After resting and replenishing supplies at the supply points outside the city, the German army launched the second round of offensive again. The purpose of this attack was to seize the central area of ????the city. Even if it could not be reached, the front line must be pushed into the city. This order made the armored units that suffered heavy losses worse, but the German armored soldiers ended the short-lived attack without hesitation. After resting, he drove his car to the battlefield. The air force support promised by the headquarters also arrived on the battlefield at this time. Fighters patrolled over the city, looking for Allied tanks hidden in the streets to bomb. But the air force's support came and went as quickly as it came. When the fighter jets, which had exhausted their ammunition, slowly left the battlefield, Hu Bin knew that the time to truly test the German army had arrived. Night had fallen at this time, but the Allies and the Germans had no plans to temporarily cease fire. Four Tigers led the remaining German tanks to launch an attack aimed at the city center from four streets side by side, while the soldiers of the infantry regiment hid behind the bodies of the tanks and cautiously advanced forward. The Allies understood the German movement at the first opportunity and immediately mobilized the remaining tanks to gather nearby, trying to start a decisive battle with the German armored divisions on the way to the city center. "This time, even the motorized troops have joined the attack. It seems that our commander has been under tremendous pressure from the general headquarters." Of course, Hu Bin followed Doyle and his Tigers and moved forward slowly. promoter, and the radio station was used as a chat tool by the two of them. "It seems that the war on both the northern and southern fronts has reached a stalemate. The headquarters intends to open a gap in this direction, but the large-scale deployment of troops will inevitably attract the attention of the Allies, so now we can only rely on ourselves to accomplish this goal." After all, Doyle is an aborigine and is very concerned about the development of the war. Unlike the numberers who appear out of thin air, they only have a partial understanding of the war situation. "How far away can we see the wreckage of the No. 04 Tiger?" Hu Bin asked about the topic he was most concerned about. "On another street less than three hundred meters away from here, Koning and the others were too impatient, otherwise how could they have fallen into the trap of the Allied guys." Doyle said regretfully, who was also the commander of the Tiger. He had good friendships with several other people, and he felt very sad about Corning's sacrifice. "We're going to avenge them." "That's right, Idamn it, enemy attack." Doyle suddenly switched the channel to the public channel and shouted loudly. The sound of artillery and machine gunfire rang out in the next moment. In the dim moonlight, you could clearly see sparks bouncing off the outer armor of the Tiger in front. This was just the effect of armor-piercing machine gun bullets, and the armor-piercing bullet flew past the edge of the Tiger turret, hit the wall of a building on both sides of the street, and opened a big hole in it. "If the opponent's tank is not found, attack the machine gun firepower point first." Doyle quickly took a look at the enemy situation in front. But the cunning enemy tanks were not easily exposed to the Tiger's sight. The 88mm gun adjusted its angle slightly, and then ejected a shell with a deafening roar. The second floor of the building in the distance was collapsed by the huge power of the artillery shells, and the two machine gun fire points above instantly went silent. A scream came from far to near. Several German infantrymen following the Tiger thought they were very safe behind this big iron block, but they did not expect to be hit by a shell falling from the sky. The shattered shrapnel instantly took away the lives of several soldiers, and only then did someone shout a "mortar" warning. The enemy's fierce firepower made Hu Bin panic. This kind of defense intensity was completely different from that of the previous period, but the leading Tiger still advanced slowly. Doyle had seen too many such scenes. Only such a scene can achieve the unparalleled feats of the Tiger Style. Ricochet, ricochet, not penetrated, still ricochet. The enemy's artillery fire seemed completely powerless against the Tiger's tough and thick armor. The impact of the intensive attacks even affected the Tiger's speed, but it still did not penetrate its frontal armor. Doyle's crew members endured the impact