My Third Empire

Chapter 172: Village

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The three tanks drove forward in the slightly fading fog. Following these tanks were several armored vehicles and dozens of SS infantry who had jumped off the armored vehicles. Even if half of his body was exposed, Rennes could feel the huge roar of the engine inside the tank.

The house in the small village in the distance can be seen vaguely. The SS soldiers put the machine gun on a low wall by the road, followed by the sound of pulling the bolt. Rennes knew that they were very close to the defense line of the Polish army, so they had to dig into the turret of their tank and close the door.

"Clark! Search for the target in front! If anything is found, fire immediately." He ordered as he closed the door.

"Boom!" As soon as Renn's order was finished, he felt his tank flicked slightly. He knew that a tank had fired, but it wasn't his own car that fired the gun: "Andrea! Hold on! Someone found the target What? Car 2! Marcus! What happened? Are you firing? Answer quickly! "

"His ... His ... Car 3 ... you ... what? ... I can't hear ..." Marcus replied intermittently from the headphones: "1 ... on ... hell!"

"Fire! ... fire!" Another voice shouted at the same time, it seemed that the commander of the No. 1 car, Carter, was giving them orders.

"Damn! Car 1 opened fire! Bowman! Reversing!" Ryan climbed up from his seat, hurriedly trying to open the hatch above his head: "Car 2! Fire smoke bombs! Cover us retreat!"

"Smoke ... bombs! I fired!" The second car's answer was slightly more consistent: "Fire!"

"Boom!" Because the hatch happened to be opened, Rennes heard the loud noise of the cannon outside. Fortunately, he still wore earphones, otherwise he would have heard nothing now, but the dust that was blown up by the air flow still let He had to retreat back into the tank turret, close the hatch and shouted: "Damn it."

"Stop! Bowman! Stop! I will say it again! Stop! Bastard!" Renn yelled constantly, and finally he felt his tank stopped, so he pushed the hatch open again and drilled out.

Lifting the telescope hanging on his chest, he took a closer look at the small village in front of him, and found that there were more than a dozen Polish defenders in the retreat, and beside the Polish people, a French Renault ft-17 tank was slowly Reverse.

"Andre, at 11 o'clock! Did you see the infantry? Don't aim, hit the grenade!" He didn't dare to see the enemy tank, so he quickly pressed the throat sounder and ordered: "Bruce ! Armor piercing shells! Reload! Quick! Quick! Quick! "

He felt the turret of his tank turn slowly again with his command. The cannon in front of the turret pointed in the direction he needed, and at this time Rennes found that the smoke emitted by the No. 2 car was scattered, which seriously affected his vision.

Not far from the front of his tank, the No. 1 car was reversing, because he had no choice but to push down the fence on the side of the road, and then crooked into the ditch on the side of the road.

"Boom!" Renn felt a huge shock in his tank. He was shaken because he didn't hold the handle tightly. His head hit the back door, and the pain came, stimulating him. Brain. Either way, his tank fired and the shells did n’t know where they were flying.

"Damn it!" He clutched his head and got into the turret and tightened the armrest, facing Andrea: "Aim and hit again! The target is a Polish tank! The direction is the same!"

"Boom!" Car No. 2 fired again, and a house in the village collapsed in response to a thicker black smoke. Obviously, Car No. 2 didn't find its own target at all. In order to vent his anger, he opened fire and hit a building.

"Boom!" Tank 1 also opened fire, but the shells really didn't know where to go, because of the angle problem, the No. 1 car was high on the barrel, and according to common sense, it was judged that nothing could be hit at that angle.

At this time, Ren felt that the turret of his tank had slightly adjusted its position, so he subconsciously let his palm grasp the handrail of the car tighten.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and this time Ren saw the tail of the tank gun in the turret sit back deeply, and the brake was pressed to the shortest position, followed by a tremor. . He hurriedly put his eyes in front of the captain's periscope, and saw a distance of about two or three meters to the left of the French Renault tank in the distance.

Obviously this gun missed the target, but Rennes saw a Polish tank driver jump out of his tank and ran back in panic. Within two seconds, another member of the tank also got out. Run away with a Polish infantry from the rear.

