The driver, Fat Gotrini, was very unimpressed by Lei Rui's question, and while skillfully driving the tank, he replied: "Ray! Don't worry about this, the sky is full of our planes, those German soldiers with iron fists, in this case, on the contrary, they can't get close at all, these infantry, are our good partners! ”

In the conversation between Lei Rui and Trini, the convoy of tanks carrying infantry rumbled out of the town, and the road to the town was not bad, at least it was still roughly intact, and it could be seen that it was a road, and on both sides of the road, there was a field, a large beet field, separated by a forest in between.

This kind of terrain is very suitable for armored tanks to deploy, but in those woods, it is also very suitable for anti-tank guns to hide, even if the aircraft is low-altitude reconnaissance, it is difficult to find, and it can only be discovered by searching by infantry.

A platoon trapped in the sugar beet field, when it went to search the woods over there, was destroyed by German anti-tank guns armored vehicles, and then all the survivors were trapped there by German machine guns, unable to move, and could only wait for rescue.

"Fat brother, park here!" Warhead Don. Collier patted the tank hatch and said.

With a thud, the heavy Sherman tank stepped forward and stopped. Collier picked up the binoculars, looked around carefully, and ordered: "Get the infantry out of the car, leave me with a machine gun on the roof of the car, and hurry up!" ”

The chaotic sound came and went, and the infantry mounted on the tank jumped out of the tank one after another, leaving only the last person, standing behind the tank turret, using the 12.7mm large-caliber machine gun, after everyone got out of the car, Tang used the telescope to check the enemy situation, while picking up the microphone and giving orders to the entire tank convoy.

Fat Gotryni expertly peeked his small body out of the driver's seat, steered the Sherman tank to turn right on the spot, driving down the muddy dirt road, and into the bushes and weeds beside the road.

"Be careful! We're going to cross it! Trini shouted loudly, the bushes and weeds covered with a gentle slope and a ditch, and the Sherman tank tilted up, crossed the gentle slope, and then sank down, this bump, at least nearly 30 degrees of inclination, was not a small slope or something.

Beyond the ditch, there is a flat sugar beet field, dozens of meters ahead, several destroyed armored personnel carriers are still smoking thick smoke, the frame has been burned black, and on the ground next to it, there are some dead soldiers lying scattered, and those surviving soldiers are prostrate in the sugar beet field, not daring to get up at all.

Don loudly reminded all tank drivers: "There are our siblings on the ground, watch the road carefully!" ”

Seven tanks lined up, behind each tank, followed by two columns of infantry, one by one hunched over, carefully hiding behind the steel figure of the Sherman tank, Lei Rui used enough eyesight, the woods in front of him were more than 1,000 meters away, with dense branches and leaves, and it was impossible to see whether there were German anti-tank guns inside.

The Butan mixed squad moved forward steadily, and the soldiers who were crawling in the beet field gathered behind the tank, and just as Lei Rui was staring ahead intently, Tang's voice suddenly sounded, "L12, turn right!" There's infantry in front of you, you're going to run over them! Damn, look at the way! ”

The L12 tank is the car led by the second sergeant major Hawke, in the previous ambush battle, the second sergeant major Hawke was blown off half of his head by an iron fist rocket of the German army, and he was the only one killed in that ambush battle, and if it wasn't for Lei Rui to find the enemy attack in time and shoot decisively, the tank where the second sergeant major was located would be exploded and ignited by the iron fist, and all the crew members would be roasted alive into turkeys!

Lei Rui didn't turn his head to look, but the driver, Fat Gotrini, turned his head and glanced at it, shaking his head helplessly, as if he was a little anxious about the members of the adjacent L12 tank crew.

As soon as he crossed the position of the destroyed armored personnel carrier, the driver, Fat Gotrini, reminded Lei Rui to close the hatch.

The hatch where the co-pilot is located has a periscope on it, but the field of vision is extremely narrow, just a small window in the shape of a bar, which can move left and right, or up and down, but the amplitude is very small, which means that Lei Rui's perspective is only less than 120 degrees in front of the tank.

Laugh at!

The unique sound of the MG42 machine gun suddenly sounded, like the sound of tearing cloth, Lei Rui was no stranger to this sound, and immediately locked on the direction of the German MG42 machine gun position, in fact, the intermittent green tracer bullet trajectory has very clearly indicated the location of the German MG42 machine gun position.

The rain of bullets hit the L12 tank next to it, and the ping-pong rang out.

In the machine gun cartridge chain, there is a tracer bullet for every 5 rounds, which can indicate the trajectory of the bullet for the machine gun shooter, adjust the deviation between the landing point of the bullet and the target, and the color of the tracer bullet is different from that used by the Allies.

Da-da-da-da!

Lei Rui immediately fired back with a 7.62mm machine gun, and the trajectory of the red tracer bullet looked more convergent and concentrated than that of the German MG42 machine gun, and the battle leader Don Collier loudly indicated the direction: "1 o'clock direction, 800 yards, enemy machine gun position, saint, kill it!" ”

Other tanks also opened fire one after another, and the red rain of bullets poured down on the German MG42 machine gun position, which was instantly suppressed so that the MG42 machine gun position was extinguished and could not make a sound.

Even if the MG42 machine gun is used to hit the Sherman main battle tank, it is itchy and useless, but the German soldiers are experienced fighters, and it is impossible to make such a low-level mistake on the battlefield, they use the MG42 machine gun to hit the tank, obviously to indicate the target direction for the anti-tank guns of the rear defense line, and there is also a purpose, that is, to disperse the infantry behind the tank, and create an opportunity to destroy the tank for the iron fist anti-tank rocket launchers in their own defense line.

"On the way, ready to launch!" Warhead Don. As soon as Collier gave the order, Grady the big ass quickly loaded the cannonballs, and Saint Bode shouted as he took aim.

Rumble!

The Fury Tank paused, and the driver, Trini, immediately stopped to assist the gunner saint in aiming, and with a bang, the saint Bode fired a shot.

The beet field in front of him burst into dirt and smoke, but it seemed that it had not hit, and the saint Bode immediately shouted: "Big ass, one more shot!" ”

The cannonball that followed once again blew up countless mud, among which there was also a human body that flew into the sky. Collier saw more clearly through the binoculars and confirmed: "Well done, saint, the enemy's machine-gun positions are gone!" ”

Before the words fell, there was a bang, and a shell swept past the L12 tank like a meteor, and the call channel immediately rang out, and Binkowski shouted: "It's a stray bullet, it's okay!" ”

Warhead Don. Collier corrected: "Damn, this is a high-velocity shell from an 88mm anti-tank gun, who saw it, and where is the target?" Where is it? ”