[[[CP|W:250|H:190|A:L|U:://file2./er/201011/8/1745432634248353085146550524251.jg]]]] That night, a dozen newcomers who had just turned into fighters collectively lost sleep, but life has to go on, and if you don't want to be ravaged by it, you have to find a way to become strong and pass on the tragedy (at least in this book, there is no such possibility, laugh wildly). After experiencing the tragic baptism of the soul, Lancer did not arrange any tasks for a dozen new children the next day, but this new ding consciously began to run in the morning with the old birds, as well as various exercises to strengthen the body, and there was no need for the supervision and spur of Uncle 4 and Beiniang (Beiniang: How can you be so uncute, our big axe is going to be hungry again).

And in the next few days, Lancer took the initiative to strengthen the intensity of daily exercises, although a dozen of the newcomers are not authentic real otaku, but they are also tired like dogs, every night, they eat dinner and fall asleep (pigs...... However, as veterans who are also rookies, they also understand their reaction, and they are very surprised that they can now consciously go for a morning run with them every morning (the veterans were reluctant to get up from bed under the 'affectionate' prompting of Jonsson's sons), and because the supply of the German army is now quite smooth, and with the excellent table Xiàn before, the German logistics department selectively ignored the consumption of nearly 1,000 rounds of ammunition per day by a dozen otaku.

I have to admit that the strong adaptability of the human body, as well as the potential to burst out in adversity, at least the gap between newcomers and veterans is rapidly narrowing, but veterans have only undergone less than two months of intensive assault training, and the gap between them is not an insurmountable gap.

"Boss! There's someone up there! The goblin, who was on guard, ran over and stopped Lancer, who was leading the team for a run.

"What?" Lancer was a little strange, "Who?" You won't say that there are reinforcements coming, right? (Nai's brain structure is rather peculiar)

"Forehead, boss, you're thinking too much, it seems to be from the battalion headquarters, I saw a sidecar motorcycle!" The goblin said this, because he had seen the battalion commander like to make sidecar motorcycles and run around before, so the goblin judged so. (What about the motorized infantry battalion...... ）

"Check it out!" Lancer grabbed his coat and had to pay attention to it, although it was more unkempt than a man, but if he met a very particular one, it would be over! Buckled up, Lancer trotted a few steps after the goblin, a tall German Hans stood on the side of a BMW R75 sidecar, a G34 leaned on the sidecar, and the driver of the motorcycle sat on the motorcycle, carrying a 98 rifle.

"Battalion commander!" Lancer saluted the captain battalion commander who had told him that he had canned food. (Nai's brain structure is not magical...... ）

"Sergeant Lancer! Because of the excellent table of your ministry before! You've been promoted, and now you're a second lieutenant! Lancer's immediate boss, a certain battalion commander, came over and patted Lancer on the shoulder, looking very affectionate.

"Well, what does that mean, my captain?" Lancer Lancer didn't feel any excitement, shrugged, according to the usual game plot habits, generally speaking, promotion means damn increase in difficulty, really, we don't expect a general to come out in the Third Reich, so is there a difference between a sergeant and a second lieutenant or something?

"Haha...... You guy, you're still not satisfied, do you know, the division commander came to inspect you a few days ago, and planned to personally promote you to the military rank, but what, the little you did a few days ago is really a bit out of the table, huh? Although, I can understand that those supplementary soldiers that the country gave you are indeed well...... How to say it. The battalion commander hesitated for a moment, as if he was worried that Lancer would be hit, or he didn't want to complain about some situation in the country, so he chose the word, "It's not like a group of soldiers who have received any formal military training, I don't know when such soldiers will be allowed to go to the battlefield in China, this is an irresponsible crime!" The battalion commander shrugged helplessly, he hadn't said yet, the cross that was originally intended to be awarded directly to Lancer was canceled by the division commander, and the matter of killing prisoners on the battlefield can be big or small, but the plot is definitely quite strict......

"What's the solution?" Lancer smiled, "Since they are already my soldiers, I must ensure their survival as much as possible!" Lancer swallowed the second half of the sentence Yes and these guys are all worth as much as mine, they have already run naked to this hellish place, if you don't try to get a little more points to go back to strengthen the team, the last plot was a coincidence, it's luck, the team that has been actually wiped out by the vampire can still have such good shit luck, barely let yourself come back alive, can you still guarantee that you have such good luck in the next mission? Lancer is not in the mood to gamble on this kind of thing, fate still has to be grasped in his own hands to be more stable, and the taste of death is indeed not so pleasant, so let them become as strong as possible, and there is no choice to take some radical means.

