The silence outside the tank was a bit suffocating. You couldn't see anything through the window in such a dark night. The fat man sitting next to Zhao Shanhe had fallen asleep and snored slightly. There were supposed to be four people inside the tank. The driver

Commander, commander, gunner, and loader. However, in a battle with the enemy this morning, both the commander and the loader were injured.

It fell. Zhao Shanhe and the fat man beside him ran out of the scrapped tank, and then got on the abandoned tank.

Since the Great Nirvana, small-scale battles have begun between various countries, and even some non-earth creatures have gradually begun to appear in human eyes. But only those who are fighting on the front lines, those big cities and even some third-tier cities are still

It is quite prosperous, and the people living there have never felt any crisis. They hold various parades all day long.

Protests, but don’t know that their country is in danger

Zhao Shanhe is a freelancer. He started writing books after resigning last year. The money he earns every month can basically support himself. After the Great Nirvana, almost all the country's troops began to enter a state of first-level war preparation, and the government began to

During the time of military conscription, after technologically advanced humans have faced various difficulties, everyone has reached a consensus - whether it is

Missiles, nuclear weapons, or the most developed anti-material weapons cannot be used in war. Unfortunately, a bastard like Zhao Shanhe, who is defined as a waste of national food, has joined the armored force.

Although he couldn't figure out his unit number and company, he still drove a tank to the front line. He had killed one tank so far, but later he found out that it was an empty tank with no one in it.

"You bastard, get out of here!" The fat man was actually talking in his sleep. This reminded Zhao Shanhe of the scene in the morning. The commander insisted on going his own way and drove the King Tiger in front of the troops. As a result, he was hit by an anti-tank artillery. He was about to die at that time.

The commander of the car grabbed the fat man's trouser leg. The fat man said this at that time, no one would risk his own life in the face of war.

Even Zhao Shanhe had never thought about taking a useless person forward who was about to turn into a corpse.

"He is a bastard, who are we?" Zhao Shanhe took out his mobile phone and looked at it. The time was now 5:25 in the morning. Only then did he realize that it was already the beginning of the next day, today.

In the morning, to be precise, yesterday morning, when the commander proposed to move forward quickly and kill an enemy light tank scout, the fat man did not object.

Before this operation, it is said that the higher-ups have given orders. If you have not killed an enemy after three months of fighting on the front line, you will face supply sanctions when you return. Food and drinking water will not be provided by logistics.

From today on, what he will face is that there is no food and water. These things have to be solved by oneself. Zhao Shanhe looked at the dark outside and still couldn't fall asleep. Fatty woke up once around six o'clock, but soon

So he went back to sleep. The weather was getting colder, and the feeling inside the tank was not good. Zhao Shanhe, who had nothing to do, began to play with the old M4.

Sherman, this is a medium-sized tank. Compared with heavy tanks like the King Tiger, it is less safe, but it is already very good. It would be a big joke if the tank corps had no tanks.

There was a small box in front of the tank. Zhao Shanhe looked at it and opened it. There was only a mini tank with a blue light in the box. It was obvious that this was a T-series tank model. It was very delicate.

Zhao Shanhe took it in his hand and began to look at it carefully. His right hand was injured in the process of escaping this morning. There was a small cut of three centimeters, and the bone was visible. When he got carried away, the wound opened, and blood suddenly flowed.

It came out and dripped on the tank model. At this moment, he felt something was wrong, and soon a series of words rang in his mind.

Prompt sound: Fusion completed, initially completed level tank system, primary state: tank mobility increased by 5%, attack power increased by 5%, visible field of view increased by 10%, attack range increased by 7%, armor

increase by ten percent

Seeing this state, Zhao Shanhe felt that his brain was a little dizzy. He pinched his arm hard and then let out a scream.

The fat man rubbed his eyes, then looked at his watch: "It's only after six o'clock, what the hell are you screaming about?" Zhao Shanhe smiled sheepishly, and then signaled that nothing was wrong. The enemy also needs to rest, especially between them.

