In the past two days, many tanks and vehicles of various types have arrived one after another. The camp is buzzing with people and machines roaring. Several military police with dog tags are directing traffic in the middle of the camp, but the tanks still have difficulty moving.
After finally arriving at the team's assembly area, I saw a suspected command tank parked next to three No. 1 tank destroyers. A group of young people in the team were gathering together to chat and play, with young faces laughing from time to time. With an expression on his face, Li Qing jumped off the tank and commanded the monkey to park the tank. At this time, members of the team had gathered to watch the fun. Everyone was very interested in a new tank that was very different from other No. 1 tanks.
A sturdy blond young man approached Li Qing and asked loudly: "Hey, sir, is there a 20mm machine gun on this tank? How powerful is it? What is that headband on the turret? Why have I never seen it before? Have you seen it?"
Li Qing glanced at the familiar young man. He was not tall, less than 1.7 meters tall, and his skin was darker than the others. He looked at the weapons on the tank turret and replied: "EW 141 anti-tank with a caliber of 7.92 mm. The machine gun uses a 40-round drum magazine. The reason why it looks like a 20mm is because its barrel is heavy and long. In order to protect the barrel exposed outside the turret, a sleeve is added to the outside. Don't underestimate it. Although the caliber is small, its submunition chamber is thicker than a finger and can penetrate a 32mm armor plate at a 30-degree angle at a distance of 100 meters."
"Oh ho, then it must be very exciting when it shoots!" The young man stared at the barrel of the gun with glaring eyes, and his saliva was about to flow out. It was like a crazy man meeting a beautiful woman on the bus, and Li Qing was averse to the cold.
At this time, Monkey parked the tank, jumped off the tank, walked to Li Qing's side, and extended his hand to the young man in a friendly manner: "Monkey, the driver of this tank, the headband on the turret is a night vision device, which allows us to reach out." The enemy is invisible at night, but he is relatively delicate. Whether he can be effective on the battlefield depends only on the mood of God and his old man."
The young man calmed down after hearing the monkey's voice. He turned around and saw the monkey's outstretched hand, and quickly stretched out his hand to hold it: "Hello, sir, my name is Bol, the gunner of the No. 403 car, private."
Monkey is not wearing a military uniform with a military rank. This is probably because Randall revealed something about military ranks. Li Qing and Monkey have relatively high military ranks, so people have to treat them with caution. Monkey's military rank is lieutenant, and he is the commander of a small team. The officials are more than enough.
The monkey's face burst into laughter. It may have been the first time he felt like a leader, and his vanity was overwhelming: "I'm older than you, so you can just call me Brother Monkey. It's your first time on the battlefield, right? How do you feel?"
Li Qing secretly despised the monkey in her heart. She didn't even want to show her face. Why did she pretend to be a big-tailed wolf? He looked around casually, but when he didn't see Randall, he asked someone casually: "You, who is that, right, Hilmer? Is Lieutenant Randall here? I see his command tank is here!" "
Li Qing remembered that he was the commander of No. 178. The lazy blond young man stood at attention and said, "Sir, Lieutenant Randall should be at the command post now. He is usually not here at this time. He usually comes to join us in the evening." have dinner."
Li Qing nodded when he heard this and asked: "How is the maintenance of the vehicle? Can it set off at any time? Has the fuel been filled up?"
"The vehicles have been inspected and maintained, but they have not been refueled when they arrived at the camp. The fuel in the camp is relatively tight. Now the fuel in several tanks is almost bottomed out." A young man with short black hair interjected, Li Qing Looking at the face.
Li Qing asked in confusion: "Who are you?"
"Sir, I am Weig, Corporal First Class, the driver of this command tank No. 132."
Li Qing nodded to show that he knew, and then asked everyone to gather together and give the order: "I don't care what method you use, fill up all the tanks with oil this morning, and prepare at least two full 20-liter spare oil for each tank." Bucket, personal equipment and everything are ready, and prepare three days of field rations and water, so that you can set off at any time, okay, let’s get busy now!”
The monkey at the side extended his thumb to Li Qing. When the crowd dispersed, he said teasingly to Li Qing: "Okay, Boss Li, that's a bit like that." After saying that, he laughed, and Li Qing was not annoyed at all. Seeing the monkey Just laugh and curse a few words when he is acting weird.
Monkey is a bit of a social bull, and he has become familiar with most people in a short time. He and Weige, who he had just met, chatted and laughed and wandered around nearby, looking and touching here and there. He felt very comfortable.
Not long after lunch, Randall came over in a hurry, holding a telegram in his hand and saying hastily: "The latest order from the military department, 'Operation No. 25' has been advanced, in the early morning of the 10th, which is the early morning of tomorrow. The operation started at 3 o'clock, and now there is less than 15 hours of preparation time left."
Li Qing had long known that the operation would be advanced and had made preparations for it. Hearing this, he did not have much reaction. He just asked: "Have the troops been assembled? Is it a bit rushed?"
"If you haven't arrived today, don't wait. The latest gathering place of the troops has changed. Let's fight there and collect small groups of troops along the way." Randall left in a hurry after saying that, probably to inform others.
Soon the camp began to become lively. Everyone was busy checking vehicles and weapons, especially the teams that had not yet prepared supplies. They all gathered at the material distribution point. The material distribution point of the Military Supplies Department was overcrowded, and Li Qing and his team had to go far away. After moving a certain distance, the team members secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, they had almost prepared all the supplies in the morning. Now they don’t have to queue up there. The team members looked at Li Qing with eyes filled with conviction, and their morning complaints had long been forgotten. Don't know how far.
After dinner, Li Qing ordered everyone to take time to rest and get up in the early morning to eat and prepare for the battle. After all, there may not be a chance to eat and rest well for a while.
At almost midnight, everyone in the team got up and got ready, putting on their equipment and checking their belongings. The clothes Li Qing and Monkey had worn before, as well as useless keys and miscellaneous items, were all wrapped together and stuffed into the corner of the tank. Then a few people were sent to collect food and water, and the rest were dozing off against the tank in a daze. In fact, it was impossible to get a good rest from the afternoon until now. The camp was constantly noisy, so I could only make do with a short nap.
Randall found Li Qing and asked about the team's march plan. The two briefly discussed it. Considering that the No. 1 tank destroyer was not fast off-road, the two decided to follow the large group, with the No. 1 C type taking the lead in reconnaissance. , the other vehicles followed along the road, keeping a distance of 300 meters from front to back, and marching conservatively.