and concussion and used two vehicle-mounted machine guns to fire suppression shots at the opposite side during the loading gap. The friendly forces behind them finally reacted to the sudden attack. A Panzer IV tank behind it twisted over the body and jumped out. The infantry support short-barreled howitzer above fired a shot at the area with the densest fire. The fire from the exploding grenade illuminated an area, killing many enemies at the same time. It also showed the figure of an M4 in the shadow. But the exposed M4 was not afraid at all, and directly hit the No. 4 turret with one shot. The already very damaged front armor of No. 4 was penetrated by the shell, which triggered the shell inside and exploded into a ball of fireworks. "Ferrey!" Stallone shouted, suddenly stepped on the accelerator and turned to one side, then turned the body forward again, exposing the black muzzle from the cover of the Tiger's body. "Fire!" Feyre yelled,Move the artillery line. A high-explosive armor-piercing round traced an almost straight trajectory and hit the M4 turret. "Damn it, it bounced off." Hu Bin saw a spark flashing on the m4's mantlet. Their shells did not penetrate the enemy's turret. "Evasion, he's about to fire." Seeing the M4 give up on the Tiger tank that couldn't be penetrated, he pointed the muzzle at the Stalker who was slowly retreating and trying to run away after firing. A violent vibration came from the car body, and the enemy's artillery shells bounced away. The sloped armor on the front of the stalker allowed it to escape, but the ears of Hu Bin and others roared the moment they were hit. After Hu Bin stabilized his body, he looked at the others blankly. Feyre's head seemed to have hit that spot and he was covering the wound trying to stop the bleeding. Stallone was desperately steering the rudder and shouting something, while Stan was putting a high-explosive armor-piercing projectile into the air. It was loaded into the gun chamber and seemed not to be affected at all. The sound suddenly returned to the Stalker's carriage again. Stallone was loudly asking about the damage to the tank, while Feyre was looking ahead sadly. The mistake of the gun just now almost ruined the entire crew. "Loading is complete!" Stan's calm voice stunned the others for a moment, and then everyone looked at Hu Bin. ¡°Check the car body!¡± Hu Bin suddenly shouted loudly. "The artillery is normal." "There is no problem with the engine." "The ammunition rack is intact!" "Ferrey, do it again." Hu Bin gave the order to attack again without hesitation, and the young gunner Ferey who received the order seemed to be overwhelmed by this. Words ignited. The Tiger's 88mm cannon fired again, and the left front load-bearing wheel of the M4 was severely hit. The tracks and part of the armor were blown apart. It is estimated that the driver inside was not dead. The M4, which had its leg broken and was severely injured, relented and fired a shell from the Tiger. The shell exploded into a ball the moment it hit the Tiger armor. It turned out to be a high-explosive shot shell. On the radio. The Tiger's signal soldier let out a scream, apparently being affected by the shotgun blast just now. The Stalker sticking his head out again attracted the attention of the M4, but Sherman, who was still loading, could only watch the Stalker's muzzle slowly aim at it. Ferre did not give the opponent a chance this time. The shell directly penetrated the M4 turret, causing the enemy tank to completely lose its combat capability. "Keep going!" Doyle's voice came from the radio. It seemed that he had taken over the position of the signal corps. There is no time for fear and no time for sadness. All German troops on the offensive must bite the bullet and move forward until the final victory or sacrifice their lives. The heavy body of the Tiger slowly crossed the wreckage of the M4, and the two German infantrymen behind jumped onto the wreckage. Throw a grenade into the disabled tank through the gap. There were screams of terror in the carriage, but the screams stopped abruptly when an explosion rang out. After advancing for a certain distance with the large army, Hu Bin saw the wreckage of the Tiger that had been paralyzed here before. However, when Hu Bin tried to repair the wreckage with a universal wrench, he was told by the space that it could not be repaired. This made the attempt to occupy this place very difficult. Hu Bin was greatly disappointed with the wreckage of the Tiger. The sound of falling mortar shells sounded again. The Allies tried to stop the German advance at all costs, and the remaining tanks appeared one after another in front of