The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

They all seem to be waiting, and after getting a little closer, they will kill the opponent with one blow.

The problem is that Yang Dongli and the others, who only have one cannon barrel, are a little confused after meeting the opponent's two cannon barrels.

Fortunately, in the process of the two sides approaching continuously, it was only a short while after the start; a No. [-] tank behind the German stick suddenly exploded violently from the bottom.

In the explosion, the left chain of the tank was directly broken into two pieces.

Then this No. [-] tank had to stop on the spot and withdrew from the tank battle.

Yang Dongli and others did not want to know about the fate of the crew of such a No. [-] tank that had lost its action.

Because what they are thinking about now is how to kill their opponents in a one-on-one fair situation.

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With the original two opponents, now that one is killed by his teammates, the opponent is reduced by 50% at once, which is a great joy.

Yang Dongli poked his head out of the tank turret and looked at the battle situation. After calculating a series of data in his mind, he held a microphone in his mouth.

He yelled out: "Stop, 7 o'clock direction, 600 meters away, an armor-piercing projectile fired."

Yes!Lao Yang did not send the wrong order, he did stop the tank first and then fire.

The main reason is that the No. [-] tank can fire of course, and it has such a function, but in such a year when there is no two-way stabilizer for tank guns, at such a long distance, firing a gun is equivalent to hitting a loneliness.

The normal way to open it is to stop suddenly during driving, lock on the target and shoot it.

Under such an order from Commander Yang, the driver stopped the tank abruptly.

Before the tank stopped completely, Shi Polu had already passed through the observation window and began to adjust the muzzle desperately.

After the tank stopped for two or three seconds, it stepped down with one foot, stepped on the firing pedal, and fired an armor-piercing projectile that had been filled in by the magic stick a long time ago through electric excitation.

Amid the violent shaking of the entire vehicle body, a 75mm caliber tungsten-core armor-piercing projectile was fired at the target.

Then, there are two news, one good and one bad.

The good news is a bit of nonsense, that is, during the spare time of the battle, more or less drove this No. [-] tank in the tractor factory for several hours.

He even took the time to shoot a dozen or so crew members with live ammunition, so they are not so rookie now.

To be more specific, no one was knocked over by the violent shaking of the cannon, and knocked out a head full of bags.

And the two bad news are, first, their shell landed more than 10 meters away from the target, and didn't even hurt a single hair on the opponent.

Second, in comparison, the opponent's accuracy is much stronger.

The two sides seemed to have a tacit understanding, they stopped at almost the same time, and then fired a cannonball at the opponent.

It's a pity that a shell from the opposite side hit it and landed directly six or seven meters away from the Brave.

Even if Yang Dongli retracted his head into the turret in advance under a shock at that time, he was not hurt by the shrapnel that hit the armor with a clanging sound.

But a large cloud of snow dust splashed by the power of the explosion smashed into the turret that was uncovered at the time, and fell on Yang Dongli's head and face.

Under such a cold stimulus, Yang Dongli immediately realized something clearly:

It is absolutely impossible to stay where they are, or the next adjusted shell from the opposite side will hit them, and they will hang.

Immediately, the guy yelled: "The ashtray quickly let the tank run and rush over. We need to get closer to hit the opponent."

After hearing the ashtray, it was too late to answer "Understood" in such an emergency.

It was already a forceful push of the operating lever, and under the maximum horsepower output, the 20-ton No. [-] tank rushed out like a bull.

Then they started to move for seven or eight seconds, and a shell landed on their original position.

In other words, if they had chosen hard steel in situ, they would have been shot by now.

Taking advantage of the fact that the opponent had just opened fire, Yang Dongli had heard that a 75mm tank gun would take at least 10 seconds to reload manually.

He immediately roared out another sentence: "Stop the car, lower the muzzle a little bit, at 04:30 on the right, at a distance of 530 meters, fire~"

Then Yang Dongli found out speechlessly that he missed again.

The shell fired this time was a high-explosive shell, which landed on the left side of the opposite tank, about five or six meters away.

In general, it is much better than the last shot, but it is far from enough.

"Ashtray, keep going." Seeing this, Yang Dongli yelled again with his mouth in his mouth.

He has now discovered that when commanding a tank to fight, it really takes a lot of voice; because the noise of this kind of antique tank is really too loud.

At the same time, after the magic stick opened the barrel, a hot shell slipped out of it.

Ignoring such a small situation, the magic stick quickly pulled out a high-explosive bomb from the ammunition depot behind him, and loaded it into it.

In the end, after the two tanks rushed to a position within 100 meters, they never continued to move forward.

Instead, he continued to maneuver and fired at the opponent...

Chapter 459 A Murder Case Caused by a Wild Horse (1) [Add 10/[-] for AT]

When Yang Dongli and the others were driving the Brave, they started a short-distance fight with the German Gun's No. [-] tank.

That is to say, under the continuous irregular maneuvers of the two sides, as long as the tank gun has been filled.

