Tank—Attack!
Here's the translation in English:
"In front is the camp of Prince Sobek. The sound of artillery has gradually faded, as if this place has little to do with the war.
Here, you can see a dozen British soldiers on guard, with a heavy machine gun set up there. It would be suicidal for just two people to try to charge up there.
Re-establishing communication with Xiao Ling, Wang Weiya said in German:
"I am the Wanderer, ordering tank support!"
Guo Yunfeng was somewhat curious; he didn't know what the lieutenant was muttering to himself.
"Wanderer identity confirmed, tank support initiated, coordinates confirmed, arrival at the battlefield in five minutes!"
Wang Weiya breathed a sigh of relief.
"Lieutenant, what were you saying over there?" Guo Yunfeng's curious question made Wang Weiya awkwardly smile. "I was counting the enemy's numbers."
"Oh." Guo Yunfeng lifted his head.
But just as he did so, his eyes met with a British soldier looking in their direction—
Exposed!
Shouts rang out, followed by the crackling of gunfire, as over a dozen British soldiers quickly charged towards them.
Wang Weiya didn't pay too much attention, knowing they would be exposed sooner or later. He just wondered if they could hold out until the tanks arrived!
The submachine gun roared first, and two British soldiers fell in response. Then, another shot rang out nearby, and with it, another British soldier fell into a pool of blood.
Guo Yunfeng!
His marksmanship was just too precise!
He pulled the bolt, took aim, and fired again:
The second British soldier fell to his gun!
Guo Yunfeng licked his finger, then steadied his gun again:
The third!
Three bullets took down three enemies!
The British soldiers panicked, all lying prone on the ground. Before they could even see how many enemies there were, three of their comrades had fallen!
"Great marksmanship!" Wang Weiya silently praised, but unfortunately Guo Yunfeng only had three bullets. Now it was his turn!
Wang Weiya quietly watched the other side, patiently awaiting the moment.
The gunfire temporarily ceased, and after a while, the British soldiers lying on the ground cautiously raised their heads, then carefully stood up and began to cautiously move forward again...
Wang Weiya smiled. The Bergmann MP18 submachine gun revealed the grim reaper's fangs!
"Rat-tat-tat—" a long burst of gunfire spewed out, sweeping through the enemy like a whirlwind. Under the short and fierce assault of the British soldiers, they left behind several bodies and turned to run back to their camp.
But this was just the beginning. Immediately after, the British heavy machine gun launched a retaliatory barrage.
Bullets rained down like a storm, preventing Wang Weiya and Guo Yunfeng from lifting their heads.
Under the cover of the heavy machine gun, the British reassembled over twenty men and began to charge towards them. With only a submachine gun in Wang Weiya's hands, they could no longer stop the British advance!
"Tanks support arriving in thirty seconds!"
When Xiao Ling's voice timely sounded in Wang Weiya's ears, he smiled again.
He quietly hid behind the broken fortifications, patiently waiting for the moment to come...
The British were already very close to the fortifications. At this moment, the ground suddenly began to shake...
The British suddenly stopped their advancing steps, looking around in confusion.
What's going on? What's happening? There was no one to answer them.
"Lieutenant, look!" Guo Yunfeng exclaimed in shock, pointing tremblingly towards the rear. Even his hand was shaking, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
The huge bodies of three German Panzer I B tanks finally appeared on the battlefield!
At this moment, the British also noticed these three steel monsters. They were at a loss, unable to comprehend. All their forward momentum came to a sudden halt in front of these three steel beasts!
What on earth is this!
"Wanderer, tank support arrived, awaiting fire command!"
Wang Weiya took a deep breath, then exclaimed firmly:
"Fire!"
Fire!
The machine guns on the three tanks simultaneously spat out flames!
The firepower from the six machine guns combined was simply unstoppable. Amidst the screams, the bewildered British soldiers were mowed down in swathes.
"That's our support!" Wang Weiya shouted loudly to Guo Yunfeng, then ran to the front of the tank. On it, he found a suspended leather bag.
Opening the bag, he found a Bergmann MP18 submachine gun, a dozen magazines, and a wireless radio communicator.
After collecting the wireless communicator, Wang Weiya returned, tossing the submachine gun to Guo Yunfeng. "Hey, Si Dao, use this to deal with those British!"
But before Guo Yunfeng could even grip the weapon, Xiao Ling's voice sounded in his ear again:
"End of sweep, twenty-one targets hit, confirmed, twenty-one targets hit!"
Wang Weiya was stunned. So fast? Looking out beyond the fortifications, sure enough, twenty-one British soldiers had fallen under the almost frantic sweep of the six machine guns.
Guo Yunfeng was also stunned.
My God, what is this strange thing? It took down so many enemies in an instant? Where did the lieutenant find such support?
At this moment, Prince Sobek's camp was in complete chaos. They could see clearly from the camp. After the appearance of the three steel monsters, more than twenty soldiers were powerless against them!
What on earth is that!
"TANK, TANK!" The camp's captain, Major John, was the first to react, shouting out in alarm!
Damn it, those are TANKS—Panzer Is!
The British were the first to deploy tanks on the battlefield, but in such a short time, the enemy also had them, and judging from the appearance and firepower of the three tanks on the opposite side, they far exceeded the British tanks!
"Machine guns, machine guns, stop them!" John shouted hoarsely.
The heavy machine guns rang out... bullets relentlessly sprayed towards the other side, and the machine gunners of the British soldiers were filled with fear at the sight of the three steel monsters.
"Tanks—Attack!"
Wang Weiya issued the command.
The Panzer I B tanks emitted a terrifying roar, then began to advance relentlessly.
The tanks, which only appeared in 1935, were now on the battlefield of 1916. In terms of armor, firepower, and advanced design concepts, they were invincible for this era!
No force could stop their advance!
Advancing relentlessly, their target:
Prince Sobek's camp!
Facing the sweeping fire from the British heavy machine guns, these three tanks were unflinching, fiercely firing their machine guns while slowly covering the two men forward:
Wang Weiya—Guo Yunfeng!
Shocking, everything on the battlefield could only evoke one feeling:
Shocking!
The appearance of the Panzer I B tanks would completely change the current situation on the battlefield, and a miracle would be born here!
The person who created this miracle:
Wang Weiya—Ernst Blum!