On the fourth day of the offensive, Otto? The Carley Woods crew finally received the same order as the rest of the reorganized crews.

Can you read the order Otto? Carly Woods was dumbfounded.

"What's wrong?" Kosher frowned, asked curiously, and without waiting for Otto to answer, he grabbed the paper with the order written on it, and read the order aloud, "Order your team to go to Krasznik immediately, report to Colonel Kokhoffmann, the special propaganda colonel stationed there, and assist the colonel in completing the propaganda mission?" ”

Kosher and the rest of the crew looked at each other, and suddenly Kosher burst out laughing, "Hey, we're going to be heroes!" ”

The others laughed happily and patted each other on the shoulders.

Otto looked at Kosher blankly: "But why?" We're just doing our part, and they're doing what we've done with other crews. ”

"Oh no, believe me, no vehicle crew dared to assault the enemy's heavily fortified town core on a single vehicle, and also helped the infantry to overcome it." Kosher put his arm around Otto's shoulders, "It's true that modesty is a Sino-American virtue, but you still have to be proud when you should be proud, right?" ”

"I think we did something super that night—that word, the Chinese word that Mr. Lin likes to use......" said the cook, looking for help from the others.

Link replied to him, "NIUBI! ”

"yes,, that's what I thought that night, we did something super awesome."

"For the brave Captain Pee!" Kosher held up the military iron cup with coffee in his hand, and the other four immediately responded, even Yurian, who usually didn't make much trouble with everyone.

Otto had a helpless expression, he was used to being said to be Peewee - anyway, everyone said it was a joke now, and there was no malice at all.

At this moment an officer of the repair battalion walked past the crowd with a bulging bag, looked at Otto, then stopped to open the bag, and took out a piece of newspaper from the whole bag and looked at it.

"Otto? Carley Woods? The officer asked.

"Yes, sir." Otto straightened up, raised his head and saluted the officer.

"Oh no, no, don't, I'll be embarrassed." The officer hurriedly said, and then with a smile on his face, he handed Otto the newspaper and a pen he had drawn out, "Please sign it, my little nephew will like it." ”

Otto took the newspaper with an inexplicable face, only to find that the front page of the newspaper was pasted with a photo of the non-commissioned officer card he had taken when he enlisted, and the number and logo of the armored replenishment battalion could be clearly seen on the rank.

Above his bust is the largest headline: Battle hero Otto Kali Woods and his chariot terrified the Russian army.

"Uh......" Otto scratched his head, and finally resisted the officer's urging gaze, and signed his name under his photo. When he returned the newspaper and pen to the officer, Otto said, "Can you leave us a copy of the newspaper?" ”

"Of course, in fact, these newspapers were meant to be distributed to soldiers on the front line." After saying this, the officer stuffed Otto with a newspaper still smelling of ink, and then saluted him, and then turned and left satisfied.

Otto lowered his head and began to read the newspaper headlines, and his crew gathered behind him, stretching their necks - well, Otto was short, so they didn't have to stretch their necks to see the contents of the newspaper over Otto's shoulders.

The article on the front page describes Otto's night assault on the enemy forces that night, but the details are very different from Otto's memory.

"Did we hit the last enemy vehicle that night when we ran out of ammunition?" Kosher asked his companions, "Why is it so different from my memory?" ”

"After all, the reporter didn't see how we fought," the cook shrugged, then stretched out his thick hairy arm over Otto's shoulder and pointed to a passage in the newspaper, "Look here, after abandoning the car, our Otto duel with the enemy's commander, do you know what the battlefield is like, the sky is full of bullets whizzing, and all the gentleman complexes are beaten to a pulp." ”

"What's more," Koschel immediately picked up, "and finally Otto accepted a kiss from a Polish girl after his victory......"

Kosher poked Otto in the waist with his elbow: "It's not easy, we don't know when we caught the Polish girl." ”

"Come on, we've been following the armored maintenance unit since we came out of that village, and we haven't even seen a Pole along the way, where can I hook up with the girl? Could it be a witch who lives in the forest? Otto looked speechless, and said helplessly, "Maybe the Polish girl in the journalists' minds still lives in the candy house." ”

"Maybe she's not a witch," Link took a long sip of the wine from the bottle, "maybe she's a wolf-turned-girl, just waiting for you to whine and eat you when you relax!" Hahahaha! ”

Everyone burst into laughter, and Otto himself was laughing.

