The temporary station of the 17th Brigade looks more like a standard Australian ranch, and the Australians are indeed the best at building this kind of wooden fence. A movable interception barrier was set up at the entrance of the barracks, where a squad of soldiers guarded. It is impossible for someone to trespass into the barracks of the regular army in Australia, Aborigines? It was just a bunch of talking monkeys, and there was no bin Laden-like talent among them, and the world was not the afterlife of car bombs and suicide bombs exploding everywhere. Otherwise, the squad leader of the guard squad at the gate of the barracks would not have been so comfortable in the sentry box to make up for the return to sleep.

Of course, if he could predict what was about to happen, he would definitely take a good look at the blue sky, the red earth, and the green leaves. The Type 59 medium tank appeared in the eyes of the Australian sentries with the tremor of the earth.

"Oh ~ God, what's that?"

"Artillery! Enemy attack! Those moving artillery are here to suck us! Oh God, quick, wake up the squad leader and report to the superiors......"

He replied to the roar of the tank gun on the other side, a grenade of lethality that turned the obstacles into sawdust, and the sentry box that was still snoring was flying into the sky. Without stopping, the tank continued, and Huo Lu, the commander of the No. 111 tank who was the vanguard and also the commander of the first company, patted the gunner on the shoulder, "Boy, it's good, don't pay attention to those little crumbs, let me continue to aim at those barracks, fuck it." ”

The Australian army's response was unexpectedly slow, and there were no anti-tank trenches in the barracks that the armored soldiers were worried about, and most of the soldiers of the 17th Brigade were gathering in various canteens for breakfast, milk, bread and eggs. The Australian soldiers who were directly hit and had no bones left were lucky, because they did not have to face the fear of the squeaking of the tank chain rails, and most of the temporary barracks were made of wood, and even the thin cement walls could not stop the 30-ton Type 59. Liao Lisheng, the driver of tank No. 111, grinned while gently pushing down the obstacles in front of the tank like a bulldozer, "Company commander, I heard that the Australians played football well, do you think this is a foul?" ”

"Dog P fouls, let's have a reasonable collision."

"Haha......" There was a burst of laughter in the tank, although the laughter was inaudible in the roar of more than 30 tanks in the barracks, but this represented the mentality of most of the Red Guard soldiers, this battle was too easy.

When encountering people, machine guns will strafe, when encountering walls, artillery will be knocked down, wheeled chariots will follow behind to check for leaks, but the infantry who follow behind have great opinions, eat all the ashes, a living enemy can't see, can they still play happily together?

No one went to the canteen with weapons, most of the Australian troops simply fled empty-handed, the unlucky ghosts in the barracks in front were not prepared, and the ones in the back ran out without caring about swallowing eggs in their mouths when they heard the sound of cannons, and the fleeing teams also gathered more and more, running like sheep meeting wolves, a few officers pulled out their pistols and tried desperately to stop the ruptured team, but to no avail, even if the terrible big iron bump didn't **** and didn't shoot, how many people were crushed to death just by rolling and pressing? Seeing the tragic situation after being crushed by a tank, don't you run? It was a fool not to run, and the officers, seeing that they couldn't control it, simply joined the fleeing team. At this time, whoever dares to block the way for the defeated soldiers to escape is their enemy, and as for the tanks behind them, they are not enemies, they are the embodiment of the devil. Many of the Aussie were running wildly and slamming crosses on their chests, "Oh God, aren't you protecting Australia anymore?" Is Australia already a devil's paradise? ”

The defeated soldiers finally saw hope, and on the other side of the barracks, the artillerymen directly under the brigade headquarters had formed a temporary position, while their brigade commander, Brigadier General Hans, and another colonel-officer were collecting the soldiers who had run away from the back of the artillery position. Several officers were organizing the soldiers to join improvised teams. But there were too many troops this time, and there was a panic on the temporary formation that was not in a hurry. Hans took out his spear and fired it at the sky, only to shake the scene, and then ordered the guards to pull the stragglers away from the artillery fire, there was no time to pay attention to these fools who did not even have weapons, and the dark green of the enemy was already clearly visible.

Hans couldn't figure out how such a powerful armored force could suddenly emerge in the barren land of Western Australia? But he knew that the entire 17 brigade could resist the armored, and only these 3. The 7-inch mountain cannon, although they were produced in 1915, is almost twenty years old.

"Report to the brigade commander, the artillery firing Zhuyuan has been debugged, please instruct."

Hans glanced at his artillery battalion commander, and also transferred a P Zhu Yuan, everyone is almost in front of them, "Adjust the artillery to a flat firing angle, aim at the opponent's tank, and bomb me!" ”

Objectively speaking, Hans, who was able to rise to brigadier general one step earlier than the aristocratic Hbal, was quite extraordinary, and was known as the "star of hope on the back of a sheep" during his time at the Royal Army Academy Sandhurst, and was invited to stay in the British Army when he graduated. But in the current situation, the Australian army without anti-tank equipment, in addition to artillery flat fire, there is no other good way, the Chinese army in the later Anti-Japanese War to smash the enemy's tank tactics, here is not good at all, before the tank can get close to it, by the infantry fighting vehicle following behind the tank with explosives into a ball of fireball.

More than a dozen flat shots of the 3. The 7-inch mountain guns fired shells one after another, and three of them hit the Type 59 tanks that were advancing at high speed, and there was a cheer on the Australian position, and the cheers lasted only a few seconds, and two of the three tanks that were hit by the bullet only paused slightly, and then continued to move forward, and fired a vengeful fury, and the one that stopped because the driver was stunned, this kind of artillery, which had shined in the First World War, could not cause damage to the frontal armor of the Type 59.

Seeing the artillery position that had turned into a sea of fire, Hans clenched his fists, but he was helpless, "Old friend, I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to come to visit me, but you ...... to accompany me."

Old Hebar's face flushed, "Hans, don't be discouraged, you still have so many soldiers, organize a position, and you can block it for a while." “

"It's useless, Baron." The brigadier general's face was full of wry smiles, "Our weapons cannot cause damage to the enemy's tanks, and continuing to fight will only bleed more soldiers." Moreover, I can't leave my army, baron, you are a nobleman, you can't be a prisoner, you can take my car and try your luck. I don't think it's useful, such an army, their commanders can't not block the roads in advance, just hate us for getting drunk last night, otherwise ......"

The baron's face turned even redder, Nima, what are you running, it's all my cavalry blocking the road. Hey, it's just that I'm sorry for my old friend, Hans is a real soldier, and I hope that after he knows the truth, we can still be friends.