Lao Tzu is a Warlord

　　The middle-aged man smiled wryly, got up from the rocking chair, sat down on the sofa in front of the TV, and sighed: "If you don't want to stay in college, I wish you could start a family with the boy."

　　As he spoke, he took out a cigar box from his pocket, and gracefully pulled out one. He turned his eyes and glanced at the girl. Seeing her staring at the lover in the TV without blinking, he couldn't help but send a tone.

　　He struck a match, lit a cigar, and put it in his mouth.

　　He took another sip, closed his eyes slightly, and the unique smell of cigar smoke wafted out of the room.

　　"Dad, you're smoking again!"

　　The flowery girl suddenly turned her head and wrinkled her lovely nose, "Why are you smoking again? Didn't you quit smoking? Look at your house, the smell of smoke is everywhere."

　　"Okay, okay, just let me smoke it." The middle-aged man shook his head, with a bitter expression on his face: "When your mother was at home, take care of me, and now your mother has gone to your grandmother's house, and it's her turn again. When you came to control me, alas, I was suppressed by you mother and daughter."

　　"Pip out the cigarette quickly!"

　　The girl is unrelenting.

　　"Okay, okay..." The middle-aged man looked helpless, took a deep breath, returned the intoxicating smell of smoke to his lungs, and then slowly exhaled, just about to use cigar scissors to extinguish the cigar.

　　Suddenly, he paused slightly and pointed to the TV: "Look, what's going on?"

　　"what?"

　　The girl turned her head suspiciously and looked at the TV.

　　It turned out that when they were talking, the scene had already shifted to the battlefield in Sand Town.

　　In front of the camera, dust billowed, grass clippings flew, and one after another Leopard tanks appeared in sight.

　　The 75mm gun barrel sticks out long, pointing at the Huaxia position ahead.

　　One, two, three appeared one after another, a total of sixty Leopard tanks appeared in sight.

　　"My God, why are there so many Leopard tanks, what are they?"

　　The girl looked shocked. She often reads the news. She already knows many of China's current tanks, even the Panther tank that has been eliminated.

　　Perhaps, this is a good match.

　　"The flag on it belongs to the British Empire. According to the introduction of the program, it is Sande Town on the border of Myanmar. It should be the British Empire's army who wants to join in."

　　The middle-aged man looked a little dignified, and he involuntarily put the unextinguished cigar in his mouth, and took a puff.

　　The strong smell of cigars reappeared, and the girl could no longer care about these things. Her attention was placed on the TV screen, and she was suppressed by the scene of sixty tanks rushing over.

　　A tank 953, maybe you won't feel anything.

　　However, sixty tanks charging collectively is absolutely shocking. The aura created by the overwhelming smoke, dust and mud is by no means comparable to that of a single tank.

　　Even if [-] people charge, they are not as ferocious as [-] large tanks.

　　Besides, the performance and power of the Leopard tank, the girl knew in her heart that the 75mm main gun had a range of more than 1500 meters, and the armor was inclined and thick, which enhanced the defense and could cut through most of the shells.

　　At the beginning, the Jagged Army was able to open up the situation in the Northeast because of the Tiger tanks and Leopard tanks.

　　In the Sand Town on the TV screen, there is only one regiment of troops, and it is not known whether it can be defended.

　　The scene was quite tense, even the middle-aged man stared at him without blinking, and cigar smoke was blown out from his mouth and nose from time to time.

　　Due to the different angles, they did not see anti-aircraft guns and field howitzers at all, but only saw some anti-tank guns.

　　Whether the anti-tank gun can deal with the Leopard tank cast a shadow over the hearts of the middle-aged man and the girl.

　　The [-] tanks in the picture roared towards them with a threatening aura.

　　The strong sense of oppression makes it hard to breathe....

Chapter 889 Shun Liu Sees Shun Liu Again (For Automatic Subscription)

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　　What happened next was shocking.

　　The Leopard tank group, which was showing off its might, suddenly suffered an explosion.

　　The explosion sounded all over the sky, and the smoke and dust rang out from the TV, covering the mighty Leopard tank.

　　When the smoke cleared, all ten tanks broke down.

　　Before the audience in front of the TV could recover, the sound of cannons filled the sky.

　　Countless cannonballs smashed past.

　　Smoke, dust and mud were flying all over the sky, and the sound of the explosion was deafening to the audience. Through the TV, they could all feel the overwhelming shells.

　　Feel how shocking the scene was.

　　……

　　"This live broadcast is quite shocking!"

　　"Yeah, it's much more shocking than before!"

　　"I thought that seeing the tank group of the British Empire, I thought the Chinese defenders in Sand Town were worse."

　　"Who the hell would have thought that there would be a reversal of God!"

　　"First came the anti-tank minefields, and then the roar of the cannons. The dense shells just blasted the tank group down to a dozen or so, and they fled."

　　"It's really enjoyable, I haven't seen such an enjoyable live broadcast for a long time."

