When an enemy soldier runs past the eyes of so many people, and no one shoots because of hesitation and bewilderment, the picture is already quite eerie. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoNow the enemy is going to run again, and if he continues not to shoot, the scene will not be strange enough to describe - that only proves that these men with weapons are idiots.

Although the Jin rebels were taken by surprise, they were not stupid idiots, so when Fan Ming ran to the other end of the bridge again, they all picked up their weapons and began to pour ammunition at the crazy tank commander of the Ming Empire's armored forces.

The bullet hit Fan Ming's feet and flew over the place where he was still a few tenths of a second ago, if Fan Ming's action was hesitant for half a second at this time, or a moment of delay, he would be beaten into a sieve by the bullets that flew over. But it seems that God favors people like Fan Ming who really dare to take risks, so even though he was almost surrounded by bullets, he still reached the end unharmed.

Maybe even Fan Ming himself couldn't believe that he could run to his current position in the rain of bullets. Because half of the wall was covered, although the bullets were still flying towards him densely, they could only leave a light smoke on the wall. Fan Ming leaned against the wall and gasped for breath, the exercise just now had consumed a lot of physical strength and courage.

Then he lay on the guardrail of the bridge beside him, looked at the side piers and the bridge body, and found that several holes had been made in them to place explosives. However, it is gratifying that there is no line for detonation on these holes, and the sappers of the other side are not ready to blow up the bridge immediately, which is obviously good news for the Ming army who are already on the bridge.

Fan Ming retracted his head, then took a deep breath, and began to mentally prepare for another sprint - he didn't want to hide in this corner until the end of the battle, after all, he was the commander of the tank in the distance, and he was responsible for his three men.

So after taking a deep breath, Fan Ming made a decision that made all the soldiers of the Jin Kingdom ashamed and angry: he once again rushed out of the low wall and rushed to his tank! In the midst of the rain of bullets, this young man, who can no longer be described as reckless, left a colorful moment in this battle in his own way.

He still used one hand to hold the unprotected soft hat on his head, and still swayed quickly with his footsteps. In the rain of bullets, a soldier of the armored unit of the Ming Empire ran hard, and under his feet were patches of smoke stirred up by bullets.

As his body rushed into the back of the hull of Tank 1, the bullets left a dense row of sparks on the armor of Tank 1 along the trajectory of his run, as if to celebrate Fan Ming's accomplishment of this feat, and deliberately launched brilliant fireworks.

Fan Ming was behind the tank as he climbed towards the turret while twisting his body unnaturally. Eventually, he rolled over and stepped into the turret of his tank, greeted by the adoring gaze of the gunner, who had forgotten to fire in shock. He gasped and smiled embarrassedly, which was a successful end to his madness.

Then he grabbed the radio communicator and loudly reported to all the tanks and assault guns of the Praetorian Guards what he had just confirmed: "Attention all tanks, attention to all tanks!" I've confirmed! There is no detonation connection on the bridge! There is no detonation connection on the bridge! ”

"Fire! Fire! "Inside the headset, in the Ming army tank that is crossing the bridge in front, there is still a noisy shout, and the other party also has a force stationed on the other side of the bridge, and now it is still relying on the fortifications to resist stubbornly. But when they heard the sudden shouting in the headphones, everyone stopped shouting, as if they didn't know what to say.

"You saw it with your own eyes?" After about a second of eerily silence in the headset, the non-commissioned officer of the Praetorian Guard finally opened his mouth and asked the words that everyone wanted to ask.

"That's right! Damn it! I saw it with my own eyes! There are holes in the bridge for placing explosives, but there are no detonation lines! I can't see if there's any explosives in the hole! Fan Ming's face was covered with sweat, and his artillery commander had resumed his attack, firing fiercely with an 8 mm machine gun, scattering and repelling the Jin troops who were trying to get closer.

"Hah!" The Janissary non-commissioned officer laughed, then burst out laughing. It was a feeling similar to finding a lifelong soulmate, and it was also a kind of unbridled laughter, the laughter seemed to penetrate the sky, and the boldness with it could be heard even through the headphones.

"I'll just say you're supposed to be one of our Praetorian Guard!" The non-commissioned officer laughed insolently and said in a strange voice, and then there were more voices in the headphones that echoed this judgment, and these soldiers of the Praetorian Guard were gossiping, while saying that Fan Ming should be a soldier of the Praetorian Guard, while directing the tank to rush across the bridge and defeat the defenders of the Jin Kingdom on the opposite side.

"Next time...... I'm not going to do that. Fan Ming smiled bitterly and removed the hand that was pressing on his abdomen, and a bullet hit his waist, and the blood had soaked his clothes, but he couldn't see it because of the dark color.

He didn't realize that he was hit by a bullet in the battle just now, but now sitting in his tank, the whole person relaxed, and he felt the pain in his waist, and he didn't know if the bullet had pierced his body or stayed in his abdomen, and of course he didn't know whether the bullet had hit his internal organs, causing heavy bleeding or something.

"Number 2, you're in charge of commanding the battle! I need a bandage, I'm hurt. "Fan Ming is not a tough guy, he can't do the kind of feat of being hit by several cannons in his body, his intestines are rotten, and he continues to fight with his intestines in his hands. Knowing that he had been shot, he immediately surrendered his command and rummaged through his own hand for the medical kit for bandaging.

"Commander? You're hurt? Do you want me to help? Hearing the news that Fan Ming said that he was injured, the gun commander threw away an empty machine gun cartridge chain box and quickly held Fan Ming's arm close to him.

At this time, Fan Ming had already found another bullet hole in another position on his waist - it seemed that the situation was not bad, at least the bullet had penetrated through and not remained in his body. Another piece of good news: looking at the amount of blood, the bullet didn't penetrate his internal organs, and it seems that this time, he doesn't have to die here. (To be continued.) )