Imperial Overlord

The attack on Gibraltar is a large-scale diplomatic and military operation, and it is the direction that Germany is working towards in the near future. . fastest update

It is a pity that these have nothing to do with Wittmann, who is in command of the No. 5 Panther tank in the training camp on the outskirts of Berlin.

He was now leaning against the hatch of the tank turret, looking at the hillside in the distance with his binoculars. That was the target he was going to attack, and it was the position representing the enemy's side in this exercise.

"Car No. 1, Car No. 1!" Putting down the binoculars, Wittmann pressed the communicator on his throat and called the command car of his unit: "No enemy tanks were found!"

Wittmann's Panther tank was still hiding behind a bush at this time. He could clearly see the No. 1 tank not far away, and he could also see bushes one after another on the hillside in the distance.

From his experience driving a reconnaissance vehicle in Poland, he guessed that the bushes on the hillsides in the distance might be camouflaged enemy fortifications or tank targets.

It's just that he really didn't see the enemy, so he could only truthfully report what he saw. But soon he added, very cautiously: "However, I suspect that the enemy is in those bushes!"

"Attack!" The company commander of the No. 1 car loudly ordered, and the Panther tank painted with the number 001 rushed to the side of the roadbed, exposing its trapezoidal turret with a slope.

Soon, the second tank also rushed to the side of the roadbed. The more than 40-ton tank, raising the sand and rushing towards the enemy's position, looked very mighty.

This is not simply an invulnerable tank rushing towards the enemy's position. You must know that a tank of this size and weight can bring an unparalleled sense of oppression while approaching the enemy.

This sense of oppression is more vividly reflected in the Panther tank. This new tank has a more disturbing design than the old tank.

The sides of the tank, most of the tracks and road wheels, are covered by side skirts. The low body and some large turrets make this German tank very modern.

Huge mass and solid skirts give the Panther a sense of heaviness. Tracks pick up dust, engines roar up slopes, and these Panthers are far more powerful than any other German armored vehicle.

Even in this school, including Wittmann, everyone who has seen the Panther tank takes it for granted that the Panther tank is the real German armored weaponry.

As for the No. 1 and No. 2 tanks previously equipped by the troops, as well as the No. 3 and No. 4 tanks and 38t tanks, they are just another product. The only one that can be called a tank is the Leopard type.

After more than ten days of running-in, Wittmann already knows the tank under his feet very well, and the crew members around him also know his equipment very well.

The driver, Duke, was very used to manipulating his tank. After such a long run-in period, he smoothly drove his tank forward and ran over the bushes in front of him that used to be shelter.

In front of Wittmann is the gunner Carl Wegener, who is sitting in his position. At this time, he is looking for a distant target with his sight, and carefully adjusts the angle of the gun.

On the other side of the turret, the tall Homan waited for the order. Fortunately, after the gunner fired the first shell, he used the fastest speed to push the next shell into the gun chamber.

The radio operator was a new face, his name was Ehoff, a young, fair-eyed boy.

He had just graduated from radio school when he was assigned to the crew, served and fought as a radio operator.

"Commander! I didn't find the target!" The gunner said to Wittmann with his eyes on the eyepiece of the sight.

Although the temperature on the outskirts of Berlin in October has begun to get cold, the temperature inside the tank is still quite high.

The air was a little dull, and only a little bit of wind poured in from the open tank door. Duke drove the tank, over a slope, and onto the road as well.

It didn't take long for these tanks to rush to the high ground, and a target made of wood, which was used as a false target, was penetrated.

"There is no time for these sergeants to train here." Looking at the Panther tanks that were climbing the heights in the distance, the colonel in charge said to his adjutant.

He pointed to a company of 10 Panther tanks that were simulating an attack in the distance, and said, "Tomorrow, everyone in this company will leave here."

The order just came, because 45 new tanks have been produced, and the weapons and equipment of a newly formed tank battalion will be transported to the front line for installation.

The equipment of this tank battalion includes tanks and trucks, as well as the armored vehicles of the battalion headquarters and the combat staff who have just finished training.

