Arc of Gunfire

On July 6, the maintenance battalion of the 1st Guards Heavy Breakthrough Tank Regiment.

Podoliskov found the battalion commander with a bottle of vodka: "Come on, it's a gift from my fellow villagers, let's have a drink!"

The battalion commander sighed: "It's not that I don't want to repair it for you, Podoliskov Davarishi. In addition to the broken tracks, your tank also has problems with the gearbox and engine, and must be replaced. I can't sign to allow it to end maintenance in this state!

"I am responsible for the lives of your entire crew!"

Podoliskov: "It ran well before, it was fine! If it hadn't been broken, it wouldn't have ended the battle at all!"

The battalion commander: "That's just good luck! I can't let you rely on luck to ensure a smooth operation! No, I can't! I won't sign, your Revenge must replace the gearbox and engine!"

Podoliskov was anxious, and while stuffing the wine into the battalion commander's arms, he said: "Look, now our entire regiment has no tanks! Not even one! If you don't let my Revenge go out, what should I do if the enemy attacks? ”

“The enemy is coming with vortexes.” The commander of the maintenance battalion was unmoved, “For defense, vortexes are more suitable. And the accompanying infantryman Davarich was digging bunkers yesterday. With vortexes and bunkers, no matter how many tanks the enemy comes, they can’t do anything! And there are also T34s from the brother unit!”

Podoliskov: “T34? T34 is already outdated. It can’t even penetrate the front of the enemy’s No. 4 long barrel. The new tanks that we encountered before, which are as long as fishing rods, are even more useless!”

The new tanks called No. 5 tanks that we encountered before, have a 75mm gun, but the barrel seems to be 70 times the caliber, so the tankers of the First Guards Heavy Breakthrough Tank Regiment have earned the nickname of “fishing rod”.

Podoliskov: “Even if it’s vortexes, it may not work well against those fishing rod tanks! After all, the combat weight of vortexes is there. It is just a defense-enhanced version of T34. We are still reliable! It has been verified in actual combat! ”

Battalion Commander: “Today, two Rokossov I vehicles will be finished with maintenance. You might as well give this bottle of wine to the crews of these two vehicles and ask them to let you drive the vehicles.”

Podoliskov: “This… isn’t it good to snatch others’ chance to go to the battlefield? Everyone has a blood feud to avenge!”

Battalion Commander: “Then I have no choice. Anyway, I can’t go out without replacing the gearbox and engine and signing.”

Podoliskov: “Why are you like this? What if it delays the great cause of defeating the Prosen people?”

“The rest order issued by the front commander shows that General Rokossov has judged that the enemy has little strength to fight back. Do you want to question the general’s decision?”

“Of course not!” Podoliskov raised his voice a lot, “I’m just a tractor driver, how can I question the general’s judgment! No one in Ante will question him! I question your judgment! My Revenge is fine, but the track is broken and the gearbox is a bit noisy--"

"Come on, the gearbox gears of the Revenge are all worn out!"

"It's not worn out yet! I've checked it, it's just that the corners are blunt. You are exaggerating, comrade battalion commander!"

The battalion commander was unhappy: "I have been repairing tanks for almost fourteen years. The first one I repaired was the small bean tank imported from Carolingia. Do you know what kind of tank it is? My judgment has never been wrong!"

Podoliskov hesitated to speak, and finally he took a step back, put the bottle on the operating table, took off his military uniform and threw it on the ground, and took a fighting stance: "Forget it, let's use the traditional Ant method to solve the problem today. Whoever wins is right! If you lose, sign for me!"

The battalion commander nodded: "Okay! "

After saying that, he took off his oily uniform.

The uniform had become hard in some places because of the oil, so it covered the curves of his muscles. Now that the uniform was taken off, the battalion commander instantly turned into a devil muscle man. Even among the Ants, he was a particularly strong one.

Podoliskov frowned, looked at the battalion commander's tendon meat carefully, and cursed: "Sukabulie, you are so cruel!"

After saying that, he picked up the shirt from the ground, tucked it under his armpit, and picked up the bottle of wine: "I won't bother with you!"

The battalion commander: "You will thank me for my persistence. I have seen too many tankmen who lost their lives on the battlefield because of poor maintenance of the tanks!"

"I remember it!" Podoliskov threw down this sentence and left without looking back.

The battalion commander watched his back, sighed, and muttered: "You guys, each one is in a hurry to die. ”

At this time, the maintenance worker who was watching the fun said: "Battalion Commander, a tortoise shell like the Rokossov Type 1 should not cause as many casualties as before."

