As the 20 mm cannon on the turret of the tank continued to retract due to the recoil, one after another shells flew out of the muzzle and flew to the target not far away, driven by the burning force of gunpowder. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After all, these shells are not of large caliber, and it is unlikely that they will directly destroy the core components of field artillery. However, these shells can destroy some of the less sturdy parts of the field gun, such as wheels or adjustment mechanisms. These parts are very fragile, and 20 mm shells can easily scrap these parts.

Soon the rebels of the Jin Kingdom, near the cannons on both sides of the road, were unlucky, and the shells hit the artillery, and shrapnel flew sideways, and sparks flew everywhere. Soon they were hit by the fish in the pond and were knocked to the ground by the flying shrapnel. Then the artillerymen of the Jin Kingdom, who were usually very expensive, began to hug their heads and run around, and people turned over on their backs.

The tanks of the Ming army were like thirteen tigers descending from the mountain in the crowd of the rebels of the Jin State, rushing into the flock of sheep without the ability to resist. Most of these Jin soldiers had never faced a steel monster like a tank, and now they couldn't afford to resist when they saw their comrades being knocked to the ground and turned into corpses.

Although the Jin army had more than one encounter with the tanks, it was a pity that most of the soldiers who had really seen the power of the tanks were either captured or killed - so the grassroots soldiers of the Jin State could only rely on their own imagination to outline the power of the Ming tanks in most cases.

Plus they are now cooking in a pot, and after a tiring day, they are tired and not ready for battle. There were no trenches or barbed wire to rely on, no walls or rivers to block the enemy's attacks...... They can only face the Iron Enemy with their own flesh and blood, so defeat is a foregone conclusion—it's just a matter of how ugly they will lose.

Anyone who has ever played a game like the beach landing will experience the feeling of the members of the Ming tank crew, who are firing at the crowds of enemies in almost absolute safety, unilaterally slaughtering the opponents who have the advantage of numbers. What now constrains the speed of their slaughter is the rate of fire of their weapons, the availability of ammunition, and, of course, the time it takes for the opponent's soldiers to flee.

It took less than ten minutes for the Ming tanks to rush to the bridgehead on the north bank of the bridge, where the Jin army panicked and hid near the pillboxes built on both sides of the bridge, hoping to use the strong reinforced concrete fortifications there to fight against the Ming tanks.

At this time, the machine guns and machine guns used by the Ming army to slaughter in the crowd were a little inadequate. If the Ming army only had the No. 1 tank, then it would really take a lot of effort to deal with these bunkers. It's a pity that the No. 1 assault gun of the Ming Army, which has just cut into the battle of the rebels of the Jin State, has not been able to give full play to its own advantages.

So the long snake formation set out by the Ming tanks stayed near the bridgehead for a few minutes, and then used 75 mm howitzers to bomb the pillboxes into a state of semi-ruins. The poor Jin army inside, with the exception of a few lucky ones, were buried under the ruins of the bridgehead.

"The troops at the front continue to keep on the offensive! We're going to take control of the bridge! We're going to take control of the bridge! In the headset, the non-commissioned officer of the Praetorian Guard repeated his orders over and over again, and he was a little nervous now, even if he was a fierce general like Changshan Zhao Zilong, he would be heartbeat faster if he killed a pair in the enemy's army. The other party is a real 3,000 people, looking through the periscope, dense black and oppressive, sadly as the head of the assault gun commander, because there is no turret, he can only rush forward, there is no chance to fire.

It was a tingling sensation of watching enemy troops on both sides pass by as dense as the trees. As long as there is even the slightest bit of sanity, no one will want to experience this experience again, so at this time, his excitement is directly reflected in the passionate tone.

"Don't rush straight over! Damn it! Maybe they planted explosives on the piers! Fan Ming hurriedly grabbed the radio microphone and reminded the friendly tank crew of the Praetorian Guards who had rushed to the bridge deck: "Check it, you must check it before you act!" ”

Fan Ming's field of vision inside the tank was very small, and of course he couldn't see whether there were preset explosives on both sides of the bridge. If the Ming army tanks walked to the center of the bridge, the other side was ruthless and directly blew up the bridge, then the Ming army might lose a lot of tanks in an instant.

What made Fan Ming even more entangled was that if some tanks were blocked by the blown bridge on the other side of the river, the Jin army was very likely to capture these tanks and let the tank technology of the Ming Empire leak to the surrounding hostile countries.

"It's too late! If the other party reacts, they will blow up the bridge directly! We must rush over in one go and drive away the enemy on the opposite bank in order to ensure the absolute safety of the bridge! At the time of these words, the No. 1 assault gun commanded by the non-commissioned officer of the Praetorian Guard had already rushed to the bridge first, and behind this assault gun, a No. 1 tank from the Praetorian Guard, also followed without hesitation.

Such a decision was made at this time, apparently because the adrenaline had been overproduced due to the previous tension. Now they are too excited and have lost their minds, which is similar to ingesting a lot of drugs, which in many cases can be attributed to courage, or to use the popular phrase of the moment: HIGH......

In this big environment, Fan Ming finally gave up what little sanity he had, ripped off the headset of the radio communicator he was carrying, and lifted the tank hatch on top of his head. In the midst of a hail of bullets, he jumped out of his tank and ran to the railing on the side of the bridge not far away.

The Jin soldiers around them, who were trying to find a way to fire at the tank, were stupid, and they saw one of the soldiers on the other side jump out of his tank, and then ran to the railing of the bridge with his hat in his hand. This series of actions makes people speculate about his purpose in doing so, and it looks as if he was running over and jumping into the river.

At the moment when the other party was stunned and speculated, Fan Ming rushed to the railing of the bridge, and to the disappointment of the Jin soldiers, he did not jump over the railing, but lay on the railing and looked under the bridge, and then ran to the other side of the bridge under the gaze of the other party.

He pressed one hand on top of his head to prevent his hat from falling off from the strenuous exercise. As he ran, he dodged the rubble and rubble on the ground, and ran from one side of the bridge deck to the other. (To be continued.) )