Because there is often only a distance of tens of meters between them, so that the accuracy of shooting is greatly improved, they will greet each other while marching.

The entire small battlefield in such a place did not calm down because of the fighting between them.

Everyone didn't have a point, and they waited until the strongest combat equipment on both sides had a winner and then fought again.

Instead, now, along with the other infantry personnel of the new regiment, they have escaped the damage of the German stick armor through a roundabout way from the ruins on both wings.

Finally arrived at the very close distance to those German stick soldiers who rushed up.

As Comrade Chekov waved his pistol and yelled loudly, all the recruits rushed out in this way.

After getting mixed up with those German stick infantry, the battle entered a fierce state instead.

In every second, people on both sides died in battle.

But even so, such a bad battle can be fought like this, and it played a key role in killing Xufeng and Xiling, one of the two strongest German tanks.

But in order to achieve such a step, God knows what the two of them paid and experienced at that time?

The situation at the time was probably like this...

In a burst of "creak, creak ~" steel friction sound.

Xu Feng and Xi Ling, who were lying on the snow in the trench, could clearly feel the shock coming from under their bodies, which became more and more obvious.

Such a situation shows that the No. 20 tank with about [-] tons is crushing the snow along the way and approaching such a trench.

According to the increasingly clear vibrations and sounds, the big iron bastard may have entered the range of 20 meters.

Facing such a situation, Xi Ling opened his fur-gloved palm and made a series of tactical gestures towards Xu Feng.

Such a series of gestures, which represent the meaning: Later, you will do it first, and help me attract the opponent's firepower, so that I can throw anti-tank grenades when the time comes.

After Xu Feng understood these gestures of his comrades-in-arms, he nodded heavily on his head.

First he put down the bundle of M24 long-handled cluster grenades in his hand, and then picked up an MP38 submachine gun on his back.

The reason for this is that the anti-tank grenade in Xiling's hand is more powerful and more effective.

The scientific name of the thing Xiling is holding should be called the RPG-40 anti-tank grenade.

This thing has a very strange shape, it looks like a tin can with a handle; in the position of the can, it is actually filled with 200 grams of TNT explosives.

With such a charge, of course, it is definitely much stronger than the cluster grenade in Xufeng's hand.

After seeing Xu Feng gesture an OK gesture, Xi Ling began to gesture one, two, and three different fingers one by one.

When the fingers gestured to three, it was naturally time for the two to act together.

Nothing more than three!It belongs to the idiomatic sayings of the Hua Kingdom from ancient times to the present, and will not cause Xu Feng to cause other misunderstandings.

Sure enough, when he reached three with his fingers, Xu Feng, holding the MP38, was the first to stand up from the trench.

Because a lot of snow had accumulated in the trenches, Xu Feng who stood up happened to be more than a head high.

Holding the submachine gun in his hand, he fired a burst of bullets at the No. 15 tank that had rushed within [-] meters.

Let the bullet hit the casing and hit 'jingle~', successfully attracting the attention of the crew.

Immediately, the tank gun that was originally pointed at the Brave from afar was adjusted to their side.

But the counterattack was quicker, and it was the MG34 vehicle-mounted general-purpose machine gun on the No. [-] tank, which immediately counterattacked with a series of dense bullets.

At that time, Xu Feng should have expected such a point a long time ago, and quickly retracted his entire body towards the trench.

But what made him speechless was that a few bullets still knocked the SSH40 helmet off his head so directly.

And it didn't count that his helmet was blown away. At the moment when the helmet flew off, Xu Feng felt a pain in his head; it should be his scalp, which was scratched by the bullet.

The root cause of all this is the decline in physical fitness due to long-term malnutrition.

It doesn't matter if the fighting time is a little shorter, but now that he's fighting, unconsciously, his movements and reactions are a little slower than usual.

Things that could have been done without pressure, now feel a little powerless.

Even the situation that Hu Biao has been worried about is inevitable.

So after squatting violently into the trench, Xu Feng's first reaction was to raise his sleeves and wipe his eyes.

Because the wound on the top of the head let a lot of warm blood flow down, as if he didn't want money.

If you don't wipe it again, Xu Feng's eyes will be covered with blood.

At the same time, under the stimulation of such blood and severe pain, Xu Feng found out in horror that he had faintly lost control, and was about to enter a damn state of berserk...

Of course, Xu Feng's efforts and injuries were definitely not wasted.

As early as the moment he gestured with three fingers, Xiling pulled out the safety pin of the strangely shaped RPG-40 anti-tank grenade in his hand.

Then, squatting in the trench for an extra two seconds allowed Xu Feng to successfully attract the attention of the No. [-] tank crew.

Two seconds later, when Xu Feng was still firing, Xi Ling had already stood up.

He threw the RPG-40 anti-tank grenade in his hand at the No. [-] tank, which was already eight or nine meters away.

Talk!This is the first time Xiling has used an anti-tank grenade in the shape of Maozi's house; it was also the two gadgets that he brought with him from a small ammunition depot in the corner of the No. 7 workshop when he was about to set off this time.