"Yes," said another, "When we repaired the T34, it was true that all the people in the brigade were replaced in a few days. Sometimes even the brigade commander and the military chaplain changed. This time, at least 80% of the people are still there. ”

The battalion commander nodded: "Yes, I always thought that all the good people died on the battlefield, and the rest were all crooked melons and jujubes. What will happen to our country in the future? Now some good people can finally survive.

"Thanks to General Rokossov, thank him for the tortoise shell, so I can't allow them to drive defective tanks to the front line. Listen carefully, Podolskov might come to steal the tank, don't let him succeed, unload the gearbox and throw it outside!"

"Yes." The maintenance workers answered in unison.

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Plosin Second Armored Army Field Maintenance Plant.

Major Tim entered the workshop and came to the maintenance worker who was assembling the complicated double-row road wheels of the Type 5 tank: "How is it going?"

Maintenance worker: "You see, this damn road wheel, it takes several hours just to assemble it! The person who designed this thing is damned!"

Major Tim: "But the tankers said that this thing is reliable when driving, the tank is not very bumpy, and it can even shoot while moving. There is a chance to maintain mobility when stepping on a mine - I mean, stepping on our mines."

Ant's mine charge is too terrible, even the double-row road wheels and wide tracks can't do anything.

Maintenance worker: "The tankers don't have to remove all the road wheels for one wheel. I think this is a bad design."

"Stop complaining, so how many can be repaired today?"

The maintenance worker stopped, looked at the maintenance workshop full of welding flames, and said: "About seven, I can't guarantee the others. These seven have been repaired for more than two days, and it's time to send them out."

Major Tim: "Then 14 can be repaired by July 8, right?"

"No, it's not guaranteed. Who knows how serious the failure of other vehicles is. We haven't had much rest since the Ants started the attack, you see Look at my dark circles. If it weren't for the fact that the medicine taken by the Asgard Knights might affect the accuracy of welding, I would have asked them for some. "

Major Tim silently took out a cigarette and stuffed it into the maintenance worker's pocket: "Just smoke, don't touch the medicine of the Asgard Knights."

The maintenance worker shook his head: "I can only smoke for a short time now. Maybe my nerves are numb. Damn, I can still say the word nerves! Look at old Hank, he is already unconscious.

"I don't know if we will fail if we continue like this, but someone in this factory will die suddenly, and it may be me, Major!"

Major Tim: "Hold on for a few more days, and then we can go back home for vacation."

"Really? Can we really go back home?" The maintenance worker asked back, "Has the marshal been caught?"

"No." Major Tim's answer was not particularly firm.

Maintenance worker: "Damn, you don't know either! But the word has spread. The army group headquarters was indeed attacked. Yesterday, the military police shot several people because they said the current marshal was a stand-in!

"Yesterday I saw a note in the lounge. I guess it was left by the local woman who cooked for us. It said that the marshal had been arrested and we will be arrested soon. Rokossov will wipe us out like a whirlwind!"

Major Tim was shocked: "What? There is such a note? No, we have to notify the military police and arrest all the suspects!"

"Please be kind. If the cook is replaced by a man, we will be worse off than dead, Major! And the military police also want to arrest women. Look at the silly way they smile at women during the inspection!"

Major Tim: "No, this is a serious incident. I must report it. This is my duty. Someone must pay the price for this note!"

"Even if it slows down the maintenance?" The maintenance worker asked back.

Major Tim: "Of course."

The maintenance worker asked again: "What if we lose? Think about it, the families of those women will bring the soldiers of Ant to identify you. You also want to survive, right, Major!"

Major Tim pursed his lips, was silent for a few seconds, and said: "Your thoughts are very dangerous. If it weren't for the fact that arresting you would affect the maintenance efficiency, I would have reported it to the military police."

Maintenance worker: "Major, aren't you also a potential supporter of mine? I am not the only one who thinks so. Even some people in the military police think that the war is over."

Major Tim raised his voice: "Don't say it! Don't make us all go in! The Imperial Household Ministry has minions in the army!"

The maintenance worker shut up.

Although Major Tim is young, he has a prominent family background and is also considered to be an old Junker aristocratic officer camp. When the officers were chatting, he actually heard some rumors.

It seems that if this battle is defeated again, something unspeakable will happen in the empire.

But Major Tim has no way of knowing what it is.

For some reason, he was looking forward to this happening. Maybe it was because the war had lasted for too long since the invasion of Melania.

There were only three friends left who had joined the army with Major Tim. If the war ended earlier, maybe the three of them could be reunited.

If the war ended earlier.