Chapter 1870 Just you?

"Uh, Commander? Ah, our regiment leader is behind. If you continue walking along the road for a while, you can see his barrel truck, that should be it.

The thin man who called himself Calvus looked in the direction of the friendly guide and seemed to have found the location of the barrel truck described. Then he turned back, smiled, and spoke quietly again.

"Okay, thank you, see you when you have the chance."

""

The cross-legged gunner took advantage of the gap when the tank stopped and got out of the turret. He was sitting on the edge of the turret smoking. Seeing Kalvus turn around and come back so quickly, he couldn't help but speak repeatedly.

"Aren't you going to pee? I plan to finish smoking this one."

Kalvus, who climbed onto the vehicle in three steps and two steps at a time, did not directly speak directly. It was not until he climbed back onto the turret and half-lengthly entered the commander's position, leaving only his upper body still supported outside the turret, that he finally faced the vehicle. The gunner, who was still sitting on the edge of the turret puffing away smoke, replied.

"No one will stop you from smoking. You can continue to smoke while the car is moving. We have to move on. There will be work to do soon."

"Then you have the final say."

The huge King Tiger, with a total combat weight approaching the 70-ton mark, slowly rose up again after a burst of black smoke. This overly huge and bulky super tank certainly had staggering protection and super firepower, but Karl Almost every member of the Us crew is worried that their precious car may break down at any time and become paralyzed on the roadside or unable to move on the battlefield.

After all, this kind of thing has been happening since the day of the replacement. The average number of hours between failures stated in the manual and the vehicle crew manual cannot be reached at all, and it is pure nonsense. This makes people wonder where those factory-tested average hours between failures come from? Did some bastard just guess a number and write it down?

Maybe someone knows the truth, but it is not the soldiers who use this thing to fight on the front line. The feeling of life-saving equipment that is related to life and death being treated so carelessly is not a good thing for any armored soldier.

"There is something wrong with the first road wheel on the right side and the gearbox, and I always smell the smell of burning rubber in the car. I don't know how long this crap can last."

The gunner Kamer, with a cigarette in his mouth, was worried that his incompetent vehicle might break down at any time and trap someone. He leaned half out of the turret and watched the infantry formation passing by the tank, while constantly looking for the barrel truck. Us, just replied without thinking and as if he didn't care.

"The hydraulic sealing ring of the steering gear is an old problem. When the turret rotates too much, it will inevitably smell like rubber. Did you only know about it today?"

Calvus deliberately asked a rhetorical question, hoping that he could make a joke to soothe the gunner's bad mood, but what he responded to was still the latter's unyielding expression of disdain.

"Oh, it's an old problem. Tiger One has it. But at least it's the smell of the Russians who were killed by us without leaving any trace behind. Unlike now, I smell like German corpses being covered and roasted in iron coffins. Burnt taste.”

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If he hadn't caught sight of the particularly conspicuous barrel truck, perhaps Kalvus would have stayed on the turret and chatted awkwardly with the gunner for a while.

But at the moment, Karvus, who was anxious to find someone to quickly confirm the situation, could no longer care about arguing with the gunner. The person sitting in the barrel truck was probably the real target he was looking for.

"Hey, stop! Please stop! I have something to ask!"

The officer sitting in the co-pilot's seat of the tank truck had his big-brimmed hat pulled down low, covering the squad leader's face. He looked a little drowsy while sitting in his seat. He did not see a burst of light coming from the tank. The armored commander who jumped down was coming towards him, so he ordered the driver to pull over until the armored commander quickly ran in front of the car and stopped it.

"Huh? Who is this guy? Where does he come from?"

The momentary shaking caused by the sudden stop of the car woke up the German lieutenant colonel who was indeed drowsy. Unne, who had just suffered a defeat, was not in a good mood at the moment. It could even be said to be very bad. Or maybe he was just It was because I was in a bad mood that I just wanted to stare for a while and not think about those annoying things. Naturally, I was not in a good mood if I was suddenly disturbed from taking a nap.

"Name and unit, tell me, Lieutenant."

Wu En, who had a bad face on his face, saw that the other party's military rank was so much lower than his own, so he started asking questions in a stiff tone, as if it was a good thing if he didn't curse on the spot.

Among the long-faced German soldiers, Calvus's face is considered to be one of the more benign. In addition, his young age gives people a childish, child-like feeling, which also convinced Lieutenant Colonel Unn that he The rookie in front of me shouldn't be that difficult to deal with. When you bump into him when you're in a bad mood, you need to handle him a little. This will at least make you feel more comfortable.

Facing the lieutenant colonel in front of him who was far above him in military rank, he made unkind remarks. Calvus, who was used to seeing this situation, was able to deal with it easily. He did not choose to retaliate in a harsh tone but continued to respond with a smile.

"Commander Otto Kalus of the 1st Company of the 502nd Heavy Armored Battalion, we were ordered to stop the Soviet armored forces. We received reports that they had mobilized a large number of tanks and were approaching us in depth. We are planning to continue to move forward. Excuse me. Have you seen any traces of the enemy?"

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"To block the Soviet armored forces? Just you? And there are so few vehicles???"

After hearing this, Lieutenant Colonel Unn saw the eight huge King Tigers lined up neatly behind Calvus. Instead of feeling any excitement or joy, he poured cold water on Calvus on the spot.

"It's impossible, Lieutenant, don't overestimate your own strength, and don't underestimate those Russians."

"In fact, we were just repelled by a heavy armored force of the Russians. I'm not sure if they are the one you mentioned, but they are indeed powerful and have many of the latest heavy tanks."

"If you plan to fight them with only this small force, I advise you to go back to your commander to report the situation and ask him to send a large force, otherwise there will be no chance. There may still be only them in the village of Marinovo behind me My judgment is that even if you can achieve a temporary victory, you will never be able to control this village for a long time. We have lost control of this area and must retreat. "

Lieutenant Colonel Unn, who had a low tone, raised his hand as he spoke. Without looking back, he raised his right hand to his ear and poked it back with his thumb, indicating to Calvus the village behind him that had just been occupied by the enemy.

If you're looking for a fight, the enemy is there, and that's the goal.

This is what Lieutenant Colonel Unn's words meant to Calvus.

"Understood, how many enemies are there in the village? Please tell me some details. It sounds like your troops should be fighting them directly, right?"