Chapter 205: One meter of penetration

"Crunch, squeak!" With a soft sound, the brake belt of the tank pressed on the brake drum, and the tank of dozens of tons stopped quickly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Albert finally sadly realized how wrong his choice was, and he had not been frightened by the loud roar that he had just fallen, and now, with the sudden braking of the tank, his body involuntarily rushed forward, and he was about to fall.

A pair of large hands appeared on it, and Tikhonov, who came out of the turret, quickly reached out and grabbed Albert.

How? Tikhonov was standing inside the turret, exposing half of his body? Damn it! Albert realized that there were two ways to ride a tank, sitting and standing, and when standing, half of his body was exposed outside the turret. I should have asked for such a ride just now!

"Mr. Albert, are you alright?" Tikhonov asked with a smile on his face.

"It's okay, it's okay." Albert said, "Of course it's okay, what was that?" ā€

The loud roar frightened Albert, and he looked at Yoron on the other side, his face was almost as pale as his, and he couldn't help but ask.

"It's our tanks that are firing." "Tankmen have to train every day so that they can be in the best condition, and now that the situation is unstable, and some people want to challenge the bottom line of our Soviets, we must always be ready to defend our territory," Tikhonov said. ā€

It turned out that the tank was firing! No wonder it's so loud! Albert smelled the smoke in the air and felt his ears still ringing.

"Vehicle No. 3 hits the target accurately!" Just then, a voice came from the radio station inside the car.

"Roger. Today's drill ends. Tikhonov pressed the call switch on his chest and gave orders on the radio.

"Finished work earlier today. Prevent accidental hits. Tikhonov said to Albert.

"Can I go and see the target?" Albert said to Tikhonov.

Now, Soviet tanks are seen firing. Albert was scared at the time, but now, he wants to see the power of the tank gun.

"Yes." Tikhonov said: "The target is in front, at a distance of 1,500 meters. ā€

So far! Albert couldn't help but be staggered, so powerful!

Carrying this tank as a taxi, Albert came to the target, and Albert was completely stunned.

Originally, Albert thought that the target was a paper target, and he had shot a gun before. Knowing the style of the target, however, seeing the tank target now, it completely subverts his concept.

It's a big lump of iron! I really don't know how the Soviets moved this piece of iron! Standing on the ground like this, the height is about one and a half meters, and as for the thickness... There is also more than a meter in visual inspection!

Such a thick piece of iron, used as a target, the Soviets will really waste it! Albert couldn't help but sigh that the Soviet system determined that the Soviet Union did not need to cost accounting no matter what it did. You can use whatever you want, and even tank targets are so high-end.

Wait, it looks like this piece of iron is scrapped, right? Half a turn, Albert found the upper part of the iron. There's a hole! There is also a molten iron chute on the side, could it have appeared when it was cast?

No, it still looks hot! Albert held out his hand. Before I could touch the surface of the hole, I felt a scorching heat. It seems that the temperature is hundreds of degrees!

It's fun to take a picture and see it!

"You can't take pictures. No photography! Seeing that Albert was about to raise his camera at this piece of iron, Tikhonov on the side hurriedly said: "Come on, I'll take you to our canteen to have a look, you can interview our Soviet fighters." ā€

Albert was confused, what could not be photographed on this big piece of iron? The moment he got into the car, he took one last look and suddenly found that the hole had been penetrated! He suddenly remembered something, and his body shook, God, this can't be the one that the tank fired just now, right?

The important type of bullet on the tank is the armor-piercing bullet, the hole just now, it should be the armor-piercing bullet of the tank, the impact will produce high temperatures, and even melt the iron!

Obediently, that tank fired a shot like this, and actually shot through a piece of iron with a thickness of more than one meter at a distance of 1,500 meters! What a terrible power!

No wonder the other party didn't let me take pictures, the big piece of iron that I just came into contact with was the top secret!

"Mr. Albert, we don't want you to expose everything in our base in the newspapers, except for everything in our cafeteria today." After taking Albert to dinner, Tikhonov said to him: "We hope that you will write in the newspaper about the normal life of our soldiers, and you know that in the impression of Westerners, our soldiers seem to be monsters that eat raw meat and drink blood. ā€

"Can I use that tank as an illustration?" "That picture was powerful," Albert said. ā€

I finally went deep into the Soviet military base, and took a lot of photos, especially the first few photos, which are really powerful, if those photos can't be used as illustrations, only in the article to describe how some Soviet soldiers eat, how to sleep, then what's the point?

Albert cautiously applied. Of course, as long as he leaves the territory of the Soviet Union, he can publish it as he wants, even if he discloses the matter of that big iron lump, the Soviet Union will not be able to do anything to him, but in that case, he will not want to come to the Soviet Union in the future and get the most shocking news to the world.

So, now he has made an application.

"Absolutely." Tikhonov said: "The first few photographs can be published, to show the majesty of our armored forces. ā€

"Thank you for your support!" Before getting into his jeep, Albert shook the other man's hand vigorously, and he was already quite satisfied with the interview.

Kushiro was originally the dividing line of the Soviet-occupied territory, and after driving 20 kilometers west from Kushiro, you arrived at a checkpoint, with Soviets on one side and islanders on that side, and the two sides were loaded with guns and ammunition, and it seemed that they could fight at any time.

The Soviet soldiers on the side of the road quickly checked Albert and Yoron's documents, and when they saw Andrei's hand, they quickly let them go.

"Quick, go to the chaff." Albert said.

Shirakhan is the closest city to Kushiro, and from there, there is a fax to the country, and Albert needs to quickly compile his interview into a script and send it back to China to catch the headlines tomorrow.

"Crunch." At this moment, Yoron, who was driving, suddenly stepped on the brakes. (To be continued.) )