Honestly, the Mark IV had many problems, but that didn't stop it from being a shining boy in World War I, especially on a battlefield with difficult terrain.

"Start the engine! John! Captain Edward Kenway shouted.

"Yes, sir!" The driver, sitting at the front of the tank, shook the crossbar in front of him violently, and then the transverse engine in the middle of the tank began to roar, and several pistons began to move back and forth, and a steady stream of power was transmitted through the two transmissions in the rear, and then after a shock, the 28-ton behemoth with two 57 guns and four Hatch Chase machine guns began to move slowly.

"Keep up the speed, let's wait for the order!" The captain pushed open the observation window on the top of the tank, and there was a real shot on the horizon in the distance.

"Sir, what happened, why did you suddenly attack?" The loader of the 57 gun on the right asked curiously.

"I don't know, but I have a feeling that we can have a big breakthrough today!"

"Hey, Edward, it's in the gods again!" Another Mark tank drove up, and a commander in a military cap and jacket peeked out of the observation window behind the Mark, laughing.

"Shut up! Bakyan, if you don't speak, no one will make you dumb! Captain Edward angrily pushed his big-brimmed hat, and then said, "Why, you didn't have a nightmare today?" ”

"Nightmare? I've done it every day since the Battle of the Somme, but you're right, it's the end of the day, so for me, the nightmare ends today! The tank commander, known as Bakyan, said and took a small flask from his pocket and took a sip of whiskey.

"Dudu ......" Along with the sound of gunfire, there was a more intense shouting of killing and the whistle of the officer.

"The order is here, good luck, Bakyan!"

"Of course, brother, we'll see you in another world!"

More than a dozen Mark tanks slowly lined up, and when the second whistle blew, Captain Edward Kenway's Black Beth took the lead and opened the bunker.

"Wow, sir, do we have any immortals here?" The driver, Johan, saw that on the battlefield filled with gunsmoke, two of his own men were resisting the artillery attack from the German army.

"Don't worry about anything else, go and support them!"

"Reloaded!"

"Stop, fire!"

The dark-colored Black Bess did not attract much attention on the noisy battlefield, so the two 57 guns easily cut off four or five firing points, and only then did the Germans wake up from a dream.

"Attack the tank, attack the tank!" The field artillerymen who had just aimed their guns at Fisher had to shout and turn the cannons, and by this time, Fisher and Diana had already entered the German trenches.

"Death to the master!" Fisher grabbed the bayonet-mounted rifle and stabbed an officer in a pointed helmet to death, then released the rifle and pulled out the revolver on his chest and Ruger at his waist.

In a narrow trench, a short pistol is always more powerful than a long rifle.

After the snapping burst, there were no living people in the trenches near Fisher.

Then Fisher pulled out the one-handed hammer that Paradise Island had made for him, picked up a grenade bag at his foot with his left hand, and rushed deeper into the trench.

Wearing goggles and wearing iron armor on his chest, Fisher's peculiar dress scared the Germans first, and the tiger and tiger war hammer smashed even the people with guns, not to mention the helmet, a German ** officer was still trying to shout for the reservists to push out more Makqin machine guns, and then smashed a hammer from behind, directly sending the officer several meters away, and before the Makqin and the shooters could react, the smoke-emitting grenades fell at their feet.

After the two fierce men who were related to God rushed into the trenches and engaged with the ordinary German ** team, the formation of the Germans was stirred into a pot of porridge, especially when Fisher carried 1895 and dropped smoke bombs from time to time, and then stared specifically at the officers, the Germans soon fell into a mess because the soldiers could not find the officers.

As for Diana, she was even more brave, whether it was a machine gun or a rifle, she couldn't stop the sword and shield in her hand at all, and even the barrel of a field gun was cut off by her with a shield.

"Retreat, retreat!" The frightened German army was like the Japanese army seeing Yan Shuangying in the anti-Japanese drama at this moment, leaving corpses all over the ground and preparing to retreat, but at this time the coalition forces had already pounced, and the two sides directly entered a fierce white-knuckle battle, and they couldn't withdraw at all if they wanted to.

"Diana, follow the tank, follow the tank!" After joining up with his Anzac, Fisher found Diana, who was actually a minion, and the German headquarters was still in the town behind the trenches, where the enslaved Belgian civilians and a bunch of high-ranking commanders were there.

"No, they're too slow, I'll go first!" Diana glanced at the tanks that were still crossing the trench, shook her head, and then jumped to her feet and rushed to the rear of the battle line.

"Damn, keep up, keep up!" Fisher grabbed Steve by the collar and pulled him off the ground.

"Can you still fight?"

"Of course!"

After gathering a small force of troops, Fisher called Edward's tank company, and the two sides joined forces and advanced towards the town.

