Chapter Ninety-Seven: Blowing Up the Tank
The brothers gathered together the grenades pinned to their bodies, there were quite a few, nearly twenty, judging by the power of the test just now, ten would solve the problem, and now the question is how to get close to it? Make sure the grenade is as powerful as possible. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The tank was getting closer and closer, and the artillery of the death bombing was threatening the brothers, Liao Changsheng took off the gaiters and tied up ten grenades, gritted his teeth and shouted, "Brothers, cover me!" ”
As soon as he stepped out of the sack, he was dragged by a soldier's foot, and he fell to the ground with a bundle of grenades in his hand.
"Brother Changsheng, you have to live, remember to avenge your brother"
The soldier's voice became farther and farther away with the footprints, and the faces of looking back at everyone became more and more blurred, Liao Changsheng patted the sack with hatred, and couldn't bear to look at the running soldiers.
The tank's artillery is facing the soldiers, the soldiers jump left and right, and the artillery rotates with them, and it seems that this big guy is not very flexible, especially for targets near and on the ground.
The soldier had a bright head, lying on the ground with a grenade, crawling forward, the machine gunner on the tank had been killed, it was almost impossible for the gunner to shoot the gun to the place where the soldier was lying down, the soldier buried his head and continued to crawl forward, crawling over the corpse of a devil.
Seeing that the tank was getting closer and closer, and that it was about to be done, the corners of the soldier's mouth curled up, and an excited expression appeared in a pool of blood.
At this time, the tracks of the tank rotated rapidly, crushing the corpses on the ground to sparse pieces, and sticking sticky flesh all over the ground, like dumpling filling.
When the soldier saw the fast-moving tank, he began to panic, and hurriedly tinkered with the grenade in his hand, constantly raising his head and bowing his head.
The tracks of the tank quickly pressed over the soldier's head, and the whole body was crushed into minced meat by this ton of monsters, the devil's tank was extremely cruel, and the tracks pressed over the body and then rotated back and forth, and a living person was crushed into a thin meatloaf.
Liao Changsheng and his brothers' eyes moistened, this dog's day was so ruthless to destroy the soldiers of the Independent Regiment, looking at the dead soldiers affectionately.
"Bang" The tank shook, and the tank's high-speed gun spat a roaring life-destroying bullet into the soldiers' entire ground, layers of dirt, broken stones, blood splashed, and the soldiers had not had time to pack up their farewell to their companions, and they also accompanied the soldiers just now.
The bones that had been torn apart by the blast slowly fell, and the scattered earth covered it, forming a small bulge, like a tomb given to them by death, sad and desolate.
Muto saw that the soldiers of the Independent Regiment were moving towards the tank, waved his hand, and immediately sent two squads to quickly follow.
Another soldier jumped out of cover silently and ran as fast as he could, the tank's artillery blasting layers of sand and gravel at his feet, carrying the torn corpses of the devils on the ground, and the smell of blood permeated.
Finally dodged the shortest firing point of the artillery, crawled towards the grenade that the brother had just dropped, and was about to touch the grenade, followed by the devil, a few gunshots, the soldier's outstretched hand stopped, and fell weakly in a pool of blood.
Liao Changsheng also had a bundle of grenades in front of him, lifted it in his hand, kicked the ground with his strength, gritted his teeth and was ready to go, Xie Pi next to him rushed out, and snatched the grenade in Liao Changsheng's hand by the way.
"Cover," Liao Changsheng roared when he came back to his senses.
The devil's rifle bullets flew towards the rushing Sheppy, who covered his head and rolled on the ground with a grenade, and the devil's bullets followed his rolling speed and hit the mud and rocks beside him.
The guns in the hands of Liao Changsheng and his brothers put up a protective umbrella for Xie Pi and opened up a bloody path.
Sheppy squatted not far in front of the tank, slowly connecting the lead of the grenade, his hands and feet were a little flustered, watching the tank get closer and closer to him, and the sound of the track rolling made him a little panicked.
"Bang" A bullet passed through Sheppy's chest, Sheppi spit out a puddle of blood from his mouth, his body fell to the ground by inertia, the grenade in his arms fell to the front, he slowly crawled and stretched out his long hand to push the grenade little by little. Another extremely fast bullet hit his back, Sheppy flicked his body, spit out a pool of blood, stopped for a few seconds, raised his head to look at the monster driving in front of him, and pushed the grenade forward, very slowly, enduring the pain with a force that leaned on his fingertips to push dozens of centimeters away.
The brothers shot the devils who followed in pain, and Sheppy's final struggle was like the flesh on the brothers' bodies being cut off piece by piece, and it hurt heartbreakingly.
A bullet passed through Sheppy's forehead, and a bloody sticky substance shot out from the back of his head, Sheppy's fingers stopped, his eyelids slowly closed, and his head hit the ground with a "bang".
"Ahhh
The tank's artillery turned to Liao Changsheng, and a ball of fire flashed in the breech, and a shell flew straight towards Liao Changsheng.
"Be careful" Zhang Er fooled Liao Changsheng and rolled out a few meters, dodging the bombardment of the shells.
Seeing that his master was almost dead, the black jackal rushed towards the tank with fangs and angry eyes, put the grenade in front of Sheppy in his mouth and put it under the tank's tracks, and ran back in a sharp turn of 180 degrees.
The tank pressed over the grenade with a loud "boom", igniting a raging fire, black smoke billowed out, and a powerful wave of air swept the running black jackal away, and the explosive iron pieces of the tank flew everywhere.
The black jackal fell heavily to the ground, rolled a few times, Liao Changsheng hurriedly ran over and picked it up, the black jackal was injured all over his body, the wound was very deep, the dark fur was directly ripped open, revealing the blood-white flesh, the two front hooves shook weakly, the nose continued to retain blood, the mouth opened and closed, closed and opened, and let out a painful wail.
"Boil, boil, boil" The voice became smaller and smaller, and the big black crystal eyes stared at Liao Changsheng affectionately, Liao Changsheng was in pain, and his tears could not stop, "Zhang Er is stupid, hurry up and send it to the infirmary, if you can't save it, don't come back!" ”
Zhang Ersilly hugged the dying black jackal and ran to the infirmary without delay, and kept communicating with the black jackal, "You are the king of dogs, you have done wild boars, black jackal, you can't die?" You can't leave me! ”
"Boil, Wang" The black jackal responded twice from time to time, and tears flowed from his big black eyes.
Muto saw that the tank he brought was killed like this, and he didn't want to do it, but the defense line in the west of the city had been completely torn apart, and he pulled out the Taihe knife and pointed directly at the west of the city, "Kill and change!" ”