the street. One after another they were destroyed. There were more and more bullet marks on the front of the Tiger, and finally a shell penetrated the machine gun hole. Following the signal corpsman, the driver was also shot through the chest by a shell and died on the spot. The Tiger commander Doyle, who was severely reduced in personnel, had to hand over the task of the signal corps to the gunner. He sat in the driver's seat. Hu Bin¡¯s stalker was not unscathed. A mortar shell hit the roof of the tank. Fortunately, it was not very powerful and it only destroyed the observation hole. Hu Bin had no choice but to let Feyre direct the movement of the tank through the observation hole on the gun emplacement. Unfortunately, misfortunes never come singly. During another artillery attack, the Stalker's right armor was penetrated by a shell. The driver, Stallone, was hit on the arm by the shell. Fortunately, Stallone had upgraded his protective clothing before and blocked the remaining power of the shell at the cost of consuming all the shield. Hu Bin glanced at the ammunition rack at the back with lingering fear and wiped cold sweat, then decided to bring the fear in his heart to the enemy. Hu Bin didn't know how many times the infantry following the Tiger had changed, let alone how far their destination was from here. All he could see now was the enemy and the amount of ammunition remaining on the tank. . When the last round of high-explosive shotgun shells was loaded into the barrel, several people discovered that they had run out of ammunition. Stan had already exhausted his energy during the continuous reloading process, and was replaced by Hu Bin. The hot sulfur-smelling air was very choking, but several people in the tank were sweating and taking big gulps of air. Enter the lungs. A Churchill rushed up desperately against the Tiger's gunfire, exposing its body to the hunter's muzzle. Ferey subconsciously fired a cannonball to break Churchill's tracks, but later remembered that this was the last cannonball. The other tanks in the rear focused their fire and killed Churchill who rushed up, but Hu Bin and the others faced him.There was a trace of confusion in the battle that followed. The Stalker, which lacked secondary weapons, had lost the ability to continue fighting, but the crew members were unwilling to give up this tank that they had fought together for a long time. "Let's go, this day will come." Stan silently put his submachine gun on his back and hung two grenades on his chest. This veteran undoubtedly set an example for others. Hu Bin told other tanks on the radio that he had run out of ammunition, and then parked the stalker on the side of the road. After stepping out of the tank, Hu Bin remembered that he was still a sniper. At some point, he had subconsciously regarded the tank as a part of himself. Perhaps it was because the small space and the rich sound of artillery gave him Too much passion and security. After calling a passing German soldier, Hu Bin knew where he was. The Germans spent a full three hours and paid an unknown price. Even Hu Bin and the others ran out of ammunition, but they only advanced less than 700 meters. The wreckage of chariots and the corpses of soldiers were strewn across the street, and craters had plowed the originally smooth road almost all over. The central area of ??the city is not far ahead. The fountains and flower beds on the square can already be seen. The intensive firepower of the Allies and the remaining tanks waiting for the battle are on the opposite line of defense. Behind them is the one that both sides are fighting for. Fight for the bridge with all your might. Hu Bin and three others climbed into a building closer to the front line. What you see is the solid defense line of the Allies. After asking the three people to guard the entrance downstairs for him, Hu Bin placed a table under the window and set up a sniper rifle to observe the situation on the Allied defense line. There are machine gun fire points in groups of three, anti-tank artillery with good shooting range, infantrymen constantly shooting outward through the shooting holes reinforced with sandbags on the windows of the building, and snipers hiding in the dark without being discovered by themselves. The arm guard frowned secretly. The Allied defense line was very well constructed. If they could not organize a powerful attack to penetrate it in one fell swoop, the German army would inevitably be dragged into a war of attrition. When he originally hoped that the Tiger tank would create another miracle, Hu Bin saw that Doyle's car was hit by an anti-tank shell and its tracks were destroyed. Three