The truck carrying a ball tank, guided by workers familiar with the road, carefully walked through one crater after another. After almost an hour, it finally arrived at the underground tank warehouse of the assembly workshop.
Except for the ten tank crews that acted as fixed turrets, the rest of the tank soldiers stayed in the underground tank warehouse so that they could enter the battlefield as fast as possible when receiving combat missions. When they saw a truck and a longboard truck driving back and forth into the tank warehouse, they guessed that some supplies might have been shipped, so they stood up one after another, walked over with the truck, preparing to wait for the car to stop and help unload the supplies on the truck.
After the car stopped, Berek jumped out of the truck's bridge and greeted the tank soldiers: "Comrades, the car is equipped with a car-mounted radio station, everyone can help unload the truck."
The tank soldiers had long heard about installing on-board radio stations for each tank. Everyone was still talking about it. If this was true, then the coordination between them would become more convenient on the battlefield in the future. Now that I heard that the on-board radio station was in the car, I suddenly became porters as if I had been injected with chicken blood.
Sokov and Yakov got off the bridge of the longboard cart, leaned against the cart and lit a cigarette, and looked silently at the tank soldiers who were unloading the truck. Kalashnikov, who was standing on the longboard cart, and several workers began to remove the steel cables that fixed the ball tanks.
There were many tank soldiers, and dozens of wooden boxes on the truck were quickly moved. Seeing Kalashnikov and the workers busy on the longboard cart, they couldn't help but feel excited about the thing covered by canvas, and they surrounded them, stood around the longboard cart, pointing at the thing.
After removing all the steel cables, Kalashnikov asked at Sokov under the car: "Ltd Colonel, will you drive the tank now?"
The tank soldiers standing around all heard Kalashnikov's words and couldn't help but start talking: "No way? The thing covered by canvas is actually a tank?"
"Yes, although there is a canvas blocking it, no matter how you look at it, this thing doesn't look like a tank."
After seeing Sokov nodding and showing permission, Kalashnikov and the workers lifted the canvas covered on the ball tank, opened the hatch cover on the side of the ball, drilled in with his hands and feet.
After seeing the true face of the ball tank, the tank soldiers were all shocked. After a long time, someone said, "My God, what is this ball? Is it really a tank?"
"Damn, how can a round tank fight? Once it starts, if it rolls up, will the tank crew inside be affected?"
Just as the tank soldiers were talking, Kalashnikov activated the tank and drove down the cement inclined surface next to the longboard truck. Seeing that the spherical tank was actually moving, the tank soldiers sighed and gave up a passage to the spherical tank.
After the ball tank stopped in the open space, Bere walked to the tank and said to his subordinates: "Comrades, let me introduce it to you. This is the SHT-1A ball tank developed and produced by my country. Its front is equipped with two 76mm cannons, and 7.62mm heading and axial machine guns are installed on the front and sides..."
After introducing the various parameters of this tank, Bere paused for a moment and continued: "Since this tank only produces three prototypes, we have no way of knowing how it performs on the battlefield. Therefore, I need four volunteers to drive this tank. Who signed up?"
As soon as he finished speaking, almost all the tank hands raised. Just kidding, there are only three prototypes of this new tank in the country. If you don’t apply for driving at this moment, you probably won’t have the chance to drive this tank in your life. It is precisely because of this that the enthusiasm of the tank soldiers has increased unprecedentedly.
Bere's eyes swept through the tank soldiers one by one, and finally picked out eight tank soldiers, one of which was a lieutenant. He said to the lieutenant: "Lieutenant Varenra, the task of eight of you is to touch the ball tank overnight, and he has assisted Kalashnikov in installing the on-board radio station."
"Comrade Colonel," Varianla said, and couldn't help asking curiously: "Does it need to install a phone behind the tank?"
"No need." Bi Lei replied very simply, "Even if the phone is installed, I probably don't have that infantry dare to follow the ball tank. They will definitely worry whether this tank will overturn and press itself into meat sauce." His words immediately caused laughter from the surrounding tank soldiers.
After the tank soldiers finished laughing, Bere waved his hand and said to them: "Except Lieutenant Varianla and others seized the time to get familiar with the new tank, the rest of the vehicles must cooperate with technical workers to install the on-board radio stations, and make sure to complete this task before dawn. Do you understand?"
The tank soldiers stood up and shouted: "I understand."
"Since you understand, then start working." After Bilei finished his mission, he walked to Sokov and said to him: "Comrade Brigade Commander, let's go back to the command post now. I want to study with you how to use ball tanks on the battlefield."
Sokov, Bere and Yakov just walked into the command center, and Berkin came up to meet him and said to Sokov: "Comrade Brigade Commander, you are back!"
Sokov and Belkin have been partnering for a long time. He keenly noticed that something was wrong with Belkin's expression. After he greeted Belkin and Yakov, he pulled Belkin aside and asked in a low voice: "Comrade Political Commissar, is something wrong?"
Belkin nodded and replied in a low voice: "Short after you left, the deputy brigade commander called and said that the third battalion commander had sent an officer who had been captured by the German army to the brigade command. He wanted to ask what to do with this officer."
"The officer captured by the German army?" Sokov heard Belkin say this and immediately realized the seriousness of the problem and asked quickly: "Who is the officer? Do I know it?"
"Yes, comrade comrade commander." Belkin nodded and said in a affirmative tone: "You know him."
"who?!"
"When we were about to send people to command the squad behind enemy lines, weren't there two candidates?" Belkin said carefully: "One is Lieutenant Grissa, the fourth company commander, and the other..."
This happened not long ago, and Sokov naturally remembered who the other candidate was. He couldn't help but blurted out: "The other person is Lieutenant Guchakov, the commander of the ninth company. Why, he was captured by the enemy?"
"Yes, it's him."
"What the hell is going on?" Sokov asked anxiously: "How could he be captured by the Germans? How did he escape later?"
Faced with Sokov's series of questions, Berkin shook his head and said, "The deputy brigade commander did not tell me the specific situation. I don't know what happened."
Chapter completed!