Chapter 297: The Third Brother's Sorrow Flows Into a River (3)

In fact, the two large bundles of explosives that Zhang Dixian was carrying did not come in handy.

Because just as he rushed out of the steel train, which was not much faster than walking, there was a huge change in the scene that even he had not expected.

It seems to be the indigenous driver of the rat tank, and he slammed on the accelerator.

This behemoth, which was like a majestic mountain, began to start slowly after a choking smoke came out of the exhaust pipe at the back.

Then, it got faster and faster, eventually increasing to twenty or thirty yards, and crashed directly into the T72s.

Twenty or thirty yards doesn't seem fast, but when you drive between them, it's actually less than thirty meters.

That's less than five seconds.

In such a short period of time, the Rat tank was hit by two more armor-piercing shells, so that the tattered and distorted appearance of his front looked quite miserable.

The problem is that as long as it is not penetrated by armor-piercing shells, it has no effect on its actual combat effectiveness.

And when the T72 at the front was fired, after realizing the opponent's collision tactics, it wanted to hang up the reverse gear and retreat, but it was too late.

The driver looked through the narrow observation hole and saw a large black shadow in his line of sight getting closer and closer.

In the end, in his extremely frightened eyes, a huge impact that shook the earth and mountains for them happened.

If he hadn't fastened his seat belt before, the tank driver of the third brother's family would have been thrown out as a long way away.

But even so, the huge impact force came, and the chest that was strangled by the seat belt almost strangled him directly.

The rest of the crew didn't sound so lucky.

Because he vaguely heard the sound of several screams coming from his ears, mixed with the sound of clearly discernible bones being twisted.

In his subconscious mind, the third brother's driver made up a picture in his mind: a large slender and healthy vertebrae were twisted into a twisted shape under the impact in an instant.

Of course, this can't be blamed on the other crew members for not taking safety measures in advance.

Don't bring safety ~ No! It should not be early, just tie the seat belt in advance; the main reason is that the battle happened too abruptly, so they can't care about making this simple action.

However, without waiting for the surviving third brother's driver, he was a little glad that he escaped death.

In his newly restored sight, he saw the huge steel monster, which retreated a few meters slightly, and then accelerated into it.

"No~" This extremely poignant howl is the last voice left by the driver of the third brother's family to this world......

One, two, three, after the rat tank was transformed into a bumper car, the sound of the crash of steel and the distorting sound of gunfire even continued.

Because before the two, that completely different volume and weight.

It feels brutal, like a dirt car with eight wheels in the rear, constantly wanton with a Chery small buckle car.

That's right, this Chery small buckle car still has the soft color of tender green, and the displacement is only the minimum 0.8L.

Such a frantic impact frightened the two surviving tanks.

One of the drivers, in great horror, put the tank in reverse gear, and after stepping on the accelerator to the end, the tank frantically retreated backwards.

Even the operator of the tank gun was going to aim at the mouse tank less than ten meters away, and fired extremely highly.

It's just that in this super chaotic scene, where is it so easy to retreat, but after exiting a few meters, the T72 collides with the personnel carrier armored vehicle that is still moving forward.

Before the driver could react further, the tank gun was already firing.

A shell that hit the Mouse tank, in addition to making its already tattered frontal armor even more invisible, did not stop it.

Another shell, directly in the chamber of a tank gun, suddenly exploded.

At this moment, the three brothers proved with ironclad facts that even after the arrival of the new century, they still did not lose the fine tradition of bombing tank guns.

It was this shell that seemed to wake up the rat-type tank that was obsessed with the T72 led by the constant hit.

Let it know that there are several other new tender objects not far away, waiting for it to be pampered.

And then there was an even wilder scene: the rat tank, which had stopped ramming, had no intention of making a detour, and before its tracks, suddenly two slopes made of concrete rose.

Along these two short slopes, the huge body of the rat tank drove directly onto the scrapped T2, causing the little poor underneath to twist and deform in the constant 'creaking' sound.

Then, the rat-like tank, which looked like a mountain.

A T72 that was only a few meters apart behind it was crushed at the head......

At this time, the hairy girl Natasha's mood was extremely complicated, and the bullets and shells that kept flying overhead made her feet tremble like playing cotton.

Even between the legs, you can feel a palpable wetness.

But at the same time, a strong sense of excitement made this hairy girl from a fighting nation family feel hot and scary as if she had drunk the strongest vodka.

It seems that with the advent of various new weapons and tactics, the tank, the former king of land warfare, is somewhat outdated.

However, when such a steel giant beast really hit each other at an extremely close position in front of him, or even directly hit it violently.

That thrilling feeling that makes people's blood rush can still make people crazy.

"Loveansky, have you filmed all this?" After thinking of a possibility, Mao Meizi shouted to the back in a powerful voice.

The absence of an answer behind her made Natasha feel quite bad.

She hurriedly glanced back, and saw the cameraman Loveansky, although his face was white with fright, and his mouth was so long-winded that he couldn't even give a normal answer.

But he still remembers his duties, holding the camera that is in working condition, and faithfully recording everything in front of him.

From the current angle of the camera, not only did he capture the most wonderful scene on the battlefield, but also recorded the ugliness of himself lying on the ground

Maybe even the unbearable under his miniskirt didn't let go at all.

"Leave it alone!" The sturdy hairy girl completely ignored this, she knew that with everything she had filmed before, she could become the queen of TASS war correspondents.

The problem is that even she didn't expect that Zhang Dixian's battle to shock the planet was just a warm-up!

As the three T72s were scrapped one by one, Zhang Dixian suddenly blew the iron whistle on his chest.

In the terrible whistle, from the steel train that had completely stopped, the door of the carriage that was suddenly opened, one after another with M35 rails, but wearing a Mao Zi military coat, jumped out of the carriage like a tide.

The people at the front were all carrying new Mauser 98Ks, antique rifles.

The tips of the rifles were all loaded with bayonets, and the long bayonets glowed brightly under the dazzling incandescent light.

And seeing that after the suppressed firepower stopped, there were still about fifty strong people left in the third brother's family.

With less than a hundred remaining marines, they rushed in the direction of the steel train with a tragic and helpless face.

The more tragic battle seems to have just begun!