"Dixian Sang, where are we going next?" After putting on the oxygen mask, Bai Shijiang's somewhat distorted voice reached Zhang Wei's ears.

Zhang Dixian looked through the observation hole filled with gunsmoke and looked at the situation in the hangar.

As far as the eye can see, most of the fighter jets, which were originally delicate and like works of art, are now wreckage all over the ground.

Even if it was fortunate that it did not explode, it became tattered and tattered in the shock wave and flying debris, and I am afraid that there is no way to continue to use it if it is not completely overhauled.

After seeing this, he had no intention of continuing to give these rags and make up for another shell.

Instead, he gave a new order loudly: "On the ground in front of the right side of the target, the big hole that was blown open is over, let's go to the next floor;

The words had not yet fallen, and the feeling of weightlessness in the body when the tank fell had already been heard again.

The tank slammed down like a huge and heavy ball of iron towards the new layer of the unknown......

'Uh~' When the impact came this time, even Zhang Wei couldn't help but vomit, and the disgusting vomit suddenly covered the oxygen mask on his mouth.

Fortunately, there is no such choking smoke here on the lower floor, which can make Zhang Wei pull off the oxygen mask and throw it away with disgust.

And Yui-chan and Shiraishi-chan are basically the same way.

After doing this step, Zhang Weicai quickly walked towards the observation hole and leaned his head over.

It was only when he was halfway through this action that a huge sense of crisis suddenly rose in his heart, and he hurriedly forcibly stopped what he had just done.

And, his whole body squatted down quickly, curled up.

The next second later, the tank shook violently with unprecedented intensity, and Zhang Dixian could feel a boiling heat above his head as the entire T34 turret flew up.

There is no doubt that this is this old antique tank, which has finally been hit by anti-tank weapons.

Fortunately in the misfortune, I don't know if the other party intended it, or if it missed when launching; in short, as long as there were no casualties, Zhang Dixian could accept it.

There was no time to sigh about their good fortune, and all three of them moved.

Shiraishi-chan's sister-in-law stepped on the throttle to the bottom, and after the old antique tank was smashed again, it was still able to move.

Even after a few steps of the tank, just after a jolt, it was obvious that one side was high and the other side was bottom.

God knows, there are a few of the load-bearing wheels on that side.

But it has been brutally operated like this, and Zhang Wei has no complaints about this.

The place where they landed this time should be the location of the canteen on the aircraft carrier, and the tank, under the operation of Shiraishi-chan, barely started a serpentine maneuver at a speed of more than twenty-five yards.

Miss Yui-chan, too, did not need Zhang Wei's order, and spontaneously used the vehicle-mounted machine gun to start a suppressive shooting at the place where the anti-armor weapon hit just now.

And Zhang Wei and Zhang Dixian also don't care about the tank turret that was blown up.

His right hand quickly reached into the vital position, and the tips of his fingers made a series of movements, unlocking the mobile phone keyboard, entering the interface for sending messages, and entering the corresponding code.

All of this is done in one go.

The system has been in hand for so long, and such a simple blind operation does not put any pressure on him.

Between Nokia's continuous vibrations, an MG42 general-purpose machine gun appeared at hand, and in addition to that, there was a bazooka with as many as five tubes.

The tank gun can't be counted on now, and this thing can be regarded as the heavy firepower that Zhang Dixian used for emergency purposes......

Zhang Dixian, who picked up the MG42, leaned out of the compartment of the tank, not to mention, the old T34 antique that was missing the tank turret suddenly made this thing feel extremely good.

As a result, he could also spot the bar on the side of the restaurant, where a team of soldiers and cooks were stationed.

The corpse of a cook carrying a bazooka, half-hung on a sparsely beaten bar, was the result of the battle that had just blown up the turret of a tank.

Zhang Wei, who was holding a machine gun, joined the strafing team at the bar.

After the entire bullet chain was gone, Zhang Wei, who had replaced it with a new bullet chain, did not continue to fire, because he was confident that after the strafing just now, there were absolutely no survivors behind the bar.

"Dixian Sang, where are we going now. In the driver's position, there was another request from Shiraishi-chan's sister-in-law.

Zhang Dixian, who was holding the machine gun, glanced around, then directly put down the machine gun, scooped up a Bazooka bazooka at his feet, and shot at the gate in front of the left.

After an explosion, the entrance and exit doors of the restaurant were enlarged to accommodate tanks entering and exiting.

At this time, Zhang Dixian's mouth shouted loudly: "Now it's time to turn in, go all the way forward, let's blast a way out of here." ”

"Understood. After two crisp female voices were heard, the uneven tank, on the verge of scrapping, rushed out of the restaurant......

Zhang Dixian and the three of them didn't know, and when they sensed the direction in which the broken tank was heading, poor Admiral Cecil almost peed in fright.

Thanks to the perfect surveillance footage on the aircraft carrier, there is also a backup circuit for emergency activation.

The command center on the bridge can still basically grasp the movement of the tank, and it is precisely because of this that when they find that the tank is rushing to the ammunition depot on the aircraft carrier, they feel the breath of the coming of the apocalypse.

I can't care about the wound on the top of my head, because of the huge explosion in the hangar just now.

Poor Admiral Cecil roared like a madman: "Stop him, whoever he is, even the cook or the laundress, and stop the madman from approaching the ammunition depot." “

However, the words of a combat staff officer next to him made him completely fall into the abyss of despair:

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, they can reach the ammunition depot in a minute at most, and in such a short time, there is no way we can stop him. ”

"Then what are we going to do?" muttered the words of such a big loss of identity from the mouth of the commander of the Pacific Fleet.

The combat staff officer was stunned for a few seconds, but still gave his own advice: "I think Admiral, you need to calmly and gracefully welcome the coming of death; after all, you represent the image and face of Uncle Sam's family." ”

After speaking, he also deliberately pointed to the place outside the bridge, where were the military observers of various countries.

They also seem to have realized their next fate from the strange situation in the command hall, so now they are all tidying up their military appearance.

However, what left no one expecting was this.

Admiral Cecil roared suddenly: "Go to the image and face of the special, Lao Tzu just wants to live." ”

Then the admiral, with a speed far beyond the gallop of ordinary soldiers, rushed out of the command hall and rushed to the edge of the deck, and jumped down with great determination......

To be honest, if the ammunition depot is detonated, the entire nuclear-powered aircraft carrier will definitely be finished.

Even if he jumped into the sea now, how much more could he swim in this short time? The chance that he would survive in the end was not even one percent.

However, Admiral Cecil did not feel that what he did was wrong, so only by diving as deep as possible after jumping into the sea could there be a chance of survival.

Even the moment he jumped off the deck, he could feel the sneering gaze behind him as sharp as a knife.

What made him extremely painful was that when others were in mid-air, a big hole was suddenly blown open in the hull on the side of the aircraft carrier.

Then a tattered tank, after a 'clang', smashed into the water.

That Zhang Dixian, who killed a thousand knives, had no intention of detonating the ammunition depot at all, and his subordinates were merciful!