The expected sandstorm came much faster than anyone had imagined. At this time, three pickup trucks full of people encountered it when they were still 5 kilometers away from Melj. The overwhelming sand is constantly rubbing against people under the entrainment of at least 10 or more winds, like the sand wheel of an angle grinder. The car was blown to the ground, and it was difficult to control the direction.

According to the analysis of satellite cloud images, the maximum wind speed at the center of this sandstorm lasted for half an hour, in other words, it was only this half an hour to provide himself with favorable conditions for directly crossing the Maierji, so at this time, the team was still struggling to identify the cement road under their feet, racing against time to maintain the speed as much as possible.

It was also a sandstorm, but at this time, it was a gift from heaven for Yang Buxing and others.

Successfully destroy one of the opponent's tanks at the cost of scrapping the tank engine, but the remaining one will be in trouble.

If it weren't for the sudden arrival of this sandstorm, Yang Bu really didn't know what to do.

You must know that it is not the non-professionals of the opposition forces who are driving the tank at this time, thinking that they can go up and block the exhaust pipes of other people as easily as last time, don't even think about it, Yang Buxing has already seen the difference in driving skills!

At the moment when the opponent's tank was destroyed, under the order of Yang Buyu, several people quickly drilled out of the tank, and quickly pasted the enemy tank in front of them.

Such a move proved to be very timely. In less than 10 seconds, after a cannon shot, Yang Buxing's lying tank became a pile of scrap metal. And because they were blocked by another tank, the three people hiding on the side at this time would not be exposed to each other's machine guns.

The opponent is a systematically trained tank crew who knows how to prevent the threat of a single soldier at close range.

Although Yang Buxing and the three of them were constantly moving around the broken tank, always using it as a cover to cover themselves to avoid facing the machine gun on the opposite side, you must know that people have artillery!

The other party only needs to distance itself and give this waste tank a few more shots, and then everyone hiding behind it will be finished. Therefore, Yang Buxing and Yao Bing wanted to divide their troops several times and wanted to repeat the old trick to block the exhaust hole, but the machine gun on the opponent's turret could always press him back at the first time when Yang Buxing was hungry. On the other side, Yao Bing was hit by the sub-machine gun in the commander's position at the same time, and he didn't dare to take his head. Now there are only two grenades left on his body, unless they can be thrown into the barrel of the tank very accurately, and Yang Buxing obviously tried to do so, but they were taken care of by the opponent's machine gun as soon as they showed their positions.

With such tacit cooperation, Yang is not hungry in a short period of time, and there is nothing to be done. Of course, the other party is also aware of this, and while suppressing it with machine guns, it is also gradually widening the distance, obviously using artillery to solve the problem.

It was also at this time that the sandstorm came as promised. The overwhelming yellow sand swept in, and the entire field of vision instantly turned a strange dark red. Of course, visibility was also close to zero in an instant.

In this case, Yang was not hungry and quickly hugged Alice beside him, then pressed him to the ground and crawled away from the tank with her. Yao Bing also grabbed his trouser leg at the same time, almost dragging him around.

Sure enough, after crawling for about ten meters, with the sound of a cannon, the fire behind him suddenly broke out, needless to say that the wreckage of the tank must have been "whipped" by his own people. If it weren't for Yang Buxing's ability to climb fast, he would definitely only be bombarded into slag by now.

This sandstorm came too timely, and Yang Buxing knew very well in his heart that if he couldn't take advantage of the loss of vision now to kill the remaining tank, and wait for the wind to subside, then he might be able to run away, and the remaining few people would definitely not survive.

Under normal circumstances, all external perceptions of ordinary people in such a terrifying sandstorm are bound to fail. Even far-infrared thermal imagers at this point would be ineffective in such an environment.

But at this time, Yang was not hungry, and under his calm breath, his ears could distinguish the sound of the friction between the tracks and the sand in the harsh wind. Such special hearing was not suddenly discovered until this critical moment. It seems that everything in the body has become very different after waking up from the chaos. During this time, I was either on the run or on the way to escape, so I didn't have time to seriously reflect on the changes that had taken place in my body.

Of course, at this moment, he didn't have time to think about the reason at all, but discerned the possible direction of the tank by the sound he felt.

Da Da Da ......

The machine-gun bullets continued to hit the sand behind him, and it was obvious that the opponent was firing a wide range of blind fire in the general direction. Whether this can be shot, and whether it will be shot or not depends on personal luck, at this time both sides lose their vision, everything depends on God's will.

But this is indeed relatively true in the sandstorm, and now the sound of the machine gun came to Yang Buxing's ears, but it was like a morning star in the dark night guiding him in the direction of his progress.

I saw him reach out and grab Yao Bing behind him, pat him on the shoulder and signal him to protect Alice, and then crawled away like a four-legged snake with his hands and feet and followed the sound of the machine gun.

