My Third Empire

Six Hundred and Thirty Nine Dangerous People

"For the time being, it seems that it is very timely for us to modify the Tiger tank and Leopard tank in advance. The current front armor of the Tiger tank can fully cope with this kind of artillery. The distance of about 500 meters is relatively safe-of course, It’s definitely not as safe and comfortable as it used to be.” German tanks were refitted in advance near Kyiv, the main refitting project was to strengthen the thickness of the front armor plates of Panther tanks and Tiger tanks, but this kind of refitting could not immediately cover all troops , the German tanks destroyed in Broirey have not had time to refit.

"This meeting is an urgent notice issued by the Army Headquarters, requiring all crew members to be cautious, not to act recklessly as before, to arrange tactics reasonably, and not to underestimate the enemy." The wall of the blackboard said: "The opponent will fire at a distance of about 1,000 meters. The accuracy of the hit is quite high. They are a group of difficult guys. The way to identify them is very simple. They are new tanks that have never been seen before. Add a black five-pointed star."

By the time everyone had finished asking the questions they wanted to ask, the meeting had lasted for more than an hour. The content covers some changes in the tank engagement regulations in the future, including the need to expand the warning range to a distance of 1500 meters and so on. With fewer and fewer problems, the battalion commander finally ended the meeting: "Okay, if there are no problems, let's disband now!"

When everyone stood up and left one after another, the battalion commander stopped Ren: "Ren! You stay, I have something to ask you."

As a commander followed a commander out of the house, the battalion commander finally said, "The recent Soviet attacks are not the same as in the past. If you can, you can tell me what the Wolf Knight School is. kind of place?"

Hearing the name Wolf Knight School, Rennes was obviously taken aback, because in official and unofficial terms in Germany, he prefers to call that hell on earth "Armored Command Academy".

"That's not a place on earth, it's an area ruled by Satan." For Ryan, the time he was tortured in the Soviet Union was the most unforgettable and also the most desperate for him. He would rather fight his whole life on the real battlefield than spend another summer there.

Suddenly he realized something, and raised his head to look at his battalion commander. Although the freckles on his face had faded, they were still visible. His eyes were full of shock, and he stretched out his hand to grab the battalion commander's arm: "Where did you hear about the Wolf Knight Academy? They showed up?"

"Look at this report!" The battalion commander's expression was a little strange, and he handed a report from friendly troops to Rennes. This report was sent by Guderian himself. After all, most of this information The battalion-level combat units will not be notified in time.

A lot of information was recorded on this thin piece of white paper, including some content that Ryan was very reluctant to see. The black wolf head collar badge, the sharp attack from 1000 meters away, the choice of ambush position... There are too many familiar things, too many things that people want to forget but can only miss.

"Scar...!" Ren was dragged by this word to that night many years ago, when the sun had already set.

He ran alone in the woods, running helplessly. At that time, his arm was seriously injured, and the donated blood flowed down his arm and fell to the ground, leaving very clear instructions for the enemy. Not far behind Ren, a young Cossack boy was chasing his prey like a leopard.

When Ren fell, the handsome Cossack boy stood in front of Ren with a smirk, and dried blood could still be seen on the sharp dagger in his hand. Ren climbed under a big tree, panting against the trunk, as if every breath was a very luxurious thing for him.

"Ren! You are the only one who can threaten me in this field killing training, so I decided to kill you first! Goodbye!" The handsome Cossack boy raised the steel knife in his hand, as if inviting his friends to join him Games are as fun. Killing is commonplace for everyone in this forest, just as natural as everyone going to sleep.

"Ren!" The battalion commander's call brought Ren back to reality. Ren smiled embarrassedly, and then said solemnly: "Battalion commander, if this black five-pointed star tank with a scarred face Appear, please let me attack first."

The battalion commander was taken aback for a moment, then he was a little unconvinced, and muttered: "As for what, although I know you are very powerful, soldiers like you are only a minority after all, right?"

"A few?" Ren squeezed out a wry smile: "As far as I know, after the Soviet Union established the Wolf Rider School in cooperation with Germany, the Soviet Union opened courses in this area at least twice, although the scale of these two times was due to the investment relationship. It’s not big, but it’s definitely not a problem to gather 200 people and 300 people!”

