A Panther tank slowly reversed off the flatbed truck. What is surprising is that this tank did not replace the transport tracks, but still installed combat tracks.
The secret is that the National Defense Forces have figured out a set of techniques from a large number of military exercises to get off and off the train without having to get off the station platform. The specific method is also simple. Pile up an extended section of soil slope on the outdoor railway and let the tank drive in reverse.
Unloading a flat car. This operation is not difficult for skilled crew members, and the vehicles are not restricted by the standard spacing between rails and platforms.
Leopard tank No. 424 drove into the assembly area under the dispatcher's glow stick and command. They belonged to the 3rd Company of the 2nd Battalion of the Armored Training Regiment. However, before it was their turn to get off the platoon, something went wrong with the flatbed vehicle. By the time the railway track
After the soldiers had finished their work and the chariots came over, the camp was already
It is occupied by big cats. Look at the parking area full of Tigers, Panthers, Cheetahs, Ferdinands, Wasps, Anti-Aircraft Leopards, Infantry Fighting Leopards, Repair Tigers, trucks, trailer motorcycles, rocket launchers, and grenades.
Cannons, anti-aircraft guns... These unlucky guys didn't even have the energy to cry.
Finally, Captain Farrows, who was in charge of the dispatching, was kind enough to hold back his laughter and assigned parking spaces to them. The four vehicle crews finally parked before the military police patrolled the camp area.
After confirming the spacing error between the front, rear, left and right, tank No. 424 stalled. The crew rechecked the gear position, gun base number, fixed bracket, tool box on the fender and other details before getting out of the vehicle neatly.[
After a lot of troubles, the convoy that finally entered the camp had already missed dinner time. At this moment, comrades in groups of three or three were picking their teeth and taking a walk in the camp after cooking. I don’t know which officer’s gramophone was playing the latest popular songs in the military camp.
After the division commander, who felt much more comfortable, stood up and left, Second Lieutenant Buckman explained to them.
After the troops were stationed, the rapid concentration of supplies in the rear caused problems in the transportation process. The armored instructors had already eaten combat rations for two consecutive meals. Seeing that they had to eat those disgusting things for dinner, the entire division was confused.
fell into depression.
At this time, a veteran who worked at a nearby train station and was in charge of railway dispatch delivered a large amount of food. There were whole pots of roast rabbit, roast goose, roast chicken, whole pieces of roast pork, pig heads...
The soldiers, who had long since lost their mouths, saw so many delicious foods, why should they hesitate and be polite? After thanking the veterans for their deep friendship, the soldiers of the whole division opened their stomachs and ate heartily.
"We tore the meat from the goose legs and ate them with chocolate candies, and picked out the chicken brains and dipped them in foie gras... But the big eater, Father Joseph, ate too much and was full."
When the hungry armored soldiers heard such a good thing, their eyes glowed like wolves' green light. But when they thought about having to eat only luncheon meat, they felt sad again.
At this moment, a stretcher was carried in front of them. Lying on it was their platoon leader, Second Lieutenant Karius. His eyes were rolled up, his limbs were twitching, and his left hand was scratching and talking to the sky.
The death struggle in the movie is very similar.
"Poor Julius, a miserable little boy."
Second Lieutenant Buckman was a bit dumbfounded and shrugged at the new recruits.
"He tried to close his eyes and swallow the combat rations. Unfortunately, he won the special edition canned luncheon meat made by the supreme commander himself."
Before Mikhail could finish speaking, the hairs on Mikhail's and the others' backs stood up. Although that adult was a perfect superman in everything he did, cooking was an exception.
[The king of dark cuisine who can make dark poisonous dishes], [The king of the dark cooking world who destroys the world with shovels and pans]... The supreme commander with terrifying names, plus the inherently disgusting luncheon meat...
The recruits made a gulping sound together, and the amused Second Lieutenant Buckman waved to them and consoled them:
"You are lucky. A cow broke into the camp just now and has been taken care of by the cooking squad. Muller, the leader of the cooking squad, is an old friend of mine. Bring him back and let him give you a taste of St. Stephen's crown.
The specialty of the territory is goulash, potato stew and salami.”
"Thank you sir!!"
The recruits saluted together and went to be inspected. They had never done such a standard action before. Second Lieutenant Buckman shook his head with a wry smile and took this group of guys who were a blessing in disguise to enjoy the dinner given to them by the Mother Goddess.
Feeling the fire of the authentic Gulashi ignited in his body from head to toe, Sergeant Major Mikhail burped, took out a piece of paper from his jacket pocket, spread it out on the cot, and borrowed the help of the tent's
With the light on, the pen tip "swishes" on the paper, and pride and longing appear on the paper through the pencil.
"Dear mother, how are you? In the early hours of this morning, our division launched an attack. It has now crossed the border and is 42 kilometers deep into Castile along the railway line..."
ps: Small quiz theater
Li Lin: Yesterday, people still answered, please work hard!
Nidhogg: Today’s questions 1. What is the prototype of Master Chief Mikhail? (Hint: The myth of Pokaki Village, the top Tiger Ace) 2. The origin of Gurashi potato stew and salami sausage
Where is it produced? (Hint: The country that once merged with Austria to form the Austro-Hungarian Empire.) Dear friends, please act quickly![