Chapter 670: Tiger Tank

"Really?" the little devil was so excited that he fired another ice pick out of the way, piercing a tree and punching the German soldiers hiding behind, while the other German soldiers and the American soldiers on his side only reacted to someone being shot and killed, and did not have any doubts about magic, "Oh, this is really amazing." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Of course, it's something I'm proud of. Although it is not yet perfect, this room has now shown great value, and I have a hunch that this room will serve as the core of our practice in the future. "I'm very confident in this, as for why a group of ordinary soldiers who are not threatening are projected, it may be because there are two people in the room, me and the little devil, and the room will be calculated based on the weakest individual, "So, come on, show me crazy." ”

I'm not going to stop there, these fragile opponents can just be used to let her vent, the little devil is a demon after all, it's a demon, there is no one who doesn't like to destroy and kill, I believe that the little devil will not succumb to desire, so in this case, it is very good for her to awaken her instincts.

"Good. The little devil waved his hands and rushed into the depths of the battlefield, the little magic of his hands burst out as if he didn't count the magic power, and beat the side of the German soldiers to pieces, I could hear her laughter from so far away, but although it was a simulated projection, it would still be injured if it was hit in battle, and this injury was not reflected in the body, but because it was too realistic, it would cause the brain to receive false signals of injury, in short, it would definitely not die, but the pain was certain.

"Well, don't overdo it, the enemy on the battlefield of Bastone is not just the infantry, but also ...... Something even more sinister. "I casually kicked an FG42 paratrooper rifle left behind by a German paratrooper from the ground and ran over with the little devil, speaking of which, only more than seven thousand were produced in total, and I could pick up one at random, how should I describe it," the optical sight is intact, the bipod is intact, this magazine is twenty rounds, and there is still ...... left Seventeen rounds. ”

The power of the FG42 was not small at the time, and the accuracy was not bad, especially when it came out with a scope, which was very close to the current precision marksman rifle in semi-automatic mode, using it, I executed seventeen people with seventeen bullets, and there was no missing bullet, I haven't used this physical ammunition weapon for a long time, it feels quite novel, it seems that it is not only the little devil who let go of the body and mind on the battlefield in the past, but I am the same.

'Bang!' There was the roar of artillery in the distance, I knew that the little devil had met the big guy, and threw down the FG42 casually, the time for the cameo soldier was over, and now I was going to make a cameo appearance as a terminator, I pulled out the beam pistol, the power of this little thing is obviously outdated in Gensokyo, but I don't plan to remove it, it represents my original design results, my earliest design concept, just like my child, unlike the mass production of hand-held beam rifles, I only have this one here.

"It seems that you are in a hard fight?" I ran to the spot where the cannon sounded, and saw that the little devil was hiding behind a low wall, surrounded by the corpses of German soldiers and American soldiers, there were many on both sides, if I remember correctly, the American army had nearly 70,000 casualties in this battle, and the German army was probably close to 100,000, no matter which side was an extremely tragic battle, "Have you been hit?"

"No, but that thing out there isn't a good deal to deal with. "The little devil is holding a Chicago typewriter in his hand (laughs), which is actually the Thomson M1A1 submachine gun, one of the standard submachine guns of the U.S. military during World War II, nicknamed the Chicago typewriter because of the sound of firing like a typewriter, it looks like it was picked up, judging from the length of the magazine, it should be a thirty-round magazine, "My fireball and ice pick can't hurt that thing, no matter how big the magic is, I need time to aim, it won't give me a chance." ”

I quietly stuck my head out of the low wall and saw what the little devil said was not easy to deal with, and as I expected, it was a Tiger tank parked at the intersection, in this era, the Tiger tank was powerful enough to stand out from the crowd, whether it was the American M4 Sherman, the British MKVII Cromwell cruiser or the Soviet T-34/ The 85 tank, when it encounters the Tiger tank, is beaten to the ground nine times out of ten, and even the Sherman-Firefly tank, which is equipped with APDS shells that is ahead of the era, is not its opponent, which shows its power.

"Oh, you've got a hard time with this thing. I leaned against the low wall and introduced to the little devil, "The Tiger tank, equipped with armor that was quite terrifying in this era, and its strong defensive capabilities even made many Allied soldiers suffer from Tiger phobia. "Tiger phobia is real, there's no doubt about that, and many people even suspect that the Tiger tank's armor uses recycled biosteel, which is ridiculous," Legend has it that if you paint a tiger tank on the wall, you can scare away the new soldiers of the Allied army. ”

"Woo...... the little devil's little mouth pouted, she didn't come to listen to me talk about history, "So what should I do!" Suddenly, the legendary coquettish, not wild, what? What is the difference between the two? Simple, let me tell you, the girl forks her hands to her waist and stomps her little feet, this is called wild, and the girl forks her hands to her waist, stomps her little feet, and her chest trembles, this is called coquettishness.

"Okay, okay, I'll accept it, and if you don't adapt to it, I'll obey you. "I can't stand girls being coquettish the most, ugly women will make me want to vomit, and good-looking women will make me want to ...... Hey, hey, "Just stand behind me, just prepare a loud spell and give it to me before then." ”

I got up from behind the low wall and walked to the clearing, and the turret of the Tiger tank immediately began to rotate with me, and the next second, the shells of the 88mm tank gun of the Tiger tank flew towards me along with the bullets of the coaxial machine gun, God knows what shells they loaded, but it didn't matter, they were useless to me anyway, and the rocket launchers used by the MS couldn't hurt me.

The little devil stood behind me, silently aiming for her magic, the blast of cannonballs blowing her long hair, but because I was much bigger than the little devil, no actual attack fell on her, and I just had to protect my head with my arms.

"Alright!" Finally, the little devil's magic was done, and I immediately dodged, and the little devil pushed the magic out almost at the same time, "Burst Flame Ball!"