The commander of the 25th Independent Tank Brigade personally commanded a tank, advancing on a makeshift road made of logs.
The driver complained through the tank's internal communication system: "The tank is shaking like it has dysentery, we're definitely going to sink!"
The commander poked his head out to look underneath the vehicle: "Don't be afraid, at least from my point of view, we haven't sunk yet."
The infantrymen riding at the back of the tank worriedly said, "Shouldn't we just walk instead? There are ten of us carrying weapons and ammunition, almost a ton in total."
The commander replied, "A 36-ton tank hasn't sunk, an extra ton from you won't make a difference! Just sit tight, look at the infantry beside us, wearing those shoes and still slipping into the mud every now and then."
