"At least I didn't pee into the wine bottle while sleepwalking."

Wei Ran shook the bottle of wine in his hand and asked again, "So who wants to take a sip?"

"You should have taken it out a long time ago. Maybe we could have destroyed a few more tanks just now."

Captain Roman looked at the situation outside the tank and kept saying, "Old rules."

Hearing this, the loader Ajiafon immediately took the wine flask from Wei Ran's hand, "This wine flask looks so exquisite! Is this piece of gold on the lid? Where did you get it?"

"A friend of mine gave it to me," Wei Ranhun replied nonchalantly.

"It seems you have a rich friend"

Before he finished speaking, Ajiafon had already opened the lid of the wine bottle, first put it under his nose and smelled it intoxicatedly, then put it to his mouth and tilted his neck to take a sip.

"It tastes good, but it's not vodka." Agafond said and handed the wine bottle to Captain Roman.

"It's gin." Roman took a sip and gave the correct answer. He also handed the jug to Vadim who was directly in front of him.

“It’s a good wine”

Vajim took a sip, then looked at the portable wine bottle with a curious expression, and then returned it to Wei Ran, "This wine bottle is not bad, it's a good thing."

"Let's have another drink." Wei Ran waved his hand and refused, "Just give me back the wine bottle."

“I haven’t met such a generous person in a long time.”

Vadim immediately took another sip, "When we take Belgorod completely, if my house is still there, I will give you a whole bottle of vodka, which is enough to fill this small flask several times."

Vodka.”

"You have made many promises with wine that you don't know if it's still there." Roman took the bottle and took a sip before handing it to Agafond.

"If you can't drink the vodka you mentioned in the end, you have to ask your wife to introduce me to a girl who works in the store." After Agafond finished speaking, he raised his neck and took a sip, then looked unhappy.

He closed the lid of the wine bottle and handed it to Wei Ran who was directly in front of him.

After shaking the wine pot, Wei Ran discovered that there was at least one-third of the amount left in it. Obviously, they still kept a portion for themselves.

By putting it into his pocket and putting it into the metal book, Weiran reinstalled the metal case of the car radio in the bumpy situation, and then fumbled to disconnect the power supply.

"Can you blame me if you can't find a girl?" Vajim said angrily, "If you want to blame it, you have to blame the Germans!"

“They are definitely to blame”

Agavon ​​touched the medal on his chest and said, "But after defeating Belgorod this time, maybe I can get another medal."

"It will be great if I can get a medal someday." Vajim breathed a sigh of envy.

Roman responded loudly, "I don't know if you can get the medal, but I guess no one will disagree with you joining the army this time."

"You didn't join the army?" Wei Ran looked at Vajim in surprise.

"Vadjim was picked up by Roman," Agafoon explained with a smile, "Haven't we said this before?"

"I have no memory." Weiran patted the radio station on strike and said without any trace, "Tell me what's going on?"

"Let me tell you"

Roman skillfully rolled four Mohe cigarettes and distributed them to everyone in the car. After lighting them, he opened the hatch above his head and then said in a puff of smoke, "At that time, this car

The electromechanical technician and driver are two young men from Bryansk."

"It's a pair of Jewish twins"

Agafoon added, "Unfortunately, during the previous battle in Prokhorovka, the two of them were killed by the Germans while repairing this tank."

"Then what?" Wei Ran asked as he coughed. This mohe cigarette was much more choking and more powerful than dry cigarettes. He just took a small sip and felt dizzy.

"At that time, Agafond and I had only two choices."

Roman raised his neck and blew out a cloud of blue smoke, "Either abandon this tank, or repair it and drive back."

"That's when Vajim showed up."

Agafoon said in unison, "This bastard not only helped us repair the tank, but his driving skills are the best I have ever seen."

"As I said, I have been driving tractors since I was 15 years old, and I have driven all kinds of tractors." Vajim said proudly.

"Thanks to Vajim's help, we drove the tank back, and then you came," Roman continued, "You know what happened next."

"What about before?"

Wei Ran looked at Vajim who was driving a tank with a cigarette in his mouth, "What were you doing before that?"

"I applied to join the army last winter and applied four times."

Vajim replied angrily, "But those conscript bastards used my physical disability to refuse my enlistment every time. Are those people idiots? Why didn't anyone think I was disabled when I applied to become a tractor driver to plow the fields?"

It’s just that my right foot was born slightly longer than my left foot. As long as I nail a small piece of wood to the sole of my left foot, it won’t affect me at all!”

