As expected, not long after the mixed tank group entered the western forest, several cannon shots suddenly rang out, which was like a spark falling into a powder keg. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Suddenly, the sound of cannon fire continued. The battle was fierce.

Fan Fan rushed to the back and said, "Hearing that the cannon sound is so dense, it seems that they have suffered heavy losses." ”

Shi and the other captains nodded their heads and said, "What should I do next?" Support or leave? ”

Fan Fan said decisively: "Of course it's support, I understand the truth of cold lips and teeth." Fan Fan looked back and counted the number of tanks and said: "Miscellaneous tanks entering the western forest are a dragon, this formation is not easy to support each other after being attacked, and it is easy to block the tanks behind after the front tank is damaged." Let's move forward in a fan shape so that we can support each other without affecting the way forward. ”

"Okay, I'm for it!"

"Okay!"

"Yes!"

Mo Da and the other commanders agreed, and Fan Fan saw that everyone agreed, so he said: "That's okay, I'm on the far left, and you can set your own positions for the rest of the positions, be quick." ”

After speaking, Fan Fan commanded the MS-1 tank to drive to the left.

The other tanks quickly formed formation and headed for the road.

A few minutes later, Fan Fan and his tanks crossed the road to the western forest. The forest of the Taihang Ridge camp is a crescent-shaped forest, there is a fifteen-meter-wide road in the center of the forest, which divides the forest into two from the middle, and the forest on the east side of the road is called the eastern forest, and vice versa.

Of course, it is impossible for the entire camp to be just such a road, there are some small dirt roads in other places, and Fan Fan and his tanks are scurrying around the forest along the paths before.

After crossing the road, the cannon sound in the forest was no longer as dense as it had been before, but was replaced by sporadic cannon sound, more silence.

Without the cover of cannon sound, the sound of Fan Fan's tank engines was particularly loud in the forest. Despite the noise of the forest, it could not drown out the roar of the diesel engine. Fan Fan had to ask the old man to slow down in order to increase the concealment value.

In fact, Fan Fan learned this from the concealment mechanics in World of Tanks, because the two games of World of Tanks and Horizontals are almost the same, and in World of Tanks, the faster the tank moves, the lower the concealment will be, and the highest concealment will be at rest. Of course. Each tank has different concealment, such as the FV4005, with a tall turret, which is basically bright when the cannon is fired.

Fan Fan looked around through the periscope, he didn't want to be hit in the head by a cannonball that didn't have long eyes, so if he didn't die, he would have half a life left at most.

When Fan Fan was playing World of Tanks, his favorite thing to do was to use AP or APCR to sneak up on the commander's command room on an unprepared tank turret. The commander was injured. The field of view drops directly down to 50 meters. In that way, Fan Fan can rest assured that the black gun will not be lit by electricity.

Although training shells were used in this exercise, they could still cause huge damage after directly hitting Fan Fan. Fan Fan's head is not as thick as the armor of a tank...

The forest is quiet, and the diesel engine noise at low speeds is mostly muffled by the background noise of the forest. If you don't listen carefully. The engine of the tank is barely audible. Fan Fan commanded the tank, and with the help of the branches of the trees in the forest, he gradually approached the clearing in the forest.

Fan Fan vaguely saw more than a dozen cars parked in the open field, which seemed to have been destroyed after a fierce exchange of fire just now.

Judging by the hull, there are a small number of D and M series tanks in it, and more are miscellaneous tanks. Fan Fan counted carefully, there were more than a dozen tanks of miscellaneous series, and the total number of DM tanks was only six.

Fan Fan smacked his lips, it seems that this hybrid tank has planted a big heel this time.

Fan Fan looked around and found no other tanks. Fan Fan guessed that he probably hid or left.

Fan Fan was afraid of being shot by the DM department or miscellaneous tanks, so he decided to stop. After all, the radio is no longer available, and now no one knows who is who. Basically, as soon as the grass swayed, a few or several shells flew over.

After Fan Fan asked the old man to stop the tank, he subconsciously spoke into the intercom, but there was only a rustling sound in the intercom. It turned out that the director's office had banned radio calls.

Fan Fan scolded in a low voice: "Grass, why did you forget this stubble." ”

It's hard to have a tank without a radio, and you can't even exchange information with other tanks. Fan Fan felt the sorrow of the Soviet Red Army back then.

When the Soviet Red Army fought against German tanks, only the command tank had a radio station out of ten T-34 tanks in a tank company. Communication between other T-34 tanks could only be done by flag or carrier pigeons. This led to great losses in the battle between the Soviet tank armies and the German armies. It was only later that the Soviets learned about adding radio stations to tanks.

Fan Fan's current situation is worse than that of the Soviet Tank Army, at least the Soviet Red Army can communicate by relying on the flag, Fan Fan has neither a flag nor a carrier pigeon. Even if there were, Fan Fan estimated that Mo Da and they didn't know what to say.

Fan Fan had no choice but to stop and look at the tank not far from the right, and shouted in his heart for the commander to look back.

Maybe it was the goddess of luck who kissed Fan Fan unexpectedly, and the commander of the tank on Fan Fan's right side turned his head by chance, but saw that Fan Fan had stopped the tank and hid.

Although the commander didn't know what Fan Fan was going to do, he had the belief that he would advance and retreat together with life and death. The commander still ordered the driver to stop.

In this way, all tanks ended up in an oblique straight line. The last tank almost drove into the clearing.

Although the last tank retreated early, it was spotted by the tank on the other side of the clearing, and after a moment of silence, suddenly a cannon rang out, and a training shell hit the front tank, kicking off a canopy of dirt. Subsequently, boom! Rumble! Rumble.. A few more cannon shots.

Training shells were constantly hitting around the tank. The tank at the front quickly reversed backwards, and continued to maneuver in an S-shape to evade.

The farthest tank, having done everything it could, still couldn't escape being hit. A shell accurately hit the tank's leading wheel, and the track snapped with a click. And the tanks stopped. The next second, bang bang bang... Several training rounds hit the frontal armor of this tank. Leaves several red holes in the armor.

Fan Fan wiped his sweat, and secretly glad that his brain didn't have the impulse to fire just now, otherwise with this firepower density, he would be beaten into a sieve in an instant.

When Fan Fan was admiring himself, he didn't expect the tank on the opposite side to rush out of the forest and drive towards the location of Fan Fan's tank