The white shield-shaped emblem was a unicorn with a head held high and angry hooves in the middle, and two laurel leaves were decorated below. Lieutenant Sneed nodded with satisfaction, and handed the paint can in his hand to the cannon leader who was lying on the entrance of the turret and looking down.

"Hank, see, this is art." Sneed said proudly, slapped the turret armor of the No. 4 tank.

"There is a horse in the middle, head."

"This is a unicorn, you are a country bumpkin, Sgt. Hank." The driver Rawick was wearing only a pair of trousers, standing next to the tank, smoking a cigarette happily.

"You bastard, put your clothes on and don't show off your fat body in front of me." Hank picked up a greasy rag from the turret and threw it at the driver.

"My clothes are all hanging there, and there is no spare one. If there is no new rubber sealing ring on it today, I can only wear swimming trunks to drive this thing." The driver caught the rag and threw it on the front armor of the tank.

"Company Commander! I've brought the spare parts back and there are today's supplies." The young senior corps were wearing a straight black armored soldier uniform and riding a women's bicycle. There was a basket hanging in front of the faucet and a wooden box without a cover tied to the back seat.

"Bread, beef sauce, sliced ​​ham, hot coffee, butter, cheese and sausage, plus ten eggs." Carl, the loader, parked the bicycle, picked up the basket and handed it to Sneider who was squatting on the body of the car.

"Ah, new seal strips, tape, two throat meterers, two boxes of fuses. What is this? Hi Stevans, your radio spare parts are here, let me see what else on the list." The driver removed the box from the back seat of the bicycle, and then squatted aside and began to rummage and pick.

"Oh, and, this is your letter. I'm bringing it back for you." The Private took out an envelope from the inner bag of his uniform and handed it to Sneid.

"Oh? Thank you, Carl." Sneed handed the basket to the cannon leader who had climbed out of the turret, and then took the letter.

The young loader smiled shyly, then walked to the sunshade beside the tank, took off his neat uniform, shirt, trousers, and leather shoes, folded the clothes neatly and put them in a wooden box beside him, and then changed into a white one-piece work suit and a pair of cowhide work boots on the clothesline.

Sergeant Hank put the basket on the table under the awning, took out a folding knife from his pants pocket. He rubbed it on the sleeves and began to cut bread. Stevens and Rawick also came over, and the two of them frolicly took out the plates of five people from the utensil box, and put the knife and cup on the folding table. Stevens opened the paper bag of beef sauce, took out a folding knife and started to divide the meat. Rawick took out a bottle of wine from the box.

"Lt. Come and have lunch. The coffee is still hot." Hank finished cutting the bread and picked up the small thermos with coffee and poured coffee into the lieutenant's cup.

"Lieutenant?" found that the commander did not respond. The gunman turned around in confusion and saw their always calm and steady tank company commander standing next to the tank with his letter paper, lowering his head and standing blankly.

"Lieutenant, is it okay?" Hank walked forward and asked worriedly.

"No, no! Thank you. It's okay! God, I mean, it's great!" Sneed suddenly turned around, looking ecstatic. He grabbed Hank's shoulder with both hands and shook it hard.

"My wife just gave birth to a son for me! Hank, I have a son! I have a son! Hank!" Sneed let go of one hand and hugged the cannon leader's neck. He placed the letter in front of Hank.

"Look! Three thousand eight hundred grams, boy! Thank God! Oh, can you believe it?" The tank company commander happily patted the cannon leader's shoulder.

"Oh God! Congratulations to you, sir. Little Lisa must be very happy to have a younger brother."

"Of course, of course! Hank, I'm going to invite all the officers and soldiers of the company tonight. The Side family has a new member and the German army has a small tank soldier!" Side let go of Hank's shoulder, then waved the letter paper to his crew members, and he was about to report the good news to everyone he met.

"Haha, what a timely gift." Hank turned his head and looked at the excitedly rubbing the correspondent's hair, patted the driver's back, lifted the wine on the table and slapped his head and drank the commander with a heartfelt smile on his face.

