Tadenoy.

The drizzle has been falling, the humidity in the air is very high, the clothes on the body feel damp, it is very uncomfortable to stick to the skin, and the steel helmet on the head is even more uncomfortable.

At the sentry post on the side of the road to Tadenoy, two German soldiers were communicating, one of them was a soldier of the Prussian rifle regiment originally stationed in Tadenois, and the other was a soldier of the Kingdom of Saxony who had just arrived from Feron Tadenoy to support.

"Did you hear that? Feron Tadnoy seems to have been defeated. The Saxon soldier handed a cigarette.

"Who knows, every day there is news of defeat, and there is also news of victory, even in the morning it is still a victory, but in the afternoon it is defeated, it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood." The Prussian soldiers, not wanting to admit defeat, took over the cigarettes and lit them.

In the era of the large-scale use of wireless telegraphy, the speed of information spread was astonishing, and what happened in the morning in Fairtadenoy could reach Berlin in the afternoon.

"I don't know, but the fact that we came here from Reims to reinforce and ensure that His Royal Highness the crown prince's back road is clear, speaks for itself." Saxon soldiers were observant.

Although ordinary soldiers do not have access to detailed information, they also have their own judgment, and the quality of soldiers is still good due to the comprehensive education in Germany. Compared with the romantic French, even ordinary people, the Germans' logical thinking skills are obviously better.

"That's not something we should be worried about, the nobles need to worry about it, for us, to ensure that no one can get past this outpost is considered to be the completion of the task." The Prussian soldiers were more responsible.

"I don't want that, I have a brother from the air force, and he told me that a unit with a large fleet of tanks is approaching here in a roundabout way, and if those tanks come over, I think I'll warn and turn around and run. I don't want to be mud under the wheels of those tanks, and my little Pony is still at home waiting for me to come home and tell him stories. "Saxon soldiers have intelligence channels.

Although there have always been French planes flying "camels" in the sky to drive out the Germans, there are always some places that cannot be taken care of. The circuitous route of Chen Kangjian's armored troops was beyond the cover range of the "camels", and it was normal for them to be discovered by German reconnaissance planes, after all, it was impossible for such a large force to be completely hidden.

The war had been going on for three years, many people were exhausted, and a large number of soldiers in the German army had fled, even if they stayed for honor, and many had lost the spirit of sacrifice. To stop the war, this is the desire of many people, only those who initiate the war do not want to stop, because their desire has not been satisfied.

Many people are unfamiliar with the "tank", a new thing born last year, and out of inertial thinking, Saxon soldiers believe that tanks are driven by wheels. This is not inherently true, but not quite accurate, if a Saxon soldier turns into mud, not under the wheels, but under the tracks.

"Is he cute?" The Prussian soldier's face was gentle, perhaps remembering his own "little Marco" in his own home.

"It's so cute, I have a picture of him on me......" Speaking of the little guy, the Saxon soldier was in high spirits, and he began to rummage through the photos on his body with a cigarette in his mouth, wanting to share his happiness with his companion who had just met.

No matter what time it is, children are the hope of the future and the pillar of their parents' hearts. Just remembering that someone in some corner of the world is thinking about you wholeheartedly, tenderness will replace the harsh reality, enough to make people forget about the unpleasant things.

"What sound?" The Prussian soldiers were on high alert.

There was a "rumbling" sound in the distance, like thunder, as if it was wind, or some kind of car engine.

"Whatever, as long as it's not a Chinese tank coming, it has nothing to do with us, just this ghost weather, it's not easy for the Chinese to come over, they may still be struggling in the mud now." The Saxon soldiers didn't care.

Just as the Saxon soldiers had finished speaking, a behemoth made of steel suddenly appeared at the corner of the mountain road, and the reason why it was said to be steel was because even from such a distance, the two soldiers could still clearly see the thick muzzle of the cannon with a metallic luster, facing this small outpost.

"Frank...... Tank. The Saxon soldiers were dumbfounded, and the legendary crow's beak was like that.

Since the advent of tanks, the Germans have printed pamphlets about this new weapon of warfare, and at the same time popularized a little bit of counter-tank methods by the way. In the previous spring offensive of the French, the Renault FT-17 was already on the battlefield, so it was not a secret to the Germans that the French FT-17 was not a secret.

"Run, he's going to shoot!" The Prussian soldiers gave warning, then rushed out of the post.

"Damn it, wait for me!" Not to be outdone, the Saxon soldiers did not forget to stuff the picture back into their pockets as they ran.

Perhaps it was his action that caused a misunderstanding of the tank on the opposite side, only to see a ball of flame suddenly erupt from the muzzle of the tank on the opposite side, and the entire body of the tank was shaken, and then the small post burst open.

"Be careful!" The Saxon soldiers did not forget their comrades at the critical moment, and flew down the Prussian soldiers while warning them.

Rumble......

Strong air currents, deafening sounds, debris and muddy water in the sky, the brutality and ferocity of the tank were vividly displayed.

"Hey, how are you?" The Prussian soldier threw away the rifle in his hand, straightened the helmet that was already crooked on his head, and shouted as he hugged the Saxon soldier with his pale face and closed eyes.

"Hey, wake up, your little Mark is still waiting for you......" The Prussian soldier was anxious to wake up the unconscious Saxon soldier, unaware that the tank on the opposite side had driven in front of him.

"Stop, please stop." Seeing that the muddy tracks had arrived in front of him, the Prussian soldier half-knelt on the ground, hugged the Saxon soldier in his arms, raised his hand and stretched out in the direction of the track, trying to resist the tracks that were getting closer and closer.

Comrade-in-arms, the meaning of this word is that when you are in danger, I can save you with all my might, and when the track is about to run over you, I will stand in the way.

Even if it can't be stopped!

Almost ready to roll on, the tank finally stopped, and the cold and muddy tracks had already touched the fingertips of the Prussian soldiers.

"Hey, which unit are you from? Now you are our captives! Chen Kangjian stood up on the turret, with excitement and anticipation on his face.

"Get out of the way, or I'll run over you." Chen Kangjian can't wait.

"Yes, sir." The Prussian soldiers were obedient.

It's no surprise that Germans speak French, just as many French people also know German. The war between France and Germany has been fought for hundreds of years since the 15th century, and they are very familiar with each other, some people say that "the one who knows you best is your enemy", as a feud, the people of France and Germany know each other's countries very well, especially the language and culture.

"Disarm them, let them stay on the side of the road, and surrender to the troops behind, these two guys are very righteous, don't kill them!" Chen Kangjian gave an order to the accompanying infantry who followed the tank, and then vigorously slapped the turret: "Forward!" Panzers, forward! ”

"Panzers, forward!" This is the slogan of the armored forces of the 1st Division.

(To be continued.) )