“The smell here is so strange, it smells disgusting!”

"It's the charred taste of barbecue..."

"Stop, stop this topic, otherwise I wouldn't even want to stay for a second."

"Hey, the wheel of this turret is too heavy. Do you think it would be better to find some lubricant to add it?"

"I guess the previous battle damaged the balls in the steering device, otherwise with the Germans' seriousness, wouldn't they take good care of their equipment?"

"It is very likely that there are cracks in this sight, and a slight shock bump will not cause such damage."

In the "Teutonic Knights" that were penetrated in many parts of a car, four British soldiers whispered in the dark. This German heavy chariot was the spoils of British infantry. Although the maintenance personnel could not make its power system run again, this guy was still a solid small bunker on the battlefield. After cleaning up the remains of the dead, the British "occupied the nest". Although the temporary crew members were not proficient in chariot operations, it was no problem to simply control guns and drive machine guns.

"There are many shells that can be used, but I can't tell the difference between them. If the flares are used as high-explosive bombs and high-explosive bombs are used as armor-piercing bombs, the situation will probably be very troublesome..."

"Come on, I know some German, who has a lighter to borrow from me... OK, matches are OK... Well, hell, there is not even a letter on these shells."

"As far as I know, the round heads are flares, the pointed heads are grenades, and the longest shells are armor-piercing bullets."

"Well, I hope you are right... Let me see, the Germans left us 17 grenades, 14 armor-piercing bullets, and 6 flares... It seems that we have ammunition!"

"There are 4 boxes of machine gun bullets, each box should be 1,000 rounds, which is enough to deal with an infantry regiment."

"Don't be too happy too early, guys, these ammunitions have left us sitting on a gunpowder barrel. You may not have noticed the chariots that were broken down after being pierced. The turret weighing several tons was blown out, and the body of the chariot was blown into scrap iron. There was no possibility of survival in the people inside. Thank God for being able to save the body."

"So, are the German guys who were originally staying in this chariot lucky?"

"I'm not sure the chance of ammunition explosion after the chariot is penetrated. It may not be as high as I imagined, but even if the body of the vehicle is penetrated by armor-piercing bombs without detonating the ammunition, we may all die."

"Then pray, guys! Pray that God bless us and that we can return to our family completely at the end of this war."

At the same time, in the fox pit not far from this chariot, the British Army Captain John Gret Wellington, a member of the Wellington family, faced upwards, as if he was watching the stars in the wild rather than coming to fight. His thoughts seemed to travel around the sky, but in fact he was thinking about a very realistic question: why this battle was fought. Public opinion generally believed that it was the endless greed of the German ruling class that led to the outbreak of another war, but there was a big logical loophole in this concept. The Germans took at least half a century to fully digest the land and population resources they plundered in the previous war. By that time, their national strength would be far greater than any country in the world, including Britain and the United States, and the chances of starting a war would be much greater than that of now.

The elderly Emperor William has become the most powerful ruler on the planet. His achievements in defeating his old enemy and dominating the continent were enough to allow him to enter the grave with supreme glory. The result of the previous war had already given Germany a solid foundation to surpass Britain in all respects. By the end of the 1920s, Britain's economic, financial, political and diplomatic strength continued to decline, and except for the abnormally prosperous military, there was no real "first-class". Without the strong support of the United States, Britain would not have challenged the Germans in Egypt and the Middle East...

This war is named as a showdown between the United States and Germany. What is the difference between the role played by Britain and Ireland from the Allies?

"Here, it's ours!"

Hearing the reminder of his subordinates, Captain Wellington quickly turned into a crawling position like a loach. There were shadows in the fields ahead, and there were at least hundreds of numbers. The explosion light and flying tracer bullets kept leaping further away.

The captain narrowed his eyes and observed for a while: "It seems that the enemy attacked very fiercely, otherwise they would not have retreated so quickly, and ordered the platoons to prepare for battle, stabilize the front line first, and then find an opportunity to fight a counterattack."

The order was quickly conveyed, including the soldiers in the abandoned enemy chariots, and they were also notified at the first time. Everyone was on high alert, but what they were waiting for was not the enemy's attack, but the large group of fighter jets before the arrival of the summer rain thunderstorm came from the low altitude of the direction of St. George's Strait. Several planes in front roared past, leaving behind flares with parachutes. They slowly fell, illuminating large fields as bright as day. Immediately afterwards, colorful signal flares drew low arcs over the fields and landed to the location of the British troops, guiding the coalition aircraft group to carry out assault bombing on the British front.

