"The Belgian army has lost its fighting spirit. Should we continue the pursuit?" Lucas's body swayed with the tank while driving on the bumpy mountainous terrain.
Their No. 111 tank and five other Panther tanks, under the cover of the No. 3 assault gun, quickly broke into the Belgian machine gun position and easily occupied it.
Here, Wittmann opened the roof of the tank and observed the temporary trenches left by the Belgian troops. This kind of trench was very rough. It was just a pit of a little more than one meter with a layer of sandbags on the outside. It was considered complete.
.There is neither a communication trench nor a second trench in the rear, just a simple row of tunnels.
Closing the top cover, Wittmann smiled slightly and said: "Continue the pursuit. If the Belgian garrison only has this level, they will be completely unable to stop our tank attack."
In fact, Wittmann did not have to worry about whether the defense level of other Belgian troops would be higher than that of this position. Because this position was already the best defensive position of the Belgian garrison division in front of him.
Wittmann grabbed the communicator and called loudly, "Vic, can you hear me?! I'm Wittmann from the 111th crew."
A few seconds later, Vic's voice sounded on the communication channel: "Wittmann, this is Vic. If you have something to say, tell me what big move you want to make?"
After experiencing the adventure of using two tanks to massacre a Polish cavalry regiment with Wittmann during the Polish campaign, Vic also had a profound impact on Wittmann's boldness. If this guy had contacted him during the battle
, most likely just wanting to take him on an adventure.
During the Polish campaign, Vick was only a platoon commander, so when Wittmann called him, he was calling a platoon.
Now, Vick has commanded an armored company. In other words, Wittmann now has a bold counterattack that wants to take the entire company with him.
"Vic, listen to me. I have a bold idea now." Wittmann said earnestly, holding the walkie-talkie.
They had just finished a critical battle on a crucial hilltop and successfully captured the machine gun position that threatened the large forces. Logically speaking, Wittmann and his party had performed their mission perfectly, and now they only needed to wait for the large forces to pass.
However, there is no need to do anything extra.
After all, their original mission was just to conduct a tentative fire reconnaissance on the hilltop position, and it did not require much success. But now, they have captured the entire machine gun position and have overfulfilled the mission.
At this time, if you want to go further, you are a bit overreaching.
"Put away your bold idea!" Vic refused without hesitation: "Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking, but now our army has a sure chance of victory, so there is no need to take risks."
Although he refused, Vick's No. 112 Panther tank "involuntarily" followed Wittmann and his No. 111 tanks, heading towards the Belgian position below.
"Kuang Dong!" Tank No. 113 ran over the body of a Belgian soldier covered in blood and joined the queue rushing down the hill.
Tank No. 114, Tank No. 115, and Tank No. 116 continued to form the second attack echelon charging down the mountain in a triangular formation.
Wittmann knew that Vick had agreed to his attack plan with actual actions. However, Vick did not issue an attack order, thus avoiding taking responsibility.
"Then let's continue to carry out the fire reconnaissance mission. At worst, we will wait until the Belgians seriously resist and withdraw." Wittmann found a suitable reason for Vic.
Yes, they did not attack without authorization, they were just continuing to conduct fire reconnaissance.
"Just report it to your superiors," Vick heard Wittmann's arrogant voice from the earphones: "If anyone thinks this reason is not good enough, let him go to General Guderian to argue. I believe that Guderian
General An will also agree that we will continue the investigation. Don’t you think so, Heinz Wilhelm Leicht...Hahaha..."
Heinz Wilhelm Leicht, the eldest nephew of Guderian. Especially after the 111 car group became famous after the First World War in Poland, Leicht, who was the filler of the 111 car group, also became a small company.
name.
Then, his identity as Guderian's eldest nephew became more and more known to people.
Although Wittmann did not expect Guderian to favor his nephew in the 111 car group, he did not mind joking about this topic with Leicht.
While they were talking, the six tanks had been divided into two triangular pyramid formations, front and back, dragging two rows of exhaust gas mixed with dust, rolling down the gravel splashed by the previous bombs.
"Leo, please adjust the gun barrel to an angle of 45 degrees with the horizontal plane, and prepare to test the water with a shot at the Belgian assembly area in the distance." After the joke, Wittmann held on to the handle of the tank's top cover and said. Because
The road downhill was a bit bumpy, so he grabbed the handle with his right hand very hard.
As for adjusting the gun barrel to an angle of 45 degrees with the horizontal plane, it is also to adjust the range as much as possible and drive the shells into the Belgian army gathering area in the distance. This was made by Wittmann after careful consideration.
Decide.
"Lechter, load another grenade. Make the explosion spread as wide as possible, so as to alert the Belgians." Wittmann patted Lechter's shoulder with his other left hand that was not gripping the handle.
.
Then, he grabbed the walkie-talkie again with his left hand and said: "Vic, let's try to create a big motive to stimulate the Belgians. If they have cannons, I think they will fight back after being stimulated."
"In other words, if they don't fire back with artillery, it means they have no artillery in the rear, right!" Vic concluded in the communication channel with understanding.
After all, they have been partners with Wittmann for a long time, and Vick and Wittmann also have a lot of tacit understanding.
"All attention!" Vic immediately exerted his command authority and ordered: "Tank No. 111, Tank No. 112, Tank No. 113, Tank No. 114, Tank No. 115, Tank No. 116, start preparations immediately. Stop advancing temporarily.
, adjust the gun barrel to an angle of 45 degrees with the horizontal plane, load the grenade, and fire a salvo at the Belgian army assembly area one minute later!"
"Tank No. 111 received." Wittmann answered first.
"Received!" "Received!"... The captains of several other crews also responded in the communication channel.
A minute later, "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"... Six gunshots rang out one after another, causing the rocks next to the tank to jump and blowing away a burst of dust.
Wittmann opened the roof of the tank and observed the explosion in the distance with a telescope. What caught his eyes were the panicked Belgian soldiers fleeing in all directions... No, they could no longer be called soldiers at this moment.
Soldier.
"There will be no more artillery fire..." Wittmann said to himself lightly: "What a bunch of pitiful guys..."