In the Yeli area, about four kilometers from Tadenoy, Chen Kangjian's troops are struggling to make their way.

The sky is drizzling again, the sky and the earth are white, the drizzle is like a silk line, and the drizzle is non-stop, and the distant mountains and near scenes are shrouded in mist, and the hazy and hazy can not see real, there is a feeling of enchantment and entanglement.

It would have been a good day full of poetry, small bridges and oil-paper umbrellas, but it was the biggest trouble for the tank troops.

The roads were so muddy that many sections had to be paved with planks and gravel to pass, and even if they were paved, when a company of tanks drove over, the roads would become muddy again, and the follow-up troops would have to pave them again.

The bridge car is not used at this time, and if the bridge car is used to pave the road, the French government will go bankrupt.

Chen Kangjian's army numbered more than 2,700 people, including infantry units and transport convoys in addition to tank troops. Now all the infantry has become sappers, and paving roads and bridges has become a top priority for the fighters.

Well, there is no bridge building task, if you encounter a river on the road, there will naturally be a boat bridge car to undertake the bridge building task. Even so, the warriors were still covered in muddy water, similar to mud monkeys, and their handsome jackets and trendy jeans could not be seen in their original appearance, and their faces were quite clean.

On rainy days, it is understandable that you can wash your face by raising your head and wiping it.

"How far is it?" Chen Kangjian, who was sitting in an armored car, was agitated.

Since last night, Chen Kangjian's troops have begun to make a detour, limited to bad weather conditions and road traffic conditions, and the detour is very difficult, and they have not yet reached the predetermined position, which is unacceptable to Chen Kangjian.

"It's less than four kilometers and is expected to arrive in three hours." Zhang Jingzong was measuring the map with a caliper, and replied without raising his head.

Zhang Jingzong joined Qin Yunpeng's troops some time ago, and after Qin Yunpeng returned to the Far East, he and the remnants of the Second Brigade rejoined the First Division. As a staff officer, Zhang Jingzong had a good relationship with Qin Zhiyuan before, and the First Division did not lack combatants, but specialized staff officers who had undergone systematic training, so Qin Zhiyuan accepted the staff officers who were willing to join the First Division and assigned them to various units.

Zhang Jingzong's qualifications are old, and he has a lot of experience, so he was assigned to the tank regiment that Qin Zhiyuan valued the most. Similar to Zhang Jingzong was Li Fayun, who was assigned to Chen Dali's artillery unit, and the two were able to renew their relationship.

"You said that half an hour ago, didn't we move the nest in the past half an hour?" Chen Kangjian finds fault.

"Strictly speaking, we really didn't move the nest, in the past half an hour, we only walked less than 100 meters, which is similar to not moving the nest." Zhang Jingzong is not in a hurry, his temperament is still very suitable for the hot-tempered Chen Kangjian.

"Damn, it feels like we're going to be able to carry it faster than this." Chen Kangjian was irritable.

"I can't lift ......," Zhang Jingzong responded faintly.

It is true that it cannot be lifted, although Qin Zhiyuan's improved Renault FT-17 tank is a light tank, it also weighs eight tons, which is beyond the scope of manpower.

"You're trying to figure it out? Aren't you a staff officer? Chen Kangjian was angry with Zhang Jingzong.

"It's true that I'm a staff officer, but I'm not a monkey, and the Dragon Lord doesn't listen to me." Zhang Jingzong is not in a hurry or impatient.

In this era of lack of entertainment projects, the spread of "Journey to the West" is not imaginable in later generations, and almost everyone who reads "Journey to the West" has seen it. Of course, at the same time, they also watch "Dream of Red Mansions", "Water Margin", and "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

"What then? 100 meters in half an hour, four kilometers to go, how to go in three hours? Chen Kangjian was furious.

In order to be able to command mechanized troops, Chen Kangjian put a lot of effort into it, this simple math can't help him, Mary went to a girls' middle school.

"This road condition is not far away, go another 500 meters, the road is a gravel road, the tank will pass no problem, and you will be able to speed up when the time comes." Zhang Jingzong is confident.

The roads in this area are actually in good condition, because some time ago Nivile was going to launch a spring offensive, so the main roads in this area have just been repaired. At most, another 500 meters will allow them to return to the main road, and then the tank troops will be able to move forward at full speed.

"How do you know there's a gravel road ahead? We've always been together, why don't I know? Chen Kangjian questioned.

Zhang Jingzong rolled his eyes and didn't reply, the subtext was obvious: What do you know besides losing your temper?

Probably knowing his own problem, Chen Kangjian didn't ask about it, and instead began to touch something else: "What is the current situation of Tadnoy?" ”

"The Germans originally had one regiment at Tadenoy, now two more regiments have been reinforced from Feron Tadenoy, and from the direction of Reims there is about a division approaching Tadenoy." When it comes to his own work, Zhang Jingzong knows everything about it.

"How many tanks are we getting out of this mud pit now?" Chen Kangjian has ideas.

"Less than 50 cars......" Zhang Jingzong sighed helplessly, this is not something he can decide. Immediately after, Zhang Jingzong's face was shocked: "What are you going to do?" ”

"What? Of course, Lao Tzu is going to do the Germans, you continue to supervise here, I will take those tanks to assault first, and then take Tadenoy first. Chen Kangjian pushed open the door of the armored car and was about to jump down.

"No, no, 50 tanks plus accompanying infantry are only six or seven hundred, the Germans have almost two divisions and nearly 30,000, you can't venture into ......" Zhang Jingzong grabbed Chen Kangjian and didn't let go.

Zhang Jingzong knew Chen Kangjian's temper, if he let him go, the 50 tanks might be annihilated under the siege of the enemy's superior forces, which Zhang Jingzong could not accept.

"What do you mean by being aggressive? Knowing that you can't do it is called rash attack, I found that the fighter plane took the initiative to attack, how can it be called rash attack? Do you understand the speed of soldiers? Chen Kangjian and Zhang Jingzong were fighting, not only on their lips, but also on their hands.

As early as when Qin Zhiyuan decided to let Chen Kangjian serve as the commander of the armored forces, Qin Zhiyuan explained to Chen Kangjian in detail the experience of using the armored forces.

Of course, these experiences are just some of the superficial things that Qin Zhiyuan has learned in later generations, but in this era when the tank was just born, it is undoubtedly a lot more advanced theory than everyone else.

"Your soldiers' speed must also be based on the premise of equal strength, how can you use a god speed method when your strength is far inferior to that of people? You're adding fuel to the tank. Zhang Jingzong disagreed with Chen Kangjian's "advanced theory", and wanted to hug his thighs when he couldn't hold it.

Chen Kangjian is a family heirloom "Tan leg", can people easily hug him?

I saw Chen Kangjian's ankles shake, almost drifting and jumping to a place out of Zhang Jingzong's reach: "Wowhahaha...... Chief of Staff, get all these tanks out of the mud puddle for me, and maybe you'll get some meat, or you'll have to drink soup!" ”

"Damn, Lao Chen, Lao Chen......" Zhang Jingzong stood at the door of the car in a hurry and burst into foul language, but he could only watch Chen Kangjian leave with the adjutant without looking back.

"What do you see? Lift, all for Lao Tzu to carry out, no matter how slow it is, we can't even drink the soup. Zhang Jingzong looked at the soldiers around him who stopped to watch the show, took off his hat and fell heavily in the carriage, rolled up his sleeves and joined the ranks of mud monkeys.

(To be continued.) )