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Sitting inside the cramped, crowded, and oil-scented tank, the young cadet, selected to become a future tank commander, felt incredibly stifled.
When he entered the military academy and achieved excellent results, being regarded as a top student, he never imagined that he would end up like this.
In his view, a military commander should ride a tall horse, survey the battlefield through binoculars, make strategic decisions, and command troops with authority.
Now, he could hardly see what was happening around him, let alone command thousands of troops with any degree of splendor.
At this moment, due to the noise, he had to yell at the top of his lungs to order the machine gunner next to him to open fire.
The space inside the tank was truly cramped; for him, it was hardly a place suitable for humans.
As the tank moved across the rough wilderness, his head occasionally bumped against the cold, hard steel plates of the tank's outer shell, a truly terrible sensation.
