Steel Soviet Union

The huge roar of the US armored column could be heard from a long distance away. Of course, Wittmann and his team at the corner of the road could not be completely unaware of this. Wegener, who was still immersed in the center of the air raid just now, was still frightened. One spoke first.

"U.S. tanks? So fast? I thought these Americans wouldn't come."

On the tree, Heschel held a telescope in his hand and spoke to his comrades under the tree. The words of warning rang in his ears. Wegener, who was slightly surprised, was still complaining about the sudden arrival of the US military. Wittmann on the side was already speaking. Ordered.

"Did you see it clearly? If you saw it clearly, come down quickly and don't hang on the tree!"

As soon as Wittmann finished speaking, the agile young man sitting on the branch of the tree had already started to move down quickly using his hands and feet.

With his already thin body and the dexterous movements of his hands and feet, this armored soldier was sent by Wittmann to serve as a reconnaissance agent in the tree. He was also lucky enough to escape the wave of machine gun fire from the US air raid. He quickly He completed the action of descending from the tree in three strokes, returned to the commander, and then spoke.

"Look clearly, the brigade of American tanks! There are infantry and armored vehicles following them. They look much stronger than the group of guys who didn't fight just now. They were about two kilometers away from us before they came out from behind the slope. That high and low The gap is relatively large, which is a blind spot in the field of vision, and there are many leaves blocking it. I didn’t notice it for a while, and I hope it’s not too late.

""

After hearing the situation reported by his brothers, Wittmann pondered for a moment and sorted out the information and quickly continued to ask questions.

"What models are they? Medium tanks, or those new heavy Pershings?"

Although it will be defined as a medium tank in future battles, the M26 Pershing, which has just been put into the battlefield at this time, is defined as a heavy tank by the US military. It is intended to be used as a superior vehicle to fight against the large-scale German Panthers. There is a more difficult to deal with King Tiger, but the actual combat effect on the battlefield is not as good as expected.

It is on par with the Black Panther, but it is still a bit inferior to the King Tiger. It is called a heavy tank, but it may not be able to beat it. Wittmann also accidentally learned that it was the same as his own Black Panther during an interrogation of prisoners of war. The Pan Datou, a tonnage-class tank, was originally defined as a heavy tank by the Americans. The gap between it and the King Tiger, which is also a heavy tank, is only "a hundred million points".

Wittmann, who kept asking questions, was still worried that it would be more difficult if there were too many Pan Datou, but he never thought that Heschel's answer would be to shake his head repeatedly.

"No, it's not Pan Datou! I'm pretty sure it's not, it must not be! I mean, it's a tank I've never seen before. I've confirmed it repeatedly through the telescope!"

"It is very large, like a moving steel hill. A Sherman next to it looks like a cross between a stroller and a car. The chassis is very wide, and the most eye-catching thing is the turret. The head is so big that I have never seen anything like this before. It is almost like a newborn baby with a deformity and a huge head. Even though its body is already very small, it is still not proportional to the big head. It is like It’s like putting King Tiger’s head on the No. 3 chassis.”

"Put King Tiger's head on the No. 3 chassis? Are you exaggerating a bit?"

Wegner on the side imagined the scene described by Herschel, but found that no matter how hard he tried to imagine, he could not imagine what it would be like when such a huge head was loaded on the No. 3 chassis. A funny and lame form.

Could there really be a deformed tank with such a big head? Wegner himself expressed doubts, except for the Russian KV2, because the portable toilet with an overhead toilet was really fucking exaggerated.

"If you don't believe it, just take a look with a telescope and you will know? If I lie, I will give you all the supplies for next month, and you can finish my cigarettes."

Although Wegner wanted to say, "With these few lives we have, we don't know if we will survive next month, your guarantee is just nonsense," but Wittmann, who was on the sidelines and was concerned about getting down to business, obviously didn't intend to Give Wegner a chance to talk nonsense, and then speak first.

"Approximately how many such tanks are there? Be precise, give a more accurate number, and think about it."

There was no recall or reflection as expected by Wittmann. Heschel, who had already remembered the scene he had just seen, immediately answered without thinking.

"Not many, I only saw two in total! There were also a small number of Pandits around, and Shermans who accounted for the majority. There may be close to twenty vehicles in total. It seems that the Americans took most of the Pantops. They have concentrated on the vanguard force just now, and now the main force in the rear is Sherman. "

"Oh, by the way! I also saw the Pershing that just escaped appeared in the column. It had a high-heeled bunny girl painted on its turret, which was very distinctive! So I remember it very clearly. I saw it with my own eyes through the telescope. It's in the column, coming towards us."

""

After listening to the situation report, Wittmann nodded. The change in the situation was more complicated than he imagined.

"It seems that the Americans who ran away have joined the main force, so we can boldly assume that the enemy's main force already knows that we are alone. For them, the enemy is probably only a lone King Tiger. Guess what? What would a Yankee do next in this situation?”

Wegener and Herschel, the two "enemies" who were not easy to deal with, looked at each other and replied almost in unison.

"They will charge forward. Americans always eat meat and I will kill you. When encountering weak enemies, they strive to gain credit. When encountering strong enemies, they only wish for friendly troops to carry them in front. Those British and Canadians have been tricked by them many times. . Now that we have such a good opportunity, the enemy is alone. There is no reason to use superior forces to destroy us. At least give it a try. "

"Um"

Wittmann nodded slightly while holding on to the skirt of the car, which coincided with some of his thoughts and guesses.

"With the new secret tank and the enemy being alone, there is no reason to let go of such an opportunity. This is the Yankee way of doing things."

"Then what should we do is simple."

Hearing Wittmann's familiar tone, all the brothers present showed a "knowing smile" expression, understanding that the long-awaited hard work was finally here.

However, just when Wittmann was calling his brothers to get in the car quickly and get ready to fight, Wittmann had no idea that he had guessed one thing wrong from the beginning.