Transmigrated as the Crown Prince

"parking!"

Frank, the commander of the German tank company, ordered the tank company to stop advancing, opened the hatch cover, leaned out, and looked at the British tanks several kilometers away with a telescope.

"What's wrong, company commander?" The commander of a tank next to him also leaned out and asked.

Frank pointed to the British tanks in the distance. "Bauer, look. I feel something is wrong."

The commander named Bauer picked up the telescope and took a few glances. He saw British tanks in the distance scattered in the fields on both sides of the road, swaying here and there, with their turrets facing in any direction. Do Bao put down the telescope and said disapprovingly. "The tanks abandoned by the British must have run out of fuel and can no longer move. Is there anything strange about them?"

There was really nothing surprising. They encountered many abandoned tanks along the way; there were even countless armored vehicles. At first, the British army would use grenades and explosives to blow up these tanks and armored vehicles, but later they may feel it was too wasteful, so they simply discarded them there, at most dismantling some important components.

Not long ago, they encountered a dozen intact tanks. Those tanks were neatly parked on the roadside. Their engine compartments were opened, but the engines and other equipment were still inside.

"But there are a lot of abandoned tanks this time, and there is also a Matilda 2? This is really rare. It seems that their fuel is getting less and less; it is really a good phenomenon. Company Commander, let's catch up and kill them in one go. It's them."

"..." Frank, who was silent, suddenly lit up. "Bauer, what kind of tanks did these British abandon before?!"

"Matilda type 1." Bauer said with disdain. "That kind of garbage can only be used to bully infantry. It would be a shame to use it as a tank."

Frank slapped the hatch cover hard. "Yes, that's why I feel something is wrong. The ones they discarded before were all Matilda 1 tanks, but you see now they are all (A9) cruise tanks and Matilda 2 tanks. They are equipped with 40MM Tank guns are a threat to us at close range."

"Huh?" Bauer picked up the telescope and looked carefully. "It's true, company commander, do you think this is a trap by the British?"

Frank sneered. "These stupid British guys should teach them a lesson and let them know what it means to use a mantis' arm as a chariot. Everyone is here, ready to fight!"

"Wait a minute, company commander." A smirk appeared on Bauer's face. "Since these British guys have set a trap for us, why don't we play a trick on them?"

Frank raised his eyebrows, then smiled and nodded. "Yes, such a good fixed target cannot be wasted. Which crew in our company has no record yet?"

"The two crews of David and Edman."

"Okay." Frank ordered into the communicator. "David, Edman; you come forward, get close to 500 meters and fire." He retracted into the tank and ordered. "Prepare armor-piercing rounds!"

On the opposite side, General Wells, who personally served as the commander of a Matilda 2 tank, watched the German tanks roaring towards them through the periscope. It seemed that he had no intention of sending anyone to check, and he couldn't help but feel happy. . "Ready to fight!"

2000 meters.

1500 meters.

1000 meters.

600 meters.

But just as General Wells was fully expecting the Germans to continue advancing, they slowly stopped. Only two tanks continued to move forward for a certain distance and then stopped and pointed their black muzzles here.

"??" Admiral Wells was a little confused. what's the situation? Was it seen through or was it just a tentative shot?

"Everyone, don't move. Even if I am hit, you must continue to complete the mission!!" This situation is a bit embarrassing now. At this distance, the German tank guns were able to penetrate their armor, but their tank guns were powerless against the German armor. Even if you want to launch a charge, from starting the engine to accelerating to the maximum speed, it will be enough for the German tanks to fire several rounds of shells. How many tanks will be left that can rush to a distance of 300 meters by then?

So Admiral Wells could only bite the bullet and continue to pretend, secretly praying that the Germans would only fire two tentative shots.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The two tanks opened fire one after another, and the shells that arrived in a flash easily penetrated the front armor of the two (A9) cruise tanks, and then there was a violent explosion!

Frank, who observed the situation on the other side through the periscope, raised his eyebrows slightly. "No movement?" But he immediately ordered. "David, Edman, keep firing!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The two tanks fired four more shells one after another.

Seeing his side lose six tanks in the blink of an eye, General Wells's heart was bleeding. These brave soldiers, because of their orders, did not escape from the tank in the end and lost their young lives.

Did these Germans find any clues? If discovered, these two tanks would not be the only ones to fire; but if they were to fire tentatively, wouldn't it be too cautious to fire so many shells?

"Still no movement?" Frank on the opposite side frowned in confusion and began to doubt his own judgment. Could it be that I guessed wrong? Are these really just tanks abandoned by the British? After all, heavier tanks consume more fuel. Maybe the British really abandoned these fuel-consuming tanks.

Moreover, the other crews in the company were not happy either. So many achievements were given to the two of them, and the company commander was too partial.

"All of them! Free fire!" Anyway, there aren't many tanks left, and they can almost handle them with just two rounds of shooting.

Just when General Wells couldn't figure out the German army's thoughts, he saw more than 20 tanks on the opposite side spraying out a stream of fire from the muzzles almost simultaneously.

"God!" Admiral Wells was shocked. Before he could say anything, he seemed to hear a crash, and then he didn't know anything else. The 50mm tungsten-core armor-piercing bullet penetrated the armor of the Matilda 2 tank with ease as if it had hit a piece of tofu. Dozens of fragments of various sizes ran rampantly inside the tank compartment with terrifying lethality. Amidst the chaotic crackling sounds, the inside of the tank was turned into a mess of blood and flesh.

One by one, the British tanks were hit by bullets and burst into flames. The armored soldiers, covered in fire, crawled out of the burning tanks, fell to the ground and let out heart-rending screams. After a while, they were burned to death.

"Hey, what did I say!" Frank shouted excitedly. "Kill all the remaining tanks!" These guys were so tolerant that they were almost deceived.

There were less than 30 British tanks left. They wanted to fight back, but before they could start their engines, the Germans fired a second round of artillery fire. When they finally started their tanks and rushed towards the Germans, only 12 tanks were left. . These tanks were blown up one after another before they had even driven 50 meters.

"Keep moving forward, be careful around you! There might be some ambush!" As soon as Frank finished speaking, there was a loud noise, and a shell hit their front armor, but it did not penetrate, but was tilted. Armored rounds flew out.

"Reverse! It's an anti-tank gun!"

"1 o'clock direction! 600 meters away!"

The tank came to a quick stop and then the gunner opened fire. A shell flew towards the location of the anti-tank gun, penetrated the outer bunker of the anti-tank gun, and destroyed the anti-tank gun.

"Keep searching! There must be more than just this anti-tank gun here!"