In the "wild boar" woods, on the highland slope towards the Oren River, the "Great Iron Leopard" chariot under Zhong Yi's seat is spitting large puffs of black smoke, running over the corpses and branches and leaves all over the ground, passing through the charred black remnants of the trees, crossing the criss-crossing trenches and large and small craters, shaking and roaring to crawl to the top of the slope.

The smoke screen had long since cleared, and behind a shallow ditch more than 100 meters from the top of the slope, hundreds of "Luo Luo" half-track armored personnel carriers were unfurled.

The 60-mm mortars of the company and the 80-mm mortars of the battalion were erected in twos and threes between the formations, and the high muzzles of the guns spewed out faint artillery flames one after another at an extremely high frequency.

In front of the mortar position, in the winding ridge of the slope, the silhouettes of combat vehicles and armored personnel carriers stood still like oil paintings in the morning light of the east.

Between the smoking, burning, or superficially invisiblely damaged steel wreckage, small groups of machine gunners and gunners braved the fire, carrying heavy 13mm anti-aircraft machine guns and 7.92mm water-cooled heavy machine guns, or 75 with pneumatic rubber tires

The millimeter short-barreled infantry gun and the 37-mm long-barreled combat defense gun were pushed and pulled forward.

Zhong Yi stood on the top of the conning tower and stood half of his seat, the muffled sound of mortar fire beside him striking his eardrums, and the metallic trilling of the barrel even drowned out the mechanical noise of the chariot underfoot.

The chariot continued to move forward, passing through the "Luo Luo" car formation and mortar positions, hurried past the busy machine gunners and gunners, roared and drove up the hill, turning over the ridge Zhong Yi only felt that the front of the car sank, and the whole person pounced forward, fortunately his hands supported the edge of the conning tower in time, otherwise he was afraid that he would be thrown out of the car by the huge habitual xìng.

Before Zhong Yi could come back to his senses, the chariot had already begun to accelerate along the slope: in front of him was a dense forest that obscured all vision, and the wreckage of the vehicle that was instantly unrecognizable passed between the cracks of the trees, and the messy tracks were staggered between the sturdy trunks.

Running over the broken trees and the crooked bushes, another group of "Luo Luo" belonging to the armored infantry company appeared in front of Zhong Yi, and the "Fire Wolf" self-propelled infantry guns with big heads in the middle, and further ahead, the dismounted infantry armed with semi-automatic rifles, light machine guns and grenadiers on their shoulders were leaping forward undulatingly.

The sound of gunfire suddenly intensified here, and the stray bullets clanged on the body of the car, and Yi hurriedly retracted and closed the top cover.

From the vehicle-mounted machine gun constantly spewing out tongues of fire "Luo Luo" and the barrel of the "fire wolf" from time to time quickly passed, and then pressed the horn to blast away the infantry in the way, Zhong Yi's car finally stopped in front of a group of obstacles composed of trenches, wooden bars and slope dams, from the periscope, Zhong Yi immediately recognized that the friendly combat vehicles on both sides were firing fiercely at the side of the obstacle line was the second combat vehicle of the same battalion

Even the "Iron Cat".

"Green onions, green onions, I'm jujube, I'm jujube, please reply."

Zhong Yi began to shout through the radio in the camp channel, before climbing over the top of the slope, he also called the deputy company commander's car and the battalion commander Fu Liang's car many times, but there was no response, although it is possible to contact now, but since Wang Buwu's company is close at hand, it is not wrong to greet first.

After a blind sound of "hiss", accompanied by the sound of intermittent machine gun fire, Wang Buwu's hoarse reply came from the earphones: "Jujube, jujube, I am green onion, I am green onion, where are you?" ”

"I'm in your company, the second row on the left and the third row on the right, where are you?"

"I'm on the left of the second row, and yours is on my left."

Zhong Yi breathed a sigh of relief: "Understand, what is the situation now?" ”

"The reconnaissance team is finding a way, and the engineering team is breaking down the barriers......,.........。"

A seemingly majestic voice interjected in the middle of the cold: "Company Commander Zhong, you have finally returned to the team." ”

Don't think about it, it was the battalion commander Fu Liang who interjected.

"Dazao returned to the team and asked to take over the command of the company."

"Agree that you take the command... Your deputy company commander lost contact five minutes ago, and your company is now under the command of Deputy Company Commander Lian. ”

"Understood, please instruct the mission."

"The enemy is retreating, and the task of our battalion is to suppress fire in the direction of the attack, disrupt enemy movements, and support the operations of our reconnaissance and engineering detachments."

"Da Gu received it, and executed it immediately."

After confirming the order, Zhong Yi followed Wang Buwu's previous prompt, commanded the car back to the middle of his company, and before he could take a breath, new troubles followed: there was a problem with the radio station, and he could only listen and not send messages.

Before departure, each "Iron Cat" chariot company was equipped with a short radio station of the "Zhantong No. 2" only in the company commander and deputy company commander's seat, and the distance of voice communication when stopping was no more than 500 meters, and the distance of telephone communication was not more than 5 kilometers. The other vehicles were only equipped with the "Zhanxun-1" receiver, which could listen to voice signals within 500 meters, but could not send signals.

The deputy company commander's car has lost contact before, and now his own car has also lost its radio command ability.

Zhong Yi was angry and anxious, urging the communicator under his feet to carry out maintenance through the wired phone in the car, while grabbing the hand flag under his buttocks and lifting the top cover of the command tower.

With stray bullets whistling overhead and clanging all around, Zhong Yi knew that he was taking a risk, but he wouldn't back down.

In fact, he would have liked to know that there were still a few available vehicles in the Benlian, and it was difficult to confirm this through the periscope.

Drilling out of the tall and thick conning tower wall, the view suddenly opens up: through the winding barrier line, the silhouette of machine guns, gun carriages and chariots covered with branches can be faintly seen in the bushes opposite, and faint gunfire and cannon fire flicker in the middle.

To the left and right are the "Iron Leopard" chariots that cannot be seen at a glance, a line spreads, machine guns neigh, artillery roars, and countless bullet marks burrow into the depths of the opposite woods, as if the rays of the sunset are swallowed up by the night.

Zhong Yi stood still on the captain's seat suspended on the right side of the turret, and quickly confirmed the current strength of the company: there were still two in the first row, three each in the second and third rows, and with his own cars, there were still nine of the fourteen "Iron Cats" available at the time of the company's attack.

Waving his arm, Zhong Yi waved the flag signal to each platoon: "Follow me in the first battle sequence." ”

The first time, there was no response, and Zhong Yi clearly felt that the whistling sound of bullets around him was getting denser and denser.

The second time, there was still no response, and there was a dull sound from the cannon shield, and something jumped in front of Zhong Yi's nose.

Third time!.