Barre's group of people standing on Chen Ming's side also saw what Chen Ming saw, and at the same time as Chen Ming shouted, they fell to the ground with a low body.

But the British soldiers were not so lucky, they turned their backs to that side, and when they heard Chen Ming's shout, they were stunned for a moment, and they were stunned, and they were going to die!

A No. 4 tank spun around the corner, and as soon as it emerged, the stubby barrel flashed, and a shell came at it.

Then, the machine gun on the car spat out a fiery snake and fired back and forth in this direction.

Chen Ming didn't know where the shells would fall, but he knew that he couldn't stand still stupidly, and it was completely a subconscious action to knock down Viscount William.

The shells did not fall into the crowd, but flew over the heads of the crowd and plunged headlong into the buildings behind.

The explosion of the shell destroyed half of the small building, and the glass of the adjacent house was also shattered by the explosion.

But the fact that the shells did not hit did not mean that it was safe, and those British soldiers who were still standing in place lost their lives when the machine guns swept over, except for Viscount William.

And they were not killed on the spot, not because the machine gunners on the tank let out the water, but because of a simple sandbag bunker, a simple bunker set up by the British and the German squad during the exchange of fire.

But this cover is not invincible, and if the machine gun hits it, this thin cover will be broken through immediately, and there is no need to be so troublesome, fire a shot, or run over directly, and these people hiding behind will die.

Chen Ming threw away Viscount William, he knew how critical it was now, it only took a few seconds for the No. 4 tank to reload a shell, and if they fired, they would all die without a place to bury.

The tanks stopped firing from the machine guns, and the tracks rattled in this direction, apparently preparing to save some ammunition, as it was impossible for the fleeing French soldiers to carry such a cumbersome thing as explosive packs.

Chen Ming can take out this tank, his TAC has enough power, but that is only possible when he has a distance advantage, now, the tank is at most 50 meters away from them, and he does not have a stable sniper position.

"What should I do?" The first one to ask was Barre, who regretted his indecision just now, and knew that he would be blocked by German tanks here, so it was better to kill the British directly.

"Is there any explosives?" There was no way to use a sniper rifle, Chen Ming could only think of some more reliable ideas.

"Nope! We didn't even bring it! Barre shook his head helplessly.

"We have!" It was Viscount William who interjected: "In the box over there!" He pointed to a wooden box on the side of the street.

Chen Ming frowned, the box was not far from them, but if they wanted to get it, they had to be exposed to the muzzle of the tank for at least 10 seconds.

Ten seconds, enough for a machine gun on a tank to tear anyone to shreds!

Chen Ming saw it, and the others naturally saw it, Barre asked without hesitation: "I'm going to attract the attention of the tank..." "As he spoke, he was about to rush out.

As soon as he moved, he felt that he was being dragged, and when he looked back, it was Viscount William who was dragging him.

"I'm going to attract tanks, this is my defense zone, when will it be your turn to tell the French?" Viscount William's words were filled with mockery and contempt.

After speaking, without waiting for the others to react, a tumbling jumped out of cover and ran wildly towards the corner where Chen Ming and the others came.

Sure enough, the tank stopped, and the machine gun at the front of the car pulled out a chain of bullets, and swept in the footsteps of Viscount William.

Everyone was a little stunned, but not Chen Ming!

He rolled out of cover and sprinted briskly towards the explosives box.

The box was not nailed with blood, Chen Ming lifted the lid of the box, and there were high explosives that had been bundled inside, and there were four in one box, Chen Ming grabbed one in each hand, and rushed to the direction of the tank.

The tanker was not stupid, looking at Chen Ming who rushed over and William who fled, he suddenly knew which was more threatening.

The machine gun began to deflect towards Chen Ming, but Chen Ming ran along the wall and had already escaped the firing range of the machine gun of the No. 4 tank, and the tank could only helplessly rotate the body, and the bullet chased after Chen Ming, punching a row of bullet holes in the wall of the building.

However, the distance of more than thirty meters was too close, so close that before he could catch up with Chen Ming, he had already run to the side of the tank.

There are still two meters, Chen Minggang wanted to make a move, his pupils shrank sharply, there are still people behind the tank!

"Careless!" There was only such a thought flashing in my heart, and I felt a numbness in my legs, and my body involuntarily fell forward and was shot!

It's normal to think about it, infantry and tan coordination is not a very modern tactic, and the infantry knew the tactics of using tanks to open the way to capture enemy positions in World War II, and Chen Ming was so anxious that he actually forgot about this fateful thing.

There weren't many people behind the tank, just three infantrymen, but these three infantry could definitely kill Chen Ming a hundred times.

The moment he fell to the ground, Chen Ming threw out the explosives in his hand, took out his right hand, 1911 had appeared in his hand, pulled off the hammer, rolled twice in a row, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the position of the infantry by impression, and fired three shots in a row.

These three shots do not seek to kill the enemy, just for self-protection, as long as a few soldiers are forced back, Barre and others in the rear can provide sufficient fire cover.

Luck was good, a German soldier who underestimated Chen Ming's strength was shot twice in a row, and he immediately collapsed to the ground.

The other person hurriedly grabbed the collar of the wounded soldier and dragged it desperately to the shooting corner, while the other person continued to raise the gun in his hand without dodging, preparing to shoot at Chen Ming to buy time for his companions.

"Well trained!" Chen Ming admired in his heart.

I have to sigh that the combat effectiveness of the German army is really strong and terrifying, and the conquest of Europe is not only based on the advanced industrial level, but also the quality of the individual soldiers is definitely the world's leading.