The cannon leader turned around and reached out to pat the hard side skirt of the No. 4 tank beside him. During this period, as the starting company of the assault armored battalion, the company commander Sneed was under too much pressure.

Because he participated in the assault of the Hydera Legion and showed courage and tenaciousness in the battle, Sneed's tank company was commended by Guderian. Although he was not able to be transferred to the Hydera Legion, he received priority personnel and material supplies. In the middle of the French battle, due to serious mechanical losses, the company was forced to be transferred to the rear for repair.

Due to the excessive losses, Sneed was not promoted, but received personal commendation from the commander, as well as a first-class Iron Cross and a newly-established silver armored assault seal by the head of state. Since only two and a half rows of tanks were beaten, the tanks were almost scrapped, and they had been commended by the commander, so they were given the opportunity to change their clothes.

As a result, when they saw the tank unloaded from the heavy armored trailer, the whole company was stunned by the things in front of them. Judging from the body and turret, this should be the No. 4 tank, but the No. 4 in front of them actually had a long-barreled cannon. This was simply the dream of all No. 4 tankers. They had long hated the short little boy, just like in front of them, this was a man.

For the No. 4 G model, the operation manual and equipment list issued by the equipment department are written like this. In addition to a 48-diameter 75mm gun, an additional 50mm armor plate was also installed on the front, the commander's command tower was strengthened, and the circumferential periscope and armor cover were installed. The hatch cover was changed to a lifting and rotating opening and closing type, and an anti-aircraft machine gun rack was also installed behind the command tower. It is said that the head of state personally inquired about the improvement plan of this type of tank, and this was just a transition model, but for this rumor, all tankers said hahaha. How could this be a transition model? Look at the 80mm front face, the 75mm long cannon, and then look at the parameters of this gun, they are already invincible in the world.

However, something more exciting is still to come. This tank is actually a specially modified version of the improved version. This thing can actually dive! After hearing this function, Sneider and Hank directly wanted to turn the table up! This thing is twenty-three tons, diving? It's stuck on the mudflat. What rice? Not in the river? Diving at the seabed? Are we incorporated into the navy? How is this thing underwater? Is it electric? Engine snorkel? So what about people? Do you care about people? All tank hands feel that this thing is obviously a pit for burying tank soldiers when the design plan is formulated.

The original purpose of this tank was to land in the UK. It would be good to land in the UK. Defeating the British was every German soldier. However, Germany lacked the experience of armored landing, and the army did not have the concept of a tank landing ship. A group of generals scratched their heads when looking at the map. The beach was too shallow to draw, and the cargo ships could not be relied on. How can the tanks pass? Could it be that they used a barge to ferry slowly? That would have to be allowed by the British. The army and air force on the other side were not dead yet.

So some guys with big imaginations began to go on evil paths. Since the boat could not stand, let the tanks climb onto the shore by themselves. We went under the water. The German tank group rushed out of the water and roared onto the beach. This scene was really touching. Hitler also expressed his touchingness, so he stroked his pen. Do it! As a result, when the French battle was over, he created a bunch of modified accessories.

Next, it was Xu Jun's turn to play the beach and land in 1940. At first, Xu Jun thought to directly let the tank landing craft grab the beach. Then he found that the structural strength and horsepower of the existing cement tank landing craft were limited. If he had to seize the beach head, he would probably not be able to withdraw, which would hinder the landing troops from logging in.

So I considered floating. Although the German tanks were very large, they were lighter than Tom's furnace. They might even float up when they were fitted with an apron. As it turned out, the No. 3 and No. 4, which were fitted with an apron, could indeed float up, but all the armored commanders believed that this kind of tank floated on the water was a canvas target, so why not just draw a cross bullseye? Moreover, before landing, the tank had no ability to defend and fight back. In fact, after surrounding the apron, the tank didn't even know where the coast was. It had to look at the compass to distinguish between the east, south, west and north, and could only rely on tracks to move forward. The speed was so slow that people wanted to push up. The modified external propeller was too large. And historical battle examples also proved that this thing was designed to drown the tank hand, so Xu Jun struggled for a long time and finally passed it.