　　This live broadcast made the audience in front of the TV in Huaxia enjoy themselves. Compared with other times, the soldiers of the Huaxia Iron Blood Army sacrificed and worried.

　　This time, without hurting a single soldier, he directly killed so many tanks of the opponent.

　　This is a head-to-head contest between artillery and tanks, making everyone in Huaxia feel that their home artillery is so powerful.

　　Of course, there are also people from other countries watching TV this time.

　　At this moment, they were all shocked by the reversal of the shelling.

　　No one has ever seen such a way of fighting tanks.

　　Although they didn't see the appearance of the anti-aircraft artillery shelling, some professionals have already judged that it was a large-caliber anti-aircraft artillery shell.

　　In their view, a caliber exceeding 50 mm is a large caliber.

　　The 88mm double-barreled anti-aircraft gun is China's standard equipment, and it is easy to guess.

　　The 88mm anti-aircraft guns are from Dé country and Huaxia. Whether it is Dé country or Huaxia, this type of anti-aircraft gun has a very delicate automatic feeding device, which makes this type of anti-aircraft gun have a very high rate of fire, especially Huaxia's rate of fire is even higher. high.

　　The rate of fire of China's 88mm anti-aircraft gun is 88-30 rounds per minute, but the rate of fire of China's 40mm anti-aircraft gun is [-]-[-] rounds per minute, which doubles the speed.

　　That's why people from all over the world were shocked. This kind of gun is really too powerful to fight tanks.

　　Some British and French people fell into deep thought after watching the live broadcast of the motor.

　　Both Britain and France are equipped with heavy tanks, such as the Matils II in Britain, with an armor thickness of nearly [-] millimeters.

　　But whether it can withstand such artillery fire is still unknown. Maybe it can be resisted at a long distance, but what about 3000 meters, 2000 meters?

　　That kind of impact is no joke.

　　The 88mm anti-aircraft gun of the dé country can completely tear down any tank armor within a range of 2000 meters.

　　Now the caliber of the standard anti-tank guns of various countries is very small, the caliber of the dé country is [-] mm, and the caliber of the British country is a [-]-pounder (caliber of about [-] mm) gun.

　　And based on the view that the goals of tank guns and infantry anti-tank guns are the same—both attacking tanks—the artillery of main battle tanks also uses the same small and medium-sized calibers.

　　In this way, this live broadcast not only shocked the people of China, but also surprised people from all over the world. They saw another situation, the powerful power of the medium-caliber anti-aircraft guns, which even the Leopard tanks could not stop.

　　……

　　Perhaps it was the sensation of this day's live broadcast.

　　Those foreigners also watch the live broadcast for two hours on time every day. The ratings of Xia Lunchao's live broadcast program have always been the highest among all TV stations in China.

　　Various war reporters, photographers, let the world media know, even Xia Lunchao and Ouyang Jingjing have achieved the pinnacle of the media industry.

　　……

　　"Crazy, I feel crazy too` ˇ!"

　　Tang Qingyu watched the "Live Broadcast" program at the presidential palace, hugged Xuan Yuling in his arms, and smiled faintly.

　　"How did you remember this TV show?"

　　Xuan Yuling rubbed Tang Qingyu's stubble lightly with her white cheeks. As a husband, she had whimsical thoughts all day long, thinking of things that no one else could think of.

　　"At that time, it was just an idea, to let the people of Huaxia see the heroic appearance of the Jagged Army expanding its territory abroad, as well as the cruelty of Little Japan and foreigners. I didn't think so much about other things."

　　Smelling the faint body fragrance of Xuan Yuling's body, he buried his head in his beautiful hair, and said softly: "~However, it is beyond my expectation that I can achieve such a result now."

　　The pleasant fragrance of hair refreshed Tang Qingyu, "Have the children fallen asleep?"

　　"Well, she was taken down by the nanny and coaxed to sleep."

　　When mentioning the child, Xuan Yuling's beautiful face glowed like a mother.

　　"Then go to bed early. Don't do anything tonight, just sleep. I'm exhausted after working for so many days. I want to hug you and sleep next to you. I feel at ease."

　　Tang Qingyu embraced Xuan Yuling's fat waist with both hands, but said affectionately without any dislike.

　　"Okay!"

　　……

　　Myanmar, South.

　　Shun Liu's team has already entered the Japanese-occupied area.

　　A brigade leader has just been assassinated, and now they are on the run.

　　For four days in a row, there were fighter jets circling over the (Li Qian's) dense forest.

　　It was the fifth day, and there was the sound of Zero fighter jets in the sky above Shunliu, followed by the frantic firing of cannons.

　　The shell casings were flying around.

　　"These little Japanese, how come they still have the energy to stick to us?"

　　Zhao Bankuo kept muttering that he had a gunshot wound on his arm, which was left not long ago, but he didn't care, as if he was aggrieved and wanted to fight hard.

　　"It's not a way to go on like this. We have to think of a perfect plan."

　　The beauty Liao Yifang wiped the sniper rifle in her hand, raised her already colorful face, and said.