Faced with this situation, most British officers and soldiers were not mentally prepared. Their anti-aircraft artillery was basically deployed behind the front line to protect artillery and transportation lines. When enemy fighters appeared in V-shaped formations, only sparse guns and shells rose from the ground, which pose little threat to the air strikers. After a while, black bombs fell densely, and huge explosions followed one after another. The violent explosions set off a strong airflow, swaying the grass in the field.

The British soldiers could only lie on the ground tightly to protect themselves from being bombed by enemy planes as much as possible. However, the power of the enemy's aviation bombs was so terrible that many people were stunned by the shock, and even directly killed without external injuries. Although the thick armor of the chariot could withstand the flying shrapnel, it could not eliminate the terrifying impact of the explosion. Compared with the people outside, the people in the chariot were just sitting on a small life raft on the storm of the sea.

As the huge explosion of the destruction world suddenly came, the four British troops who were inside the "Teutonic Knights" actually lost consciousness together. When they woke up one after another, the outside of the chariot was dead silent.

"Hey, what happened? Hey, hey, who can hear me?"

"Jim, is that you?"

"It's me, of course it's me! Uh... the head hurts so much. It feels like I'm being attacked in a bar and I fainted all of a sudden. I don't know how long it has passed."

As the two were talking, they suddenly heard the creaking sound of the hatch opening. They shouted at the same time: "Who is it?"

In an instant, a cool air flow penetrated into the cabin, and his dizzy head suddenly became much more awake. Then, a familiar voice came from their voice: "I opened the lid above the driver's head. The bombing was over. There was gunfire in the distance. I don't know how the battle was going."

After a few seconds of silence, another familiar voice came from the darkness: "Shh... don't talk, there are people in front of you, I don't know if they are enemies or friends... Damn, the German helmet, the enemy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the rattle of the Vicks water-cooled heavy machine gun sounded outside the chariot. Looking from the observation hole, the figure in front of him swayed a few times and soon disappeared. But a while later, the heavy machine gun ceased, and at this time, another dull roar came faintly. Suddenly, a small flare was fired from the British position, which quietly shone, causing several moving chariots to reveal their bodies.

"They are not the heavy chariots of the German army...they are the 'Celtic warriors' of the Irish army!"

The British soldiers who identified the identity of their opponents and temporarily acted as gunners seemed to feel at ease. The main chariot of the Irish Army was one level lighter than the German "Teutonic Knights". They were much inferior in terms of armor protection and artillery power. Ignoring various human factors, the Irish chariot troops should be easier to deal with than the Germans. While turning the heavy shaking handle, he calmly ordered: "Jim, come an armor-piercing bullet!"

The German tanks had emergency lighting equipment, but the time was too short, and the British, who knew little about their internal structure, had not yet found a way out. Another British soldier lit a match, opened the bolt with its faint light, and then ignited a second one, found a bullet with a bullet point on the ammunition rack, and then stuffed it into the bore in the dark. The whole process was much less efficient than a well-trained German loader.

Fortunately, the coalition chariots that were rumbling forward did not regard the abandoned chariot as a potential threat. They stopped from time to time to shoot at the British machine gun fire points. The 50mm caliber chariot cannon was more than enough to clear ordinary field bunkers, and it was a bit difficult to deal with chariots of the level of "Kitchener" and "Teutonic Knights".

"Okay, see if we can hit it..."

The British gunner squeezed out this sentence from his teeth, and it could be seen that his nervousness and anxiety were far more exciting and expectant than his excitement. After careful aiming, he determined the timing of shooting, and then he had to do it to pull the shooting handle next to the pitching and revolving handle of the main gun. However, this guy was as if he had been welded to death. In this accident, the gunner's hand was worried and wanted to find a hammer to directly fire the shells. He didn't know if this chariot had a backup main gun firing method, so he tried to pedal the left and right feet alternately, with the left foot pedal unresponsive, and the right foot pedal firing the main gun coaxial machine gun. In the night battle environment, the tracer bullet mixed between ordinary bullets particularly clearly verified the aiming effect of the main gun.
Chapter completed!