The Type 100 100-ton heavy tank has a 105mm gun with a main gun, four secondary guns, and two 57mm guns, two small turrets and a 37mm gun, which act as a tail gun, with a turret in the tail section, and a close-in machine gun, mounted on the main turret. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It can be said that the Baishi is a typical multi-turret Shenjiao, although it has a lot of problems, but in Australia, it is used to fight the Austrian army, the effect is quite good, the heavy armor, the Austrian army can not cause damage at all, for the 59, there are also some threats, 105mm guns, using hard-core armor-piercing shells, can penetrate the front of the 59 within 300 meters, and the 100 guns of the 59 are also difficult to penetrate the Baishi in the front.

However, there are many problems with the hundred styles, there are problems with speed steering, and the artillery control is also poor, the man-machine effect is also poor, the number is small, and the oil is large, so the Japanese army is not equipped much, and it is only 10 vehicles, which are organized into a small team alone. There were only ten hundred cars, and the threat was not worth mentioning, and even 62 people were amusing to kill them.

However, the Type 55 tank, which uses a 75mm gun with a diameter of 99 times, has an armor-piercing ability that is not as good as that of the German long-barreled 88 gun, but it is not low. Being able to penetrate 170mm thick vertical armor at a hundred meters is still a certain threat to 59.

Having said that, Brisbane was liberated, and there were a large number of Chinese here, and now they are quite surprised to see that the people who defeated the Japanese army are also Chinese.

Although Brisbane was defeated, there was still a lot of aftermath work to be done, and a large number of prisoners were held here, including whites, natives, and more Chinese, who saw the troops of the 41st Group Army, like long-lost children seeing their relatives, and asked them if they were Chinese.

After hearing the fighters admit it, it feels incredible, when did China fight here. But no matter how suspicious they were in their hearts, these soldiers spoke in Chinese, and their skin and face shape would not be fake.

"Here!" A basement was blown up, and it was turned into a prison by the Japanese army, and the people detained in it were all so-called big roads, and the main reason for the switch was that there were too many people, and batch after batch of people were arrested, all of whom were strong men in good health.

The door was violently broken, and the people inside were shocked, but they didn't have any reaction, the Japanese army had no time to send them food, and they didn't usually give them enough food, so they were dizzy from hunger one by one in the past two days.

Hearing that someone opened the door, they were naturally excited, and someone meant that you were going to get food, but they were already hungry and had no strength, so they could only moan without illness.

"This is supposed to be a place for the devils to hold prisoners." A soldier's voice came out of the gas mask, and the urn sounded angry.

"It's not that it should, but it's for sure, okay, it's OK, there's no danger here, take off the gas mask." The squad leader said as he took off his gas mask.

"It's so dark here, don't you have light bulbs?" One of the warriors looked out at the dimly lit basement and said dissatisfiedly, although he could barely see something, he couldn't see clearly.

"Light bulbs? What's the use of asking for a light bulb without electricity, just take out the flashlight. The squad leader said.

When the squad leader said this, the soldier reacted and shot his head, "I forgot the flashlight, I haven't used it for a long time." As he spoke, the soldier took out a flashlight and turned it on, and a strong light shot out and shone into the basement, and everyone else also took out their flashlights, and several strong lights shot into the depths of darkness.

"Eat, give me food." There was a vague groan in the darkness, but the warriors didn't pay attention and continued to walk slowly.

"It's been a long time since they've eaten." A soldier shines a flashlight on a man's face, hungry and skinny, very emaciated.

"Look, this door is unlocked." One of the warriors pointed to a door, which was ajar and not locked like the other cells.

"There's a guy hanging inside, and it looks like he's dying." The light shone through the gaps between the woods. The basement is separated by wood, which is easy to manufacture and easy to see.

"Quick, get the man out!" The squad leader said.

"Aren't you afraid that he's in danger?" Someone asked with a frown.

"Do you think he's any other threat?" Shining with a flashlight, the man was covered in a foul smell, covered with dark black scabs and pus, a swarm of flies swirling around him, and some tiny maggots could already be seen burrowing back and forth on his body.

"Dead, isn't this?" A soldier looked at the "corpse" and said.

"Let's put it down and take a look." The squad leader said, beckoning people to put the "corpse" down.

Several people went up and prepared to put the person down, but they found that it was not a rope that tied him, but an iron chain, which immediately made them worried.

"Alas!!" Suddenly, a warrior shouted.

"What's wrong?" Everyone looked over.

"He's alive." The warrior exclaimed, his hand just wiped under the nose of the "corpse" and felt a very faint breath.

"Alive?! No way? I'll take a look. "There was a warrior who came over, he had studied a little medicine, although it was only scratching the surface, but it was okay to judge the beginning of life and death.

He walked over, ignoring the man's dirty, and put his fingers on the neck of the "corpse" for a moment, and then touched the chest of the "corpse" for a while, feeling that his heart was still beating a little. "It's alive, it's not dead!" He hurriedly said.

"Quick, put him down." The squad leader immediately shouted with some excitement.

"Uh, squad leader, do you know him?" The sniper asked, holding a sniper rifle as he spoke.

"I don't know!" The squad leader shook his head without hesitation, and felt that it was a little strange for the sniper to ask this question, "What's wrong?" Any questions? ”。

"It's nothing, I just think the squad leader doesn't know him, why are you so excited?" The sniper asked, slightly curious.

"Well, look here!" The squad leader said, swept the flashlight into the basement cell, and continued under the sniper's puzzled eyes, "Did you find it, in the entire cell, this one is very special, and only this one person is tortured, which means that this person is very special." If it's a special person, wouldn't we make a meritorious service? ”

"That's right." The sniper nodded knowingly, but asked again, "What if he's not a special person?" ”

"Look at what you said, why are you so snobbish, if it weren't for some special person, wouldn't you be saved?" The squad leader rolled his eyes, but it was pitch black here, and the snipers didn't have a chance to see it.

"The lock got stuck in his flesh and could not be forcibly removed unless his hand was broken." One of the fighters shouted to the squad leader.

"What? If you can't take it off, you can find a way to take it off for me, and try not to hurt anyone. By the way, I'll also contact them and tell them about the situation here. The squad leader said to them, then turned on the radio again. (To be continued.) )