"Then what? Why did you go to Prokhorovka?" Wei Ran continued to ask.

"The tank division didn't want me, so I joined the militia and guerrillas."

Vadim proudly explained, "I followed them to Kursk and learned how to use an anti-tank gun. At that time, I dreamed of grabbing a German tank that was still usable. Then I met those two bastards behind,

They happened to be short of a driver, and I happened to have a piece of wood nailed to the sole of my shoe."

"This guy with a longer right leg has much better driving skills than those good kids from the tank school."

Roman praised loudly without hesitation, "And he was even braver. When we were rushing back from Prokhorovka, he even pushed a German Panzer III tank into the river."

"Roman and I were both frightened at the time," Agafon said with joy. "Why do you think that bastard did this?"

"For what?" Wei Ran asked confused.

"It's just because Roman asked me how many shells were left next to me, and I responded that there was one more."

Agavon ​​patted the three shells that had just been placed beside him and laughed, "This bastard thought we only had one shell left, and then he drove the tank directly up and pushed the Panzer III tank into the river.

inside."

"I was even yelling at him to stop."

Roman continued with a wry smile, "When he stopped, the German tank was already upside down in the river, and even the escape hatch was under the water."

"Then I threw the last grenade I had captured as a militia member into the river."

Vajim said with a smile, "The two of them decided to take me in before the grenade exploded."

"You are so powerful, no one will refuse you to join the army now." Wei Ran said with certainty.

"forget it"

Vajimhun refused nonchalantly, "Although it's a pity that I can't get the military medal, I'm not here for those beautiful little iron pieces.

So let’s wait until we hit Harqif. Of course, if I have the opportunity to take back Ukolan from the claws of those magic silks, I have no objection even if I continue to fight to the death in the name of that Jew.

.”

"So that's it..." Wei Ran muttered to himself, finally knowing why future generations couldn't find Vajim's information about joining the army.

At this moment, after the tank driven by Vajim passed around a small group of forests isolated in the middle of farmland, a small village that did not look too big appeared vaguely in front of it.

Although he could only look out through the machine gun's observation hole, Wei Ran could still barely see that there was a large winding trench stretching outside the small village.

"Stop." When Roman gave the order, he had already thrown the cigarette butt out of the turret, then leaned out most of his body, hid behind the hatch cover and raised the telescope.

"What's going on?" Agafond asked, raising his neck.

"There are trenches, fire bunkers, and anti-tank cones in front of the trenches."

Roman looked up at the enemy planes that were still in the air being beaten up by Soviet fighter jets, and then at the tanks behind him that were responsible for covering the infantry. Then he put down his binoculars and quietly waited for the order to attack.

Soon, the command vehicle located in the center of the tank group was the first to move. At the same time, its loader stretched out his upper body and briefly waved the red and blue signal flag in his hand.

"Bang!" Vajim, who had just opened the hatch cover, retracted his head and pulled the cover. At the same time, Roman also got back into the turret.

"Shall we rush over?"

When Wei Ran saw that Vajim had begun to speed up the tank, he immediately asked at the top of his voice. Speaking of which, without opening a complete escape hatch, his place was almost the most inconvenient for entering and exiting the entire tank and had the worst visibility.

Of course, compared to the other three, his job was somewhat simpler, especially after the car radio broke down. All he had to do was take care of the heading machine gun.

On the other hand, Wei Ran also discovered after the battle just now that although this tank not only has a car radio but also an in-car phone call, it is obvious that the three Romans still prefer simple and direct body language communication. In short

——Kick with your feet.

"At least that's what the flag sticking out of the command vehicle says."

Roman explained nonchalantly, put his eyes on the periscope and shouted, "Vajm, drive in the direction of the anti-tank cone, slow down a little, Victor is ready, and prioritize the fire points."

"Understood!" Wei Ran and Vajim responded at the same time. The former held the handle of the heading machine gun, and the latter slowed down slightly.

As the distance got closer, the tanks in the front row and the artillery behind the German trenches opened fire in no particular order. At the same time, some T-34s that were hiding in the direction of the anti-tank cone also hit the mines laid in advance.

.

"I knew these Germans would lay landmines!"

Roman lightly kicked Vajim in the back and stopped a few hundred meters away from the anti-tank cones. He called Agafoun to help him turn the turret and aimed at a haystack behind the German trenches.

"boom!"
To be continued...