m4s rushed out from their respective bunkers. Its muzzle was firmly locked on the Tiger tank, which posed the greatest threat to one's own defense line. Based on past experience, no matter how much M4 fire is concentrated, it may not be able to penetrate the Tiger's defense. However, Hu Bin opened his mouth wide at this moment, trying to tell Doyle to be careful. The space prompt had just sounded, and the group of contractors who had never shown their heads showed their sharp blades at the last moment, destroying the German army's best hope in one fell swoop. The Sherman "Firefly" tank is a tank model specially designed by the Allies to restrain the German Tiger tanks. The Firefly, equipped with a 17-pound anti-tank gun, uses the latest design of special armor-piercing projectiles. Its powerful penetrating power can directly penetrate the frontal armor of the Tiger. Three armor-piercing shells hit the Tiger tank. Except for one that was blocked by the track and failed to penetrate, the other two shells directly penetrated the 102mm thick frontal armor of the Tiger. Hu Bin's heart tightened, Doyle happened to be in the driver's seat. Those two shells are very likely to affect that guy. The Tiger's progress was finally stopped, but its rotating turret told the enemy that it had not yet been defeated. The 88mm artillery hit a Firefly that was unable to retreat with its final residual power. A thick smoke rose from the engine of the hit tank. He struggled forward and slid for a distance before becoming paralyzed on the spot. A crew member exposed half of his body from the escape door at the rear of the Tiger, but was hit in the back by a bullet fired from an unknown source. After struggling twice, he lost his voice. Hu Bin angrily looked for the enemy who had just fired a cold shot. But they found that the opposite side was full of Allied soldiers shooting from their heads. With the intention of killing one by one, Hu Bin blew off the head of an Allied soldier, but then many bullets came towards the window where he was. Hu Bin, who fled to the side in a hurry, heard a familiar scream, and then was hit by the shock wave against the wall behind him, and rolled down the stairs to the first floor. Hu Bin, whose life was once again saved by the shield on his military uniform, no longer dared to show his face casually. He leaned against the other three people downstairs, wanting to just stay there and wait for the outcome of the battle. A familiar sound of artillery was heard, and the subsequent cheers from the German army cheered up Hu Bin a little. He carefully poked half of his head out of the window and found another Tiger slowly driving into the square against the enemy's fire. , while the wreckage of a Sherman opposite was slowly emitting black smoke. But then several hidden Fireflies reappeared, inflicting heavy damage on the new Tiger tank, causing the German army that had just built up some morale to calm down again. Hu Bin shook his head slightly and wanted to retract his head, but in his peripheral vision, he noticed that the turret of Doyle's Tiger wreckage was slowly rotating. Although it was slow, it was definitely rotating. "Stallone, get out of hereCome! "Hu Bin turned around and shouted. "You are a fucking lunatic Reed, Feyre, and Stan. You two are also crazy with him. The most damning thing is that you have driven me crazy too. . Stallone kept cursing, but followed closely behind Hu Bin. Although Feyre was trembling with fear from Hu Bin's plan, he followed him without saying a word when he was about to take action. As for Stan, this guy There was a rare smile on his face, but Stallone thought it was a silly smile that only a terminally ill person would show. Hu Bin¡¯s plan was simple: rush out, enter the wreckage of the Tiger, confirm Doyle¡¯s life and death, and then adapt accordingly. When Hu Bin said the word "flexibly" when asked by Stallone, he almost made Stallone crazy. However, such a plan that seemed extremely unreliable was recognized by most of the crew members except Stallone. "Can't we call a tank to cover it? Aren't you a lieutenant? Why don't you even have this power? "Seeing the street entrance blocked by multiple machine guns, Stallone said in fear. "Chariot? Stallone, you are a genius. "Hu Bin looked at the battlefield with bullets flying in front of him, and his blood had cooled down a lot, but he was awakened by Stallone's words. "I'm a fucking idiot! "When Stallone stepped on the stalker's accelerator and moved forward crazily, his heart was filled with regret. If he hadn't said what he just said smoothly, Reed might have woken up. How could such an act of committing