One Hundred and Ninety-Four Armored First Battle

"We got hit! We got hit!" Bruce yelled. [Starting] Just now, a shell hit the front armor plate of the No. 113 Leopard tank, and the entire tank trembled. The short and restless percussion made everyone in the tank feel My heart twitched inexplicably.

"Calm down! We were not penetrated! We were not penetrated!" Gunner Andrei loudly reminded everyone in the car, and at this time, Ren was leaning out of the tank, staring at the opposite. Fired Polish tanks.

After a while, he got back into the turret of the tank, pointed to the right side and said, "On our right, we can see three Polish tanks, two tanks on the left, and an outdated armored vehicle."

"Turn the turret! Fire on the tanks on the right! They are trying to approach us." Ren ordered Andre.

With the roar of machinery, the turret of the Panther tank began to rotate to the right, and soon stopped at a position, the coaxial machine gun fired a few shots, and then Andre reported loudly: " I found my target!"

"Boom!" A cannon rang, and a 75mm armor-piercing projectile flew out of the muzzle and rushed towards its target at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye. A Polish Renault tank was penetrated by the shell and changed instantly. into a blazing flame.

"My God! Reverse! Another tank is aiming at us! Reverse!" Andre saw another tank in the scope, and the tank's black muzzle was facing him.

"Fire! Fire!" Ren shouted loudly, "Don't wait for my instructions! Fire when you see anything!"

"Boom!" The Panther tank fired again, and as the shells "shot" out, just a moment later, the tank opposite them exploded, becoming a pile of twisted scrap iron. Ren gripped the armrest of the car hard, laughed and praised: "Good fight! Andre! Two tanks!"

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Melodious music echoed in the splendid banquet hall. Men in noble dresses stopped in front of the ladies with red wine or champagne, politely talking about topics of interest to everyone.

This is the birthday banquet of the head of state. Everything in the venue seemed so peaceful and warm. The sound of the cello was accompanied by the aroma of the food. It did not make people feel that this was a country that declared war with several world powers at the same time.

"The head of state is here! The wife of the head of state is here!" The attendant opened the door at the door, and everyone turned and aimed in the direction of the door. There, Arkado was held by Mercedes' arms and stepped on with a smile on his face. The solid floor entered the hall.

Saw the figure of Akado,

Whether it was the once mighty Junker aristocracy, or the wealthy monopoly chaebols; whether it was the emerging heavy industry capitalists, or the military bosses who commanded the army of one party, they all stood up straight and put the shoes of their leather shoes on. With a "click" sound, he raised his right arm and stretched it to the sky at a 45-degree angle, performing a standard German salute.

"Long live the Führer!" everyone shouted in unison.

"Long live the Great Deutschland!" Arkado waved his hand to signal them to take back their etiquette, then with a confident smile on his face, he said, "Welcome to my birthday party, I didn't want to waste it, but Bosch Mr. is willing to pay for everyone to come here for a gathering, so I also shamelessly came to eat."

"Hahahaha." All the upper-class celebrities and noble gentlemen who came to attend the President's birthday party all laughed.

"Today, everyone must have a good time! Otherwise, the two of us were not well entertained! Just now, my dear head of state told me that if there is no task or work tonight, you must not get drunk!" Mercedes wore a black suit. The special evening dress that "exposed" her "sexy" shoulders and back, beautiful and impressive, she snuggled up to Akado's side and suggested with a smile.

"If you don't get drunk, you won't go home!" Everyone raised their glasses and loudly responded to the proposal of the Fuehrer's wife.

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"Bruce! Hurry up and reload! This is the seventh car!" Andre shouted excitedly into the intercom: "My God! The smoke from the burning wreckage of the enemy tanks covered me. I can't find the target."

"Tank No. 124 was hit! Tank No. 124 was hit!" The voice of the company commander Carter came from the earphone, and his voice was a little distorted because he was too flustered: "My God! No. 114 Tank! Can you see that one of our tanks? Tank 124 is smoking."

"Boom!" Ren's tank fired again, but the shell hit the open space, causing a cloud of black soil. More than 20 destroyed Polish tanks were smoking thick smoke in the wilderness, and the smoke was scattered by the wind, which seriously affected the aiming, and the hit rate of the German tanks began to decline.