But this did not delay Chen Ming from shooting, these are just ordinary soldiers, in terms of individual combat effectiveness, compared with the top special forces who have been through a hundred battles, there is still a big gap.

The muzzle of the gun swung slightly, and the two shots killed this brave soldier, and after such a delay, the tank had already completed its turn, and the chain of the machine gun swept over, and the frightened Chen Ming hurriedly lay down.

Barre and the others did not have the threat of tanks, and finally sent late aid, and the accumulation of various guns, although they were helpless against the tanks, still forced the remaining infantry not to dare to show their heads.

Lying on the ground, Chen Ming crawled forward quickly, the explosives had just been thrown away by him, but he didn't throw it too far, grabbed an explosives bag, and didn't care about the leg injury, Chen Ming rolled over to the side of the tank track.

The hair-pulling lead left Chen Ming with a lot of things left, and an explosive bag was enough for this tank to stay here quietly.

After looking at the length of the lead and silently estimating the time, Chen Ming's escape time was at most 5 seconds, and he pulled the lead without hesitation, rolling forward two times in succession, Chen Ming did not stay away from the tank, but turned over towards the back of the tank, where the infantry was hiding.

What can you do in 5 seconds?

Many people will give a lot of definitions, in life, 5 seconds is enough to smoke a cigarette, drink two sips of wine or whatever.

But Chen Ming's five seconds perfectly reflected the physical fitness and reaction of the top mercenaries.

Two seconds to roll, one second and a half squats, one second to shoot, one second to put on a defensive stance.

Then, with a bang, the tank track was blown off, and with a bang, the hull that had been rotating stopped, and the broken track slipped to the ground like a dead snake, and the steel giant lost its legs and stopped helplessly.

But that's not all, the tank just lost its ability to move, but his firepower was still strong.

The front of the car had already crashed into the wall, and the machine gun at the front of the car would not pose a threat to Barry's gang, but the crew members in the tank obviously did not want to close their eyes and wait for death, and the turret began to slowly turn, little by little in the direction of the cover.

And at this time, Chen Ming moved again.

He pulled out a wooden-handled grenade from the chest of the killed German soldier. bomb, pulled out the cloak, dragged the injured leg, climbed onto the tank from the side.

No matter what kind of tank it is, the members inside are the soul and brain of the tank, and the hard armor is also fragile flesh and blood.

However, if this hard shell is hard enough to a certain extent, it is not something that one or two ordinary people can knead at will.

Of course, Chen Ming is also a human being, and it is impossible to explode a tank with his bare hands, but he has a weapon that is not ordinary, TAC!

The members of Tank 4 entered the car through the top cover of the turret, and the top cover was just stuck from the inside by an ordinary handle to prevent someone from opening the top cover from the outside, which is not thick with the handle!

Will hand. The grenade was inserted in the pocket, the TAC was taken out, and the position of the handle was spotted, Chen Ming prayed a lot before he hit the edge of the top cover and shot it.

Without any suspense, the handle of the top cover was interrupted by a shot from the shaft of the root, and when he put away the gun, Chen Ming pulled his hand away. The pull ring at the bottom of the grenade, lifted the top cover and threw it in, then turned and jumped off the tank as fast as he could.

As soon as he left the tank, a dull explosion came from behind him, and the rotating turret of the tank made a few dull noises like rusty bearings.

Chen Ming exhaled a long breath, and his heart was not completely let go until this time.

Ignoring the injured leg, he limped back, and saw that the tank had been knocked out, and Barre's gang also hurried up to meet him, and a team member saw the injured Chen Ming, took out a first-aid kit and prepared to bandage Chen Ming's wounds.

But Chen Ming didn't appreciate it, pushed away the few people who came up, continued to limp, and walked in the direction of Viscount William before.

Turning the corner, Chen Ming saw Viscount William lying on the ground, he was hit by a bullet, it seemed that it should be a stray bullet, and the bullet shot into his back.

Chen Ming half-knelt on the ground, and struggled to turn the viscount's body over, and as soon as he turned over, he knew that this brave nobleman was hopeless.

The bullet went through his back, but it didn't come out again, and the tumbling stray bullet remained in his body, and in this case, it was usually impossible to live.

Probably feeling the tremors, the dying Viscount William actually opened his eyes, and just as he was about to speak, a mouthful of blood with fragments of internal organs spurted out.

Chen Ming hurriedly flattened William's body, so that he might be able to say two words.

Barry and the others also came around, and when they saw the dying British aristocrats, they did not have the previous antagonism, and stood silently to the side.

"I... Live up to the glory of the William family, the glory of the ancestors... The glory of the ancestors is not there..."Coughing up a mouthful of blood, William continued to say with difficulty: "Not in my hands, let down!" ”

Chen Ming narrowed his eyes, he didn't know how to answer, let alone how to comfort at this time.

William stretched out his hand tremblingly, and pulled out a golden cross from his chest with great difficulty, looking at Chen Ming with hopeful eyes.

As if asking for help, he looked up at the crowd around him, he was not a cultist, and he could not fulfill the request of this dying warrior.

A soldier came up and knelt down, pulled the cross off his neck, put it in his hand, and shook William's weak hands hard: "You live up to the glory of your ancestors, you are a hero!" The glory of the Lord is with you! Amen! ”

Before he could finish speaking, William's hand had already slipped weakly, and the golden, silver cross fell on William's chest, warrior, back to where he was supposed to go!