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"Counterattack, counterattack, the position must be taken back!" The German division commander was in a cold sweat at the moment, knowing that the army commander was not far behind him, and if he was broken through by the coalition forces all the way, the division commander would not dare to think about it.

"What about the tanks, give me our tanks, Pyro, and Storm Commando, we must take back the position immediately!"

In desperation, the Germans mobilized all available manpower, including the lightly wounded and logistical personnel in the hospital, as well as several German-developed 7 tanks and captured British Mark tanks, and launched a counterattack against the Allied forces outside the town.

"Enemy tanks! Fire! "On the narrow road outside the town, Edward Kenway's company and the German armored forces collided head-on.

“r！” The 57 gun on the right was the first to fire, firing a semi-armor-piercing projectile that accurately hit the frontal armor of the 7.

"Dang!" With a crisp crash, a cloud of sparks exploded, and then the unscathed 7 slowly opened out of the smoke.

"Reload, quick!"

Rumble! Another cannon rang out, but this time it was not a British gun, but a 7 gun of 57, and this shell accurately hit a British mark, piercing it.

"No!" Seeing the thick black smoke coming out of the Mark, the remaining British tanks invariably opened fire again, and a fierce exchange began.

After a tragic exchange, only four Marks remained, including Captain Edward Kenway's Black Beth, on the British side, while the Germans still had two 7's and one Mark tank.

"Turn left, turn left! Bakyan, we can't hit them head-on, attack their flanks! A roaring Edward waved the flag at the friendly troops, and the British began to divide in two ways, with tanks breaking down the town's walls and houses in an attempt to outflank them.

"Steve, you go help Diana, give me that mark!" Fisher picked up a 1918 anti-tank rifle from the corpse and nimbly shuttled through the alley, dodging the machine-gun fire of the Mark tank, and finally found a favorable firing position.

"Bang!" The 13-caliber semi-flanged bottle shell easily pierced Mark's back armor, and the fragmented shrapnel killed the loader while he was loading the shell, scratched the shooter's face, and blew the Mark's engine.

The frightened German armored soldiers had just pushed open the escape door and were about to run away, when Fisher, who had changed his bullets, fired another shot.

The explosion of blood mist made the remaining German soldiers walk on thin ice, and they did not stay until the commander trembled and took out the white flag from his pocket, stretched out the car and shook it, and the rest of the personnel breathed a sigh of relief.

After getting the Mark, Fisher hurried to help the remaining British tanks.

"There's one left, Beth, good girl, hold on!" Captain Edward touched the hot engine next to his hand, his eyes were full of pleading, and the driver John was driving out with all his might, trying to avoid the group of chasing 7s in the rear, just after their four tanks had killed one 7 at the cost of losing two, and now only Bakyan and Edward were left against the last 7.

"Sir, we're out of the way!" The driver, who was running the tank all the way, suddenly shouted.

"Damn it!" In front of Black Beth was a stone brick warehouse, and her horsepower was simply not enough to propel the building.

"Reverse, reverse!"

"Enemy tanks!"

"No!" Captain Edward looked at the 7 who was turning behind him, and roared unwillingly, and the two shooters also tried hard to pull back the muzzle of the gun, trying to fight to the death.

Seeing that Black Beth was about to be destroyed, Bakjan's Mark suddenly crashed through the wall and crashed into 7.

The two behemoths wailed at the same time, but the result was tragic for Bakyan, whose tank broke one of its tracks and killed two of its members.

"Bakyan, get out of here!" Edward's eyes were furious at the sight of 7 trying to gain range by reversing, but instead of listening to him, Bakyan got out of the tank, raised his pistol, and shot at 7.

And in response to him, it was the fireworks of the 57 naval guns.

"Shoot, shoot!" Black Beth, who had no time to grieve, roared again, this time with 57 shells she fired, piercing 7 and killing four or five members.

"Quick, keep loading!"

This time 7 and Black Beth fired at the same time, and the two sides pierced each other again.

"John? John? Captain Edward, covered in blood, struggled to get up from his seat, only to see the tragic death of the occupants of the car, the driver's head sliced off by shrapnel, the two gunners were shot in the back, and he himself had a finger and half of his leg cut off.

"Good girl, thank you!" Colonel Edward stretched out his intact hand, stroked Black Beth's hot engine, and pulled out his self-defense revolver.

"Come on, Germans, I'm not going to let this tank fall into your hands!" Hearing German coming from outside, Captain Edward raised his pistol and aimed it at the hatch.

"Bang bang bang......" Suddenly, a fierce gunshot rang out, and then Captain Edward heard two knocks on the hatch.

"Are there any survivors in there, I'm Colonel Lawrence!"

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