Chapter 324: 324 The Girl Who Grew Up
Seeing that the special anti-tank bomb was flying towards his tank, Wren had no choice but to retreat into the turret and resign himself to fate, because no one could predict whether this bomb would penetrate the armor of the Tiger tank.
"Boom!" The entire Tiger tank shuddered, and the bomb exploded a meter away from the tank, blowing out all the spare tracks hanging from the Tiger tank's turret.
"Bastard!" Wren was dazed by the violent shaking in the hull, and the dirt kicked up by the bombs hit the hatch of the tank, and many fell into the turret, and a lot of debris hit Wren's hat, so he had to slap his hand twice.
"What the hell!" Andrei was also startled by the sudden explosion, but fortunately he held on to the handrail on one side and finally didn't hit anything.
Bruce sat on the ammunition storage box with shells on his face, not knowing what was going on: "Wren!
"Alice! Shoot well! Keep aiming at your surroundings!Fire!Fire!Fire!Fire!" Wren sat up straight, then reached out to close the hatch cover, only to be sparkled by a bullet that landed next to his palm. Wren closed the hatch and then glanced at his palm, and found that there was no injury, but a hole in the cuff that had been punched by a bullet.
"Alice, answer me quickly when you hear it! I need to make sure you're there!" Wren asked loudly with his throat intercom, "Bowman, speed up properly and adjust our position!"
"Tubu, Tutu!" The guide machine gun in front kept firing, which let Wren know that Alice was okay. He suddenly remembered the scene when he killed for the first time, and he also pulled the trigger and shot all the bullets in the gun in one go.
"Suddenly, suddenly!" Andre, who had regained his position, fired the coaxial machine gun, and the tracer bullet swept directly to the French light machine gun position over there, and soon a shooter and a French soldier with a rifle were knocked over in the trench, and by this time, the German soldiers had already rushed into the trench dug by the French army.
"Wren! Wren! French tanks are rushing out! Several S35 tanks are firing at tank No. 115!" Marcus's voice came through the headset in a hurry: "Fire to cover him!"
"Boom!" Tank No. 112 fired without the slightest hesitation. The shell hit a S35 tank that was turning, and the shell pierced through the S35's fragile side armor and burned the tank.
Soon, tank No. 115 also fired, and tongues of fire erupted from the barrel of the Leopard tank, blowing away the dust near the tank, and the huge recoil made the whole tank tremble with it. A few hundred meters away, the French tank exploded, and the turret was lifted into the sky. It seems that tank No. 115 was lucky, and hit the opponent's ammunition position with one shot, so the opponent's tank was killed by ammunition.
"Wren, the French tanks are coming out!" Marcus reminded again loudly in his headphones.
"I know! My tank is turning!" Wren replied loudly over the intercom. Then he switched channels and shouted to his crew, "Bowman! Andrey, after aiming, open fire. Bruce, second armor-piercing bullet! ready to load. β
"Boom!" As soon as the Tiger tank stopped its hull, Andrei, who had already aimed at the target, unceremoniously fired his first shell of the day.
So the shell went straight through the front armor plate of the thick-skinned French B1 tank on the opposite side, and directly exploded the tank. The 88 mm cannon was a nightmare for the French tanks, and the distance from here to that tank was at least 500 meters, but it did not affect the shells to penetrate the armor in the slightest.
The technical level of French tanks and German tanks is so different that when French tanks face German 75mm cannons with their thin armor, the feeling of powerlessness often makes French soldiers unwilling to fight.
It was a very frustrating crush, and the French tanks were more than a generation behind the Germans, if you count communications and tactics, as well as air support. It is not difficult to imagine that so far, the German army has annihilated 955 French tanks with the loss of 219 tanks, while the air force has eliminated another 412 British and French armored targets.
Of course, I just want everyone to understand the actual gap between the two sides, which can also show in disguise that the German army is not only ahead of France in technology, but also ahead in equipment. Therefore, the French tanks did not return fire, nor did they not hit the German tanks, in fact, they also used their skilled skills many times to take the lead in hitting the German tanks many times, but their tank guns were really limited and could not deal with the main Leopard tanks of the German army.
