Chapter One Hundred and One: Crazy Tank

China's Type 63 amphibious tank, with a height of 2.5 meters, a width of 3.2 meters, a length of 8.4 meters, a crew of 4 people, a total combat weight of 18 tons, an average speed of 30km/h, and a speed of 8km/h on the water. Armed with an 85-mm rifled gun, a 7.62-mm parallel machine gun, and a 12.7 anti-aircraft machine gun······

Ye Feng mentally inspected the tank he was in, recalled the various parameters he had seen about this tank in the military encyclopedia, and quickly became familiar with the functions of each longitudinal rod and button, and became more and more flexible with the tank.

Although Ye Feng broke through the encirclement of more than 1,000 soldiers with a single move "Gluttonous Forest", there were still 2,000 remaining soldiers in the Jinlai military camp. Soon, armored vehicles, jeeps, trucks, motorcycles, and even helicopters chased after them.

The army commander, who was so angry that he couldn't contact Liang Xichang, ignored it and ordered his soldiers to fire at the tank with all his might.

"Damn, we stole our precious tank! Don't let those four bastards get away! The communicator recalled the commander's angry roar.

For a moment, bullets, rockets, mortar shells, missiles, whistling towards the tank.

"Cut! These crazy guys. ”

Although with his spiritual power perception, Ye Feng was able to avoid most of the deadly shells in time with the tank, but the opponent's attack was too dense, and the tank would always be hit. In particular, rockets and missiles with a certain ability to lock on to the target are all capable of causing devastating damage to Type 63 tanks.

In desperation, Ye Feng had to pour another mouthful of life essence to speed up the replenishment of spiritual power and plant energy.

Under the impetus of the idea, a thick layer of wooden armor quickly grew on the surface of the tank, and layers of tough wooden fibers crisscrossed to form an armor layer up to half a meter thick. Under the blockage of ironwood armor, although the rockets and mortar shells that narrowly hit the tank produced an astonishing explosion, the explosive force of the tank itself was completely unthreatening.

The shattered wooden armor continued to regenerate, and in a blink of an eye, it was back to its original state, just like that, Ye Feng drove the tank, like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, and rushed towards the exit of the barracks under artillery fire.

"Made, give me a hard fight back, don't let these guys get carried away!"

It was not Ye Feng's style to not fight back after being beaten, and he roared angrily at Bai Zhanji and the others.

The man with the machine gun was agitated by Ye Feng's overlord aura, and the blood surname in his body was instantly stimulated, and he immediately roared angrily and fought back frantically.

Ye Feng even commanded Bai Zhanji and another tomb robber, and the three of them worked together to turn the turret and aim at the enemy group on one side.

Rumble!

The battery roared and erupted a long tongue of fire, and in the blink of an eye, a huge burst of fire exploded in the enemy group hundreds of meters away.

It's a pity that Ye Feng, who fired for the first time, was not on the right track. After the adjustment, the second shell landed accurately on the position of the enemy mortar squad. The mortar ammunition that was affected by the explosion was immediately detonated, and the artillery attack faced by Ye Feng's tank suddenly weakened a lot.

However, before the four of Ye Feng had time to cheer, a new challenge appeared in front of them.

Dada!

Rumble!

The helicopter gunship of the Kinlai army finally took to the skies. Two helicopters flanked the tank, one on the left and one on the right, and heavy machine guns heavily fired ammunition. After failing to attack the tank itself, which was protected by heavy wooden armor, the helicopter aimed at the tank's tracks to fire the cannon, and when several shells hit the tank's tracks in succession, the latter finally broke overwhelmed.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that the tank was about to lose its ability to move, under the control of Ye Feng's mind, the damaged part of the tank's track was replaced by tough wood, and the broken part was brought back in time. The tank finally regained its ability to travel in a thrilling way.

If the tank breaks down before rushing to the Jinlai military camp, Ye Feng and the four of them will face a siege of more than 2,000 soldiers, and it will be impossible for Ye Feng to rescue the three of them safely.

Ye Feng's spiritual power had already been consumed, and with the life essence alone, he couldn't last long. It is even more whimsical to deal with 2,000 well-equipped modern soldiers head-on.

Ye Feng's mind urged the growth of wooden armor, and a thick layer of baffles grew on both sides of the track, but it was not a way to go on like this. The helicopter is like a maggot with a bone entanglement attack, and the wear and tear of the wooden armor no longer consumes his energy all the time, it is certain that Ye Feng's plant energy will be exhausted one step ahead of the enemy's ammunition, and the tank will definitely be blown into a pile of scrap metal.

And with Bai Zhanji's three half-hung combat effectiveness, it is too difficult to expect them to be able to pose a threat to the helicopter.

"You come and drive! Just step on the gas pedal and drive forward! Ye Feng pulled a person over and pressed him into the driver's seat, while he jumped under the hatch.

Finding the right opportunity, taking advantage of the vacuum of the enemy's firepower, Ye Feng suddenly leaned out half of his body from the hatch, threw two javelins with lightning in his left and right hands, and threw two javelins.

With the blessing of Ye Feng's powerful power, the two javelins flew towards the two helicopters dozens of meters away at a speed close to that of a cannonball, breaking through the cockpit glass and inserting into the fuselage.

"What the hell!" The helicopter pilot was scared out of a cold sweat, the other party was a monster, he actually hit the plane with a javelin, but fortunately he didn't shoot himself, and the tiny javelin could not cause effective damage to the helicopter.

However······

"Oh, the Buddha is above! Help me! ——”

The wooden javelin inserted into the fuselage suddenly sprouted countless stems, which elongated and expanded, reaching into the cabin and wrapping the pilot and the soldiers inside like rice dumplings. Amid the screams of the soldiers, the helicopter lost control, flew in the air for a while, and crashed headlong to the ground.

Ye Feng had already returned to the driver's seat to take over the pilot's seat as soon as the javelin was shot, and there would be no accidents, without prior precautions, in the face of the attack of plants that disintegrated from the inside, the helicopter could not escape the fate of falling.

Having gotten rid of two of the toughest enemies, the tank can finally move at full speed with confidence. Two minutes later, Ye Feng drove the tank out of the gate of the Jinlai military camp, and then used the remaining plants to create a tall and heavy wooden wall to seal the door in one go, temporarily blocking the pursuing car.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the tank rushed into the county seat, quickly picked up Bai Xiaofei who was waiting at the hotel, and then rushed across the street and drove towards the forest area near the county seat.

By the time the Kinlai army came after them, they found only a flaming tank that had been blown up at the edge of the forest, and the enemy had long since disappeared into the jungle.

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"You four, if you don't want to be poked by the Burmese, hurry up!"

Ye Feng was behind Bai Xiaofei and the four of them, wielding a rattan whip full of thorns, urging the four exhausted tomb robbers who were tired from the journey.

Under the pressure of Ye Feng's Great Demon King, the small bodies of the four tomb robbers burst out with unprecedented potential, and finally reached the depths of the primeval forest two hours later, temporarily getting rid of being tracked by the enemy.

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