I went to the bar with Louise and had a great evening, but it was impossible to have a tryst every day.

Therefore, in addition to studying genetic serum every day, Henry plans to improve the heads-up ability of some American Sherman tanks and German tanks.

Since he was transferred to the armored regiment, Henry has to improve the combat effectiveness of the tank, not to mention invincible, but at least to ensure that the enemy's tank can be destroyed.

"The current tank, there are three main aspects: shell caliber, defense, horsepower, that is, speed, defense, horsepower, caliber have been fixed, so it can only be improved on shells"

"So it's armor-piercing, in this World War II battlefield where there are no composite materials, you can penetrate all the armor" Henry made a decision and drew the blueprint, which was completely trivial to Henry.

Ammunition improvement and armor-piercing bullets are a perfect match, not to mention armor-piercing bullets, even if you rub a 'little boy' out of your hands, there is no problem.

Give the design drawings to the company's clerk in the UK, and Henry doesn't care, anyway, the German tank is a cannon to anyone, and this drawing only pulls the contest between the two sides to the same level, and it can't make the German army like a tiger.

In July, the company sent a telegram that it had received an order from the U.S. military, and the first batch of 5,000 armor-piercing shells was being intensified, and it would be shipped to the European battlefield as soon as it was completed, and it would be continuously delivered in the future.

By July 25, Henry had finally received the written transfer and was ready to take office.

The main thing is that a major event happened today, the commander of the US 1st Army Group, Lieutenant General McNair, that is, the immediate boss of the elder Bradley, was killed by his own bomber while inspecting the Normandy front, and his body was gone.

The 756th Separate Tank Battalion of the 1st Army participated in the Tunisian Campaign in North Africa, the landing operation in Sicily, and now in the European theater.

"Experienced in combat, it seems that old Bradley has taken a hard time" Henry led a convoy of 300 armor-piercing shells and howitzers to the 756th Separate Tank Battalion.

"Lieutenant Colonel Henry" entered the camp, and Captain Miller was waiting in front, Captain Miller came with him at Henry's request, and was mainly responsible for the anti-tank gun company and logistics.

"What is the situation with the 756 tank battalion now?"

"The 756 battalion was originally a reinforced battalion with 50 Sherman M4 medium tanks, including 2 communications armored vehicles, a total of 15 armored vehicles, and a 150-man anti-tank artillery company, with a battalion of 650 people"

"Due to the fact that they had just participated in the battle to expand the beachhead in Normandy, they suffered heavy losses, and now they have only 38 tanks, 9 armored vehicles, and a battalion of 500 people, which is about the same as a conventional tank battalion." Captain Miller reported everything and handed the document to Henry for confirmation.

"Then I, the lieutenant colonel, am not in name only? Okay, first distribute 300 armor-piercing shells to the tank company, as well as 10 75-mm howitzers, 5 M3 armored vehicles to the armored company, and the anti-tank artillery company, I'll take a look around first"

Henry picked up the document in his hand and looked at it, which was similar to what Henry knew at the headquarters.

There are two battles to take place right away, and the entire 756 tank battalion is going to be thrown into battle, so time is pressing.

"That lieutenant colonel over there is our new commander?"

"He looks like he's just come of age, what's a joke"

"You went up and asked him if he was weaned?"

"Fuck off, why don't you go"

The camp of the 756 tank battalion is full of mud, all of which are crushed by tanks and armored vehicles, and 48 tanks are lined up, which is a bit imposing, because I am used to seeing the latest tanks, so the current tanks look and feel a little ugly.

"Kill Factory, Lucy... Fury? Henry looked at them one by one, and the more he looked, the more familiar he felt.

"Fury? After the invasion of Germany, the entire platoon of 5 tanks was destroyed and killed, and the last 5 people fought to the death," Henry felt a sense of familiarity again.

"But it's still early, Paris hasn't been liberated yet"

"Captain Will?" Henry saw the commander of the tank company who was busy giving orders on the side, and Henry was also seeing it for the first time, so he stepped forward and interrupted him with some uncertainty.

"Lieutenant Colonel Henry"

"Are all the tanks and armored vehicles overhauled now?"

"Most of them have been dealt with, only three of them are still a little faulty, and I am asking them to troubleshoot"

"Take me to see it."

Henry was led up by Captain Will to check them one by one, because this little glitch was very easy for Henry, so Henry solved it himself.

It's all about the ignition system, including the Fury, and the smell inside can only be described in words.

"Captain Will, you inform me that armor-piercing shells can shoot through Tiger tanks, so don't use ordinary tanks, the current production can't keep up, and then replenish ammunition and get ready for battle, let's leave tomorrow"

"Yes, Lieutenant Colonel Henry"

Then Henry went to the armored company again, and together with the commander of the armored company, Captain Feldman, arranged for the armored company to tow the howitzer.

Finally, there is the anti-tank artillery company, 6 sergeant majors drawn from the artillery, who are teaching them to familiarize themselves with howitzers.

At dawn on the morning of 26 July, the whole camp was ready to march for Saint-Lô, France, until the German army in Coutdowns was annihilated.

“ go！ go！ go！ Hurry up you guys, do you want to get beaten? ”

Captain Will's company commanded the tanks and drove out of the camp, and Henry, who commanded the tanks in the 5th battalion, followed the road like a long snake to the front line.