Eight early experimental tanks rushed across the open field with seven T1 Cunningham and headed straight for Fan Fan's position. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Fan Fan and other tanks desperately fought back, and although a few were destroyed, ten tanks still rushed in front of Fan Fan's small convoy. The flames and light of the cannon were disposed of, revealing the position of the tank commanded by Fan Fan.

Suddenly, a burst of rapid machine-gun sounds hit the tank, making a popping sound. When Fan Fan heard this, he was so frightened that he hurriedly said to the old man, "Master, hurry!" Turn left back! ”

Fan Fan knew that these bullets were fired by the coaxial machine gun on the DM series tank, which meant that one of the few tanks had targeted him. So Fan Fan hurriedly ordered the old man to retreat, otherwise the other tanks would be able to kill the tank in a burst of fire.

After the old man heard Fan Fan's order, he quickly reversed the car, turned around and drove towards the road he came. Fan Fan desperately shook the steering machine, so that the turret was pointed to the back, and two smoke grenades came into the distance, so as to obstruct the view of the enemy tank. As best you can, the turret can quickly counterattack backwards.

The tank drove almost 100 meters towards the original road, in fact, it was almost impossible to see after 20 meters in the jungle. Fan Fan ran nearly 100 meters in one go. It's basically safe.

The tank slowly stopped under a tree, Fan Fan also turned the turret around, Fan Fan checked the shells, and a lot of them were consumed in a fierce battle just now. At the moment there are thirteen armor-piercing shells left.

The old man said, "What's next?" To contact other tanks or to hide? ”

"Hide it, there are not many shells, and the vision in this forest is too poor, and if you walk around, it is very easy to be hit by black cannons." Fan Fan said while looking behind him.

After waiting for a while and finding that no tank was chasing after him, Fan Fan breathed a sigh of relief. Just after a chase, most of the camouflage on the tank was lost. Fan Fan had to drill out of the turret and re-cover it with a new camouflage.

The old man also opened the cockpit door, and breathed the air in the forest greedily, the space in the tank was too small, and the air did not circulate much, causing the old man to feel stuffy.

Fan Fan inserted branches and leaves into the turret of the tank, densely inserted three layers, and wrapped circles of vines around the barrel of the gun. Then the tank's viewing scope was left for easy observation.

The old man also covered the body of the car with a ring of branches. , especially on the front. The two of them did the work quickly. Fan Fan climbed the mountain in a few steps and got into the tank. The old man also got in.

Fan Fan looked outside through the observation glass, while the old man squinted and rested.

Fan Fan suddenly said, "Master, you said that if we wait like this, will anyone come?" ”

"It will come, we are in a weak position now." The old man squinted and said.

"They're going to look for us?" Fan Fan asked.

"Hmm~" The old man hummed and continued to squint and rest. Fan Fan saw that the old man was so tired, and he didn't bother him anymore.

Fan Fan twisted left and right, feeling that the space inside the turret was very small, which was uncomfortable. The turret of the MS-1 tank is very small and can only tolerate one person. Therefore, the commander is generally a gunner, a loader, and a communications soldier, and he is very tired. However, the situation was greatly improved on the T-34-85 tank.

Fan Fan glanced around boredly. Suddenly, the swaying bushes not far away attracted Fan Fan's attention.

Fan Fan hurriedly cheered up. Shake the turret and point there. The sound of the turret turning woke the old man, who opened his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?" Is there a situation? ”

Fan Fan said while observing with the scope: "I'm not sure, there was a bush of grass just now." I'm looking. ”

"It may be an enemy, don't be careless." The old man said as he sat up and pushed open the cockpit door, then watched.

The bushes moved again, and the old man saw it at this time. He said to Fan Fan: "Aim at the bushes and give him a shot." I feel like there are tanks there. Fan Fan nodded, and made up the position of the tank by himself. Keep adjusting the scope in your hand. After the scope shook to become smaller, Fan Fan decisively fired a shot... No response. After Fan Fan quickly reloaded, he quickly moved the barrel to the right for a short distance and fired a shot.

Poof~. The shell accurately hit the tank hiding behind the bushes. Fan Fan quickly loaded the shells and waited for the shells to come from all directions.

However, after waiting for a long time, Fan Fan did not wait for a shell. The old man said, "Go and have a look?" ”

Fan Fan thought about it for a moment, and then thought that no tank had discovered his location. So he boldly said, "Okay, go low." Let's take a look at the results. ”

The old man didn't say a word, and drove the tank slowly into the bushes. After the tank easily ran over the bushes, Fan Fan saw a T1 Cunningham tank parked quietly not far away from the scope. There is a huge red dot on the side armor.

It seemed that the tank was transferring, crushing a small tree and smashing it on the bushes on the side, allowing Fan Fan to see it.

Fan Fan was also lucky, and the second shot hit the side of the tank directly. Fan Fan decided to hide next to the hit tank. Maybe a curious tank will come and take a look, and then he will be able to hide in the bushes himself. Calmly fire or run away.

Fan Fan is a man of action. Thinking of this, Fan Fan asked the old man to drive the tank into the bushes and turn off the engine, and began to wait for the rabbit.

On the other side, Moda and Stone tanks were firing at the DM tanks.

Moda quickly reloaded the cannonballs, then fired after just a cursory glance. I don't know where the shells hit. Moda just wanted to pour out quickly so that he could feel safe. It's the same with a group of stones, don't fire a shot.

It was at this rate of fire that the DM two-series tanks continued to emerge, and after Moda finished firing a shot, he quickly touched the ammunition rack, and the result was empty. Moda quickly looked back and saw that the smoke bombs of the last lesson were lying alone in the ammunition rack, and the armor-piercing training shells were all gone.

Without hesitation, Moda reloaded the smoke grenade and fired a shot at an early experimental vehicle not far away.

The smoke warhead hit the front of the tank in a straight line. The warhead quickly fell to the ground, emitting thick smoke.

Mo Da leaned on his seat in prostration, and said to Yang Shoucheng tiredly: "I tried my best, but the shells are gone." Yang Shoucheng said with a smile: "I know, you did a good job." ”

Moda smiled, closed his eyes and waited for a hint that the tank was destroyed. A minute later, the early experimental tank rushed out of the smoke, and at once the culprit of the indiscriminate smoke was seen.

The early experimental tank opened fire without hesitation, and a shell accurately hit Moda's tank.