The two machine guns on the turret of the tank in front were constantly pouring bullets outward, as if to achieve a quantitative change from qualitative to qualitative through this accumulation of fire.

Yang Bu was hungry and ran away close to the ground at this time, and the biggest threat was not from the wind, which was gradually getting stronger and about to exceed level 12, but from the machine gun bullets that came from nowhere like headless flies.

Such windy weather has weakened the human body's perception to the greatest extent, and the ability to barely dodge bullets is almost useless at this time, or it can be said that it is too late to react.

For example, in a normal state, just like the tank that he captured with himself as a bait not long ago, the machine gun bullets were also fired at him, but within a few meters in front of him, he could be sensed in advance and make corresponding evasive actions, but this time due to the wind and sand, his perception distance was shortened too much, and he couldn't detect it until he was about to touch the flesh, but it was too late, although he could avoid the vital point, but he was inevitably injured.

The consequence of this was that at this moment, Yang Buxing's shoulders, arms, and thighs were all shot in the sand by machine gun bullets, and the stray bullets that bounced off the stray bullets pulled out many wounds of different sizes. But this is already the most unfortunate of all, knowing that the area of the torso is much larger than these parts.

Fighting through the pain, he identified the tank's approximate position by the distance he had finally determined when the sandstorm came. As the sound became clearer and clearer, the sound of bullets shooting into the sand was only heard behind him.

Suddenly, the sound of crawler friction that had not appeared for a while suddenly came from the side, and several hot bullet shells suddenly slipped from Yang Buxing's neck into his clothes.

The only explanation for this situation was that the tank he was looking for was next to him and was running over him, and he didn't even notice it.

Such a close distance can be turned a blind eye, which shows how terrifying the wind and sand around are at this time. When Yang Bu's right foot just touched something, he used all his strength to roll backwards according to his instinctive instincts, and it was this roll that happened to roll out from under the tracks of the tank, even if it was a little slower, then there would be another pile of meat in the desert.

Da Da Da ......

The sound of the machine gun sounded overhead, and the hot falling bullet casings fell beside him, if this didn't explain the problem, then Yang Bu Hunger's kung fu should be in vain.

Obviously, the tank is a few meters away in front at this time, and it only takes Yang Buxing to jump to its turret with a jump, but the problem now is that he doesn't know where the opponent's machine gun is facing at this moment, and under the cover of a large amount of sand and dust, the visibility is almost only less than half a meter in front of him, and it is impossible to determine at all.

"I don't believe it's so unlucky!"

I saw that Yang Buxing's thighs were tense and he jumped forward, and this height must be at least four or five meters. The target is, of course, the tank in the estimated position in front of him, but he didn't calculate the windy weather at this time, and Yang Buyu's body in mid-air was suddenly deflected by the strong wind blowing, and he originally jumped to the front, but this would have to be at least a few meters to the right.

The accident came so suddenly, and when it landed, of course, it was impossible to judge the height and fell into a. Just when Yang was not hungry and secretly shouted bad luck, the sound of the track suddenly sounded in his ears, and when he reacted, the corners of his clothes had been rolled into the load wheels by the tracks of the tank.

Yang Bu was not hungry and didn't expect that he would be unlucky like this, and now the situation has no choice but to hesitate, because as the track moves forward, the whole body is carried tightly on the outside of the track and tighter and tighter, if you don't break free, even half of your body will be rolled into the track to stir up.

It is said that blessings and misfortunes depend on misfortunes, and the wounds on the arms that were cut by stray bullets just now will of course also tear their clothes. Although I have to admit that Yang Buxing's clothes are of good quality, they are easy to tear if they have a gap. Thanks to these openings, Yang was not hungry and was able to break free from the shackles of his clothes in a few seconds, and the two grenades that were originally hanging in his coat were also rolled into the tracks.

Yang was not hungry, he didn't know if the grenade that didn't pull off the thimble would explode under the squeezing, but he still jumped out at the first time and lay on the ground with his head in his hands.

Boom......

Sure enough, the grenade still exploded, because of the entanglement of the clothes and stuck into the load wheel, the Soviet-made RGD-5 grenade, which mainly relied on fragmentation killing, could not do much damage to the tank load wheel, but due to various coincidences, these two small things just unloaded the main load wheel on one side of the T55 tank. This also unexpectedly made the tank completely lying on its stomach, and it was impossible to even turn on the spot.

Of course, Yang Buxing didn't know that this happened, but he had doubts in his heart when he heard that the opponent's machine gun did not sound again at this time, and the tank did not seem to move again.

When Yang Buxing finally climbed into the tank, he found that it was already "empty", the hatch on the top was open, and the driver and gunner inside were nowhere to be found......