July 16. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Midday.

Fifty kilometers outside the city of Chifeng.

Forward command of the Red 112 Brigade.

In the artillery mirror, the devil's tank is moving slowly. The tall body has a bit of the look of the Renault FT17, but it has been enlarged a lot.

"So slow?"

The Devil Tank is a little faster than the FT17, but the off-road speed is also around 10 yards, which is much slower than the Type 32 tank.

However, the devil's tank was armed with a 57-mm gun, which made the brigade commander's heart rise again.

The Type 32 tank was initially considered for a 75-mm gun, but the problems of weight reduction, ammunition types, etc., were not solved, and the 37-mm gun could only be used temporarily.

The Artillery Research Institute also bought drawings of the 57-mm anti-aircraft gun from Citi, but more for research and did not put them into production. In this way, the firepower of the devil tank has an advantage.

The brigade commander smiled coldly.

"Prepare for battle!"

The tactics of the devils are still the same as before, the infantry attacks in front, and the tanks serve as supporting firepower, so that the forces are dispersed.

It is a pity that the Red Army Air Force was still fighting for air supremacy and could not clear them.

"Devils of the dog day!"

The brigade commander cursed.

In this operation, the devil's land aviation and Hainan Airlines were involved.

Interestingly, they are fighting their own ways.

If the army is present, the Hainan Airlines will definitely not go up. The HNA was fighting, and the Army was watching from the side. If it weren't for the fact that there was a red circle on the fuselage, I would have thought that they were the armies of two countries.

"Boom, boom!"

The roar of the self-propelled guns pulled back all thoughts.

The "Miss Seventy-Five" in front of her, who was spitting smoke and flames, issued countless "death invitations" to the devils.

At first, you can still see the flash of the explosion, but gradually everything is shrouded in thick smoke. Occasionally, a ring of shock waves appears, but quickly dissipates into the air again.

"Armored 1st Battalion Pedal Bike!"

I heard that when the Devil Armored Force entered the war, the 112 Brigade was boiling, and all the fighters couldn't suppress the joy in their hearts.

Most of the armored units used in the Jichasui Soviet District were based on companies and platoons. There were several battalion-level charges, which were also divided into several areas for separate troops.

And the devils faced are all infantry, and there are not many anti-tank means, even if it is a crazy meat bullet attack, it is easy to defuse.

However, the cost of tank combat is too high, and the price of a single vehicle alone can equip a platoon. The combat is only fuel, and it is more than 10 oceans per hour. Therefore, they do not have many opportunities to participate in the war, and most of them act as "fire brigades" and go up at a critical moment.

But who would have thought that the chariot troops of the devils would actually encounter today!

Stunned, but more excited.

"You have to compare business with devils!"

The trained tankmen shouted loudly.

The shells were wiped and rubbed, and there would be less anti-rust oil left on them. Otherwise, after a shot, the smoke chokes people's lungs. Although the soup has been studied in the smoke blowing system, the ghost only knows when it will be installed!

"Armored 1st Battalion, ready!"

"Let's go!"

Under the bombardment of artillery, the devils' infantry has been lost, and now it is necessary to destroy their tanks. But the Type 32 tank's guns were inferior to the enemy in caliber and range, and now they had to approach the opponent as quickly as possible.

"Boom, boom!"

The engine let out a roaring roar, and the tank sped forward at 20 yards.

"Boom!"

Shells slammed in.

However, the distance between the two armies is now about 5,000 meters, which is already the longest range of 57 mm anti-aircraft guns, and even if it hits a tank, it cannot penetrate the armor.

"Boom!"

The loud sound startled the crew.

"Damn, the devil is so accurate!"

"Gunner, you learn from others, you can't beat it every time!"

"Bullshit, isn't it just a devil hitting a big luck, I'll see Lao Tzu play for a while!"

"Less nonsense, keep an eye on the front."

After kicking the gunner, the commander pushed open the heavy hatch, and a general-purpose machine gun was already set.

This is also an improvement made after summing up experience, which can deal with low-altitude strafing aircraft, as well as devil soldiers who act as meat bullets.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

Shells fell to the ground, blasting up countless pieces of sand and gravel.

Looking at the fist-sized hole, the commander said coldly:

"The devil is shooting armor-piercing bullets!"

Everyone was suddenly shocked, the power of the 57mm anti-aircraft gun is not low, and it is still unknown whether the Type 32 tank can withstand it.

"4000 meters!"

"3000 meters!"

"2000 meters!"

The gunner kept telling the distance.

At this time, a few devils who were pretending to be dead on the ground, saw the tank approaching them, turned around and ran back.

"Click!"

The commander's machine gun went off.

Clouds of blood sprayed out of the devils' bodies, and they staggered a few steps before falling to the ground and not moving.

"Whoosh!"

Another cannonball flew in, and the terrible scream frightened the commander into a straight neck.

"Boom!"

One of the tanks behind instantly turned into a fireball, and only one person jumped out of the open turret.

"Squeak!"

At that moment, the tank came to a sharp stop.

"Boom!"

The trembling muzzle of the cannon froze for a moment, and a black shadow flew out in the dazzling firelight.

"!"

The commander raised his leg and gave the gun commander a kick.

"Holy shit, you're not going to be on the right track."

The shell grazed the devil's turret and passed;

"Bang dang!"

However, the rate of fire of the 37-mm gun was extremely fast, and one shot missed, and another shell was already loaded.

"Boom!"

The gun suddenly retreated, and a shell fell to the bottom of the gondola with a "clang" sound.

"Bang!"

A round hole appeared in the turret of the Devil Tank, and the still moving hull stopped.

"Bang!"

The second shell drilled into the front armor plate.

"Whew!"

Pillars of fire erupted from various gaps at once, and the tremendous force even pushed the turret into the sky.

"Look, Lao Tzu said that he could fight ......."

Before he finished speaking, he received another kick in the back.

"Left ......."

Before the commander could finish reporting the angle, the tank turret was already pointing.

A devil's tank was slowly moving forward, its undulating barrel seemed to be aimed at a target.

"Bang!"

The shell hit it in an instant, tilting the hull slightly.

"Whoa!"

A broken track slid to the ground.

Caught off guard, the devil tank actually turned around half a circle before stopping.

"Watch Lao Tzu hit its back door!"

The gun commander roared excitedly.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two shells drilled into the position of the tank engine.

After a few small flicks of the flame, the entire tank burned. In the hatch that suddenly opened, several devil soldiers covered in fire jumped out, and they rolled on the ground, trying to extinguish the fire.

"Click!"

A heading machine gun poured out its rage, and after the devils rolled a few times, they completely stopped moving.

"Buzz!"

But just then, there was a roar in the sky.

The commander raised his head in astonishment, and when he saw the gray-blue fuselage, his mouth was scolded.

"The air force of the dog day is here to steal Lao Tzu's business again!"