The sound of "clang~" was the Husky using a crowbar in his hand. After some strenuous efforts, he finally successfully pried open the hatch cover of a destroyed M4 tank.
Then, while this guy pinched his nose, trying hard to avoid the weird smell of meat from entering his nasal cavity.
He stretched his neck, stretched his head, and took a look inside the tank.
To Hu Biao, who was surrounded by the crowd, he reported: "Good guy! This is all confusing.
Lao Hu, don’t continue to hold on to the last unrealistic illusion; these unlucky guys are all burnt, how can anyone survive."
After hearing this, Hu Biao suddenly laughed bitterly.
Indeed! I shouldn't have any expectations for a target that was hit by an 88-caliber tank gun.
Although Lieutenant Don Collier could not understand Chinese, he knew what the final result would be just from the expressions of Hu Biao and others.
Suddenly, a wry smile appeared on his face.
The reason for this was that it was just over a minute after the battle ended.
At that time, Hu Biao and Lieutenant Don Collier were still counting the losses in this battle: this time they had a total of one tank destroyed and one side armor damaged; fortunately, this tank was damaged.
Yes, it can still be used reluctantly.
The Chinese 3rd platoon suffered serious injuries to 4 people and was considered to have lost its combat capability for a period of time.
Among them is the original sin of becoming a one-eyed dragon, and now the glass stubble on his face has not been removed; the butt wound opened again and had to be stitched again, and Delo needs to recuperate.
There was also Su Hong who was shot in the lower abdomen and needed immediate surgery.
Being affected by the aftermath of the explosion of the Iron Fist rocket launcher, he fainted and fell to the ground. He has not yet woken up, and he is a veteran in this team.
As for other people with minor injuries, according to usual practice, they are generally not counted by Hu Biao and others.
In general, after paying such a price, it is actually reasonable to achieve the record of destroying a Tiger tank, killing more than 40 German soldiers, and capturing about 20 prisoners.
But suddenly, bad news came.
That was the command tank in the team, the M4A2 tank commanded by Lieutenant Don Collier. The communicator who was part-time machine gunner poked his head out.
After I opened my mouth, I heard a sentence that made my head hurt:
"Lieutenant, the regiment headquarters ordered us to speed up and complete the reconnaissance of the target area before 6 o'clock tonight to confirm whether there is a large-scale German armored force in the area."
Suddenly, under such an order, Lieutenant Don Collier and Hu Biao began to feel a little embarrassed.
Mainly according to the map, they are now more than 30 kilometers away from the destination where they need to conduct armed reconnaissance.
Not to mention that there was a German artillery position 2.5 kilometers away that they needed to take down.
Even Lieutenant Don Collier was not sure how many small German troops he would encounter and how many battles he would encounter during the rest of the journey.
The only thing that is certain is that there must be one, and it is definitely more than just one share.
So under normal circumstances, there is probably no way to complete such a task as the regiment headquarters.
The scene at the beginning was just their last fantasy, wanting to see if there were any lucky survivors among the tank crew members of the two destroyed tanks.
After all, it is a life, no matter what...
After smoking a cigarette, Hu Biao gave his advice to Lieutenant Don Collier:
"Lieutenant, we feel that we cannot continue to fight so forcefully in the original way; not only will we not be able to complete the mission at all, but the battle losses will also be unbearable for us.
Let's do this. I'll leave the main force of the 3rd platoon behind later and follow you to knock down the artillery position 2.5 kilometers away.
Then, just stay there.
I took a small number of people with me, bypassing the locations where the Germans were entrenched along the way, and quietly headed to the destination for investigation. Once I have specific investigation results, I will use the radio to transmit them to you.
How about you relay the results again and forward the results to the regiment headquarters?"
After hearing Hu Biao's suggestion, Lieutenant Don Collier instinctively raised his left hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist.
When I saw the current time, it was already 11:03 am.
Immediately staring at Hu Biao with disbelief, he shouted:
"How is that possible? After taking into account the detour, you need to carry the equipment and travel at least 40 kilometers, and there is only less than 7 hours left. Normal humans simply cannot do this."
"We can do it, and some people have done it, but you just don't know it."
Facing Lieutenant Don Collier's fussy questioning, Hu Biao said lightly without giving too much explanation.
Because for these young master-like soldiers who are accustomed to marching on wheels, many things are incomprehensible.
For example: Just 9 years ago, 35 years ago, there was a millet and rifle unit in the East. The 4th Red Regiment among them ran 120 kilometers continuously in one day and night for the fate of the army.
Then he immediately launched a battle against the enemy in front of him and stormed the Luding Bridge.
And three years later, in 1947, it was the same poor army in the east.
Relying on a pair of soles of their feet, they forcibly marched a distance of 120 kilometers, blocking the enemy's opponent who had more than 200 cars as means of transportation and a distance of only 45 kilometers.
Based on the above examples, Hu Biao and others knew that their juniors must complete the task of forced marching 40 kilometers in less than 7 hours.
Otherwise, they would be too embarrassed to go back.
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Faced with Hu Biao's guarantee, Lieutenant Don Collier, who basically had no choice but to agree to such a brand new plan.
Then, everything went smoothly for the two groups of people who were separated for the rest of the operation.
At 12:11 noon, the main force, composed of three Sherman tanks, successfully completed its part of the combat mission: occupying the German artillery position.
The infantry mainly guarding them had been killed in previous battles with Tiger tanks.
Facing the Sherman tanks speeding past, the artillerymen wisely raised their hands; the only pity was that one of the two 150-caliber cannons was destroyed in advance.
Then, Lieutenant Don Collier and others stopped temporarily in the woods near the top of the mountain.
怆愯瘽璇达纴鐩铓嶆湕畇簲扉涔︽涶濂界敤镄刟pp锛屽挭鍜阒呰hurt
In addition to praying silently in my heart, praying that Hu Biao and others can win all the way, there is no other way...
At 5:12 p.m., AT relied on its speed to avoid the sight of a German sentry and quietly passed through the sentry post.
He quickly climbed up a big tree and hid himself.
Then he took out a telescope and looked at a hidden valley not far away.
In fact, at early 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Hu Biao and his group of six people arrived in this area after running for about 45 kilometers.
The whole process took less than 5 hours.
On the contrary, after arriving here, facing the many open and hidden sentries deployed by the German army in the outer areas, the process of sneaking in took Hu Biao and others a lot of energy and time.
But after AT was dispatched, this was not a big problem.
No! When AT picked up the binoculars, he could see hundreds or even more tanks, assault guns, armored vehicles, etc. parked among the large tents in the valley.
Good guy, just from what I saw, the size of the German sticks is no less than that of a regiment.
However, ATs are not too worried about the threat of these German sticks. Their mission is just to conduct reconnaissance; as for how to deal with it, that is something that the soldiers and large troops need to worry about.
With this thought in mind, AT sneaked back again at 5:49.
Then, Zhuye operated the individual radio and sent everything the AT saw to Lieutenant Don Collier.
Finally, when the sound of 'tick-tick-tock~' stopped at the bamboo leaf's fingertips, it was considered that the mission of the Central Continent Team was successfully completed.
When returning at night, Hu Biao thought happily:
This brother has made another great contribution, and Lieutenant Don Collier doesn't seem to be a member of the offensive team. So after returning, my position should be promoted.
You won't be angry and suppressed by Lieutenant Decker of Company E, that grandson, right?