Such "soldiers" basically suffer casualties every day, but the casualties are not particularly heavy. The main reason is that everyone is here to perform their tasks. When you are in battle

After three months on the field, you will find that the enthusiasm you once had has evaporated, replaced by indifference. If they were not worried about their lives being threatened, these people would definitely be more passive. For example, Zhao Shanhe, he is really

His profession is just that of a low-level writer. He usually writes on the Internet, and fighting has nothing to do with him, especially if you want to

Seeing that my classmates, colleagues and friends were still enjoying life in big cities, but I was sent to the front line to fight, I felt a little unbalanced in my heart. Fatty was such a person, so the commander wanted to find someone before he died.

He was on his back and kicked the opponent away with one kick.

Only then did Zhao Shanhe realize that the small tank in his hand had disappeared. Instead, an operating system appeared in his brain. This system floated in his mind like a floating window. Adding power to the tank to increase its attack power? He

After thinking about it for a while, I felt that this was still somewhat impossible. After the Great Nirvana, the world would not have as many people as before.

, but technology is becoming more and more advanced. In modern warfare, except for cannon fodder like them, they still use old tanks from World War II. Those soldiers who actually go to war use tanks that are completely controlled by computers. Maybe whoever drives them with himself

I made a joke and used something special to affect my brain. Zhao Shanhe thought to himself, and then he lay down on the driver's seat to sleep.

Got it

It was already after eight o'clock when I woke up. At this time, basically everyone was on the front line, but experienced guys like Zhao Shanhe and Fatty would wait until after eight-thirty. Fatty was a snooze, and Zhao Shanhe did what he did in the first place.

According to statistics for a time period, the death rate between 8:00 and 8:30 even exceeded the death rate between 8:30 and night. He did not tell Fat about this.

A fat man will not take the initiative to rush forward. For him, those who come to receive pensions are running behind, and those who rush in front have become martyrs. They have nothing but a sign.

The fat man got up for the second time, looked at the time, and naturally turned his head to the back: "Brother Hu, let's go." The driver's surname was Hu, and everyone called this mean guy that way.

His natural answer was silence. The fat man suddenly realized that the commander had died in yesterday's battle. He started to cry. Zhao Shanhe summed up this behavior as slow reaction. Although the commander was a bit mean.

, but they are compatriots after all. When I think about it, both of them were summoned urgently by the government. Their families didn’t even know about it and thought they were just here.

The rich man joined the special forces, and the fat man was a chef. At this time, he hummed to himself: "If I had known you were leaving, we would have cooked some meat for yesterday's meal."

Zhao Shanhe started the tank, and the two men began to move forward suddenly. The place where they parked yesterday was a mountain col. Generally, other tanks would not come over this kind of terrain. The main reason is that once an enemy occupies the commanding heights, they will directly pass through the fire.

Suppression can grind you to death. Because of this, the most dangerous place is the safest place. The two people's opinions are unexpected.

They unanimously chose this place. The branches and weeds covering the tank were not removed. Those things can be used as concealment. This is what the fat man said. In fact, Zhao Shanhe knew that he was too lazy.

"Xiao Zhao, starting from today, I will be the commander of the vehicle. I appoint you as the deputy commander, driver, gunner and loader." After the fat man finished speaking, he pretended to pat his deflated belly: "Okay, that's it.

so"

When he did this, he looked quite official. Zhao Shanhe smiled and said: "When we go back, you will become an official."

Then the fat man stopped talking and began to look outside through the observation hole with squinted eyes. He looked for a while and said to Zhao Shanhe: "Writer, I found a problem. It seems that the observation window looks farther away today than yesterday.

"

When the fat man said this, Zhao Shanhe was stunned. He stuttered and asked, "Say it again."

"I know you heard clearly, but this is really impossible." The fat man looked out the window thoughtfully, and was excitedly observing everywhere. At this moment, an enemy tank appeared in front of him, and the fat man immediately

He screamed: "Turn around and hide"

Zhao Shanhe did not do what he usually does today. The tank was loaded with shells. The main gun of the M4 was a 76mm artillery. It could penetrate an 88mm 30° steel plate at a distance of 914 meters. Now this distance is definitely over 950 meters by visual inspection.

