Chapter 430: All Dead, Dead, Dead
The tank skin of the devil is notoriously thin, but even then the bullet can't penetrate it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
How thin is it?
The thickness of the steel plate is only in the double digits, and the unit is millimeters.
Two digits, which gives people infinite reverie, is it one centimeter or nine centimeters?
It's not thin anymore.
But in the face of armor-piercing anti-aircraft guns with a thickness of 400 mm, the devil's tank is simply vulnerable.
The anti-aircraft gun was specially invented to restrain the tank, and it can be said that it is the natural enemy of the tank.
Rumble!
One shot was fired and the second tank of the devil tank squadron was hit impartially.
The tragic tank collapsed in an instant, and parts were blown up everywhere after the explosion, leaving only a three-meter-long track on the ground.
Oh, and there's a training wheel...
What about the devil driver inside?
You should ask the emperor this question.
"Nani?" The captain squadron leader in the rear tank cab saw this scene from the machine gun hole and was simply stunned.
He originally thought that the stupid Eighth Route would send soldiers with explosives bags to blow up the tank, and then start a killing spree himself.
If you can't fix it, those Eighth Route Army will be wiped out?
He didn't expect that the Eighth Route Army would knock out the tank with one shot, how could this be possible.
However, I also want to praise the professionalism of the Japanese officers, the captain was stunned for only a minute or two, and hurriedly grabbed the microphone, "Sir, sir, the Eighth Route Army has war fire artillery, the Eighth Route Army has war fire artillery, and the tank can't resist it!" ā
Rumble! Rumble!
Just as the captain reported, Zhang Dabiao commanded the soldiers to open fire.
With the first time, the soldiers who fiddled and ran were not so rusty, and they were just safe to bomb when they loaded the shells.
Two guns, hit a tank.
That's a good record.
In the tank at the rear, Nakazo of course noticed this scene, and after hearing the report of the tank squadron leader, he couldn't help but be shocked.
"Nani? How could there be a fire cannon on the Eighth Road? How is this possible? ā
Although Nakasa didn't believe it, the scene in front of him really told him that it was true.
What kind of cannon can blow a tank into the sky at once, and blow up even the iron plate left?
In the past, although the explosives package of the Eighth Route Army could also destroy the tank, it only generated huge heat to burn the devils in the tank.
The explosives pack is not powerful enough to overturn a tank, let alone smash it.
"You resist this gang of eight roads, and I will lead the general to break through from elsewhere!" Nakasa didn't dare to cat in the tank, and the next shot might be aimed at his own tank.
Looking at General Takeda, who was unconscious again, Nakasa had no choice but to find another way to break through.
"Hi, sir." The captain squadron leader of the tank squadron gritted his teeth and agreed.
This is to make it clear that he will be cannon fodder, although there are thousands of reluctances in his heart, but he has to agree.
"Lieutenant, take your men with me. You guys protect the generals, go! Nakasa pulled out the pistol of the Wangba box, jumped out of the tank with a cat's waist, and shouted at the infantry squadron leader on the side.
"Hey!"
The infantry squadron leader hurriedly commanded his soldiers to get the bamboo field out of the tank, and then more than a dozen soldiers came up to surround the bamboo field.
followed Nakasa to find another way out.
"Bomb, blow it up to Lao Tzu, blow it up. This cannon is really fucking awesome, it's cool! Seeing that two tanks were destroyed at once, Zhang Dabiao exclaimed.
It's the first time I've fought a battle that is so relieving.
In the past, in the face of devils' tanks, they could not be destroyed without fighting to the death of fifty or sixty soldiers.
What now?
It's simple and convenient.
Seeing that the battle record was so dazzling, the interest of the soldiers fiddling with the cannon was also getting higher and higher, and they were about to bombard it when they loaded the shells.
"Battalion commander, look, the devil has picked up the white flag!" A company commander pointed to the tank in front of him and said to Zhang Dabiao.
"What's that?"
Zhang Dabiao didn't believe it, but looking at the past, it was really like this.
The remaining five tanks all flew white flags.
"Don't fire! We surrender! We surrender! "Through the machine-gun hole, a devil shouted very lame Chinese.
Although they are lame, although they speak slowly, this does not prevent them from expressing themselves.
"Grandma's legs, it's really fucking surrendered, is there no backbone at all?" Zhang Dabiao waved his hand and signaled the soldiers behind him to stop firing.
"Listen to the devils on the other side, our Eighth Route Army treats prisoners preferentially, you throw out the weapons in the tank, and then obediently walk out. Don't play tricks, or you'll be able to do it at your own peril, as a few of our guns have already been aimed at your tanks. If you play tricks, Lao Tzu will kill you directly! "Zhang Dabiao has perfectly learned the flickering tactics from Wang Liang.
There is only one cannon, and it can also pretend that Lao Tzu has the posture of an artillery battalion.
But the devil can't help but believe it.
That devil squadron leader didn't have a little crooked eyes, thinking that if this group of Eighth Route Army came over stupidly.
He continued to fire and went at full speed.
Anyway, it's only about a hundred meters away, and one foot on the accelerator is a blink of an eye.
But when he heard the other party say that there was more than one battle defense gun, so that he didn't play tricks, the devil squadron leader completely threw away his desire to continue to resist.
The chief has left himself alone, and he is still fighting a fart.
Fight for whom?
Let's save my life.
The leader of the devil squadron is an old driver, so he naturally understands what the end of his tank will be under the enemy's defense artillery.
Surely death.
And it's going to be blown to pieces.
So he suddenly lost his fighting spirit.
"Okay, we understand, we understand. Don't fire, we'll do what you say! ā
After a while, I saw five or six devils jumping out of each tank, standing in a line with white flags.
"Okay, come slowly." Zhang Dabiao smiled, this devil is really fucking obedient.
Plus the rest of the infantry, more than fifty people, slowly move forward.
A sneer rose at the corner of Zhang Dabiao's mouth, and he picked up a light machine gun and greeted the devil.
"Die, little devils! Lao Tzu Day, your ancestors! ā
Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da, da-da-da
Seeing the battalion commander firing, the soldiers naturally would not be idle, and they beat the oncoming devils wildly.
Bang bang bang, bang, bang bang ...
"Eight Tooth Road! Eight grid tooth road! ā
"They are deceiving us, they are deceiving us!"
"Liars, liars! We are prisoners, we have surrendered! ā
The unarmed devils ran around looking for cover, shouting from time to time.
There was resentment in his eyes.
War, there is no right or wrong.
There is no integrity to speak of when it comes to aggressors.
"Rush! Don't let me go of any of them! All dead, dead! Zhang Dabiao saw that it was almost over, and rushed forward first. (To be continued.) )