Chapter 81: Framed

The three commanders were talking and laughing along the way, and Fan Fan inadvertently touched the ammunition rack, and suddenly remembered that the shells had run out. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Fan Fan shouted at the two commanders: "I forgot one thing, I don't have any shells here!" Which of you has more? Give me a little even. ”

The leopard said in surprise: "What the hell are you doing, old cat, more than seventy training bombs have been used up so quickly?" The eagle also looked at Fan Fan with a puzzled expression, Fan Fan said with a dry smile: "I didn't do anything, but I encountered more tanks, and I couldn't take aim when I fought, and I just didn't fight together!" Haha~"

The leopard and the eagle are both black lines, and after a long time the leopard said: "Okay, I still have twelve here, hehe!" Actually, not much! I'll give you two, the eagles have more there... How many are there? The leopard turned to look at the eagle, and the eagle said, "I can give you eight, and I won't be enough more!" Fan Fan hurriedly said: "Enough, enough, I can't use it anymore!" I estimate that there are at most seven or eight tanks left on the opposite side, and when the time comes, we will have one gun per person, and it will be basically the same! ”

The leopard smiled and said: "One person, one cannon, you take it for granted, at least two or three to take out a tank." But we have to aim and then fight, don't let the cannon empty, then it is better to put the shell as a second kick. The leopard's words made everyone laugh.

The eagle smiled while throwing the shells to Fan Fan one by one, in fact, the 37mm shell is not heavy, the warhead is larger than the potato, and the overall length of the cartridge part is only a little longer than the mineral water. Fan Fan easily took all the shells and put them in the ammunition rack. Half of the tank guns in the early days of World War II were small-caliber, and the shells were not heavy, unlike the late World War II or the Cold War period, wow, a 100mm shell weighed forty or fifty pounds, and the larger the caliber, the heavier it was. In addition, the automatic loader has been applied to the tank, so that it will not tire people to death, otherwise how can the loader live?

After Fan Fan accepted all the shells, the leopard said: "Okay, basically nothing else, we have to speed up, since the DM tanks don't come to us, let's find them to fight, so that the initiative is in our hands, retreat or attack is not up to us?" Otherwise, when the DM tank comes to the door, we have no choice but to engage in battle. ”

"Good!"

"Then hurry up!"

Fan Fan and Eagle replied. Fan Fan quickly sorted out the cannonball and reloaded it. Fan Fan said to the old man, "Master, go full speed!" With that, the tank suddenly picked up speed and ran to the west.

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Wang Yan, the captain of the miscellaneous tank team, was driving frantically towards the north with the only remaining Vickers tank, and behind the two tanks were three persevering D-series early experimental tanks. The Renault FT-17 tank commanded by Wang Yan was driving at maximum speed. A few shells flew over a little slower, and Wang Yan really didn't know how the group of D-series tanks judged the distance under the cover of so much grass. Fortunately, the quality of the Renault FT-17 driver was excellent, and he dodged these shells by swinging the tank from side to side.

At this time, the captain of the Vickers tank leaned out and shouted at Renault: "Captain, what is the next step?" In a little while we will be out of the forest, and then there will be no grass to cover us! Wang Yan saw what Captain Vickers was shouting, and hurriedly got out of the tank, just in time to hear what Captain Vickers said.

Wang Yan looked behind him, and three D-series early experimental tanks loomed a few hundred meters away. Wang Yan thought to himself: "This is almost out of the forest, when the time comes, with the speed of the D-series tank, you can see us in a few minutes, and there is no grass to cover, you can kill me with a few random shots, no, you can't go north." And the goal of two people is too big, if the two tanks are separated, won't the D-series tanks be scattered? Then I'll be able to escape! No, what if it's two tanks chasing me? ”

Wang Yan thought quickly in his heart, not paying any attention to Captain Vickers's anxious mood. Suddenly, Wang Yan thought of an excellent solution, that is, to leave a tank to counterattack, so as to attract the attention of the D-series tanks, so that at least two tanks would remain, and then there would only be one D-series tank left.

Thinking of this, Wang Yan said loudly to Captain Vickers: "Let's run separately, you run towards the east, there are many forests in the east, and it is easy to hide." I ran towards the north to get attention. ”

When Captain Vickers heard that Wang Yan was going to sacrifice him in exchange for his own safety, he said movingly: "Captain, thank you, I will avenge you!" Wang Yan scolded loudly: "What revenge, you kid hurry up and go to the S tank team and join them!" Captain Vickers looked at the Renault F-17 tank with a reluctant face, and said loudly to the driver: "Turn left and go full speed east!" The Vickers quickly turned around and headed east.

Wang Yan saw that the Vickers tank was getting farther and farther away, and he exhaled in his heart, thinking in his heart: "Don't blame me, people don't kill the heavens and the earth for themselves!" I was also forced to do so. After speaking, Wang Yan also asked the driver to turn around, but he did not let the tank drive to the north, but to the northeast. At all times, he kept a distance of more than 300 meters from the Vickers tank, and due to the obscuration of the trees and jungles, the captain of the Vickers tank did not notice the Renault FT-17 tank.

The two tanks were separated by two or three hundred meters and drove east together, and after walking for more than ten minutes, Wang Yan felt that it was almost time, so he turned the turret and aimed in the direction of Vickers. He wants to use Vickers to hold back the pursuers of the D-series tank, so that he can escape the chase smoothly and fight back.

As long as you interrupt Vickers's tracks, as long as you interrupt~ Wang Yan whispered to himself while searching for Vickers's traces. Within seconds, Wang Yan saw the Vickers tank. Wang Yan said to the driver: "Wait a minute, I will tell you to stop, you will stop!" The driver nodded, ready to brake. Wang Yanyan did not leave the scope and kept calculating the amount of advance. As soon as the tracks were interrupted, those D-series tanks tore Wickers apart like sharks that smelled of blood. Wang Yan aimed at the calculated position, and suddenly said: "It's now, stop!" The Renault tank stopped, and Wang Yan took the opportunity to fire a shot.

Two or three hundred meters away, plus trees and low grass, Wang Yan was confident that Captain Vickers would not find out that it was he who fired the cannon.