Chapter 172, The Ignited Avenger
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, the German soldier with the explosives bag was instantly blown up and the flesh flew sideways, and the minced meat blackened by the gunpowder was splashed everywhere, and there was no corpse, strictly speaking, there should be no corpse at all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
But he didn't regret it, he just didn't see a huge empire rise with his own eyes, and their Germanic people stood at the top of the world, and they no longer had to suffer the kind of discrimination that they had after the First World War, but alas...
In the tank, it ran well, and the crew only felt that the tank shook suddenly, with a loud bang, and then the tank lay down. And they only felt like they had been slammed in the chest with a sledgehammer, and they almost ran out of breath.
No matter how stupid they are, they know that they have been attacked, that explosion, needless to say, the track must have been broken, as for the damage, they are not clear, and they dare not get off the tank to see, there are German snipers outside, and if they go out, they will be sent to death, so they can only be in a hurry in the tank.
Many people heard this explosion, and they all looked here, and they saw the Avenger lying there.
For the Germans hiding here, this is a huge fragrant bait, but they don't dare to act rashly, and the tanks next to them are not blind, as long as they move, they will die immediately.
Just when the crew in the tank was a little anxious, the subsequent tank army drove up, and at this moment, the German troops hiding in the ruins had no chance, so continue to hide.
The number of tanks coming from behind was a bit staggering, and more than two hundred tanks gathered in this small Ajdalia looked a little crowded.
"What's going on?"
The commander in the command vehicle looked through the periscope and saw the Avenger that had been blown up sideways, with only a small section of tracks left and one load wheel flying, and asked.
"Report to the regiment commander, we were attacked by the remnants of the enemy, the commander of the No. 8 car was killed, and I was blown up and broke down." The captain of the Avenger replied immediately.
"That's it!" The head of the regiment was clear, and then looked around, but did not find car eight, "Car eight, where are you?" ā
"Report to the commander, we found out the murderer who came to kill our commander, and we are avenging the commander!" In car number eight, the gunner replied.
"Nonsense, come back quickly!" The regiment commander was a little angry, the environment here is complicated, no one knows where the enemy is hidden, so he rushed out recklessly, what if he was ambushed?
However, he was answered by a burst of cannons, and on the other end of the radio, Tank 8 had fired, and he could see the dust from the explosion not far away from the observation hole.
In tank 8, the gunner looked at the place of the explosion, a little away from his target, but also lifted the target away, it was a German soldier with a broken leg, now holding the place where the broken leg was howling, watching the explosion just now caused pain in his wound.
"Dada~"
This time, the gunner did not open fire, but chose to use a coaxial machine gun to kill the German soldier.
The German soldier was swept into a sieve by machine guns, up and down his body, and he could not see a single whole, and he could not die anymore.
The Germans killed this, the gunner and the driver were silent, what was the use of killing it, the commander could not be resurrected, he was just carried away by the flames of anger, and now he came to his senses, and there was only a trace of sadness left in his heart, and the commander, who had been eating, drinking, and training with them for so long, died like this.
After being together for so long, the feelings between them, like brothers, are suddenly dead, which makes them a little difficult to accept.
Tank No. 8 stood silently, and while the gunner and driver were remembering, one hand came out of the dirt, and then a German soldier in a gray-black military uniform crept out, holding two Molotov cocktails in his hands, which had not yet been ignited.
The German soldier took out a lighter and lit a Molotov cocktail with difficulty, and it could be seen that there were only 3 fingers left on both hands.
The tiny flame ignited the gasoline cork in the mouth of the bottle, which he threw onto the back cover of the tank.
"Smack!"
The glass bottle shattered, the gasoline splashed, and the flames of the cork ignited the gasoline smoothly, causing a fire on the back cover of the tank.
Gasoline with flames even splashed on him, but he turned a blind eye and didn't care.
Throwing the first Molotov cocktail before seemed to make him exert all his strength, he took a slight breath, picked up the second Molotov cocktail, lit it, and this time was ready to throw it at the top of the turret.
With another bang, the Molotov cocktail was not thrown smoothly, but landed on the side of the turret, and the splash of gasoline fell on his body in accordance with gravity, bringing flames.
"Ah~"
The German soldier screamed and wanted to roll on the ground and extinguish the flames on his body, but he couldn't muster any strength, otherwise he wouldn't have thrown Molotov cocktails on the ground just now.
He was a seriously wounded man, because of the impact of the shell, he had multiple fractures on his body, muscle strain, and a Molotov cocktail thrown before, all of which made his body suffer unbearable.
The screams from outside the tank reached the inside of the tank, and the gunner and commander looked at each other and did not make a move.
As time went on, the screams outside became weaker and weaker, and finally it was gone, and the two of them didn't know what the situation was, so they didn't dare to go out easily.
The driver was about to set the tank on fire, but found that it could not be lit.
"Damn, why is it broken?" The driver complained, wiping the sweat from his head, not knowing whether it was urgent or hot, he thought about sweating all over his body.
"Try a few more times, I feel very bad now, I have a bad feeling." The gunner said, his hand kept fanning himself, and for some reason, it was getting hotter and hotter.
"Have you noticed that it's getting hotter!" In the end, the driver couldn't help but say.
"It's getting hotter and hotter ... Wait, what's the smoke? The gunner nodded in response, and suddenly, he noticed a trace of smoke coming from behind, which immediately frightened him.
"Where is the smoke?" When the driver heard this, he also felt bad.
"Quick, get out of the tank, there must be something on fire!" The gunner spoke quickly, as he prepared to open the hatch overhead.
As soon as his hand touched the handle of the hatch, the hot sensation immediately ran down his fingers, stimulating his nerves.
Really! The gunner showed a look of understanding, there was definitely a fire outside, and in connection with the screams just now, someone should have set fire and burned to death, he didn't believe that anyone was kind enough to help him extinguish the fire and then be burned to death.
Enduring the boiling heat on the handle, the gunner quickly opened the hatch, and suddenly, a wave of heat rushed in.
Holding back the flames that were close at hand, the gunner quickly jumped out of the tank, stepping on the flames and jumping off the tank, and the skin that was exposed was red from the fire, and the pain was scorching.
On the other hand, the driver was more smooth, and the fire in his position did not burn his head.
As soon as the two got out of the tank, they climbed to the ground, and both of them knew that there were German troops around. (To be continued.) )