"There are only so many?" The battalion commander was taken aback for a moment, and then seemed to relax a lot: "I thought there were tens of thousands of people, it scared me to death."

"Tens of thousands of people? Are you kidding? If you have seen the horror there, then our so-called special forces training is just a child's science." Ren shook his head and said: "It is constantly killing and eliminating They survived the process, so don't underestimate these wolf knights."

"You are also a wolf knight!" The battalion commander already felt that it was great to have such a "high-achieving student" who graduated from the wolf knight school in his army. At least he was more assured when facing those Soviet wolf knights.

"Maybe, if I hadn't taken advantage of that killing and seriously injured him, I wouldn't have been the number one at the graduation party." Ren directly poured cold water on his battalion commander: "This knife Scarface is not easy to deal with, maybe we can call him Wolfe, he is the scariest wolf king in the Wolf Knight Academy."

"Don't worry." At this point, even the battalion commander was at a loss. Ren was already a very powerful existence in his heart, and he really couldn't imagine the scene when a more powerful opponent appeared on the opposite side. However, he still comforted Ren: "It's okay, the two sides have millions of troops, and it's not easy for two people to meet."

Ren walked to the door, picked up his assault rifle, and could not see his sorrow and joy in his eyes. He glanced at the battalion commander in the room, and then said: "We will always meet, he will definitely come to me... ...I think finding me and killing me is the only motivation for him to live?"

"..." Even the battalion commander is hard to do these days... Looking at Ren's back, the battalion commander of the 502 heavy tank destroyer battalion shook his head helplessly. There is a powerful character in the team. Now A difficult guy also appeared on the opposite side of the enemy. Wouldn't it be better for him to apply to go to Africa? It's too much effort to go on like this, and I don't think I can live to be 50 years old.

That evening, under the setting sun, Ren's abdomen was pierced by a dagger, and the blood stained a large area of ​​land. And not far from Rennes, a boy covering his face and screaming fell to the ground struggling like a beast - they were all found by the search and rescue instructors, and finally escaped death, but because Rennes killed the wolf king Wo He became the number one in the new Wolf Knight Academy, and the original handsome Cossack boy failed to catch up with the graduation of that year because of his injury.

We still have to finish that battle after all. Wolfe, I won't just cut your face this time! Ryan muttered in his heart, and walked out of the battalion headquarters with his gun on his back. When he looked up, he saw Marcus and others waiting for him to return. Ren nodded and took everyone back to his company headquarters.

"Ren! What did the battalion commander tell you to do?" Marcus asked curiously. For a standard gossip trader, Marcus's habit of inquiring about news is as endless as breathing.

"Wolf will be here." Ren continued to walk forward without looking back, but Marcus stood where he was, as if his whole body was frozen.

After Renn took a few steps, he looked at Renn like an electric shock: "Wolf? Which Wolfe? You don't mean that damn guy? You mean he's here? How did he come? Will come? Hey! Don't scare me with such a bad joke, it's not funny at all!"

Ren stopped, turned around, and looked at Marcus without speaking.

Marcus stood awkwardly on the spot, ignoring the surprised and puzzled gazes of several car captains, and muttered a little: "He's a devil, and devils should stay in hell, right...he's a guy who doesn't even know himself. Daddy can shoot and put 5 guns on the body asshole...he's going to kill us all, all of us."

"I will kill him this time!" Ren's face was frosty, and he said: "No matter what, I will kill him this time, after all, that damn Wolf Knight Academy must end in our hands. I need an end with him, I won, there will be no more wolf king, if he wins, you can kill him for me!"

"I'll forget it, you forgot how you made an enemy with him?" Marcus spread his hands helplessly: "This bastard beat up the Germans when he saw them, until he was beaten by you and me together with a few people." It’s only because of the sap that he restrained himself? As a result, the brothers who beat him together at the time were only you and me.”

"Be careful when performing missions, a really tricky enemy is coming!" Ren looked at several car commanders, and said a few words: "Be careful when performing missions, he is looking for us!"

In a position in the Soviet Union, a promotional card showing Wren and his crew leaning on a Leopard tank was thrown to the ground, and then they stepped on a shiny leather boot. A terrible voice screamed, making people shudder : "Ren! You can't escape this time!"

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