suicide be possible? It¡¯s something a normal numberer can do. ¡°But it¡¯s exciting, isn¡¯t it? Don¡¯t act like you¡¯re dead, after this world ends. I invite you to have a drink at the Angel Bar. "Hu Bin stared at the remains of the Tiger not far ahead. He was betting on a very small possibility. This would be a bet for him to decide his future path, and the result of losing the bet would be to catch himself. And the lives of the three people accompanying him. ¡°This is what you said! "Stallone, who had already boarded the pirate ship, took the risk and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, letting the stalker rush out of the street in a violent manner. Only when you are truly immersed in it can you know that this land is like a place of death. The square was so dangerous. The ricocheting sound of machine gun bullets hitting the steel plate of the tank never stopped. Hu Bin had a premonition of the approaching danger with his high sense of perception and immediately ordered Stallone to brake, and a shell hit him. A piece of mud was stirred up on the road in front of the stalker. When several M4s saw prey approaching again, they all exposed their turrets and prepared to destroy the enemy as before, but this time the prey made an astonishing move. Action. ¡°Now. "Stallone shouted, placing the Stalker's body in front of the Tiger wreckage, and then pressed hard on the ground of the tank with both hands. He exited the driver's seat. Hu Bin and Stan, who were waiting next to him, pulled him away. Holding his shoulder, Ferre opened the escape door on the side of the Hunter, and the four people quickly evacuated the chassis of the Tiger. The armor-piercing bullet penetrated the Hunter's body without mercy. However, it was difficult for the Stalker, which had exhausted its shells, to trigger an explosion. It maintained its intact body and withstood the enemy's attack, but Hu Bin and others got under the Tiger wreckage and sneaked in through the maintenance door below. Among the wreckage, the blond figure appeared in front of Hu Bin "Doyle! "Hu Bin frowned and looked at Doyle who was covered in blood, but the young blond captain waved his hand to show that he was fine. He pointed to the bloody corpse in the driver's seat and said, "The blood is Victor. Yes, the unlucky guy was shot through the heart, but fortunately he didn't feel any pain when he left. " Doyle's mental state is quite optimistic. It seems that he was surprised and very excited by the arrival of Hu Bin and the others. After the two of them pulled the other three companions into the tank compartment, they started the plan that Hu Bin said The stage of adaptability. "Okay, we have worked hard to get into this iron coffin, now let's talk about what we should do. "Stallone said with an angry look, but he very much expected Hu Bin to come up with a feasible plan. "Doyle, how is the situation with Tiger. "Hu Bin ignored Stallone's complaint, but turned around and asked Doyle first. "It's terrible. The engine is fine, and the fuel tank was not damaged, but the turret seems to be stuck. I tried moving it several times and it didn't work. did not succeed. One of the front load-bearing wheels fell off, both tracks were broken, and the driving unit was seriously damaged. It is estimated that it will need to be returned to the factory for overhaul. "Doyle said with a frown. It seemed that even he didn't have much hope. "Here you go, see if you can get this big guy to move. "Hu Bin took out a golden wrench and handed it to Doyle, but his heart tightened at this moment. Doyle wrinkled and played with the small wrench for a while, and Hu Bin's heart trembled. He trembled for a moment, but then this guy patted his chest and told HuBin, this item can completely restore Tiger Style. Hu Bin breathed a long sigh of relief and fell down in the narrow chariot carriage. He looked at the hatch cover above, but his eyes seemed to be looking through the steel plate into the distant depths of the sky. Seeing Hu Bin's appearance, the others knew enough not to disturb him. After a moment, Hu Bin straightened up suddenly, grabbed the small wrench handed over by Doyle, and pressed it against the inner wall of the Tiger compartment. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! PS: I forgot to ask for leave from everyone. It is my turn to be on duty in the unit this week. The updates in the next few days may have to come to an end temporarily. But please keep reading. Don't worry, my friends, I will continue to type during my shift, and I will update a few chapters with you after I get home from my shift. 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