"Suddenly! Suddenly! Suddenly! Suddenly!" The German machine gun finally sounded. Renn got out of the tank and looked back. He saw some infantry cats rushing over his own tank and into the small village with flames and smoke In a moment, an armored vehicle also drove past, and the machine gun on the armored vehicle continuously fired its tongue.

"Go forward!" Ryan ordered his driver with his throat sounder: "Go ahead! Load armor-piercing projectiles! Be alert at 11 o'clock! Clark! Watch out for infantry!"

After about 1 second, the tank 113 commanded by him started up and made a rumbling noise, rolling over to the village, and the tank 112, which was constantly spraying smoke, also stopped panic and followed the tank 113. Entered the village.

"Car No. 2! Car No. 2! Did you hear that?" Ryan kept asking at the intercom.

Finally, the response he wanted was: "I am ... No. 2 ..., No. 1 ... may need help! I saw them turning into the ditch."

I do n’t know what happened, but Renn discovered that his communication equipment had suddenly become easier to use, so he held down the conversation machine and said, "There is an abandoned Polish tank in the farmland about 900 meters in the direction of 11 o'clock! French Renault ft-17, I ’m going to check it out! You can go back to No. 1 and see if you can help! "

"No. 2 ... I see! Be careful yourself!" Marcus' answer came from the headset. The tank that followed the 113 tank stopped, and then slowly began to reverse the car backwards.

"Suddenly! Suddenly! Suddenly!" Suddenly the front machine gun of the tank fired, followed by the excited cry of the mechanic in the headset: "Polish! I hit him! Haha!"

"Front left!" The driver Bowman's voice then rang out: "They are firing at us! Left front! They are shooting at us! Cover me! I'm going to back up! Damn!" He was talking while Let the tank stop.

"Did you see the direction at ten o'clock? Andrea! Let the coaxial machine gun point there! Try to go up! There is a machine gun position on the second floor!" Ren used the captain's periscope to look to the front left for about twenty seconds. Find the machine gun position of the Polish army pouring ammunition to them.

It was a two-story chapel opposite the village square. The roof of the church had collapsed. It was shocked by the shell that had just hit the house by Marcus. And next door to this church is the unlucky building that has been completely destroyed.

And his tank also began to back up, adjust the position and angle. At this time, a SS soldier relied on their tank as a bunker, exposed by their reversing vehicle, hit by a Polish bullet, and fell to the side of the road.

"Boo!" The German infantry began to fight back, and a shot hit a Polish soldier who protruded from the upper floor. The Polish soldier fell down in pain and then hung by the window on the second floor. The rifle was hung on him. Hanging around in the air, dangling back and forth.

"Suddenly!" Renn kept staring at the machine gun position with the captain's periscope. He knew that his tank's coaxial machine gun had fired. The target position was immediately covered by the scattered gravel dust, but with a straight light The tracer bombs still dig into the smoke, and the machine gun position of the Polish army was suppressed by the fire of the tank. There was no sound for a while.

"Stop the fire! Andre! Stop the fire!" Renn kicked Andre's back with his toes, then ordered loudly. After about two seconds, the tank machine gun quieted down. The German infantry crossed the tank, rushed over the small square in front, climbed to the second floor of the church, and found the bodies of five Polish defenders.

As the rumbling engine sounded, Rennes ’tank 113 stopped in the farmland behind the church. The leopard tank was next to the abandoned French Renault ft-17 tank, surrounded by seven or eight parties. Guard infantry.

Ryan pushed open the hatch of the tank car, took off the headphones and hung it on the side hook, and jumped out of his tank. He saw the crater on the ground that was hit by his tank and walked over to carefully observe the ft- 17 tanks come.

The track on the side of this French tank broke, and the broken track was covered with rust. I do n’t know whether it was because of old disrepair or because of the splashing of Rennes ’shells.

A German soldier sitting on the Renault tank engine was covered with mockery: "We are also fighting for the first time, and you are also the first time. But do you say that you will only shoot at the sky?"

Ren pointed to the tank behind him, to the recessed bullet holes in the tank fender and the scratches on the front armor plate that were hit by bullets, squinting and not speaking. He knew that he suppressed the machine gun position, forced the opponent to abandon a tank, and killed about six or seven Polish soldiers. Compared with the number 1 and number 2 cars behind, this was already a very impressive record.

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