"114, 115, cover the hit tank 124! Renn! Marcus! You advance 200 meters! Establish a new line of defense!" After a while, Carter's loud command came from the headset.

"Are the Polish tankers crazy? They have lost dozens of tanks, why haven't they retreated?" Marcus's complaint made everyone feel a little uneasy, but dozens of Panther tanks were still on the front. Formed an overwhelming "sex" advantage, the Polish tanks have surrounded this lonely German armored force on three sides, but there is nothing to do with this piece of fat that is about to reach the mouth.

"Andre! The Polish tank on the left! The left!" Ren patted Andre on the shoulder and ordered loudly: "Bauman! Move forward slowly! We have to push the defense line forward! We have a buddy. Shot! We need cover."

"We also need cover!" Bruce complained loudly: "We still need to move forward in this case? Find someone to collect the bodies for us!"

"Bruce! Shut up! Clark, pay attention to the infantry behind those Polish tanks! We don't have time to deal with them, they're all up to you." Andre shouted loudly while taking aim.

"Where did they get so many tanks?" Clark said as he aimed his machine gun at the infantry and fired, "I'm running out of ammo! I've got two drums left! Ryan!"

Opposite them, on a hillside, two more Polish tanks rushed up, followed by countless Polish infantry.

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"Mr. Bosch! Thank you for helping my husband hold this ball. I think this is an important step in restoring the relationship between the head of state and the nobles and chaebols. I thank you for the head of state. Cheers!" Mercedes was generous and decent Said, after saying this, she raised the red wine glass in her hand, indicating that after toasting, she put it on her delicate red lips and took a small sip. I don't know if it was because of the color of the red wine. For some other reason, the lips looked even redder.

"Where, where. This is what I should do!" Bosch said with a laugh. With the outbreak of the war, Germany's demand for synthetic rubber and synthetic oil increased greatly, and Fabien was established in seven regions. As the company's oil refinery, Bosch made a lot of money as the representative of IG Farben, and there was a natural smile on his face.

"I also ask Mr. Bosch to support my husband a lot." Mercedes said softly with a slightly rosy cheek: "Your support can make him go further. And if he goes further, Germany will will go further."

"The farther Germany goes, the more we earn! The more we earn, the more we will support the Führer!" Krupp said on the side: "Miss Mercedes, no matter what, we all A big fan of Arcador, we will support him until the end of the world!"

"How is the design plan of the Tiger Tank going?" Mercedes suddenly asked the person in charge of the Mercedes-Benz company on the side: "The Fuhrer has been waiting for your plan, and now is the time of war, weapons development is one of the Fuhrer's greatest concerns. One, don't relax."

Krupp knows that in the development of the army's main weapons, Mercedes-Benz, which has the continuous support of the head of state, has come from behind to become the number one in Germany, and the Krupp factory has gradually become a OEM. in his mind.

"Naturally, some of the various weapons ordered by the Führer will be transferred to the Krupp factory for production." Mercedes nodded slightly and changed the subject: "I listen to the ultra-light 150mm howitzer produced by Krupp. The head of state mentioned it, it seems to be very popular with the army."

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"11 o'clock! A Polish tank! Armor-piercing bullets loaded!" Ren commanded loudly. The front of their tanks was already filled with the bodies of Polish soldiers. Not far away, the wreckage of ten tf-17s was burning violently. .

The high-intensity battle just now made Ren's crew well aware of the surrounding environment. They can now accurately rotate the turret according to the command and point their 75mm cannon in the direction they need at the fastest speed.

"Boom!" There was another loud noise, and the No. 113 tank fired 43 shots within two hours. The last Polish tank opposite them was penetrated by the huge force of the armor-piercing projectile, but the inertia of the tank made this tank. It still climbed forward for more than one meter before stopping. The tank did not explode and did not move again.

With the sound of this cannon, the battlefield regained its former tranquility, and the Poles' attack like a "tide" retreated, leaving behind the corpses on the ground and the wreckage of nearly 70 tanks.

"They... retreated..." Ren leaned on the back of his seat, wiped the sweat from his chin, and said in a relaxed manner.

Bruce found an empty cannonball rack and sat on it. He was so tired that he was out of breath and stopped talking nonsense. Andrei still didn't take his eyes off the scope of the artillery gun. Everyone didn't speak, and the noise of the engine disappeared. It was only at this time that everyone realized that everyone's clothes were wet with sweat.

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