"What's the matter?" Sergeant Rip shouted to his mechanic in the mouse tank.
After the Panther 3 tank came, even if the task of the mouse tank was completed, it was supposed that they should retreat.
The driver in front, operating the mouse tank, slowly turned a large circle with a radius of more than fifty meters, preparing to cross the anti-tank trench, and then return to the rear.
Their actual combat has yielded tremendous gains. They have tested the combat effectiveness of this tank, and at the same time will be a great inspiration for subsequent improvements.
However, when they walked back less than fifty meters, the tank stopped.
This made the commander Rip extremely depressed. When they were charging just now, they were so mighty. Now he hopes to turn around gorgeously and successfully complete this mission.
However, who would have thought that they would have dropped the chain at this time.
At the same time, he also felt very lucky. If he dropped the chain when he just charged, it would be even more troublesome.
The mouse tank is huge in size, and at the same time the internal space is also very spacious. The radio operator and part-time engineer accompanying the car slowly crawled towards the back: "It should be because we have fired too many times. Maybe the wiring behind us is loose. Stop the engine and I will check the wiring."
The engine is rotating and the generator is working, but the power is not transmitted to the motor behind, and the possibility of a failure in the middle line is greater.
During the test drive, some problems with poor connection of the lines were discovered, but now, with so many shots and severe vibrations, this is normal.
After finding out where the contact is bad, go back and make improvements!
As the engineer climbed back, Sergeant Rip could only wait. As a test driver, he actually knew the mechanical structure, but the space behind was too small.
If it doesn't work, he can only go out at a risk, open the back cover, and help with the maintenance from the outside.
This tank is too cumbersome. Once the tank cannot move, there is only one way to fix it. It is impossible to drag it back, even with ten Panther 3 tanks. .
While he was waiting, he heard the noisy sound on the radio, with an unprecedented tension.
what happened?
The hatch above his head was still open, Sergeant Rip poked out the upper half of his body from the inside and looked out. He suddenly couldn't help cursing.
Damn it!
The rolling tide is rushing towards this side! The front end of the tide has already come into contact with the edge of one's own tank troops, and the infantry below one's own are hurriedly climbing onto the tank!
The tide is only more than one meter high, and it is still impossible to submerge the entire tank, but your own tank, at least now, can't move!
Suddenly, his face changed even more, he suddenly thought, where is his tank? If Panther 3 can't move, its own tank will be even more unable to move!
"Quick, quick, we need to fix the tank as soon as possible!" Sergeant Rip could not help shouting loudly.
Unfortunately, three minutes later, his tank also entered the rolling flood!
If you look from the sky, you can see this flood, which has almost spread the entire line of defense. It lasted more than half an hour before the flood slowly weakened, and the entire line of defense became a huge swamp!
The soil underneath was originally not strong, but now it is extremely soft!
The Black Panther 3 tanks were blowing black smoke in the mud, and the engines were roaring constantly, but the tracks were constantly slipping in the mud!
The German tank troops are trapped!
Rear, headquarters.
"The British, dare to dig the Teddington Barrage!" There was a curse from the headquarters: "Aren't they going to want their capital?"
Armor Meyer, the commander of the Skeleton Division, was extremely angry at this time. From here, he could see his offensive troops from a distance with binoculars, struggling in the mud. The German tank troops, since their formation, have been Have never suffered such a loss!
Manstein did not speak. They made a wrong judgment just now. No one expected that they had reached the British capital. They had such a strong will to resist. At the same time, they had such a terrible will. Tactics!
All of them ignored the tide of the Thames and the power of nature. In fact, when the British used the water of the Thames to fill the anti-tank trenches, they should have thought of it!
On Guderian's arm, the veins raged, and as the commander-in-chief, he had to take more responsibility.
Now, the situation is obvious. Our frontline troops are trapped in the swamp and cannot advance or retreat. If the British can seize the opportunity, with a resolute counterattack, they will even be able to capture their own frontline troops. , Our frontline troops can't get up with logistical supplies. Once the bullets and fuel are used up, there is probably only one way left to surrender.
Such a failure is absolutely unacceptable!
"Immediately carry out fierce shelling on the British position ~www.novelhall.com~ to prevent the British from taking risks!" Guderian said.
Under this circumstance, shelling is very dangerous, and it may accidentally injure one's own people, but only shelling can make the British cast a rat avoidance and prevent them from coming out.
Sporadic accidental injuries are better than being captured by the troops in an organized way, right?
Guderian's order was quickly implemented.
At this time, there was cheers on the British ground.
They watched the flood come up and watched the nearest German tanks that had rushed to within 500 meters of their own. They were surrounded by the flood. Then, the flood slowly penetrated into the ground and turned into mud. The German team was trapped. At this time, they were extremely excited.
"When it gets dark, we will go out and take the German tanks over!" Captain Huck shouted loudly, cheering up his subordinates, and he really wanted to do this.
For a long time, the German tanks have been invincible. Now they are finally trapped. Of course, this is the best opportunity!
The Germans’ weapons are fired continuously, so their ammunition consumption must be astronomical. As long as their ammunition is exhausted, they will either step on the mud to go back or stay captured by their side!
As for those tanks, they must be unable to move. They can only be left to one's own side, so that one's own side can study it carefully. Why are the German tanks so fierce?
Looking at those tanks, Huck is now looking at his own bag. At the same time, he admires him very much. General Hobart is simply too powerful. This is simply turning the tide of the battle in one fell swoop. Action!
Suddenly, his ears stood up. Hearing the sound of piercing the air, he was extremely anxious: "Large-caliber grenade, hurry and hide!"