As a result, I finally returned to the submersible ferry, but this time, because there was a dedicated landing ship, I didn't have to be thrown into the water for three kilometers offshore. Instead, I went into the water at a depth of two or three meters at a distance of two or three meters. After only a few dozen meters, I could become a semi-submersible state. The turret exposed the water surface and then rushed directly to the beach. Since the diving distance is not far and the water depth is not deep, I did not use the original long ventilation hose, but instead used a three-meter-long alloy engine to pass through.

The engine and air intake and exhaust pipes are equipped with electric pressurization pumps and one-way shutters. All hatches are equipped with rubber seals, rubber covers and corks are added to various drainage holes and ventilation holes. Emergency oxygen cylinders and gas masks are installed in the car body. In addition, each driver is equipped with an inflatable body jacket, and even a rubber float is added to the spare box behind the turret. Once in distress, the personnel in the car can pull the pull ring and the float floats up to indicate the position, which is convenient for rescue and salvage.

Heard that it was not used as a submarine, Sneid's tankers finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that they would become the vanguard of landing in the UK, the tank company immediately devoted itself to the busy cruising training with great enthusiasm.

In the first week, the tankers spent all kinds of leaks, irrigation, drowning, and paddling. The driving skills did not improve much, but the swimming skills improved a lot. Every day, these tanks were thrown into the water by two barges with cranes at various postures and angles on the Normandy beach at various postures and angles, and then climbed to the shore. Then they threw them into the water and climbed to the shore, day after day.

In the same sea, they were accompanied by another brand new amphibious armored fleet. The kind of thing that looked like a tracked soap box was more fun in the water than they played in the water. However, considering that the thing was only a thin layer of eight-mm thick armor plate, Sneid's cruising tanks were still full of superiority. They were fast and useless, and they had to withstand it.

After training on the coast of Normandy for a full month, twenty-five tanks in the entire tank were loaded onto the train and headed north along the French coastal railway and all the way to Dunkirk.

At Dunkirk Beach, which was still the same wreckage, Sneed took his tank company to conduct a siege performance for the commander, which was also a test of this weapon and this force. The result was ideal. The scene of No. 4 tanks suddenly emerged from the water and climbing up the beach while shooting left a deep impression on the generals and marshals present. The commander-in-chief of the Army immediately ordered that the company was transferred to the first assault group of the landing echelon, and all supplies were included in the top priority ranks, and the same force was ordered to form immediately, so that at the beginning of the final landing, a battalion of tanks could be gathered and attacked the beach.

After the first wave of light infantry landed on a landing craft, they would get into the water forty meters away from the beachhead, rushed to the beachhead to cover the infantry assault, and then penetrated deeper according to the old habits of the German tank troops.

The second wave of tank landing ships will then directly rush to the beach and send ordinary tanks and armored vehicles. During the entire landing operation, the light infantry of this tank battalion and two regiments will form the tip of the entire bayonet.

Before this, Sneid's company, as a seed unit, would start training reserve trains one-on-one, so that when the equipment arrived, there would be enough personnel to drive and fight immediately.

So Sneid's company began to become a teaching company again, and he devoted himself to busy teaching training every day. Because the previous training had already gained a lot of experience, it became much easier to retrain personnel.

However, a lot of work and constant mechanical failures, water inlet accidents and large and small accidents were always in operation, but the modified tanks and personnel were still not in place. In addition, the personnel and equipment losses caused by frequent training, fatigue and hot weather, wet sea breezes and leaking tanks. All of this has brought too much pressure to Sneider. In the eyes of the gunner, the company commander often showed a worrying fatigue when there were no one else. He was very worried about his commander's current state. In the upcoming battle, the on-the-spot performance of the commander of the first assault company is not only related to the life and death of the entire company, but also directly to the success or failure of the entire battle.

However, now it seems that everything is over. Hank looked at the company commander who grabbed poor Carl's chin and poured wine into the other party's mouth with relief, took out his silver-plated cigarette box from his pocket, and pulled out a bluebird cigarette and a bakelite mouthpiece.

"Hi, guys, stop drinking it all, leave some for me." Hank walked towards his comrades playing with his cigarette mouth in his mouth. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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