth and stared at the table, he couldn't make much noise because he was still in a meeting, but those expressions and movements were enough for Trode to realize how angry he really was.

"How so?" Trood was a little taken aback, and he asked, "Whose troops are in charge of that place?" ”

"Phew," Derek let out a soft sigh of relief, "and they can't be blamed for it, because the radio station of that infantry squad was destroyed, and the Britons actually stuffed more than a dozen tanks from a box that could barely let Matilda pass." Otherwise, we can't be so passive. ”

"As for the future, we were surrounded by two ends, and we were about to be wiped out." Speaking of this, Derek's voice became quieter, revealing a sense of depression and helplessness.

"But in the end, I let someone else save me, right?" Trood smiled and looked at him.

"Guess who saved us?" Derek sells Trode a pass.

Trode spread his hands helplessly and said, "So many squads." I can guess this, but at least it should be an A+ or above, and in your situation, it's not an exaggeration to say that it's an A+ squad. ”

Troll's A, A+ is a level formulated within Anselm's 47th Panzer Division, it is suitable for any combat team, Trode and Derek Although their equipment is almost the top in Wald's time, they also only belong to the A level, and the A+ level only belongs to a few squads with rich combat experience and strong combat effectiveness.

"Wrong!" Derek smiled and shook his index finger in Trode's eyes, "It's S-class." ”

"S-class!?" Troud glared. Some incredulously said, if it weren't for this occasion, he would definitely shout out.

In fact, there is no "S-class" in the squad level of the 47th Armored Division, but among the few A+ squads, there is a special squad with more superior combat effectiveness, and the soldiers of the armored division gave him the title of "S-class squad" because of its particularity, there is no doubt about it. The strength of this "S-level" is even higher than that of the A+ level.

Speaking of this "S-class squad", it is distinctly different from other squads. His commander was not the commander of any of their tank crews, but Lieutenant Buttermes, who was now standing in front of them in Trood!

Speaking of Buttermes, although he has excellent document handling skills, and because of his long-term handling of these documents and dealing with Anselm on a daily basis, he also has a high strategic vision, but when it comes to tactical level. The commanders of the various squads here should be much stronger than him.

So why can an incompetent person be the commander of such a strong squad, isn't this a waste of resources? Actually, Buttermess was only the nominal commander of the squad, and the actual commander was someone else. This is the task of this squad, which is communicated directly by Buttermes himself every time.

On the other hand, the particularity of this "S-class squad" is far more than that, it acts as a guard in the 47th Panzer Division, which is equipped with many tanks, and in case of special circumstances, ensuring the safety of Anselm is their first priority. So they can be said to be the last line of defense of the 47th Armored Division, and they are the high wall that Trood and their squads below the A+ level could not cross for a while.

"Huh" Trode breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Since that team is dispatched, then there is naturally no need to ask about the result." ”

This sentence is by no means Trod's exaggerated evaluation of this "S-class squad", because of the particularity of its identity, the number of sorties is much less than that of ordinary squads, but they must choose the best opportunity every time they go out, and with their terrifying combat power, it will form an invincible effect.

In fact, Trode also asked a question, why is there such a powerful team, and he is not needed to deal with the domineering Lamont? But the answer is actually very simple, on a plain the size of Wad, trying to use one team to hunt another team with precision is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack. Moreover, the mission positioning of the two squads is also different, Lamont is responsible for expanding the momentum advantage, and this "S-class team" is responsible for the defense.

Derek said: "They were on a mission, and on the way back, they learned about the situation on my side from the rear, so they rushed over directly. ”

"Speaking of which, I haven't fought with them yet." Trood leaned in to Derek and asked, "Isn't that cool?" ”

"Cool? That's not much. Derek looked ahead and said, "The situation was exceptional, and they asked me to hand over the command to them for the time being. In the radio communication, I felt that their combat style was far from that of you and me, and I could hardly feel their emotional fluctuations, almost like war machines, mercilessly crushing the enemy. (To be continued......)