As the terrain undulated, the Tiger tank's load-bearing wheels spun wildly. The equipment roared, and the exhaust pipe without the muffler made a banging sound because of the resonance, and the tank, which had been riddled with holes, was still running like a miracle.

"It's a shame we only have three shells!Wren! How far are we left to get into our defensive positions?" asked Bruce, who was the one who knew best how much of his tank's combat power was left, and looking at the bottomed out ammunition boxes, no one could calm down his enemies.

"Bowman, release the smoke!Andre, don't fire!" Wren stuck to his periscope and scanned his surroundings, and then ordered loudly, "Alice, how much ammunition do you have left over there?"

"Suddenly, suddenly, suddenly, suddenly!" The chain of bullets shortened little by little in Alice's hand, and finally disappeared, and after the MG42 machine gun at the front of the tank was completely silent, Alice replied, "I just ran out! I have no bullets now." ”

As she spoke, she touched the holster of the pistol hanging from her waist, in which was a pistol, a Belgian-made Browning, a cheap stamping, without any beauty at all. However, it's pretty reliable, and can provide some weak firepower at critical moments, or use it to shoot yourself in the temple.

Wren slipped the magazines of his two remaining assault rifles into his pocket, then opened a box next to him, revealing the two grenades inside, the self-destruct device used to destroy tanks in an emergency - provided you had a chance to pull down the safety bolt of the grenade.

"Ding!" A large-caliber machine gun bullet from nowhere knocked off the special new device used to emit smoke on the turret of the Tiger tank, and the jumping mine of the close-range infantry had already been used during the attack. Now the device is just a decoration, but unfortunately after it was blown away, it couldn't even be decorated.

Now Wren and the others are waiting, waiting for the moment when this tank will finally be unable to walk, everyone is waiting, waiting for the long distance that will escape like a real purgatory.

"Wren, I see you! I'm covering your left! Hurry up! There are quite a few Soviet tanks approaching around you! Oh my God! there are too many of them!" Marcus's voice rang out in the headphones, a melody that all the crew members of Tank 113 had never heard before.

"Click!" After more than 100 kilometers of devastation, and the tank tracks that challenged such extreme sports were finally overwhelmed and broken, and Wren's tank suddenly shook violently with this break, and everyone was forced to grab on to what was around them, waiting for the tank to stop completely.

The track on one side broke, the tank did not stop immediately, and after continuing to rush forward for a certain distance, it began to steer because of the non-stop movement of the track on the other side, and the majestic 88 mm cannon was thrown around, and it seemed that it had long lost its former momentum.

"Click!" Because only one side of the track remained, the gravity of the tank formed a huge torsional force, which instantly destroyed the tank track on the other side. The tank eventually shook off two tracks and then glided for some distance before leaning against a large tree and coming to a halt.

Wren was the first to sprang out of the turret, then jumped out of the turret and crouched on the hull, cautiously carrying his assault rifle and carefully searching for his way through the thick smoke. The series of shaking just now made him lose his basic direction judgment, and if he fled in the wrong direction after this meeting, he would rush headlong into the enemy's position and never come back.

At this time, the driver's hatch was lifted, and Bowman climbed out of it with difficulty, and behind Wren, Andrei had already jumped out of the tank. The bullet hit the tank's crumbling armor, just a few centimeters away from Bruce, who was following him out of the tank. The enemy's fire became more and more concentrated, apparently because after probing, the paralyzed Tiger tank in the smoke was found.

"We've got to hurry! Andre, go help Bruce!" Wren grabbed his assault rifle, rounded the turret, and helped Alice pull open the hatch overhead. As soon as he reached out and grabbed Alice by the collar, he pulled the emaciated Alice out of the tank.

The bullet crackled against the tank, Wren pushed Alice off the tank, and Bowman helped Alice who staggered to the ground. Andrei had already jumped out of the tank, and Bruce was also turning over and getting off the side of the tank.

Several of them drew their pistols, and in this weather they were wearing thin black SS uniforms, with the exception of Wren, who was often naked, who had a white camouflage smock. They bent over, trying to find a way out of the dizzy place.

