Chapter 322: Xie Feng's depression

"Captain, you can drive this tank car, or go up and try it, and crush this group of little devils!"

Huang Qiu's suggestion is good, if he changes the commander, he may kick him, and he is not afraid of pressing his own people when he drives a tank at night.

But Li Huan is not afraid, because he has a plug-in and can determine the location of the enemy.

Looking at this 89 Type B tank, Li Huan became angry, this thing is said to be a medium tank, but in fact it is a light tank, if it is not for a 57 howitzer, it is no different from an iron house.

But it's better than nothing, Li Huan went up directly, adjusted the turret, and shot at the place with more red dots on the minimap.

Rumble~

"Ahhh~" the devil screamed.

"Why did the tanks blow us up?"

"Hey, the bombing was wrong, we're our own people!"

"Stupid tank soldiers, hurry up and blow up the dirt!"

The devil scolded, but unfortunately Li Huan laughed while letting people load:

"That's right, it's you who blew up!"

"One more grenade!"

Rumble~

"Ahhh~"

"Why are you still bombing us?"

The devil couldn't figure it out, several soldiers' legs and arms were missing, and some of them even lost their whereabouts.

"Stop, stop!"

A devil who was missing an arm, waving his arm and shouting, the person behind just noticed that something was wrong, and when he wanted to go up and pull him, he suddenly found that the tank opened fire again, directly hitting this devil and blowing it up, and the corpses flew everywhere.

"Yaga, it's not our people on the tank, shoot at the tank immediately!"

"Grenadiers, come here!"

"Machine guns come over and shoot at the flanks of the tank!"

The little devil still has a little experience in dealing with tanks, but it is a little better than nothing, and he roughly knows where the tank is weak.

It's a pity that Li Huan has already found the devil soldier with a grenadier, the grenadier has just been placed on the ground, and before he has time to put the grenade in it, he will fire another shot.

Rumble!

This grenadier soldier was blown into blood clots with several devils next to him, and half of the body of one devil flew far away, only to find that the lower half of his body was gone, only some internal organs flowed out, and the severe pain made him struggle and scream on the ground.

"Ahhh......h Save me! ”

In fact, devils are also afraid of death, but they are well-trained, and under normal circumstances, the will to fight is more tenacious than ordinary people.

In particular, the little devils often win when the Jedi counterattacks, causing them to subconsciously think that they can win as long as they work hard, in fact, as long as they hold the devil's attack and grind their will.

"Haha, this machine gun is good, I'll try it too!"

Huang Qiu found that the machine gun on the tank seemed to be very good, so he turned the muzzle of the gun and shot at the devil.

Li Huan also quickly moved the battery at this time, drove the tank out directly, and quickly approached the devils, and before the two injured devils could dodge, they were crushed into meatloaf by the tracks.

Rumble~

Another shot went over and directly destroyed another tank, this time using armor-piercing shells, which pierced directly through the flank of the tank, and the little devil inside should have been killed.

Another tank also had devils who wanted to go up, but before they could climb up, they were beaten into a sieve by Huang Qiu.

In order to prevent the little devil from starting the tank, you simply broke the tank battery and blew up the tracks.

"Damn, this Li Huan is really a bastard, he will blow up Lao Tzu when he has a tank, and he usually puts down the bowl and scolds his mother!"

The third regiment commander saw that Li Huan had blown up another tank, and he was so angry that his head was about to smoke.

Originally, he was still thinking about himself and Li Huan one by one, and then hand over a tank.

Well, now that the other two tanks are all damaged, it's one thing whether they can be repaired or not, and even if they can be repaired, they don't have the talent to repair the tanks on their side.

"Dog's day, all bayonets, while mending guns, kill the remaining devils!"

There are only a dozen devils left, and there are more than a hundred people on their side, and the crushing battle is like that.

Before those little devils had time to gather into a group, they were eliminated one by one, and Li Huan also drove a tank to approach the third regiment commander at this time.

"Third Regiment Commander, I said that this war still depends on me, you see how many devils I killed in a tank!"

Li Huan opened the hatch and smiled proudly, and then Xie Feng rolled his eyes and scolded angrily:

"You kid is a white-eyed wolf, Lao Tzu kindly took you to grab the tank, you are good, you grabbed a tank, but you blew up Lao Tzu's tank!

Lao Tzu still wants to drive a tank back to show off to the division commander and brigade commander, no, you have to compensate me for your tank! ”

At this time, the third regiment commander simply played a scoundrel, but Li Huan didn't care at all, he was not afraid that the third regiment commander would rob his tank, so he just asked lightly:

"Do you know how to drive a tank?"

"No, would I still be here if I knew how to drive a tank?" The third regiment commander shook his head with disdain, none of them knew how to drive a tank, not even a car.

"Oh, do any of your regiments know how to drive tanks?"

"Not either!"

"And what do you want tanks for?"

As soon as Li Huan asked this question, the commander of the three regiments was instantly stupid, just thinking about grabbing the tank, none of them in the three regiments seemed to know how to drive, and it was useless to grab it, so they couldn't force the devil to help them drive the tank.

"This ...... This ......"

"Hey, no, how can you kid drive a tank?" The third head of the regiment found a strange problem, this little bastard is not very old, but there are a lot of people.

"I'm a natural genius, I'm proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts, not to mention driving a tank, even if it's an airplane, can you believe it?"

"You kid just blow it, you can drive a tank to see your cow, why don't you kill the Japanese emperor?"

The third head rolled his eyes again, he rolled his eyes a little too much today, and Li Huan was afraid that he wouldn't be able to turn it back after he turned it over.

"Don't worry, the two tanks of the third regiment commander should be able to be repaired, but the performance may be a little worse, let's send them to the arsenal another day to try!"

"Okay, but you kid has to promise me something!"

"What's the matter?"

"Teach my people to drive tanks!"

"Cheng, no problem!"

Xie Feng desperately wanted to pretend to be a B in front of the division commander and brigade commander, it was Wang Yunlong's kid who was in the limelight before, and this time he also wanted to be in the limelight.

The next thing is simple, Li Huan is responsible for repairing the tank, it is good to have a tank, that is, the side armor has been penetrated, and there is a big hole in the body of the devil inside, and there are still a lot of flesh and steel fragments on the inner wall, and the effect of the armor-piercing bullet is really good.

Another tank has damaged tracks, just connect it with a spare track, it's not a difficult task, and the turret is blown up a little crooked, which needs to be sent to the arsenal to be disassembled and repaired, and it can't be repaired here.

The next step is to get all the tanks and supplies back, and then start to divide the spoils.