Zhao Shanhe was thinking about it. He discovered the problem of vision early on. Just when the tank started, the in his brain seemed to

He seemed to have come back to life. Now if he wanted to know every status of the tank, including the field of view, the system would immediately provide a set of numbers. He calculated the distance to the two enemy tanks, 962. Such a distance, if

Normally, he was completely unsure. If he missed and there were enemies nearby, he would be in trouble. But today, Zhao Heshan took a cigarette.

With a calm tone, he began to prepare for launch. Only then did the fat man feel that something was wrong, "You want to hit him?" After saying this, he felt that he was talking too much, but then again, it was exactly three months today, and he still couldn't hit him.

It would be absolutely tragic if the enemy really stopped providing supplies on the front line. Even if he crossed the line of fire and returned to the metropolis, he would have become a blackmailer.

In a society where it is difficult to move forward without an ID card, I am afraid it would be worse than death.

"Maybe we should have a fight," the fat man said with a smile. The flesh on his face was piled together, which was quite funny.

Zhao Shanhe pressed the launch button, and their hearts were so excited that they were about to jump out of their chests. If they missed, they had to turn immediately, just like the enemy's blind spot. Who knows how many supplies this old tank could bear?

?

a few seconds later

"It seems to have hit." Today's equipment is armor-piercing. If it hits, the tank will basically be scrapped.

The fat man couldn't hold back his laughter: "Haha, I didn't expect that we really hit the target. Let's hit it again." After he said this, he started to curse in the next sentence: "Fuck, I forgot to hit the target."

The tachograph of our vehicle has been installed. Writer, if you think this is our fault, please talk to the leader and it should be OK."

Zhao Shanhe ignored the fat man's nagging, and then opened a box next to the tank seat. After reading it, he sighed: "It should be charged to someone else's account. Look at this box."

"What should we do? This is our credit. We knocked out an enemy tank." Fatty is usually a bit petty. How could he not care about it at this time? The tank fired another shot and then started to move its position. If

If you can break through here and go to the desert town, there is a supply point set up by the Allies. Maybe you can rely on this vehicle's march recorder.

Get some supplies

"Quickly retreat, people should be here soon," Zhao Shanhe said with a frown. He was actually not particularly worried about food supplies. What he was concerned about now was how abnormal the in his body was.

When the tank started to move, Zhao Shanhe paid attention to the speed, and it turned out to be about five percent higher than usual. The off-road speed of these two tanks, the M4 Sherman, is normally only 21km/h, but now the speed has reached

Around 22, which is pretty good compared to an old tank.

Anyway, he hit an enemy today. Fatty's nervous mood relaxed. Zhao Shanhe took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. It was now nine forty-five, and the sun was already shining brightly in the sky. At this time

The smell inside the tank was unpleasant. The fat man opened the small door on the tank and exposed his fat head for some air.

Zhao Shanhe reminded him: "Be careful of encountering snipers."

The fat man laughed and said: "Didn't you find a problem? The area where we fight only has tanks. This is a world of tanks. If all kinds of arms really come up, those field troops, do you think we can survive until now?"

Only then did Zhao Shanhe realize that some secret agreement had probably been reached when the governments launched this war. He took his mobile phone and wanted to call his first love. At this time, she should be working in the big city. It was after nine o'clock.

, according to my previous habits, I just walked into the office, sat in front of the computer and read or slept in bed, but the war made this

I bid farewell to these things

"What are you thinking about?" The fat man chuckled and said, "Missing a woman?"

"Hey, are you kidding me?" Zhao Shanhe said with a smile: "I am very pure when I miss women in such a ghost place."

The fat man retracted his head from the tank: "I am also very pure."

"We may have killed someone today, don't you feel guilty?" Fatty would occasionally show off his literary skills. In his opinion, Zhao Shanhe is a thoughtful person, and his feelings should be more restrained. As a soldier,

, the most fearful thing is the psychological problems encountered on the battlefield.

Zhao Shanhe shook his head: "I don't know, it seems not yet."
To be continued...