Imperial Overlord

It is definitely a great honor to be a pilot of the JG-52 fighter unit.

This unit has the best German fighter jets and the best German ground maintenance personnel to commission these fighter jets.

Even the logistics support and supplies are the best in the army, including coffee and wine, and the pilots on vacation can even take a car to a nearby city to rest.

For the entire army, their fuel supply is the top priority, and sometimes they can even read books in a specific room without worrying about light control.

Compared with those submarine officers and men who are also well subsidized and rich in materials, they do not have to hide themselves in a closed environment.

Soaring in the sky for an hour is always more comfortable than working a day in a closed submarine.

Being the lead plane in the JG-52 fighter wing is definitely something to boast about.

After all, there are many super ace pilots who have shot down more than 100 enemy planes here, and they are definitely the star wing in the Air Force.

They were the first to replace the new fighter TA-152, and it is said that it will be the first unit in the army to replace the Crow jet fighter on the front line.

The lead pilots who can become this unit are all elites among the elites, although the quality has indeed declined significantly recently.

If it wasn't for the transfer of 20 senior pilots to serve as commanders and backbone members of the newly formed flight wing, it would be true that young pilots like Hartman would not be able to take the lead.

Hearing what his lead pilot said, Hartman was shocked for a long time before he asked tentatively, "You mean me? Can you serve as the lead pilot?"

"It's you! Boy! Don't be complacent! You have to fly with me a few times, change your habit back, and become accustomed to the attacking position of the leader, then I can rest assured." The lead pilot nodded and said.

"Bring me a cup of coffee too!" Hartman, who heard the good news, shouted excitedly to the waitress in the lounge.

...

About 90 kilometers away from the field airfield where Hartmann and the others were, at the position of the German 505th Tank Destroyer Battalion, a Panther tank was firing at a distant Soviet position.

It was a building, a small village. The Soviet army built its own defensive position relying on this small village, and the German army was attacking this small village.

"The No. 4 car of the 3rd company is firing! The Soviet mortars should be behind these buildings!" The non-commissioned officer of the battalion headquarters said to Karjus, who was watching the battle.

Karyus held the telescope and looked at the village where the smoke was already billowing in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

Inside his telescope eyepiece, a grenade slammed into the half-collapsed wall. A half-collapsed building was completely destroyed into rubble.

It seems that no one escaped from it, there may be no one there at all, or there may be people who have been killed by the shells.

"Is the position of the 1st company already on the flank?" Karius turned his head towards the telescope and asked his subordinate.

"It's here! They confirmed their position on the radio just now!" The non-commissioned officer beside him raised his head and looked at his battalion commander who was standing high, and replied.

Then, he continued to persuade: "battalion commander! Are you coming down? Standing at such a high place, it is easy to become a target of snipers!"

Where Karjus stood was on the front bonnet of his half-tracked armored command vehicle.

For a slightly undulating plain, his location is really conspicuous and even dangerous.

"I can't see the position of the 2nd company! That's why I'm here." Karjus bent down, pointed to the headset and throat talker for radio communication, and said to his men: "Give it to me, I Confirm the location of the 2nd Company yourself!"

Just as he was bending down, a bullet came and seemed to fly past where he was standing.

"I X..." Hearing the sound of bullets flying by, Karjus cursed if he hadn't bent down just now, the bullet might have hit him.

"Come down quickly! Battalion commander! It's not safe there!" The subordinate held the headset for radio communication.

"Ding!" At this moment, the second bullet hit Karjus's feet and directly hit the steel plate of the armored vehicle, making a crisp sound.

Even, the bullet that hit the armored car and flew out was just in front of Karjus's face...

If one bullet was a stray bullet that flew by by chance, then the second bullet was enough to prove that someone was firing on him.

It was not Karyus who was on the battlefield on the first day, so he naturally knew the reason. So he responded very quickly, without delay at all.

"I'm X!" This time, Karjus didn't hesitate at all. With a quick support with one hand, he turned over and jumped into the open compartment of the armored vehicle.

German tank commanders have the habit of leaning out of their tanks to command battles, which can make their observations more timely and their vision better.

However, this also makes the commander easily targeted by the opponent during the battle. Therefore, the perception of risk, these captains are very keen.

They know when to bravely stick their heads out, and when to retract their tanks cautiously.

"Second company! Have you reached the designated position? Please answer! Please answer!" He grabbed the radio communication headset and the throat talker in his subordinate's hand~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Karjus questioned again and again.

It was as if the bullet that hit him just now was very far away from him. This calmness in the face of life and death makes the non-commissioned officers and lieutenants of the battalion department who have been doing secretarial work envious.

"The shelling is about to start, what are they doing?" Karjus complained, looking at the Soviet positions with smoke billowing in the distance, wondering what he was thinking.

"We... 2nd Company... arrived at the... position..." Inside the earphone, the voice of the 2nd Company Commander came intermittently, which made Karjus feel relieved.

"Very good! Wait there for the shelling to end, you are the main attack direction! Pay attention to the enemy's anti-tank guns!" He held the intercom and instructed his men.

For a moment, he missed the time when he commanded the tanks to fight. At that time, he didn't have to think about other things, as long as he wiped out the enemies in front of him, that's all.

Now, although he also has a dedicated battalion tank, it is a No. 4 command tank. In terms of performance, it is really not as good as the Leopard tank, and Karius doesn't like it.