"Boom!" A dull sound entered the Leopard tank, and several members of the team were instantly stunned by the huge impact force, and their heads buzzed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Report the loss!" After stabilizing his body, the experienced Wang Cheng shook his head vigorously because of the shock wave, and shouted, "Everyone is okay?!" ”

Wang Cheng's Leopard turret frontal armor was hit by a 76-mm armor-piercing shell fired from a Sherman tank, but fortunately, the armor on the front of the turret was hard enough to ricochet off the shell.

It can also be seen from this that Wang Cheng's crew, which has destroyed seven or eight US tanks one after another, and is still in such a high position, is so jealous of the US military at this moment. Even such a large area can be hit by shells hundreds of meters away, how many shells must have been fired?

"Keep fighting!" Wang Cheng didn't think too much about it, anyway, his tank couldn't maneuver, so it was better to resist desperately. Kill one more and earn one, veterans who roll on the battlefield are very open to these.

Wang Cheng's crew, which was in a very good position and had very good marksmanship, actually destroyed nearly 20 US tanks one after another in just over 10 minutes. This record is simply exaggerated.

During this time, at least more than 100 shells hit his position, and nearly half of the infantry who cooperated with the battle were lost. However, although the turret was hit twice, the Leopard tank continued to fight stubbornly.

Of course, this also has something to do with the fact that the shells that hit him were all Sherman's 76mm armor-piercing shells. If it had been Pershing with a 90-millimeter gun, the Leopard might have been destroyed at a distance of less than 500 meters.

"One more shot!" Just after a shot was missed, Wang Cheng, who had already been burned red by the war, roared and ordered to quickly reload another armor-piercing bullet. At this moment, even if it is a semi-reloading system with mechanical assistance, the loader with a big waist and a round waist is already sweating profusely at this time, and even the military uniform on his body has been soaked with sweat. It's really hard work.

"Kill it!" Another armor-piercing bullet came out of the chamber, and a US M26 Pershing that had escaped the last time failed to run away this time, and the frontal armor of the turret up to 114 mm thick was penetrated, causing the ammunition in the turret to detonate, and the entire tank was blown up in a mess.

The U.S. military has a large number of tanks, with hundreds of them. It was a whole full armored division that had just been reinforced from the California peninsula. They had been stationed on their home soil and had not officially participated in combat. Originally, he thought that he was strong enough, and he rushed directly with great momentum, but he didn't think that the Ming army would be so capable of fighting, and more than 100 tanks had been killed in just over half an hour from the beginning of the charge to now. There was even a regimental commander of an armored regiment already hung on the front.

Of course, the counterattack of the American army also brought a lot of losses to the Ming army. Several tanks were destroyed in the vicinity of Wang Cheng alone. The two 88-mm anti-aircraft guns had also been destroyed. The infantry's losses were even heavier.

When the US tank cluster broke through to a distance of 300 meters, more than a dozen US tanks rushing to the front row exploded one after another in a very short time. They drove into a minefield. The American armored troops, who were already a little panicked, stopped one after another, not daring to rush into the minefield. And the Ming army's firepower seized the opportunity to give those crowded US tanks a little name as if they were shooting targets.

At this distance, the 75-millimeter anti-tank used by the Ming infantry was also lethal to Sherman. The losses of the American army skyrocketed.

Before receiving the order to retreat, the American armored troops did not dare to retreat. The strikers had an unknown number of minefields, and they were hesitant to move forward. had to stop in place and engage in fierce fire with the Ming army.

As the number of tanks damaged on the front line continued to increase, the American tanks behind began to learn smarter. The armorers hid their tanks behind the destroyed tanks and fired at the Ming defenders, which greatly reduced the risk of being destroyed. For soldiers, the battlefield is the best school.

Over time, the open area of several hundred meters between the positions of the two sides turned into a real blank area. The cannonballs flew back and forth with a terrifying sound that tore through the air and flew towards their targets, and the battle was fierce.

"The last ten armor-piercing rounds!" The exhausted loader sat down on the ground in collapse after shouting. Then the gunner hurriedly took over the loading work, and Wang Cheng, as the commander, went to take over the gunner's work.

Because the U.S. military was never able to break through that minefield, this gave the Ming army enough time to adjust its deployment. Soon, a large number of reinforcements drove to the front line and finally beat the American armored units back with ferocious firepower.

The battle lasted more than an hour. It ended at the cost of almost two hundred armored vehicles at the cost of the Americans. The losses of the front-line troops of the Ming army on the frontal battlefield were also not small, but they successfully held their positions.