Wren did not stop, but returned to the hatch of the tank, dropped a grenade into the ammunition box containing three shells, and then dropped a grenade into the open engine grille, and the bomb bounced back and forth between the engine and the cooling fan, making a clanging crunch.

Before he had time to appreciate the wonderful sound, Wren jumped out of the tank, bent over with his head down, and ran as fast as he could to several crew members, leaning against a large tree before he began to adjust his breathing. The two grenades deliberately extended the detonator in order to blow up the tank, so when Wren and the others ran a distance of about thirty or forty meters, the explosion occurred.

The grenade exploded inside the ammunition box, detonating the ammunition inside, the huge explosion destroyed the entire interior of the tank, and everything in the compartment turned into char. The grenade in the engine compartment exploded, igniting the fuel inside, bursting into dazzling flames.

The entire tank was quickly consumed by the flames, and even if the Soviets really wanted to find some useful data from the tank, it would have taken a lot of effort. Wren watched the flames of the explosion rise into the air, and frowned to see off the old man who had been with him for so long.

It turns out that even the greatest warrior in the world can be just as much like a lost dog when it's time to be embarrassed. The explosion thinned the already dense smoke, Soviet bullets flew past the hats of several people, and Wren had to lean against the tree to fight back, and in an instant he ran out of the magazine of the assault rifle in his hand.

Bullets flew through the woods, and one bullet hit the trunk of the big tree where Wren was hiding, the bark was peeled off by the force of the bullet, and the inside of the fresh trunk was exposed, and the bullet had made a hole in it and was still steaming. Wren continued to retreat after changing his magazine, trying to cover the crew of four pistol-only crews so that they could get out of the danger zone faster.

"Boom!" a shell from a tank gun flew towards a Soviet T-26 tank in the distance, turning the tank into a mass of scrap metal. Wren and the others are getting closer and closer to the positions of Marcus and the others, so they get more and more cover. Wren emptied another magazine, slipped the last one into his assault rifle, and slid into a shallow pit that naturally formed in the woods.

If he had been a few tenths of a second slower, he would have been hit by a bullet, because as he slid into the shallow pit, the hat on his head had been shot out of a hole and flew far away. Wren ignored the flying hat, and he ran forward along the shallow pit, trying to close the distance between himself and the large army.

Alice, supported by Bowman, quickly jumped into a trench full of corpses, and they looked at everything around them in horror, raising their guns and aiming them at a German soldier wearing an M35 flat-eaves paratrooper steel helmet. Seeing that it was her own person, Alice gasped and put down her pistol, and Bowman was also lying on the edge of the trench and breathing heavily.

Bruce and Andre jumped into the trench as well, and their entry startled everyone, and they aimed their weapons at the two men who came after them, and then the two of them looked at the muzzles of their guns in horror, and then leaned against the edge of the trench without saying a word.

A Soviet soldier chased Wren into the naturally formed shallow pit, and before he could figure out the direction in which he had jumped, Wren's bullet entered his body. Wren took two breaths on the other side of the pit, jumped out of the pit and rushed to the German defensive position, and in the midst of the hail of bullets, he jumped into the trench and sat right next to Alice.

"Listen to a commander on the radio and say that you completed the attack and destroyed that artillery position. The battalion commander of the paratroopers, Borol, accompanied by Donner, walked along the trench, and after pulling the bolt to load a bullet, he said to the embarrassed crew: "But now is not the time for everyone to rest, we must retreat, the Soviets are trying to surround us." ”

"Okay! We've just run a long way, it's not that we can't follow you!" Andre stood up, bent over and walked first along the trench in the direction of Borroll, Bruce was the second, who was larger. He bent over cautiously, lest his head show out of the trench.

Wren touched the top of his head to make sure that his hat was indeed blown off, smiled wryly, then got up, pulled up Alice beside him, and walked behind Bruce in the direction of the bridge. Bowman followed last, followed by two paratroopers, Borol and Donner. Behind them, some of the Germans who were stuck in the trenches began to lay improvised mines, and then all of them left the positions.