The little devil didn't expect that there would be a soldier on the ground full of dead bodies approaching them silently.

At this time, all the attention of the Japanese army was already attracted by the fighters on the position, and they were all paying close attention to the destructive power of grenadiers and tanks, but they did not notice at all about the things that were low-eyelid.

The soldier crawled forward with difficulty, moving very slowly, although he was only a dozen meters away from the tank, but it was extremely difficult for him.

On the way forward, a large pool of blood was left behind the place where he passed under him, which made people very worried, and at his speed, I was afraid that he would not be able to reach the vicinity of the tank, and he would die of blood.

But fortunately, the little devil's tank is also slowly approaching him, and this distance is rapidly approaching.

Seeing that the two sides are already within ten meters, they only need to hold on for a while, and the little devil's tank can drive over!

On the defender's position, He Weizhen and the others were nervously watching this soldier, and they were all worried about him, but at this time, seeing that the two sides were about to approach, and they didn't know what was going on, a little devil seemed to see him out of the corner of his eye.

The little devil suddenly turned around, and saw that this soldier was holding a large bundle of grenades in his hand, and was approaching here with difficulty, and his face immediately changed.

"Yaga! This man wants to blow up our tank, hurry up and kill him! ”

Hearing the voice, the dozen or so little devils who followed the tank all pointed their guns at him, and the moment he was discovered, the soldier suddenly rushed over with all his might, and then pulled a box of grenades in mid-air, as if he wanted to die with the tank.

However, it was at this moment that the gunshots rang out.

One bullet after another hit him, hitting his body, the powerful impact force, the warrior's body was knocked back, and the warrior who thought that this distance could be completely pounced, suddenly fell down halfway, struggled for a while, but never got up again.

Feeling the power in his body passing rapidly with the blood, and his consciousness gradually blurred, the warrior raised his head with difficulty, looking at the little devil tank that was close but out of reach, and suddenly showed a resolute look in his eyes.

He didn't know where to gather a force, gritted his teeth and used all his strength to throw the cluster grenade in his hand under the tracks of the tank.

"No, get out of here!"

Looking at the cluster grenades that fell on the ground, the eyes of the little devils all showed a look of horror, and they exclaimed in a lost voice.

At the same time, turn around and run.

However, it was already too late!

"Little devil, grandpa fought with you!"

A loud shout rang out, and almost at the moment when the sound sounded, a dazzling light suddenly appeared, and then a violent explosion came from under the tracks of the little devil's tank.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, seven or eight grenades were bundled together, and the power generated by the explosion was absolutely huge, not just 1+1, the power was definitely rising in a collective multiple.

When the explosion occurred, the flames instantly engulfed the tank, and the dozen or so little devils nearby who had no time to escape were all turned into a pile of powder in the power of the huge explosion......

When the explosion sounded, several soldiers of the little devils in the tank were still in panic, they wanted to prevent this scene from happening, but they couldn't do anything.

One can only beg for a miracle!

After all, as tank drivers, they know very well the endurance of the tank they are driving, and once they are blasted by this kind of cluster grenade, and they are thrown under the turf, there is basically no chance of survival!

But they still want to beg for a miracle!

Even at the moment of the explosion, I couldn't help but shout in unison that the glory of Amaterasu was shining, but it was a pity that maybe their Amaterasu didn't have time to deal with their group of devout believers at this time, and the miracle didn't happen to them, and several little devils were killed directly in the explosion.

After the grenade was convened, a powerful explosion energy directly blew up the tracks and bottom armor of the tank, and after the bottom armor was blown up, the fragile fuel tank was naturally ignited by the explosion, causing a second explosion.

And this explosion was accompanied by huge flames, and the heat energy generated in an instant directly roasted several little devils who were killed in the tank into a pile of burnt rotten meat.

"Hoo ......"

A breeze blew, and in the pungent smoke of gunpowder, there was a faint burst of tempting meat aroma.

Needless to say, where this tempting smell of meat comes from, everyone must understand!

Of course, the important thing is not this, the important thing is that the tank of the little devil was directly destroyed in the explosion, and the entire tank was blown up to only one silhouette, and it was completely scrapped!

And the soldier who sacrificed himself to blow up the tank was naturally affected by the explosion, and the whole person disappeared in the explosion, as if he had never been to this world!

If it weren't for the fact that this tank was still smoking, I'm afraid everyone would think that the previous scene was an illusion!

"This ......"

Looking at this scene, He Weizhen was dumbfounded, didn't know how to speak for a while, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

It's good to blow up a tank, but every time a little devil appears, he has to fill it with human life, and this kind of ending is not what He Weizhen wants to see!

In fact, if it weren't for this time, because this soldier had fallen there like a dead corpse, and didn't attract the attention of the little devil, otherwise, it would have been really difficult to blow up the Japanese tank!

Under the blockade of the infantry and tanks of the little devils, if you want to blow up a tank, you have to pay at least a company of troops!

It's just a possibility!

With such a heavy price, if the little devil dispatches more than a dozen tanks at one time, I'm afraid the 173rd Division won't have to fight anymore, and when it sees the little devil's tank appear, it will retreat directly!

Of course, if the defenders can have enough anti-tank weapons in their hands, or similar to the Gaoping dual-purpose cannon, to deal with tanks, it is naturally a different matter, and there is no need to fill it with human lives.

But it's a pity that even the descendants of the Central Army don't have many of these anti-tank weapons, and as for a unit like the 173rd Division, being able to save a few artillery pieces in a few years is already a good family!

And anti-tank weapons, that's not to even think about!

He Weizhen's thoughts are unknown to other soldiers, and even if they do, they must not care.

Although it was their comrades-in-arms who died, the war was cruel, and a large number of people had to die every day.

This soldier was able to blow up the little devil's tank before he died, he had already made his own contribution, and what the soldiers could do was to use his efforts to bring huge damage to the little devil, only in this way is the greatest consolation to the dead comrades!