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The tank came, and just when the black man was about to rush to the position, two leading tanks came from the rear to support, and after the two steel giants joined the battlefield, the black man, who was originally in high spirits, was hit and did not dare to rush forward.

"Boom!" A shell landed directly in the middle of several black men, tearing them to pieces, and the side-by-side machine guns on the tank were also harvesting the lives of black people, beating rows of black people in front of them into sieves one by one.

"Counterattack, press through!" Yu Reinforcement shouted, with a pistol in his hand, he stood up directly from the tunnel, attack is the best defense, rather than sit and wait, it is better to fight.

The two tanks were at the head, and more tanks followed, and the old hairy men who had been pressed and beaten rushed out of the tunnel, followed behind the tanks, and kept shooting at the blacks not far in front of them.

The black man who had been desperate to charge before, but at this time he had turned around and retreated, and the tanks could not be penetrated, and it was impossible to use their own flesh and blood to fight the tanks, so they could only choose a strategic retreat.

The rest of the reinforcements followed behind the tank, looking for suspicious targets, and now he wanted to kill the sniper the most, but this guy is very cunning, so far, no trace has been revealed, and there is still no clue.

“RPG！” As soon as the tank drove some distance, the remaining reinforcements saw a Japanese not far away carrying a bazooka aiming at the tank, shouting and shooting at the position of the Japanese.

The Japanese fell, but the rocket had already been fired, but at the moment of falling, the angle at which the rocket was aimed was raised and shot into the air.

However, this is just an anti-tank group hiding in the shadows, there are more blacks and Japanese carrying RPGs waiting for an opportunity, this crisis has just passed more than ten seconds, and once again a rocket appeared on the side and flew towards the tank that hit the head.

Alexander did not hesitate to crush the remaining reinforcements under him, and the explosion sounded, and the rocket hit the tank, but as before, it only detonated the reactive armor, but did not destroy the tank.

"Keep an eye on your surroundings and don't let these anti-tank equipment get too close!" Yu Reinforcement got up from the ground, picked up his weapon, and shouted loudly, and at the same time Yu Guang saw that there seemed to be a reflection of a mirror on the side, and reflexively flew forward, and by the way, Alexander who had just gotten up was also pressed to the ground.

It's a sniper, which cunning guy is it, Yu Yuanjun can basically determine which guy it is, in an instant, the bullet grazed Yu Yuanjun's body and flew over, if it wasn't for the reflection just now, he might have been plotted by this guy again.

"Half-past nine direction, sniper, fire coverage!"

Yu reinforcements even rolled and crawled to the side, did not raise their heads, and shot at suspicious positions, more than ten bullets of the pistol were almost all shot by him in an instant, and the rest of the old Maozi was not slow, followed by Yu reinforcements to shoot at the position of half past nine.

Almost in a matter of seconds, hundreds of bullets were fired in the direction of half past nine, and the remaining reinforcements were not sure if they had killed the guy, but if they didn't die, they should change places, and gently opened the small door behind the tank, telling the driver the situation, and soon, the turret on the tank began to rotate, aiming in the direction of half past nine.

"Boom!"

An incendiary bomb fired, and it was lit up at a distance of about fifty or sixty meters, and the sniper, if he hadn't gone, was still lying there, dodging the first round of fire, and this time he would have been roasted.

A total of five tanks came up to support, not because they didn't want to bring more tanks, but because of the terrain, the tanks couldn't be used at all, and the speed was greatly limited, two tanks were the first, three tanks were finished, and they were driving the blacks from the mountains.

The blacks, who were originally going very well, are now being chased like lost dogs, and they originally used the chaos to sneak attack with RPGs, but after more and more old hairs joined the counteroffensive, this sneak attack was often solved before they could be aimed.

Once again, the pursuit began, and the group of blacks had retreated to the position behind the first line position they had just occupied, and if they continued to pursue, these blacks would be driven down.

In the camp of the black people in the distance, Farah held a telescope and watched the exchange of fire on the No. 1 Heights, the covering barrage formed by the smoke bombs had dispersed, and the situation on the No. 1 Heights could now be clearly seen.

Originally, when the black people had been suppressing the attack, Farah had a smile on his face, and everyone knew that Farah was in a good mood, and many of his subordinates around him were constantly patting their ass.

But after the appearance of the tank, the situation of the battle has changed somewhat, but Farah's face has not changed much, and those who are familiar with him seem to be able to see a trace of joy on his face, as if he is very happy when the situation on the battlefield is reversed, which is incomprehensible.

"Inform the artillery, fire covers the opposite heights of No. 1!" Farah took a look at the situation on Heights One, took a puff on his cigar, and finally gave the order, one that surprised everyone.

"Head, but we still have people on the high ground, if the artillery fire covers it, our people!"

"Mr. Farah, our captain and our comrades are on the high ground, please take back your orders!"

Both his subordinates and the Japanese immediately objected, after all, in addition to the enemy, most of them were their own allies on the mountain, and the black troops on the mountain were not cannon fodder, they were also elite, otherwise they would not have caused casualties to the remaining reinforcements and others.

"I'm in charge of everything here, so get ready to fire now, and if anyone doesn't agree, ask me about my weapon first!" After Farah finished speaking, he revealed his Desert Eagle, and looked at his subordinates and the Japanese around him with a wicked smile on his face.

"Yes!"

The order was issued quickly, although the Japanese still wanted to stop it, but the Japanese had less than a hundred, and most of them did not have guns, but there were at least 1,000 people around Farah, all of whom were armed with rifles, maybe the combat effectiveness was not as good as the Japanese, but compared to the number of guns, Farah had an absolute advantage.

"All artillery ready, the target is five kilometers away, high ground!"

Farah's artillery has no professional terminology, just said the approximate coordinates and targets, and the future will be handed over to the artillery to play freely, how to fight, it is the gunners who rely on their own feelings, so the artillery in Africa, it is normal to hit accurately, and it is called a miracle to hit accurately, and ten shells can hit the target, which is already a high hit rate!

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