"There's only one last armor-piercing bullet left." Looking at the U.S. tanks running farther and farther away in the distance, Wang Cheng, who breathed a long sigh of relief, almost sat in the turret like a prostration. With trembling hands, he took out a cigarette and tried to light it, but after thinking about it, he struggled to get up, pushed the turret and flipped out before lighting the cigarette.

The battle just now was really very dangerous, and once a large number of American tanks really rushed over, the Leopard tanks, which had almost no mobility at all, could only wait for death in vain.

"How are you doing?" Throwing the cigarette in his hand to the infantry gathered around, Wang Cheng, who was sweating profusely, asked loudly, "Are there any casualties?" ”

"The cannon is gone, and the platoon commander is gone." An infantryman lit a cigarette and smiled bitterly, looked at his comrades-in-arms, shook his head and sighed, "There are only a few of us left." ”

Of the more than 30 infantry who had originally cooperated with him in the battle on the position where Wang Cheng was located, only a dozen or so were left alive at the moment, and two of them were seriously wounded. And their heavy weapons have basically been destroyed, and now they can only wait for reinforcements to come up.

Seeing the seriously wounded being lifted into the jeep, Wang Cheng, who was frowning, came to the front of the turret of the Leopard tank, looked at the two terrifying craters, and whispered to himself, "This can't work, think of a way." ”

In the hours that followed, the U.S. forces did not attack again. Wang Cheng, on the other hand, went to the battalion headquarters, found the battalion commander and got a warrant, and then went to the regiment headquarters to find the people from the logistics department. After driving the logistics vehicle to the front line, Wang Cheng asked the people from the logistics department to help his Leopard tank weld a thick layer of armor steel plates on the front of the turret.

The sun was setting in the distance, and there was always a loud roar of engines coming from the US position, and it looked like there would be a big battle after dawn tomorrow.

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San Diego, an important military port in southern California. It is home to the headquarters of the U.S. Navy's Pacific Fleet and is home to the largest transportation hub in the nearby region.

Several rail lines and several major highways, including the San Diego Freeway, intersect here. It is also an important logistics hub for Bradley's headquarters on the front.

In the early hours of the morning, San Diego was still a busy scene, with many US officers and soldiers coming and going to deliver many military supplies to the front line. Trains and cars are flowing throughout the city, and the whole city is in a state of great tension.

"General, there's still no news from General Spruance's side." In the headquarters of the Pacific Fleet of the US Navy, the chief of staff of the US Pacific Fleet came to the war room and said to the commander of the Pacific Fleet, who was leaning over and looking at the navigation chart.

"No news is the best news." Nimitz dropped the pencil in his hand, turned to the table next to him, picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. Then he frowned, looked at the orderly on the side, and said, "It's too cold." ”

"Can they win?" The chief of staff of the Pacific Fleet asked worriedly.

The strength of the US Navy is already much worse after the losses of the previous large-scale naval battles. Although a lot of warships have been replenished during this time, their strength is still too weak compared to the desperately powerful Ming Navy. But now the US Navy cannot accept defeat. Because once the navy is defeated, it means that the last glimmer of victory in this war will also be far away from them.

"How do I know?" Nimitz, whose eyes were bloodshot because of staying up all night, sighed impatiently and said, "I'm not God. ”

"Alas~~~" The chief of staff was also full of helplessness.

Inferior strength is such that people are helpless and angry. But they had nothing to do about it, they could only wait silently for the news from the front. For them, it's good news or bad news right now. It's better than praying for victory like this.

"It's dawn, I'm going to sleep for a while." Nimitz looked at the rising sun outside the window, shook his head, looked at his chief of staff, and said, "If there is any latest news, inform me immediately." ”

"Yes, General."

After returning to his private room, a tired Nimitz took off his coat, made up his bed, and prepared to slip on his slippers to go to bed for a while. But he had just been lying on the bed for a short time, and when he was half-asleep and half-awake, he suddenly heard a piercing air raid siren outside!

Nimitz, who was already about to fall asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, rolled over and jumped to the ground. Even the shoes and jackets didn't have time to put on, so they rushed out.

"What's going on!?" After running briskly to the war room, Nimitz shouted to ask what was going on.

"General!" The staff officer on duty shouted in reply, "Alert from the radar station, they say that a large number of unidentified aircraft are rapidly approaching San Diego from the direction of the Pacific Ocean!" ”

"What?!" Nimitz was shocked. At this time, the large-scale aircraft group that can appear here can only be the US military itself and the Ming army. Coming from the direction of the Pacific Ocean, it was still unidentified, and it was all the more familiar surprise attack launched in the early morning when the sun was rising. Then the only possibility is the aircraft carrier aircraft force of the Ming army! (To be continued.) )