Wittmann's company became the first batch of trainees trained by the Armored Corps School and went to the front to train more recruits.

Like a dandelion, Wittmann and the others are like a seed that has flown into the distance and is about to bloom and bear fruit on the front line.

By the time more tanks are deployed to the front lines, perhaps only one platoon in a battalion is a truly professionally trained crew.

They want to ensure that everything they have learned is passed on to the troops on the front lines that have received the new tanks. It's like these units are responsible for teaching other newly formed armored units to use the No. 3 and No. 4 tanks that they have eliminated.

This is Germany's military expansion. While maintaining the rapid expansion speed, the combat quality of the front-line troops is guaranteed as much as possible.

"Just letting them leave, I still feel a little reluctant..." The colonel said with his hands behind his back, looking at the Panther tank that had stopped in the distance.

He hadn't figured out why the Führer knew such a young man named Wittmann, and at the same time he didn't have much interaction with this young man.

He, who had been secretly observing Wittmann, didn't even find anything special about him.

"In the afternoon, give them passes and let them report to the new unit." Finally, the reluctant colonel decided to stop thinking about Wittmann's problem.

Maybe the Führer just randomly found a roster of the army, saw Wittmann by chance, and said something with great interest.

I have to say that this colonel is really a genius of reasoning. Li Le has indeed forgotten Wittmann. The head of state is very busy every day, and naturally he will not remember the name of a tank commander.

"Good fight!" On the hillside in the distance, the company commander of the 1st Company walked over to the tank where Wittmann was with a smile and praised.

In the attack just now, Wittmann's crew eliminated a total of two hidden enemy tanks, ensuring the safety of the entire tank company's flanks.

Victory was fairly easy because the enemy would never fire back. Wittmann stood beside his tank, smiled embarrassedly, and said modestly: "Luck! My luck is just good."

When he was talking about luck, the colonel's adjutant came over, stood next to the 1st company commander, and said to the 1st company commander, "The order has come from above, and the colonel has decided to send you to the Eastern Front!"

"Turn us?" The 1st company commander, who had just been in contact with the Panther tank for a while, asked with a bewildered expression, "Why?"

"A batch of new tanks will be shipped to the Eastern Front. As a teaching company, you are responsible for training a new tank battalion." The adjutant glanced at Wittmann and said.

His words made the company commander of the 1st company stunned for a moment, and then he asked a little uneasy: "Sir! We have only been training for more than ten days. In this case, is it a bit too much for us to teach the company? Was it too hasty?"

"This is something that can't be helped." The adjutant spread his hands helplessly, saying that he didn't have a good way: "Everyone here has not been in contact with new tanks for a long time."

Because it is the first batch of training cadets, these cadets have the same time in contact with the tank. The Panther tank's service time is so short that it is too short to complete basic training.

Fortunately, these people who come to study are all veterans who have achieved records in various units. If they are new recruits, they may not even memorize the manual.

"Everyone is the same, only trained for ten days. You can continue to learn on the front line, but at the same time you have to teach other recruits how to use the new tanks." The adjutant glanced at Witt involuntarily and curiously as he spoke. Man.

"When are we going?" The commander of the 1st Company heard this~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and knew that the matter was probably settled, so he could only ask.

"You get on the train the day after tomorrow and go directly to Poland... Along with the tanks, you are also escorting these new equipment." After the adjutant finished speaking, he closed his folder, gave a casual salute, and turned to leave.

Wittman took a step forward and looked at the back of the adjutant who turned and left. After a long while, he turned his head and said to his face, "There is trouble."

"Yeah! Trouble is coming!" The company commander of the 1st Company agreed with a gloomy approval: "We haven't learned how to drive this kind of tank yet, and now we have to teach others."

"In ten days, dozens of tanks have been produced and sent to the front line. The production speed of this tank is faster than No. 4." What Wittmann wants to say is this kind of tank. The speed of the equipment is really amazing.

He has served in the front line and of course knows the replenishment rate of the Panzer 4. It seems that the replenishment rate of the new tanks has exceeded the No. 4 tank. In his opinion, the production rate of new tanks is really fast. (To be continued...)