Simon's role has always been a sniper in the Ranger Regiment, taking a vantage point behind an optical camouflage net, providing enemy positions with human vision under electromagnetic shielding, and directing squad movements. But that doesn't mean he's stuck in the grass, Simon was one of the last elite soldiers of the Ranger Regiment before it was expanded, trained to true special forces standards.

"Keep going down the river, I'll tell you to go up a little further!" Simon reminds Ramirez that even though Simon is using an outdated M60 against two M1s, he decisively gains an advantage, and the M1 tank turns the turret to the lowest depression angle, while the M60 can easily attack the entire M1 in the field of vision, unless the Gun and Fire Knight is willing to raise the depression angle, otherwise he will not want to shoot at the M60's vital point.

"Fire!" THE BOLT EXITED A SHELL, AND THE 120MM ARMOR-PIERCING PROJECTILE HIT THE TAIL COMPARTMENT OF CAR NO. 2 IN A HEARTBEAT, AND THE POWER IMMEDIATELY DECREASED. "Retreat, retreat!" Simon kicked the back of his chair and hit Ramirez in the back of the head. The No. 2 car, with its engine damaged, still locked the M60 with ferocity.

Ramirez immediately twisted the M60 onto the ice. "Boom!" Cannonballs come faster than sound! The armor-piercing projectile that pierced through the frozen soil of the river had some kinetic energy reduced, but the roof hatch was still shaved off! "Holy!" Simon raised his hand to block the flying debris, and the M60 was opened to the skylight, and the sighting equipment was nearly destroyed, and the splattered armor fragments cut Jonathan behind him like a shotgun.

"You turtle in an urn! Burn the wind! Rush up! The steel behemoth roared across the river and jumped back into the snow, the M60 outpacing the turret revs of Car No. 2 when it was powered down. Happy you! Simon pressed the gun button hard, and the barrel of the gun went straight to the rear of the turret heading at the second car. All the deflated suffering that the Crusaders have endured over the past few months has turned into an armor-piercing bullet that pierces through M1!

"Two kills! you, M1, I can kill you with anything! The four of them screamed hysterically, what about when they had seized infantry vehicles and tanks with a few rifles, and exploded three M1s in their M60s? There used to be Mao Zi who drove a T34-85 and annihilated three Tiger Kings! Luck! Guts! Courage!

In the gray snow of the afternoon, only the Gun Knight's No. 1 car, the one nicknamed "Golden Bullet Shell", was left on the gray snow in the afternoon

Qing M1 is the knight's war horse, from Simon's wilderness chase when he first entered the steel city, to the Ice Lake ambush warlord, to Mandsville and Marietta, Simon approached the war knight who had promised to hunt him but was too lazy to chase him, and a nameless fire rushed to Simon's brain. Am I not qualified for you to go to great lengths to kill me? Where do you think you can be more noble than anyone? War Knights? It's not like two shoulders and one head! One 7.62 bullet! Everyone is equal!

But I will not give you a chance for revenge!

"Fire!" The strong pressure in the chamber of the gun forced the armor-piercing projectile to fly out at several times the speed of sound.

"Fire!" Shell after shell casing fell to the floor, the ammunition racks were visibly reduced to the naked eye, the carriage was filled with the smell of hot and smelly sweat, and the shirtless Marco was sweating profusely, and the semi-automatic loader also needed the loader to have extremely high toughness.

"Catch up with him! I'm going to tell that pig! I don't show him the door! Don't pimp him either! Simon didn't hesitate to fire as soon as he grabbed the firing window. Ramirez's unusually coquettish positioning, combined with the M1's sluggishness of having to turn the turret, gave the gunman no time to fire. However, the crew of the Iron Soldiers is also not vegetarian, and the M1's laser warning system can always predict the danger coming, and the serpentine movement does not fatally damage the tank.

"Jonathan!" Simon shouted. "What's wrong, brother?" The bald man asked, poking through the roof cover.

"You took the aft deck down! You know the air intakes, right? Suck out the fog from the oil drum of the shelf and spray it at the air intake! "Ramirez has been put in the highest gear, but the gasoline engine can't catch up with the energy engine, and the remote fire control of the M60 is not at all the same order of magnitude as the M1! Now that it's past his starting shot, Simon is going to force M1 into a fight! That way he has a better chance of winning!

My strengths are not as big as yours, but my shortcomings are smaller than yours!

"It's going to burst!" Ramirez shouted. "it! This is not my tank again! If it's broken, it's not that I fix it! Simon choked back. Hahahahaha! Marco cracked his mouth and laughed wildly. I just love that! Chief! The surface iceberg is crazier than me! ”

Jonathan moved in with a sigh of hush

Oil drum, pumped gasoline into the suction can, found the rear air intake grille of the tank, directly adjusted the suction pot to the shower head, and the oil mist sprayed into the 1200 horsepower engine of the M60 tank at 2400 revolutions per minute, the oil mist instantly deflagred, and the air intake pipe was no longer black smoke, but flames!

"We're rushing to hell!!" Ramirez looked at the speedometer, in the snow, the M60 soared faster and faster, 35 miles, 40 miles, 42 miles! They're quickly closing the distance to the M1! "We're all going to be killed by one shot!"

"I'm going to kill Ludendorff before I die! It's all said! Lao Tzu is not a pimp! "Once you are stepped on the red line of a man, life is secondary, and honor is the first." Woohoo sneer! Jonathan was desperately squeezing the watering can, and the exhaust pipe was just spewing hot fireworks. It's too fast! Are we driving tanks or planes! ”

"Whatever you think is what you want! Fire! "Simon couldn't see the driver's seat gauge, he just knew that the M60 had managed to catch up." Left rudder! The Gunfire Knight saw the M60 that seemed to have a jet engine behind him, and Rao is Knight saw a lot of various types of vehicles in Harrisburg, and he had to exclaim: "This idiot is going to die together!" ”

Ramirez flicked the lever fiercely, and the M60 instantly shifted its center of gravity and the turret was horizontal. "Fire!" At a distance of 500 meters, Simon missed this time, and the armor-piercing projectile hit the M1's gun shield and immediately bounced off. "Failed to penetrate!"

"Stick it up! Stick it up! Fight with them! Jonathan! Squirt! Gush! "Simon was crazy. The bald giant man behind roared, not only the oil pot was spraying, but he simply picked up a bucket of oil and poured it into his mouth!

200 meters!

100 meters!

Pillars of dirt fountains rose majestically on the flat snow, and the two tanks seemed to be dancing a double waltz, spinning around each other, turning the turrets frantically, and it was impossible to miss this distance with your eyes closed! It's up to whoever shoots the first shot! One Shot! It's the jackpot! Jackpot!

"The engine won't hold up! It's about to burst! "The tachometer has been out of order for several minutes." Soon! Soon! Let me give this dog a shot! ”

"Boom!" Two loud bangs!

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