On the other hand, in the north of Belgium, the two sides fought a tragic tank battle, in which both sides lost more than 100 tanks each, and this time the French armored forces were a fair competition with the German army, so the results were also very close. In this battle, the French Air Force fought desperately to protect the air safety of the coalition forces, while most of the Germans had backward No. 3 and No. 2 tanks in their hands, so the French armored forces immediately regained their senses and played at the level they should have.
However, in northern France, most of the Germans invested in advanced Leopard tanks, and Rennes has one of the most advanced Tiger tanks in the world to date. Counting the loss of local air supremacy by the French Air Force, which had long been afraid to fight because of losses, caused the French armored forces to suffer hellish losses.
The French infantry began to surrender, and the German infantry was clearing the trenches one by one. From time to time, gunshots were heard, and the war was far from over. The German tanks covered the infantry to advance towards the city of Amiens, and the French were even more unaccustomed to street fighting than the battle-hardened Germans, and the whole battlefield once again presented a one-sided situation.
But unlike before, this time the French did not retreat, and after suffering huge losses, they still held their positions. It seems that the Allies also gave a death order for the French troops to hold Amiens. Because if Amiens was lost, then the Germans could threaten all the rear transport lines of the Allied forces in Belgium.
Entering the street fighting, it was a matter of infantry and assault guns, and Rennes's tank platoon was ordered to camp in the vicinity, responsible for protecting the German headquarters and field hospitals set up on the periphery, in fact, the French army was simply unable to fight back, and this protection work was actually a disguised holiday and rest.
For Wren, at this time today, the battle that belongs to him is over. So he poked his head out of the tank's turret, just in time to see Alice, the mechanic, get out of the body, and turn around and stare at him fiercely with a pair of big bright eyes: "You bastard! You made me a murderous demon!"
Wren nodded, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and then smiled: "Congratulations, you and we have finally become the same kind of people." β
Hearing Wren's words, Bruce grinned widely on the side.
The more she talked, the more angry Alice became, she suddenly took out the P-38 pistol on her waist and put it on Wren's head: "Do you know that I killed someone just now? I killed someone! I shot and broke their heads, and I ...... them."
"I know. Wren glanced at Alice: "You have a lot of courage, Marcus still doesn't dare to put a gun at my head." β
"Put down the gun! Alice!" As soon as Andrei got out of the turret, he saw the scene in front of him, and immediately exclaimed: "Wren......! She's excited now, don't irritate her. β
"I didn't irritate her! she's a soldier! she's a soldier to die for the FΓΌhrer! she's almost killed us all, and she's pointing a gun at me now, because I've told the truth and made her do what she's supposed to do!" Wren sneered: "Shoot! If you had the courage to shoot, there wouldn't be the dangerous scene you had today." β
"You bastard!" Alice dropped her pistol, jumped out of the tank with tears in her eyes, and ran off into the distance crying.
Wren got out of the turret, lit the cigarette in his mouth, and muttered, "Woman, it's really troublesome!"
As he spoke, he took the assault rifle out of the turret and carried it on his back, as it was his habit to carry it on his back whenever he left the tank at the front: "Bowman! Andrey! Watch the tank, Bruce, go to the battalion headquarters and get some diesel! Fill our cars with fuel." I'm going to see what kind of trouble this woman is going to cause us. β
"If I slept with her, women are so virtuous, as long as you sleep with her, she will be obedient to you!" Bruce laughed as he walked towards the battalion.
"Shut your foul mouth!Bruce!or I'll sew it up sooner or later!" Wren chased after Alice with his rifle on his back.
After walking a short distance, Wren saw Alice, she was sitting on a big rock with her legs crossed, but Wren did not walk over, but went around to the side of the stone, leaned on the stone and looked at Alice on the high place: "This is still a battlefield just now, if you don't want to die, don't sit on such a high position, the sniper will break your head." β
Alice, who had a little oily face, was already crying like a little flower cat at this moment, and when she heard Wren say this, she recalled the scene when she shot the French soldier's head just now, and immediately felt something churning in her stomach.
"I'm not here to persuade you, I'm just giving you a choice, to survive with us, or to die here now. Wren didn't know when he was already holding a knife in his hand, and asked coldly.