"Haha...... It's a blessing to have a boss like you. The battalion commander patted Lancer on the shoulder, took the cigarette that Lancer handed over, took two puffs of the match Lancer lit, and then took it off his mouth and looked at it, "Huh? Where did you get the American goods? ”

"Among the corpses of the Soviets, a political commissar." Lancer shrugged, a few days later, although the otaku sent a large amount of materials to the bottomless pit of the division headquarters material station, but most of them still have a little private collection as a souvenir, such as FF's silver wine jug, such as the Stalin statue of Beiniang, the red book of Uncle 4, the heavy otaku and the vodka collected by AB, etc., and Lancer, a guy who doesn't smoke, I don't know why, collected a few packs of American cigarettes, and occasionally after the battle, he would take them out to relieve the pressure of the otaku who were not smokers......

"Ha, that's good! Anything else? Lancer rolled his eyes, and the battalion commander ...... It's a bribe from Hongguoguo! However, Lancer did not say much, took out the remaining half bag from his jacket pocket and threw it to the battalion commander.

"Well, Second Lieutenant Lancer, I should have told you before, you will be dropped into the offensive sequence of the attack on the Soviet Stalingrad tractor plant, I think I had better remind you to think of a way to deal with Soviet tanks! You know, the tanks of the Soviets, well, have a big advantage over the tanks of the Reich in some respects. The battalion commander, who had carefully put away the half-pack of camels, turned his head and gave Lancer a jian.

"Huh? Why embankment tanks? Isn't the advantage of a street fighting tank not great! (It's true that the advantage is not great, that is, relatively speaking, in the late autumn of 1942, when there were no anti-tank missiles and bazookas, a dozen infantry met a tank, no matter how good the street fighting was, the tragedy was definitely not the tank...... Lancer looked at the battalion commander with some strange eyes.

"Huh? Street fighting tanks have no advantage? Well, perhaps. However, you will not be unaware that the Stalingrad Tractor Plant was one of the largest tank factories in the USSR, right? "The battalion commander thought about it for a while, it seems that the street fighting tank is affected by the building, and the elevation angle of the tank gun is limited, and the howitzer is not particularly threatening to the building (don't pull the V2's 152mm gun. That's a tragedy), the power is indeed a little worse than the field (almost true, but the otaku don't even have an iron fist...... ）。

“…… I really don't know yet......" Lanser was stunned for a moment, well, this difficulty is increased, the evil B, not even an anti-tank bazooka! Do you want Lao Tzu to take a machine gun and go to the tank alone? Wouldn't it be much easier to drop a thunderbolt and kill all the otaku! "Okay, battalion commander, do you have anything good to build?"

"For now, I don't really have anything better than cocktail bottles and cluster grenades! However, I remember that the division headquarters attacked from the flank of the tractor factory, but it was driven out, and a lot of anti-tank guns were thrown there, and if you were lucky, you found one. The battalion commander shrugged, Lancer this guy was bold, he had approached the artillery fire before, and according to the later judgment of the division headquarters, he killed nearly an entire brigade of the Soviets, and the Soviets mobilized to shoot their artillery coordinates were discovered by the Germans, and they quickly counterattacked, judging from the aerial reconnaissance, it seems that the shells stacked near the gun emplacements of the other side exploded, and a dozen heavy artillery pieces were finished, so their contribution cannot be said to be insignificant! But this guy doesn't even know this almost common sense thing, it's a little strange, with questions, but maybe when the military intelligence was reported, this guy fell asleep and deserted alive, who knows? The battalion commander said hello to Lancer and left.

"Tank factory...... Damn ...... "Speaking of the tank factory in Stalingrad, Lancer suddenly remembered an allusion, the Soviet Union created one of the miracles in the history of war, Stalingrad was surrounded by the German army, and even most of the cities were under the control of the German army at the most dangerous moment, this is such a situation, the Soviet tank factory in Stalingrad did not stop the production of tanks, and the tanks produced did not even have time to be painted, so they were driven directly to the battlefield by the factory workers, and, The model they produced was the T34, a tank that won victory for the Soviet Union......

"What a tragic situation beyond words!" Suddenly realized that he was going to attack the Soviet tank factory, and even the other side would continue to drive T34, Lancer felt that his scalp was bursting with bursts, and he didn't know what the configuration of the attacking team on his side was, if it was really a tragedy, after the battle began, should he find a place to shrink, and then wait for the Germans to retreat and run out together, Lancer began to think about this problem strictly.

P: Everyone, get ready to cheer...... The era of the tragedy of the infantry is coming......