Trucks, jeeps, and half-tracks had been scampering through the positions of the 17th/21st Lancers throughout the day, fleeing from the Germans coming through Kasserine Pass. Corporal Lorrigan flicked away a cigarette butt, then climbed aboard his Valentine tank. No more transports appeared as he settled into the turret, nudging the gunner, ‘Wakey, wakey lad. Rommel’s on his way.’
The flat crack of heavy cannon rounds passing nearby announced the arrival of the panzers on the next ridge. ‘Gunner, traverse left…steady…on! 1000, Tank…FIRE!’. The two-pounder slammed back, venting cordite into the cramped turret. The tracer arced into the panzer, then bounced, soaring into the evening sky, the range too long for their shot to have any effect against the bigger German tanks.
‘Advance and engage’, crackled through the radio. Lorrigan started forward, advancing with ...
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