Major Shrifen still stood atop his command tank, observing the village of Peniye.
Next to the tank stood an officer with half grey hair. Unlike Shrifen, this officer did not wear the flamboyant red decorations, so he appeared to be of a lower rank.
But in reality, he was the commander of Armored Grenadier Regiment 351, Major Franz of the Prosen National Defense Force, who should be considered Shrifen's peer.
"It seems the enemy hasn't noticed our flanking maneuver," Major Franz put down his binoculars, "I can congratulate Major Shrifen in advance."
Major Shrifen's face remained stern, "No, the enemy commander is a tough nut. I will not celebrate prematurely until I've broken through their defenses.
"Prepare the infantry for assault, mortars fire smoke!"
The Prosen Empire's smoke tactics were originally developed to counter Divine Arrow, which could hit Prosen tanks from two or even three kilometers away while the accuracy of tank guns at this range was less than reliable.