After finally stopping his laughter, Otto coughed a few times, cleared his throat and drew everyone's attention to his side.

"Well, an order is an order after all, Kraszynik is twenty kilometers away from here, seeing that this order is for us to drive the chariot, now immediately check the condition of the chariot, replenish fuel and lubricants, and remember to fill up the shells. We're ready to go, and if we're fast, we'll probably be able to get to Krašnik before dark. It was not the same as this small village in the middle of nowhere, and I thought it would allow us to take a good shower and sleep in a covered house. ”

"Oh, that's great," said Link, wiping his mouth as he drained the bottle of wine, "I'm almost tired of sleeping in a chariot. ”

Theoretically, there is no fire in the chariot, so now in October, the chariot must be freezing to death, and the armored soldiers must go outside to set up tents around the campfire when they sleep. But now it seems that no armored soldier follows the rigid discipline, and it has become the norm to use an iron bucket to light a fire in the vehicle and then sleep in the vehicle.

The benefits of this are obvious, and the chariot still has the function of sheltering from the wind and snow.

As soon as Otto's order was given, the group of people immediately moved, and soon their cars were ready and set out on the road to Krašnik.

The combat vehicle roared out of the outpost maintenance base established by the maintenance battalion, and when it left, it happened to run into a team of ten **** trucks full of ammunition and supplies.

"I'm sorry for you to give me a temporary guard!" In the jeep, which was tasked with guiding the convoy of trucks, an officer shouted to Otto.

"No problem!" Otto also opened his throat and shouted, "But we drive slowly, if you don't dislike it." ”

"Our little jeep can drive very fast on this road," the officer's voice drifted into the wind, "but not a ten-wheeled truck with a load, and you will have to trouble hauling it out if a car gets stuck in it." ”

"Leave it to us." As soon as Otto finished speaking, he saw white snowflakes begin to fall in the sky.

"Holy," muttered Koscher, who was standing on the back of the vehicle's bonnet, "and the snow has fallen early enough this year." ”

"It seems to snow all the time in southern Poland," Otto shrugged, "and I don't know much about the climate being different from Germany and northern Poland." Anyway, the Carpathians, south of our current location, should be about to be covered by heavy snow at this time. ”

"No wonder they rushed to replenish our winter clothes before the attack." Kosher smacked his lips, "I just hope that the snow won't be so heavy that it will affect the advance of the troops." Did you know that the Russians would be very fierce in the snow, and Napoleon's defeat was the defeat of the so-called Winter General. ”

Otto shrugged his shoulders and did not answer Koscher's words.

The rest of the journey was a rough ride, but by the time they reached Krašnik, it was already completely dark, as Otto had to help several trucks with wheels stuck in the mud to get out of trouble.

Krašnik was a bustling logistical supply center, the not-so-small town was full of German vehicles, hurried German heralds and staff officers could be seen everywhere, and war supplies were piled up in almost every open space in the town.

Otto said goodbye to the caravan outside the city, and then drove into the city, only to be stopped by a gendarme with silver chest locks shortly after entering the city.

"Hey, you can't bring the chariot in! Don't you see that the traffic in the city is about to collapse with cars? We even had to divert just passing vehicles to the makeshift road outside! If you drive this big, bulky guy in, you're going to cause a traffic jam in the air. ”

"But we were ordered to report to Colonel Hoffman of the Special Publicity Section." Otto looked embarrassed and said, "The order looks like we are going to report with our chariots." ”

"Colonel Hoffman is in the noble manor in the west of the city, you should turn around and leave the city immediately, and then cross the small river that I don't know what the name is, and see the manor."

"Okay." As soon as Otto finished speaking, a horn sounded behind him, followed by the entire traffic behind them, and someone shouted: "Damn armored soldiers, get out of the way!" Chariots shouldn't be allowed to approach the city! ”

Otto blushed a little, and he gave the order for Link to drive the chariot to the side of the road, then smashed a low wall over the Poles' yard, drove to a side path, and then turned the car and drove out of the city.

The aristocratic manor of the gendarmes was not hard to find, but on the way to the manor, Otto saw the body of a girl hanging from a tree, swaying in the wind. The girl wore a fast sign around her neck with something written in Russian.

"What's going on?" Kosher looked at the girl's corpse, his brow furrowed.

Otto could only shrug his shoulders, indicating that he didn't know.